"No!"
Harry stared at the young Professor Breen in disbelief and howled stubbornly,
"I don't believe it! I don't believe you'd betray us!"
That was Professor Breen!
He had unraveled the secrets of the Chamber of Secrets and saved the young wizards from the Basilisk's shadow.
He had crushed Greyback's Werewolf pack, saved Sirius, and given Remus a new life.
At the Quidditch World Cup final, he had protected countless wizards from all over the world from Vitia Criona.
He had foreseen Voldemort's resurrection and made preparations, allowing Hermione, Ron, and him to escape from the scene of Voldemort's return.
He had personally brought about the downfall of the foolish Fudge, chosen a wise Minister for the Ministry of Magic, and incidentally foiled Fudge's scheme to frame him.
Under his planning, the Ministry of Magic had won the Battle of Diagon Alley, greatly crushing the arrogance of Dark Wizards within Britain.
He had also advocated the establishment of the International Wizarding Alliance.
One astonishing achievement after another that Professor Breen had accomplished over the years flashed through Harry's mind.
But the more he thought about it, the less he could accept it!
Professor Breen had practically single-handedly stabilized the chaos Voldemort's resurrection had brought to the British wizarding world!
How could such an extraordinary wizard join forces with Voldemort's daughter merely to stay alive?!
Raging fury surged into Harry's emerald eyes as he glared at Amosta.
"This isn't real—"
Tears welled in Hermione's eyes as she shook her head and whimpered softly.
Ron lay on the ground, pale as a sheet and no longer struggling, staring at Amosta with the same disbelief.
Professor Breen... He had practically saved his entire family. He had even encouraged him after he had stupidly abandoned his classes.
But he was actually willing to make