Augustus Rookwood

Even through the projected screen, they could feel Vincent's frustration. Moody, standing beside him, could sense his dissatisfaction and irritation even more deeply.

"Professor Dumbledore, you'd better inform the Ministry of Magic as soon as possible. If they come to arrest us, I'll resist."

Vincent ended the call after saying that, making Moody involuntarily consider the possibility of a conflict breaking out between the two sides.

On the surface, he was resisting arrest by the Ministry of Magic, but in truth, he was resisting the invisible rules that bound him.

Moody could understand that feeling. The position of Head of the Auror Office had been offered to him countless times, yet he had turned it down every single time.

He had only ever wanted to fight evil Dark wizards. Why would he be willing to place more restraints upon himself?

Understanding was one thing, but rules had to exist.

If everyone refused to follow the rules, the world would have descended into chaos long ago.

Moody looked calmly at Vincent. "Kid, don't blame Albus Dumbledore. His position means he can't take the initiative to stand against the Ministry of Magic. Once that happens, I think you know very well what comes next."

Dumbledore was the strongest wizard of the age, the president of the International Confederation of Wizards, the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, a model at the pinnacle of academia, and a moral exemplar—the spiritual pillar and lifelong aspiration of countless wizards.

He was a man who had been deified into a totem. Every action he took could have a tremendous impact on the Wizarding World.

He had an obligation to keep the rules running and to lead by example at all times.

"I understand." Vincent calmed himself and glanced down at the Death Eater, whose