Crabbe and Goyle Defect, Information on the Shelter

Silence. Soundless silence froze the air.

Everyone felt the atmosphere grow incomparably heavy, but Voldemort's mocking voice soon shattered the oppressive mood.

"Dumbledore, that old man was indeed worthy of admiration.

"Even after dying, he arranged for his brother to lead the Phoenix Society against me, and arranged for Harry Potter to do so many things.

"But you no longer have any chance. As for the things I lost, I believe the Gaius Family's secrets will be enough compensation."

"As long as Harry Potter is still alive, we will not give up," Aaron said solemnly.

"I admire your confidence. Come find me in the Forbidden Forest at eight tomorrow morning. I hope you can still smile then.

"After that, I will return to Hogwarts with Harry Potter's corpse. That will be your final chance to surrender."

The voice faded away, and Aaron let out a relieved breath. "Excellent. Everything is proceeding according to my plan."

"It has finally come to this," Moody said gravely. "You arranged our battlefield in the Forbidden Forest."

"Don't forget to drink the Felix Felicis." Aaron shrugged. "Also, notify all survivors to bring the wounded and their companions' bodies to the Great Hall."

"Crabbe, Goyle, you may go defect to Voldemort now."

"Now?"

"Of course now. This is the perfect time.

"For your fathers, for your families, for your Young Master Malfoy." Aaron pointed at the Great Hall's doors. "Are you still hesitating?"

The two exchanged a look, then mustered a rare burst of courage and quickly disappeared into the smoke-filled night.

"Can they be trusted?" Frank asked worriedly. "After all, their fathers are Death Eaters."

"Why do you think I made them sign a contract, Mr. Longbottom?" Aaron asked meaningfully. "I am not some cold-hearted man.

"Go, or do not go—I gave them one final