"Do you think the Auror Alliance of the International Wizarding Federation will come help us?"
After driving out the families of the troublemaking students, Robards went straight to Aberforth, who was making arrangements in the village and setting up defensive magic, hoping to get some good news from the elderly man.
From the current situation, the advantage was not on their side.
On the contrary, as time passed, more and more Dark wizards would gather near Hogwarts after receiving Voldemort's orders. Hogsmeade, situated right beside the school, was an excellent Temporary Stronghold for the Dark wizards preparing to attack Hogwarts.
Robards had always suspected that Albert Anderson intended to use Hogsmeade as bait to draw in the Dark wizards, lure a large number of them into the village, and wipe them out to relieve the pressure on Hogwarts.
That was exactly the kind of thing that man would do.
Especially now, when no more wizards willing to resist Voldemort were coming to Hogsmeade. That was by no means a good sign.
Either they had been intercepted by Dark wizards, or this was simply the state of the British magical world.
Either way, it meant they had no other help.
"The Auror Alliance, you mean?"
Aberforth was somewhat surprised that Robards had sought him out over this matter.
"Is there a problem?"
Robards's bad feeling grew even stronger.
"Don't you Aurors know what you're like yourselves?"
The moment Aberforth spoke, Robards and the surrounding Aurors could no longer bear it.
What did he mean, Don't you know what you're like yourselves?
"The so-called Auror Alliance was nothing more than a pretense from beginning to end. They were merely a pretense to buy us time." Ignoring the furious glares from Robards and the other Aurors, Aberforth calmly revealed the cruel truth. "Didn't