Arch-Enemies Are Arch-Enemies

"It couldn't have been Professor Fawley!"

Ron was the first to name him, but he was also the first to firmly believe the professor would never do such a thing.

"If it were the professor, then no matter what he wanted, with his reputation in the wizarding world, he could have gone about it in a safer, more reliable way. Why would he resort to such extremes?"

"Ron, you can't let your emotions cloud your judgment..."

Hermione's face was conflicted.

After so many years in politics, she had seen every kind of dirty trick. Even she herself could hardly be called clean.

Before the truth came to light, she believed only in evidence.

Even if the person under suspicion was a man she regarded as an idol.

Harry saw their conflict and sighed.

Time had changed too much.

They were no longer the innocent children they had once been.

"Until the truth is revealed, suspicion is only suspicion. In that case, we'll continue investigating along this line."

"If the enemy really is the professor, then no matter what, we have to stop him."

Harry said this to Ron.

Then he turned to Hermione.

"If the enemy isn't the professor, then I think the situation has become serious enough that we must ask for his help."

Hermione thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

"Then how do we investigate?" Ron asked.

Harry thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

"Since we suspect the professor, why don't we just go ask him directly?"

"Do you know where the professor is?" Ron hurriedly pressed.

Harry shook his head, but said, "Perhaps there is someone who does."

"Who?"

"We shouldn't stay here any longer."

Hermione discreetly glanced at the Aurors searching the area.

"My residence isn't suitable, Harry, and you can't go home