"I..."
Wade grabbed Braun's sleeve with his free hand and said softly, "But I don't want you to sacrifice yourselves, whether it's them... or you... I want all of you to live well..."
He did not know what his grown-up self had been thinking, but when he saw the bees charging forward without hesitation to block the Charms, and the ants fearlessly rushing into the flames, Wade had already felt heartache.
And when Braun appeared before him... when he realized that Braun was also a Golem, that Golems could be so vivid and intelligent, even his grown-up self felt a surge of anger.
—Perhaps they were all his creations, but since they possessed such rich inner lives, they should be treated as independent lives, not as expendable tools on a battlefield.
The night wind scattered the boy's bangs, and his thoughts were clearly reflected in those eyes.
Braun paused, then turned to face the boy. He crouched down and smiled. "I understand... Please rest assured, my little master. So long as there is even a one-in-ten-thousand chance, I will naturally take good care of this little life of mine."
This world was gradually revealing its darkness and cruelty.
At Hogwarts, for most of his days, Wade had always encountered the bright, simple, peaceful side of school life.
But Braun, who had been among the Acolytes, had seen scenes that ordinary people could scarcely imagine in a lifetime.
As the Golem's icy fingers brushed over the boy's soft hair, a long sigh passed through his heart.
There was indeed a very dark side to the world... but being cherished so dearly by one's creator was already warm enough...
After today, Voldemort would believe that Braun had unleashed Wrath of the Flame God, and his fury would not be poured entirely upon