The argument among the three grew increasingly heated. The surrounding Aurors also stopped what they were doing, diverting part of their attention to the dispute between the three high-ranking figures.
"Wait for him to recover? Who knew whether this guy would collude with people outside? Unless we locked him in one of the Ministry's special cells, I had ten thousand ways to make him tell the truth!"
"Were you insane? I suspected Dark Magic had burned out your brain!"
"Insane? I thought you were all too weak! Only by being more ruthless than Dark wizards could we intimidate them! You refused to sign? I ordered you to sign!"
"Don't even think about it! You were the idiot being controlled by your personal emotions! Did you know what it meant if we signed?! It meant telling everyone that we didn't even trust a seriously injured colleague. I wouldn't help you take the blame for this."
"He's right! Moody, wake up. Our mission this time was to investigate and clean up, not help you persecute our own people! After all these years, you were still like this... Did you know why that lump of activated charcoal, Scrimgeour, was the head of the Auror Office?! It could have been you!"
"Moody, look around you! Many of them were young people on their first mission! Did you want their futures destroyed because of your bad decision?! Had you considered them for even a second?"
Moody stood where he was, looking at the two of them before glancing at the subordinates around him. The resistance and rejection on their faces sent a chill through his entire body. He knew his insistence could not be carried through.
His lips moved, but in the end, he said nothing. He turned and walked toward the stern.
After boarding