It's You, Harrymon!

Harry's unexpected choice utterly shattered Bell's worldview, making him clearly realize the insurmountable "generation gap" between himself and these little brats.

This wasn't how the script was supposed to go! Couldn't they just follow the usual routine?!

"No, Harry, it's wrong for you to think like that! Look, you're only seventeen this year, you're still so young. You should cherish your life! You can't give up on living!"

Bell grabbed Harry and tried to persuade him earnestly. If Hermione had not been right there, he would have wanted to just hit him with an Imperius Curse and control him directly.

"Thank you, Bell. Thank you for caring about me so much."

(Bell: Care about you, my ass! I care about my test subject... Ahem, volunteer!)

"Of course I cherish my life. But in this world, there are always things more important than life itself. To destroy Voldemort completely, to protect the people most important to me, I am willing to devote my life."

Harry spoke with imposing dignity, his words thunderous and stirring. From Harry, Bell seemed to see endless brilliance, making him feel so ashamed of himsel—

Oh, screw that!

If he was so noble, he should just go start a revolution and liberate all the suffering people of the world!

If Harry had not been the only suitable candidate, Bell would have kicked the kid flying. Why should he care if the guy died?

Unfortunately, reality had no "if." Harry was the only suitable test subject. Left with no choice, Bell took a deep breath and continued racking his brains to sweet-talk him.

"Harry, it is precisely because you have so many people in your life who are more important than life itself that you can't die! If you die, how sad and heartbroken will they be?