Chapter 160 The Worst Ending Cedric smiled. "you're right!" He completely agreed with Bruce's point of view, "This is indeed a point worth thinking about. Bad guys will also fight among themselves." That is to say, even in a small team of three people, there should be an opinion leader. Able to take charge of the overall situation and determine the target of killing. Judging from the way he attacked Harry in order to make Sirius and Snape completely lose their sense of proportion, this person's thinking was very clear from the beginning. Who could it be? It's almost written on the surface. Hermione, Malfoy and Neville couldn't do it, but Sirius and Snape could be ruled out based on their behavior. Peter Pettigrew did not have any leadership qualities.
That would be Fred or Cedric. "I suspect it's Fred." Bruce said to Cedric, "What do you think?" "I don't think so." Cedric looked into Bruce's eyes and said, "Fred saved Snape and disrupted the bad guy's original plan. From this point of view, he is definitely a good guy. "Bruce, there's no way you couldn't have guessed that. “You weren’t doubting Fred, you were trying to see how I would respond. “I’m afraid you’ve already determined that I’m the bad guy. "Now that it has come to this, there is no point in me explaining myself. I know you better than anyone else, Bruce. Once you make up your mind about something, you will never look back." I know you better than anyone else... Bruce knew how much this meant. But Cedric has the memories of Batman from the first world, so he naturally has the confidence to say so. "But I can still assure you that I'm not a bad person." Cedric said, "In your words, we exchange sincerity for sincerity." At this moment, all of Bruce's doubts were dispelled. Cedric was the one who killed Harry. He not only understood himself, but also observed himself carefully. Bruce just said this casually to Neville at the time, but now Cedric knows it. How much research had he done on himself? "That's great," Bruce said emotionlessly.
At this moment, a thought flashed through his mind. If he attacked Cedric now, even if he couldn't kill him, he would at least completely disable him from moving. Will the party end here? Let's try it out. Bruce turned his wrist inside his robe and gripped the Supreme Wand tightly in his hand. Then, the expected thing happened. In the next second, the Supreme Wand disappeared and fell into Cedric's hands. "Is this your thing?" Cedric smiled and handed the Supreme Wand back to Bruce, "The wand is a very important thing for a wizard, don't lose it." "Thank you." Bruce took the wand calmly. Although he could cast spells without a wand, the consequences of taking action now were obvious. "Since you are a good person, I feel relieved." Bruce said, "It looks like this banquet can have a satisfying ending." He turned and said goodbye, the purpose of this conversation had been achieved. "Bruce." Suddenly, Cedric called him. Bruce turned around and saw Cedric's expression, which was more serious than ever before. Just like treating a respectable opponent. "You care so much about this banquet, is it because there is someone you care about at the banquet?" Cedric asked, "Like the type of person who would never allow anyone to hurt you until you're down?" “It’s very important family.” Bruce replied. "family……" Cedric's eyes were dazed for a moment, and the loneliness in him at that moment was not like that of a teenage student. "That's it, I understand." Cedric came back to his senses, nodded and said, “Although we are all willing to use our lives to protect our families, reality often does not give us such an opportunity. "Bruce, you are lucky this time because you can protect the things you cherish with your life." Bruce understood this confusing conversation. The loneliness in Cedric's eyes had once appeared in him.
At this moment, maybe Cedric, maybe Batman, made a promise to Bruce - "I can spare Hermione before I kill you." …… The panic at Hogwarts did not last long, because something even more horrifying happened that afternoon. A corpse appeared in a secluded corner and was discovered by a house-elf. Professor McGonagall arrived first, and now she has to do everything in the school herself. The body had been mangled beyond recognition, especially the face, which was a bloody mess from being smashed by rocks. Professor McGonagall suppressed her nausea and tried to identify him for a long time, and finally used magic to restore his appearance. "It's Sirius." Professor McGonagall felt a little relieved that he was not a student or faculty member, but just a fugitive from Azkaban. She didn't know Sirius' innocence and thought he was still Voldemort's most loyal servant. "fair enough." Professor McGonagall said, "At least there is one less potential danger in the school." Soon, the news of Sirius's execution spread to every corner of Hogwarts. An owl brings Bruce news of the scene. "Sirius's death this time was by stoning." Katum said, "I didn't tell you the details of how Harry died last time. In fact, Harry died in great pain. His death was an ancient Viking punishment. "It was very bloody and painful. I won't tell you the details." Bruce's face was gloomy. He knew why Cedric insisted on using this method. Using the method of execution can make Cedric comfort himself in his heart that he is not a murderer, but an executioner. Bruce wanted to use an adjective to describe Cedric's current state of mind. But after thinking for a long time, I still couldn't come up with a suitable word. "I guess you want to say twisted?" Katum asked, "You want to kill someone, but you don't want to admit it. You want to be both a good person and a bad person?" "Do not." Bruce shook his head and said, "I think pervert is more appropriate." …… As expected, the gong sounded in the castle, and the third banquet was about to begin. In fact, Bruce observed the reactions of people around him.
It seemed that after the first gong sound, the next two were inaudible to all except the members of the party. "Is it because of the brand?" Bruce realized this, but how did he hear it? "You have never explained to me clearly what this symbol means." Bruce mentioned the mark again to Katoom, which had an owl on it. Katum always said that this owl had nothing to do with him, but he never said why. But this time, Katum answered the question directly - "The Owl of Minerva takes flight at dusk." He didn't keep the secret any longer, "This symbolizes reflection at the end of the curtain. The city of Athens originally made this kind of coin to pay tribute to their goddess Athena. “But in fact, this style of coin has its origins in an even more ancient past. "This is the soul coin for crossing the Styx, and it is the fare paid to the ferryman Charon. "One life for another, that's what it means. "If you kill a person, you can take his soul coin and gain a new life." After that, Katum explained a few more words. "I just found this out, I didn't know it before." Soul Coin? Bruce asked back, "What does this have to do with the gong sound?" Katum explained: "Because there is no gong at all, the sound you hear is the sound of the soul coin being struck, but the coin being struck is ridiculously large." Absurdly large soul coins. "Whose soul is it?" Bruce asked. "I do not know either." The owl thought about it and finally expressed a concern in his heart. “In fact, the Owl coin is not the earliest style of soul coin, because it is a silver coin. “And the truly higher-level soul coins come from an earlier source. "That kind of coin is called-- "Amber gold coin!" Embergold... Embergold... At this moment, Bruce suddenly realized that the soul gold coin is the fifth metal!
"Okay, let's wait until the third War God Banquet to discuss everything. I have a feeling this will be the last banquet." "I had a hunch, too." Bruce said, "Looking at Cedric's performance before, he has already won." The good guys have already lost. Bruce now wants to see what irreversible things will happen when the representative of the God of War wins at this banquet. …… When I saw Hermione again, her condition was suddenly completely different from before. "I heard Sirius died." Hermione stood by the window, staring at the sky outside. “At the banquet earlier, no one voted, and for a moment I thought that no one wanted to hurt others. “But after the banquet, deaths occurred one after another. “No matter how much I don’t want to admit it, I have to face this fact. “Among those who didn’t vote with me, there was the murderer who killed Harry! “Some of us have gone crazy!” Hermione looked, though still frightened, not as lost as before. She has realized that as a Gryffindor, she must face it all bravely. Even if she has to doubt her classmates and friends! “We were wrong not to vote before!” Hermione gritted her teeth and said, “I figured it out, voting is the only way for the good guys to win! "This time, no matter how difficult the charges are, I will cast my vote!" Bruce stood aside and remained silent. It was only then that he finally felt a sense of relief. "It's late, but it's better than never." Bruce thought to himself, "Hermione, you have grown up." That's how Hermione was supposed to be. She is not a delicate little girl, she has strength and means. In her fourth year, she could keep the beetle transformed by female reporter Rita Skeeter in a bottle until the end of the school year. You can also carve words on the faces of girls who betrayed Dumbledore's Army in the fifth year, and never disappear. Hermione never shows mercy. Before, she still had a bit of weakness and didn't dare to avenge Harry. Because that requires doubting your other friends.
But now, everything is different. "Let's go, Bruce." Hermione clenched her fists, held her chin high, and became the Miss Know-It-All again. As long as she accepts her own weakness, she will be invincible. …… It was almost midnight when Hermione arrived at the Great Hall. Everyone has arrived. Hermione sat down with the owl in her arms, just like Fred before, her eyes lingering on everyone. Guessing who the murderer is. "It can't be Professor Snape. He attacked Ares and almost couldn't come back." Hermione analyzed, "So Fred couldn't have been the one who saved Professor Snape." Unless this is a double act between two bad guys, but this clearly exceeds the rules of the banquet. "That further excludes the two dead, Harry and Sirius, and me, leaving only four people." Hermione looked up, at the other people at the party. Cedric, Neville, Malfoy, and the dead Peter Pettigrew. Among these four people, three of them participated in the murder of Harry and Sirius! "Neville... there won't be you..." Hermione looked at the shivering boy next to her, leaning against Malfoy. She really didn't want to doubt Neville! "No matter what, I have to cast my vote today, and I have to convince others to vote with me!" Hermione calculated in her mind, "Fred and I have two votes. In the worst-case scenario, the bad guys have three votes. So, the leader's half vote is crucial!" She glanced at Professor Snape. A day passed, and the other party still hadn't come out of his previous state. He still stayed in a daze for a long time, occasionally regaining consciousness and being able to talk to the people around him. Then continue to be in a daze. Although it is not known what he has been through, it is clear that he is no longer able to vote. "So I have to find the last good guy and get the leader's half vote to have a chance of winning!" The situation is now very critical. Hermione was ready to listen carefully to everyone's speeches later. Her speech must also be able to move people! However, just when Hermione was full of confidence, Katum sighed in his heart.
It's too late now, the good guys are doomed to lose. "Hello, everyone." Ares appeared at the guest of honor seat and greeted everyone at the long table. "After the last banquet, we lost another member, Sirius. He left us peacefully." Ares said, "The party has moved forward once again. Now, everyone can start the discussion." Hermione immediately sat up straight, ready to listen to everyone's speech. Just then, Fred sighed and spoke first. "I have something to tell you." He looked at the remaining people on the field, and there was no joy in his expression. Just despair and exhaustion. "I am the protector of the eagle." The first sentence he said directly contained enough information to attract everyone's attention. But Fred didn't care about that. He just said what he had to say almost numbly. “The first time I used the power of the Patronus, I checked the identity of Peter Pettigrew. He was a bad guy, no doubt about it. “But after the second party started, I just couldn’t be happy. Everyone knows the reason. Peter Pettigrew died and I wasted an opportunity. “Then the second time I used my ability, I checked Cedric. "He's a bad guy." "So, it was Cedric who killed Harry, and it was he who killed Sirius." After saying this, Fred turned his head and looked at Cedric who was sitting next to him. "Can I ask you a question?" Fred’s eyes were filled with sadness, “I’ve known you for almost five years, and you shouldn’t be this kind of person! "Can you tell me how you were able to do this?" Facing Fred's questioning, Cedric did not show any panic, he just shook his head. "I can not understand what you say." He said, “I am the protector of the Eagle, and I also checked Peter Pettigrew’s identity the first time. “He’s a bad guy, the second time I checked Hermione’s identity, she’s a good guy. "And as for you, Fred, are you finally done with the act?" Two protectors, this was to be expected. Hermione didn't hesitate at all. Even though Cedric said she was a good person, she was 100% sure at this moment that it was Cedric who killed Harry! "Oh it's you!"
Hermione gritted her teeth and stared at Cedric with a gloomy look. Harry's revenge must be avenged! But on the other side, Fred, who had become the focus, had a calm expression. As calm as death. He looked at Cedric and whispered, "Is it interesting?" Hearing this, Cedric suddenly showed a brilliant smile on his face. "It's really meaningless." He smiled and said, “Look, Hermione, the good person I believed in, is now looking at me with hatred. There is no point in me continuing to play the role. "Well, Fred, I have to admit, you got me!" He admitted it! Hermione could hardly suppress her excitement, and a feeling of pleasure of revenge for her friend surged in her heart. "Fred..." "Hermione!" Before she could say anything, Fred interrupted her. He looked at Hermione, a bitter smile on his lips, a feeling of despair, as if he was saying goodbye before death. "We've already lost." Fred said, "I always wanted to protect you brothers and sisters, but I'm sorry, I didn't do it." Lost? Hermione stammered, "Fred, what are you talking about? "We still have a chance. This time we get rid of Cedric. Then there will be only one bad guy left. We can win!" Fred shouted back, "You can't win!" He said: "Hermione, I don't know if you will believe it or not, but my intuition has always been very strong. I thought Peter Pettigrew was a bad guy, and he turned out to be a bad guy. I thought Cedric was a bad guy, and he turned out to be a bad guy. "Now, Hermione, I'm going to tell you something despairing." Suddenly, he stretched out a finger and pointed at Neville and Malfoy who were hugging each other beside Hermione. "I now think that both of them are bad people." For a moment Hermione didn't understand what Fred was saying. Did he realize that he mentioned four bad guys in total? "This is not a game, Hermione." Fred said to Hermione, “When school started, I felt that some strange changes had taken place in the people around me who were familiar to me. “For example, Cedric, sometimes he is very familiar to me, and sometimes he is very strange to me. “And Neville, from the beginning of the party, although he has been acting very scared, I feel that his fear is not from the heart.
"Neville's acting skills are not even a little bit bad." Hermione turned her head sharply to look at Neville and found that Neville was also looking at her. Only then did Hermione realize that what Fred said did make some sense. Hermione was already very familiar with Neville, and she knew exactly what he looked like when he was truly frightened. You will faint immediately. But now, although Neville looked a little frightened, his body was just trembling, which was a bit like a poor acting with too much effort. "Neville..." Hermione stammered, "Were you also one of the people who killed Harry?" "I, I, I..." Neville seemed to want to explain something, but when the words came to his lips, no words came out. Hermione's heart sank to the bottom. Impossible... Impossible... She thought of her first meeting with Neville, the boy who almost cried because he couldn't find his toad. He would actually kill someone? The people he killed were his classmates and friends! "I do not believe……" Hermione murmured, as if to comfort herself who had completely despaired. "Malfoy, yes, Malfoy!" She suddenly woke up and turned to look at Fred, "It can't be Malfoy? He... is usually very bad!" "And Malfoy, of course." Fred sighed and said, "But Malfoy's problem is not the same as Neville's, but the same as Cedric's. "Sometimes I feel like he's Malfoy, and sometimes I feel like he's not, it's hard to tell. "At least now, he is not!" Hermione was completely confused. What is Malfoy and what is not Malfoy? Doesn't Fred find this confusing? At this moment, when Hermione was completely confused, Katoom already understood everything. He began to feel a little annoyed. Yes, how could I ignore such an important person? Lupin, Sirius, and Cedric, now that they have all awakened the memories of their DC counterparts. It is impossible that the other person has not awakened! There is clearly another DC equivalent inside Hogwarts Castle! That's Malfoy!
The owl looked at the draggy guy. Maybe because this guy was too annoying, Katum never paid any attention to him. Malfoy's counterpart comes from the Flash universe. He is the roommate of the Flash Barry Allen, a British aristocrat and a forensic doctor named Julian Albert. But in addition to this, he has another identity. That's the villain who calls himself 'Alchemist'! "Sure enough..." Owl muttered. At this point, Fred had made it very clear. The original bad guys were Cedric and Neville, but there was something wrong with Malfoy and he might not vote with the good guys. There were only three good guys left: Fred, Hermione and Snape. But Snape no longer had the ability to vote. No matter how you count them, there aren't enough votes. They did lose. "no no……" Hermione kept shaking her head, trying to deny it all. She was clearly prepared, but reality did not give her any chance to act. Ares watched everything that happened at the long table with a smile on his face. "Hermione, run." Fred forced a smile on his face, a comforting smile, telling Hermione not to be nervous. Then, a bloody hand pierced through his chest. The worst ending has begun. (End of this chapter)