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He was not afraid of the Eight-Eyed Spider, but he was worried about the strange and unknown existence hidden in the depths of the cave.
"Let's go back!" Elwyn whispered to Gall and Crabbe.
He tried not to think about Malfoy's fate, because it made him feel very bad. If Harry or Hermione had been dragged down by the Eight-Eyed Spider, he might not have hesitated to chase after them and save them even if he had to die.
Because they were his friends, and they were the most important people in his life.
But the other party was Malfoy, and Elwyn hesitated!
He was not a god, not as powerful as Dumbledore, and not as fearless as Harry in the final battle.
Whether he admitted it or not, he was just an ordinary person.
That's right, he was just an ordinary person with a bit more luck.
He knew the future of the world and all the people, so he could fight bravely, fight against the established future, and even have the courage to resist Lord Voldemort.
Because he knew, he worked hard to change and prevent the tragedy from happening.
But when the future was really changed by him, Elwyn began to fear again.
The moment he caught Peter, the dwarf, with his own hands, he knew that this day would come. For the past six months, he had been desperately studying magic to improve his strength. He had thought that this was the only way to fight against the changed future.
But Elwyn found that he was wrong. Just like Dumbledore had been trying to tell him, a person's strength did not lie in how much magic he had, but in his heart.
Lord Voldemort had unimaginable power, but his heart was extremely fragile. Although he was evil and cruel, he was afraid of death and tried everything to escape.
This was his ignorance, so no matter how much magic he had or how many spells he had mastered, Dumbledore would never be afraid of him.
As for himself
Elwyn took a deep breath and tried not to think about these things.
He repeatedly told himself that giving up on Malfoy and staying away from this strange cave was the wisest choice.
Yes, even so.
He turned around and went to Buckbeak, ready to go back and inform the others as soon as possible.
Many people thought that he was a genius, even worshiped and envied him, thinking that he was different.
But Elwyn himself knew that he was no different from other ordinary wizards.
"I'm begging you, save him!" Seeing Elwyn's action, Gower cried, "Only you can save him, or those spiders will …"
"We should hurry back as soon as possible. Only the professors can save Draco," Crabbe retorted. "Don't waste time here. Let's go."
"Those monsters will only take a few minutes to eat Draco," Gower said unwillingly. "We can't leave, or else —"
"What?!" Crabbe turned to Gower with undisguised ferocity. "I just want to get out of here. You're wasting your time."
"Draco …"
"As I said, we are going back to the castle to tell the others to come and save him," said Crabbe. "We can't help him if we stay here. We're just making trouble."
Hearing Krabs words, Gower was silent.
He looked at his companions with uncertainty, then turned to look at Elwyn expectantly, but he didn't get any response from Elwyn.
No matter how stupid he was, he knew what this meant.
After a long time, he stammered, "If Draco dies, his father and the Malfoy family will not let it go."
At the mention of Lucius Malfoy, even Crabbe was silent.
"I'm sure he'll understand us!" he murmured, raising his voice. "Besides, what can the two of us do?"
Elwyn understood what they were trying to say. They were deliberately talking about the Malfoy family.
It was both a threat and a reminder.
Once Malfoy died here, the three of them would have to be prepared to face the wrath of Lucius Malfoy.
They were Malfoy's followers and his people, so Lucius might not do anything to them. But it was hard to say for Elwyn. Lucius was likely to vent his anger on him.
It seemed that Malfoy's two followers, especially Crabbe, were not as stupid as they looked.
Elwyn was naturally not afraid of Lucius, nor worried about the revenge of the Malfoy family. This was the Hogwarts, and with Dumbledore around, he could do nothing.
Today's incident was Malfoy's own fault, and it had nothing to do with Elwyn. However, the conversation between Gower and Crabbe made Elwyn hesitate again. He finally found something wrong. He kept telling himself that giving up on Malfoy and leaving as soon as possible was the wisest choice.
Obviously, Crabbe thought the same.
Was it really a wise choice to think the same as Slytherin, who did not even have the most basic sense of brotherhood and only cared about his own safety?!
Yes, this is different. The other party is the hateful Malfoy.
An unfamiliar voice whispered in Elwyn's heart, He is not even your friend, so there is no need for you to risk your life to save him.
However, when Ivan thought about it, he felt that something was wrong. The feeling of incongruity was getting stronger and stronger. Didn't he risk his life to save Peter Pettigrew just like that?
The voice sounded again, That was only because you needed him to prove Sirius's innocence. You didn't really want to save him.
Peter has value, but Malfoy doesn't. On the contrary, he is a problem, and many things in the future will become worse because of his existence.
Perhaps it is for the best that he dies here.
"No, it's not like that!" Elwyn suddenly shouted.
Gall and Crabbe looked at him in panic, not knowing what was going on.
At this moment, Elwyn was struggling with the unfamiliar voice deep in his heart. He finally understood that the advice given by the voice seemed to be correct, but it ignored the most important point, ignored human nature, and only looked at the problem from the perspective of gain and loss.
If he did what the voice said, how different would he be from those Dark Wizards?!
Immersed in cold-blooded interests and powerful magic power, he only needed to make the wisest choice in dealing with anything that was most beneficial to him.
Elwyn could abandon Malfoy, because it was not only dangerous, but also not beneficial to him. If he wanted something, he could get it by any means possible, because he had his own reasons. If he was afraid of death, he could deprive other people of their lowly lives to make soul tools. Only in this way could he live forever.
These choices seemed wise, but they were not what Elwyn needed. He had to resist and correct these wrong ideas.
Just as this thought appeared in Elwyn's mind, the Slytherin Locket hanging on his chest suddenly flashed with a dark golden light.
The strange runes on it lit up at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, it returned to how it was before, as if nothing had happened.
However, Elwyn's chaotic will became firm again, and a strange magic was injected into his body from the inside out.
In the depths of his heart, there was a sudden crisp sound, like the sound of glass shattering, and the echoing whisper disappeared.
Elwyn supported Buckbeak with both hands, panting heavily.
Everything in front of him became clear again, and he felt his back was soaked in sweat.
He just realized that the unfamiliar voice that appeared in the depths of his heart was the existence that had been whispering to him from the beginning.
It was influencing him, hoping that Elwyn would fall.
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