When Brandi was a child, she once heard such an interesting story from Shirley's mother. Here's what it looks like:

A madman tied five innocent people to the tram tracks. An out-of-control tram was coming towards them and was about to run over them in a few moments. Luckily, you can pull a lever and let the tram go to another track. But there's another problem, that madman also tied up a person on that other track. So considering the above situation, should you pull the lever?

For Brandy, who was still very young at the time and had never experienced any warmth and coldness in the world, such a 'tram problem' was undoubtedly a harp for the cow. I only remember that he was very natural at the time, and he also very justifiably simplified the problem into simple arithmetic - "Of course, I chose to pull the lever, and I can survive four more people!" ”

"But what if the people on the other track are your relatives~ such as me, or your father?" Shirley asked with a smile.

Brandi stopped talking, for him, Mom and Dad and he were the center of his little world, and no matter which one of them was lost, it was a must not happen; But he couldn't accept the death of those five innocent people - he didn't want to think about these complex and difficult things that only existed in the story, and he didn't want to worry about them.

So he will be cheating, angry, and coquettish with a hippie smile. And every time he will succeed in passing the cuteness.

But when he grew up and really faced the same problem, Brandi could no longer use the childish methods of his childhood to continue to escape.

Yes, isn't the current situation just a variant of the tram problem for him? One track is Padma (unbeknownst to the Petyrs) and the rest of the Patill family. And the rotten roots of Brahmins and the dregs of the tradition of 'Shiva approval' are like a roaring tram that is about to enter that fork......

Not only that, but the Brahmins have also been revealed to be trying to change the tram tracks. Today's tie rods and tracks are still crowded with murderous 'janitors'. This means that Brandi's previous attempt to replace Padma with Polyjuice Potion, and his ability to escape from the top of the Holy Mountain after confronting the Nine Infants for a while is completely unworkable

- Knowing that someone would interfere with their sacred rituals, they would naturally keep an eye on the top of the mountain until there was no movement on it, and they would leave satisfied. If anything strange came into their sight, they would naturally assume that the sacrifice had been sabotaged by outsiders from England, and would attack the Petyle, Hogwarts, and even the British Ministry of Magic.

In this way, Mrs. Patil used the cruelest and most sad words to bring out the uneasiness and fear that Brandi had been trying to hide in her heart.

Now, it's time for Brandi to make a final decision.

……………

"Padma loves her sister very much."

After a long time, Brandi spoke with difficulty, his fists clenched, his nails digging deep into his flesh.

"One night she said this to me herself, saying, 'Anyone who hurts my sister will die, even if it is the god Brahma, I will kill you.'" To be able to get a brahmin of strong faith to say such a deviant from the faith is enough to say a lot. ”

There was silence in the hallway. Harry and Ron looked at him in amazement, wondering why he had suddenly started saying such irrelevant things at this moment.

"And her sister loves her just as much, more than anyone else." Brandi continued, "When she was in first grade and learned that she was going to face the danger under the trapdoor, her first instinct was to write a suicide note to Padma, and she wanted nothing more than to show her most sincere feelings and dependence to her sister, who always knocked her on the head with all sorts of things. ”

"Then you shouldn't have stopped her, Mr. Barton!" Mrs. Patil let out a loud sob, and she said in pain.

"I can understand your thoughts, Lady Petyer. If you sacrifice one of them, you can save another or more equally important life, and I think most people in this world would make the same decision as you. ”

For the first time, Madame Petier's gloomy face showed a look of excitement.

But the people who have made such painful choices, who have been able to stand on the moral and utilitarian high ground and give up their struggles with tears in their eyes, they are sad, they are sad, they think that it will be a great dedication - from the beginning to the end, who really cares about the thoughts of the victim! Is she so willing to leave without a trace of regret! ”

Brandi's voice jerked up, annoyed, depressed, unwilling...... Too many emotions suddenly burst out at this moment, startling everyone.

"Whether it's Padma, who is taciturn and cherishes words like gold, or Parvati, who sells cuteness all day long and is full of stupidity, they are all working very hard to live!"

Anger boiled in his chest, and his flat wand trembled violently. The hot blood seemed to rush into Brandy's brain at once, and he couldn't think, only an indescribable irritability forced him to instinctively vent the resentment he had accumulated over the course of the day.

"What reason do you have to selfishly take their lives like this? Is it for the sake of justice? For the sake of giving? In order to save more people, do you have to do it! Yes, Parvati will choose to die for Padma and vice versa, but instead of sacrificing, the ending of being able to hug each other and live together as before is what they really desire! Since everyone doesn't want to leave sadness and regret, then let me be desperate to change it! ”

"Whoever tries to stop us will be defeated with his own hands, and if he tries to hurt us, he will be knocked down with his own hands! Which of your gods has a choice in the lives of the sisters—"

The voice stopped abruptly, and Brandy's face suddenly took on an eerie expression that was somewhere between sudden and surprised.

"Oh, I see......" he said to himself, then repeated it aloud. This time, the voice of excitement echoed through the hallway. "I know what to do! What, isn't that simple? You can't pull the 'levers', you can't alarm the 'guards', you can't get off the 'tracks'—so just let it 'derail'! ”

Brandi laughed heartily, laughing loudly, and then vaguely caught a glimpse of Dumbledore's old, kind face in his blurred vision.

(Professor, I think that's what you've been looking forward to—what you want me to do is make everyone smile and go home, that third option?)

When the sun rises, everyone can happily gather around the long table for breakfast, which is what we are here for......

After a brief moment of shock and bewilderment, Mrs. Patil's expression became complicated.

"Looks like you still haven't figured it out." She spoke slowly, as if it took a lot of effort to spit out each syllable. "No one has the audacity to challenge the dignity of the entire Brahmin, not even Dumbledore or the mysterious man of the day. Do you want to say that you little ones are stronger and better than them! ”

"Then wait and see, Lady Petill." After thinking of the answer, Brandi seemed to be completely determined. "I know what to do, this time, we will definitely pull her out of the abyss completely!"

"Well, you'd better worry about yourself, Mr. Barton."

As if thinking that the question and answer were useless, Mrs. Patil decided not to entangle with Brandi any longer, and snapped her fingers. The black cats hovering at their feet meowed, and leaned in towards them with light steps.

"Catch them!"

………………

What is there to be afraid of a few black cats?

That was of course what Brandi had in mind before, and now, he just wanted to slap himself in the face a few times.

Damn, what the hell is this!

At first, Brandi didn't take the few cats who exuded a weak aura all over his body. There were even some who wanted to laugh at Harry and Ron, who had inadvertently stood on end, but when he symbolically threw a rope spell to entangle the cute little creatures into balls of thread, things began to gallop in unexpected directions.

The black cats, who were tied up strongly, easily broke free from the rope bondage...... Yes, this is a good proof that cats are actually a liquid! And not only that, but their bodies actually rose against the storm and completed some kind of 'super-evolution' in a matter of moments. Transformed into a panther the size of a large dog, several pairs of huge blue eyes locked on them with hostility - Brandi couldn't believe his eyes, it seemed as comical as jumping straight from infancy to full-fledged body.

This thing is Madago!

"Well, now I can see how we lost." Ron and Harry, who were also dumbfounded, said weakly, "Hell, we were really knocked down by a couple of black cats." ”

"Don't panic," said that, Brandi couldn't help but take a step back at the sight of so many bulb-like eyes. "It's just a few magical creatures that are good at hiding themselves, and if the rope binding spell can't bind them, then just knock them out one by one—"

As he spoke, he raised his wand.

"Don't!" Harry and Ron shouted in unison. But compared to Brandy's well-pronounced stun spell, they were still a step too late. The red spell hit the front madago accurately, sending it flying several meters away - a cloud of smoke.

What the? Can it still be blown up directly?

Brandi was a little confused at first, but he soon couldn't take his eyes off it. The smoke quickly split in two, and it became more and more solid, and it was just a breath of effort, and the two identical black panthers landed lightly on the ground...... and Brandi's big eyes on the small eye.

"What are you doing in a daze, run!"