"Listen, Chris, you are the saviors of Hogwarts for a reason, which means you can't stop fighting. Yes, some of us are . . . gone, but there are many alive. You have to keep fighting to protect them, we have to keep fighting to protect them. I may not understand you most of the time and get angry with how you do things but as someone who understands magic and taught herself everything she could about magic, I know you are a brilliant witch. The most powerful one, if I'm being honest. You are the girl, who defeated a basilisk in her first year in Hogwarts, you perfected the most advanced potions and spells before you were even fifteen, you invented a bunch of things, you trained -- I don't know how many -- magical creatures, you control an army of Dementors, you are one of the best healers, you faced Maligno and dodged death how many times now? You are freaking Christina Norton, for heaven's sake, because of your vampire friends they retreated. So now you have two options Chris, either stay here and give up this fight or save the people who need you. Because I believe you can. Don't let their death go in vain. We have to defeat them," Hermione turned to Harry, her eyes blazing. "We are not letting them win, not when we are so close. There is just Nagini left, then it's just him. And now we even have the vampires on our side. We can still do this. We can still win."
Harry Potter and the Fortunate Queen
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