Chapter 146 Ambition

"This should have been a matter of course."

His voice was as cold as an Arctic glacier floating in the ocean.

"I assume that you, Professor Dumbledore, also made me a Prefect because you recognized my excellence, and at the present, you have also made me Head Boy. But most of the others on this wagon don't seem to think so."

"My stupid brothers, who have never recognized that the best deserve the right to command, are even belittling those who are progressing and denying that I am better than them, and not just them, but many others in this school think like that."

"They reject the leadership of the best, they put their personal senses and emotions first even though we are in such a tight situation, they treat a student who just started his third year of school with great respect, but they never regard me highly, the soon-to-be head boy of the school!"

There was silence in the Headmaster's office.

The tension on McGonagall's face was gone, and she frowned; Lupin's face was as calm as it had been at the beginning; Flitwick shook his head in silence and sighed the moment the blazing Percy opened his mouth to say his first words; and Lily's gaze turned cold, and her expression looked much colder than Percy's.

Molly covered her face with both hands, and tears continue to slide down her arms from her palms; Arthur looked serious, he looked at Percy's face, as if he was looking at his son for the first time in such a strange demeanour.

Dumbledore, on the other hand, had no change in expression from start to finish, even though Percy was clearly talking to him in this image he left behind.

"I couldn't see a bit of a future, you know! There is no future in staying on this wagon!"

Percy's voice became louder, and his emotions began to flare up.

"Obviously I'm working harder and better than everyone else, yet I'm not receiving as much as I deserve! After I got the head boy badge, I was elated at first, but after I calmed down, my reason told me that this badge has nothing to bring me in the future!"

"What would I get even if I graduated from this wagon with the status of being a head boy? Is it possible to enter the Ministry of Magic with it? Or to join the Gringotts? Nothing! Nothing! I would still remain a wanted criminal! No matter how good I am, no matter how good my grades are after I graduate, I will only have one way out, just like those low-performing students-"

"To fight against an entire magical government with an organization that has no future, zero prospects, and little respect! To be a street rat in the magical world with an obvious noble bloodline!"

"Bang!"

The sound of a door closing rang out in the Headmaster's office.

Lily expressionlessly walked out of the door as soon as blazing Percy uttered these words like she didn't even want to listen to another word further down the line.

Molly had buried her face in Arthur's shoulder, her body still trembling along with her sobs, like she simply couldn't accept that her son had become like this.

"My parents, my brothers and sister, they may be willing to accept this kind of life, but I have to think a way out for my own future, Professor Dumbledore."

Percy's voice suddenly calmed down, and his change in tone conveyed that what he said next was not an impulsive decision, but one that had been well thought out.

"I don't fully agree with the theory of bloodline supremacy, but since that gentleman is fighting for the interests of pureblood wizards, why should I, as the person who gains the benefits, oppose him so much? The world is bound to change, and that gentleman's take-over of the magical world has become a major trend, and it can't be changed by someone rescuing a few students from that castle."

"I don't want to be crushed by the wheels of the times along with the faithful old folks, why should I continue to wait for my death?"

"I know Professor Slughorn is not dead at all, he can see more clearly than any of you, as I can, and has joined the right side, gaining status and position second only to that gentleman. It's a good thing, when I go there, won't we both be the same, same pure blood, same controversial past, same repentance."

He did not explicitly say what he was going to do, but these words, even if you let a first-year student come over, he/she would be able to understand the meaning.

"I will not forget what I was taught at this school, and because of that, I am not going to stay on the wagon, I am going to do something that will be more beneficial to my future."

Percy looked at everyone with cold eyes.

"Purebloods are not necessarily all superior, but I will prove to all what kind of respect my abilities would have earned me if I had been in another place! And what kind of power and status such respect would get me!"

"We'll see later, let's wait and see."

As his final words fell, in the fireplace, the human face made of green flames gradually went out and dissipated, and an inexplicable silence returned to the Headmaster's office.

Molly nearly fainted from crying in Arthur's arms, and there was sadness on Arthur's face, but it became increasingly gloomy.

"It's hard to believe- Unimaginable."

McGonagall's face was stern, she was obviously angry with Percy's last words, but she could not say more because of the presence of Arthur and Molly.

Flitwick sighed again, he lowered his head and murmured in a downcast voice.

"When children grow up, they will have their own ideas."

Lupin shook his head.

"But such ideas, I think it's better not to have them."

Arthur gently patted Molly's back, he looked up at Dumbledore, who had a calm face from start to finish, without a slight change in his expression.

"I'm sorry about Percy, Dumbledore."

Dumbledore finally reacted, he turned his gaze to Arthur and spoke.

"No need for that, Arthur, from a personal point of view, what Percy said was not wrong, there is no future in following us, what he wants, we all have no way to give him."

"But the things he wanted at the end; whether he went to get them on his own accord, or whether someone else gave them to him generously, that's still a different story."

Arthur froze, Molly also raised her watery red and swollen eyes to look at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore's gaze was deep as he spoke with a stony voice.

"Percy may indeed have had this kind of thought earlier, but it's absolutely not this extreme and radical. The powder he used to record the image, the way he left the wagon without a sound, the information that he learned about Horace not being dead, and the look of confidence that he could get more benefits for himself if he left the wagon right now."

His voice became heavy.

"Someone bewitched him while he was still in the wagon, incited him, and gave him assurances on behalf of the Ministry of Magic about his future after he left us!"

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