Chapter 104: The So-Called Original Intention
George Weasley looked at Hermione Granger with approval. As expected of a clever Granger.
"Using methods within the rules doesn't count as cheating," George said calmly. "Games between wizards are displays of wisdom and power—and that includes wealth."
He paused, then continued:
"Fairness is not something that exists naturally in all situations. In some cases, fairness and justice can be abandoned—or even prohibited. If necessary, the rules themselves would forbid tools or restrict those with greater magical power."
"Since the rules encourage wizards to display their strength and intelligence, then we can use Hawk-Eye too—just like Slytherin uses the Nimbus 2001!" Hermione said excitedly, clapping her hands. Even if George wouldn't join Ravenclaw, as long as Harry mastered Hawk-Eye, he still had a strong chance of winning.
"Then George, teach Harry how to use Hawk-Eye without a wand!" Ron Weasley said eagerly.
But Harry Potter lowered his head and said nothing.
He knew George was right—but he still felt uneasy. Even if Draco Malfoy had followed the rules in buying seven Nimbus 2001s, using Hawk-Eye still felt like it would strip the match of its meaning.
George observed Harry quietly, then asked gently,"Harry, do you think this is unfair?"
Harry didn't know how to answer.
Was it unfair? Not really. But was fairness even something that mattered?
Harry wasn't naive. What fairness had he ever known? He had lost his parents as a baby—was that fair? He had spent eleven years living under abuse and neglect—was that fair? The scar on his forehead was proof of a tragedy inflicted before he could even understand the world.
And yet… he wasn't angry about Quidditch.
He loved flying—the freedom of soaring through the air, like a fish returning to the sea or a bird to the sky. For him, Quidditch wasn't about winning or losing. It was about joy, freedom, and friendship.
Even if Malfoy had seven Nimbus 2001s, he could never experience that same joy.
And if Harry relied on Hawk-Eye to win effortlessly, he might lose that joy himself.
George continued:
"Using methods within the rules doesn't make them wrong—but it doesn't make them right either. Just like Malfoy buying seven Nimbus 2001s—it's allowed, but it makes others uncomfortable."
"That's it…" Harry's eyes lit up. He didn't care about winning anymore—he cared about what George was saying.
Winning is still winning, regardless of the method. But winning doesn't equal righteousness, nor does it mean it's justified. Likewise, losing doesn't mean failure of character.
George went on:
"Using Hawk-Eye is the same. It's allowed, and it's not wrong—but it will make others uncomfortable. So I won't directly teach it to you."
He paused, then added with a faint smile:
"But Quidditch is still a display of wisdom and power. Since you came to me for help, I'll give you the notes on Hawk-Eye. And if other houses had the same foundation, I'd give it to them too."
"It may not be perfectly fair—but I like it this way."
He smiled again.
"You could even use Hawk-Eye against Slytherin—and then compete normally with the other teams."
Was there ever a perfect solution? Probably not.
What mattered was this: don't destroy your future for the sake of false morality—and don't abuse power by lowering all your boundaries.
"I like this approach too," Harry said with a smile.
"That's a great decision!" Hermione said excitedly, jumping up. Things weren't as hopeless as she had first thought.
Sometimes, there are more than just two choices. What seemed like a dilemma between defeat and cheating turned out to have a wiser path—one that brought deeper understanding and more options.
Following the rules doesn't mean cheating, and it doesn't mean you must feel conflicted.
Treat kindness with kindness—and evil with resistance.
To harm the good is a grave sin. To repay good with evil is another. Doing good is virtue—but eliminating evil is an even greater virtue.
What's truly frightening isn't that evil people are arrogant—but that they can cleanse themselves and walk away unscathed, while goodness is held to impossible standards.
People are often harsh on kindness—but tolerant of evil. After all, kindness offends no one, while evil fears no one.
Ron scratched his head, still a bit confused. He didn't think as deeply as Hermione, but he knew the problem was basically solved.
"So the only question now is—can Harry learn to use Hawk-Eye on a broom before the match?"
"Is that even possible?" Harry asked. He was no longer struggling with the moral dilemma—but flying high in the air while using such a spell didn't sound easy.
Hermione looked Harry up and down, then glanced at George."I'm not so sure…"
"Hey!" Harry protested, slightly annoyed. "Why are you comparing me to him?"
"Other than height and looks, you don't really compare to George at all," Hermione said bluntly, spreading her hands.
"Oh really?" Harry grinned, pinching her cheek.
Hermione laughed and ran off. With the problem that had troubled them for days finally resolved, the mood lightened—and the two began chasing each other playfully.
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