A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 659 Strength and Memory

"Happy birthday, Ron." The next day, Harry got up yawning, subconsciously closed his mouth halfway through the yawn, and vigilantly felt the mandrake blade in his mouth with his tongue.

He looked around the dormitory. Seamus and Dean had already gone out, and Neville was not there. He was feeling strange, but then he remembered that Neville was going to Professor McGonagall's office this morning to receive guidance from Animagus.

"Happy, happy." At this moment, Ron said in a daze, and when he put his foot on the ground, he stepped on a small pile of packages.He woke up instantly, "Gift!" Ron roared loudly, and began to unwrap the present without even changing his pajamas.

Harry tossed a colorfully wrapped box onto his bed, "Your gift," and started changing.

It took him only 2 minutes to take off his pajamas and put on his robe. After finishing all this, he glanced at his watch and heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there was time.

"Where are you going - hey, thanks, Harry, what a great gift," said Ron, waving the Quidditch Keeper Dragonskin Glove Harry had given him, sitting on the ground with a pile of packages strewn about paper, and said happily: "This year is really a bumper harvest. All the gifts I received have reached a new level. I really hope that I will be an adult again next year——Where are you going?"

He asked again, and this time he finally averted his eyes from a heavy gold watch.

"I have an appointment with Professor Bagshot," Harry muttered.

"Oh, what a disappointment, I still want to go to Hogsmeade with you," said Ron, "If Fred and George had any conscience, they would consider giving him a discount on the day his brother came of age..." He Counting the presents again, he said dissatisfiedly: "Maybe I was thinking too much, they didn't even send presents."

"Maybe they're going to hand it to you," Harry reminded.

Ron thought about it, and became happy again, "You're right... But, it's best not to get your hopes up too much, they've been quite busy recently, I guess they just deposited a box of big dung eggs at the Hogsmeade branch. "

Harry and Ron parted at the gate of the castle, "I'll bring you Honeydukes candy." Ron said, walking towards Filch, Harry walked down the stone steps, all the way to the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Grindelwald was already there.

They walked slowly on the grass, the soft sunlight shone on the treetops, and the air was mixed with damp water vapor and fresh green grass. Harry saw the Whomping Willow from a distance, and it looked harmless to humans and animals. , swaying gently in the breeze.

"Harry," Grindelwald said, "you have learned a few spells, but I find that you are far from showing your true power."

"I'm sorry," said Harry with some unease, "I'm not very proficient yet..."

"It's not for this reason." Grindelwald whispered: "Although I talk about the theory and models of spells in class, it is to take care of the progress of ordinary people and take care of... those mediocre students."

Harry looked at him in surprise.

"People are different. Most of the people you see—if there are no accidents—have been doing nothing all their lives. Their greatest use is to continue the magic."

Grindelwald walked forward slowly, and Harry followed, saying, "Sir, I disagree with that." Grindelwald glanced at him, "Then tell me what you think."

"Uh—" said Harry, "wouldn't it be nice to just do nothing and be safe, I like that kind of life, and I think judging a person's worth by their magical abilities is too, too..."

"Utility?" Grindelwald asked with interest.

"A little bit." Harry said honestly, he felt that Professor Bagshot must have been influenced by the thoughts of the dark wizard Grindelwald, and he saw a similar description in the travel notes he found in the library.

"I think—well, there's no need to divide people into uses. Like my friend Ron's family, Mr. Weasley works in the Ministry of Magic. He's recently preparing for the new Muggle protection law. I think this matter Makes sense, but not much to do with magic, does it? And Mrs Weasley, she's a housewife, a nice person, takes care of the whole family..."

"Their eldest son, Bill, used to work as a spellbreaker at Gringotts, but he applied for a job in an office because of the war. I think his personality must change to a cooler job, oh, not now... …his girlfriend is there too; the second son, Charlie, keeps dragons in Romania, and the third son, Percy, works for the Ministry of Magic like Mr. Weasley, but I guess his job consists of writing reports all day..."

"The only ones who continue to study magic after graduation are Fred and George. They opened a magic trick workshop and pondered all kinds of prank props all day; Ron dreamed of becoming an Auror, and Ginny was too young, but I Think she has the potential to be a professional Quidditch player..."

Harry snapped his fingers and listed the members of the Weasley family one by one.

"If you think about it, most of them will be classified as useless, but I don't think they care about this evaluation at all, they just need to live their lives."

Harry spoke in one breath, and took a few breaths. Professor Bagshot didn't speak for a long time, which made Harry wonder if his tone was too blunt and intense. He didn't dare to look into the professor's eyes, and lowered his head to stare at the Grass.

"I'm so envious of their family, Harry." Grindelwald said, and then he changed the subject, "I just have a question, when that Voldemort is raging, your dear Weasley family will also be safe Do you want to live your little life without worry?"

"Think about it, what would it be like without Dumbledore, and without Felix Hemp? Oh, if I remember correctly, the Weasleys are pure blood, and if they show obedience to Voldemort, Should be able to live well..."

"They won't accept Voldemort's evil rule!" Harry retorted loudly.

"Then they're dead." Grindelwald said flatly, "It's as fragile as this little grass." He walked up to Harry and crushed the plant Harry was staring at under his feet. There was a burst of anger, but he suddenly thought of something...

It was the scene of him practicing the Patronus Charm in Professor Happer's office.In order to inspire the will to fight, he entered the illusion arranged by the professor. In the illusion, he saw many terrible things, everyone fell down, and Voldemort won. It was that time that he inspired the extremely powerful Patronus .

"If you don't want your fate to be at the mercy of others, you must have strong strength. Like Haipu, there are not many people in this world who can threaten him. If he is cold enough, he will not even have the last weakness." There was a strange light in Grindelwald's eyes, "I'm curious."

"But the war is over, Voldemort is imprisoned—"

Harry quickly stopped talking, not letting himself tell Voldemort's secret in classroom seven.But Professor Bagshot didn't seem to notice his slip of the tongue, and continued in a flat tone: "There will always be conflicts, can you guarantee that there won't be a terrible dark wizard among your classmates? And, don't underestimate the goodness of Muggles." If you look at their history, you will find that it is a history of war."

"There won't be a war," said Harry eagerly, drawing out what Sirius had told him earlier, "the Ministry of Magic has found a way, and the Minister for Magic and the Muggle Prime Minister are in constant contact as long as—"

"What about the influence of the people?"

"—both sides can, uh, what?" Harry asked a little dazedly.

"You ignore the influence of the people on the Muggle government. I understand the behavior of those politicians. They may deceive, incite, and induce the public, but they will never put themselves on the opposite side of them. If there are a considerable number of Muggles Against wizards, there is absolutely no shortage of despicable politicians who have no position to speak for them. Even under the design of someone with a heart, only a small spark is needed... Peng, your so-called peace instantly disappeared." Grindelwald was cold "It's all too easy, and it's bound to happen," he stated.

Harry was dumbfounded. They had discussed the topic of Muggles and wizards before, but they had never been so straightforward as today, even mixed with blood.He swallowed, only to find that he seemed to have lost his vocal organs.

"Wizards are truly peace-loving groups. For thousands of years, we have been able to keep our own place without strict order. We have mastered powerful abilities but do not abuse them. On the other hand, Muggles, their civilization was born in war, but it is absurd The bad thing is... wizards back down when they should have established order, because there are always ignorant Muggles who will hurt our children when we are not paying attention... which makes Muggles arrogant to think that they are the land. Master. The wizard has become a different kind instead."

"Professor Hemp is here..." said Harry hoarsely.

"Do you think he can succeed?" Grindelwald glanced at him calmly, and Harry was frightened. He was afraid that the professor would say something terrible again, but Professor Bagshot just said lightly: "Maybe, so you plan to Pinning your hopes on someone else, shutting the door and pretending everything is okay? Sounds good, I remember that Potions master did that." He was referring to Slughorn.

Harry's face was hot, a little ashamed, but more mixed with fear.

Because he knew that even Professor Haip was not sure, so theoretically what Professor Bagshot said was entirely possible. At this moment, he thought of the Dursleys and Uncle Vernon. Seriously, would he allow the wizard to come into his life above board?

Harry knew the answer without any hesitation at all, thinking about Uncle Vernon's attitude towards homeless people on the street, his attitude towards himself... He would definitely blow up the government hotline.

How many people like him are there?If they get together, protests will follow. Will things be as Professor Bagshot expected, some government officials will take the lead in compromising, and the situation will go to an unknown...Harry recalled the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class. The Muggles paraded, and those cold eyes fell on him again as if across time.

Harry's expression was heavy, his limbs seemed to be filled with lead, and he followed behind the professor in a daze.No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't think of a good solution. At this moment, he suddenly found that Professor Bagshot stopped and said, "We are here."

Harry looked around blankly. They were standing in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, surrounded by tall trees, but it was only March, and the branches and leaves were not considered lush. He could see the sky above his head through the sparse leaves.

"Remember the magic I taught you, try it." Grindelwald said calmly, as if the previous conversations had never happened.

Harry flicked his wand wildly, and the spell hit a tree, causing the huge trunk to shake.Even he felt awkward, "Oh, I'm sorry, try again." Trying to calm down, he swung his wand a second time, and the powerful spell snapped the thick tree trunk in two.

Harry looked at Professor Bagshot with some satisfaction.The professor's previous words still worked, and Harry still hadn't come up with a perfect solution, but he felt that if things really went in the worst direction, he would never stand by and hide.

What's more, Harry thought that he might be an Auror at that time, with his relatives and everything he valued standing behind him, and he couldn't retreat.

"Not enough," Grindelwald was dissatisfied, and said loudly, "You can do better."

"I did my best," said Harry.

"Do you think I'm playing house with you?" Grindelwald reprimanded, "Why don't I go to that little Muggle-born girl, she is much better than you in class."

"I wonder about that, too," said Harry stiffly.

"If you don't have potential, I won't waste time at all. Few people in the whole school can surpass you, and you have to count the professors. Your biggest problem is that you never think about what you can do! Magic is not rigid You bastard, you are restricting your power."

"I do not have--"

"Then show your real strength, or go back and pray that bad luck will not befall you, and pray like a coward that you can be spared by the big shots—"

The forest suddenly exploded.The huge impact smashed hundreds of giant trees into pieces, like a big explosion.The space within a radius of two to three hundred feet was razed to the ground, and the trees farther away were toppled, as if they had experienced a violent typhoon.

Broken logs and branches fell one after another, and Harry's eyes widened, he couldn't believe he did it.

"Look, Harry! Look!" Grindelwald said loudly, his eyes flicking across the vast ruins in front of him, "This is your real ability."

……

In the evening, Harry showed up in the headmaster's office.

"Harry, you're here." Dumbledore said mildly as usual. Harry noticed the pensieve on the table, and the silver substance inside was spinning rapidly. He guessed that the headmaster might have just used it.

Dumbledore held his wand to his forehead, pulled out a new memory, put it in the Pensieve, and tried to grab Harry's hand.

"We've got to pick up the pace, there's a lot to do today."

Harry ducked.He looked down at Dumbledore and gazed at the Pensieve.

"But, sir, I don't know the point of doing this. I know it's troublesome to deal with the soul fragments in my head, but I can't figure it out——if you can't even do magic, what's the use of looking at what has happened Woolen cloth?"

A moment of silence.

"Ah, Harry." Dumbledore said in a slightly distressed tone: "It seems that I must disclose some information, so that what we are doing now is more valuable to you... In short, I hope you have the ability to distinguish right from wrong, and the courage to make the right choice at critical moments."

Harry sat there staring blankly, feeling insulted, what image did he have in Dumbledore's mind?
"Don't get me wrong, Harry." Dumbledore said, "You are one of the closest, even unique, saint-like people I have ever met. Since I have met too many students in my long life, so This assessment is actually quite convincing.”

Harry was a little fidgety, his face was hot, he didn't expect to hear such a straightforward and enthusiastic compliment from Dumbledore, especially since he lost his temper just now, he wanted to make his expression look softer.

"Of course, I'm not saying that you don't have shortcomings and troubles. In my opinion, this is a good thing. It shows that you are still a normal person, and you have not become arrogant because of your fame or your ability to surpass your peers. Right now Because of this, I have higher requirements for you, and I will not treat you as an ordinary student. For example—”

Dumbledore held up a finger.

"When you were learning magic with Professor Bagshot, did you feel even a little bit intimidated by your abilities?"

Harry was a little dazed, thinking that in the morning, he had easily destroyed a small piece of the Forbidden Forest under the guidance of Professor Bagshot.He really felt unbelievable and a little terrified, and even once wondered if he was possessed by Voldemort.

"I—you know, sir?"

"Yes, I know." Dumbledore said quietly.

"That's your own ability," he seemed to see Harry's thoughts, and said, "Professor Bagshot must have comforted you, although I don't know what reason he used, but his ideas may not be suitable. you."

"Not necessarily for me?" Harry murmured again.

"Only you can find the answer to your question, Harry." Dumbledore said solemnly: "I can't help you on this point, I can only borrow Alastor's mantra: Watch out, Harry. Mindless Force can easily turn violent."

Harry had a flash of inspiration.

"So you let me look at those memories because you want me to control my own power?"

"We can discuss this question later. In fact, I hope you pay more attention to the choices of different people in your memory, especially the situation they faced at the time. It would be even better if you can generate some useful thinking." Dumbledore said: "The reason why I use my memory-forgive my arrogance is because I have seen too many joys and sorrows of men and women."

Seeing Harry lost in thought, Dumbledore said cheerfully, "Then—let's get into today's lesson."

He stood up and bowed slightly, as if preparing to go to a gorgeous banquet.

"I will be honored to share with you what I saw in my student days. You will find them a bit trivial, because there is more than one person involved. Some of them still keep in touch with me. Maybe you have heard a name or two. !"

"Let's start the adventure!"

(End of this chapter)