An infinite journey that begins at Hogwarts

Dumbledore raised his glasses, and the long-lost sense of freshness in his body returned. This feeling of being reborn, even as a great wizard with an unusually tough mind, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

"It's like eating chocolate-flavored beans all the time."

Dumbledore sighed.

Cedric held his forehead. Only this old bee could tell this metaphor.

However, even if I only gave him an extra 40 years of life, as long as I gave him a broader stage, this great wizard would definitely become a true legend.

"Professor, one last thing, what are you going to do with Mr. Voldemort?"

After hearing the name, both Dumbledore and Cedric fell silent.

Although the three are opposed to each other, they do not deny that they have a deep sense of identification with each other, at least on the path of magic. It can even be said that they are of the same origin, but they have taken different paths.

"Tom's idea is too extreme." Dumbledore was still unable to reconcile with Voldemort after all, because Voldemort was different from Cedric, and Dumbledore could not forgive the crimes he committed.

"Then I understand." Cedric nodded, "By the way, thank Professor McGonagall for your teaching back then. I didn't learn love and justice from you, but I learned tolerance and kindness from her."

After that, he took Enoch and disappeared into the principal's office.

Dumbledore stared in the direction where Cedric disappeared, and then said to a mural, "Please find Professor McGonagall for me."

Five minutes later, Professor McGonagall wore a large robe and led a group of college professors into the principal's office. They looked solemn and were ready to fight. Apparently, through the murals, they already knew about Cedric's visit.

Professor McGonagall's hair has turned completely gray, but she is still in good spirits.

She looked serious, "Cedric Diggory is back."

Professor McGonagall had a complicated tone regarding the student she was once most proud of.

Dumbledore waved his hand, "Minerva, things have taken a turn for the better."

"Turning point" Professor McGonagall was slightly confused.

"Although I don't agree with Mr. Cedric Diggory, he did do what none of us can do now, magically solve all the current crises."

If the person speaking was not the old wizard who had been in charge of Hogwarts for nearly a century, everyone would probably think that the person in front of them was crazy.

The current situation is so complicated that even if Merlin is reborn, there is no way to simply solve it.

Professor Snape stood out like a big bat. As the person whose strength was second only to Dumbledore, he also prepared potions for Dumbledore for a long time to suppress the side effects of his semi-dead transformation.

His tone was surprised and uncertain, "You have recovered."

Dumbledore showed his fresh palms, "Yes, I once pursued death, but after I regained my life, I realized that the value of life is always higher than death. No matter how painful it is, it is never more valuable than living. Fortunately, Mr. Cedric Diggory has just given me another forty years to think about the value of life."

The senior professors at Hogwarts in front of him were in an uproar, giving a great wizard a new forty years, and according to Dumbledore, it was as easy as a simple effort to deal with the legendary missing witch traitor.

I'm afraid only Merlin can do this.

However, judging from Cedric's age and strength when he disappeared, no one seemed particularly surprised when he reappeared in a posture comparable to Merlin.

Professor McGonagall held Dumbledore's hand excitedly and said, "Praise Merlin, Albus, that's great."

The first one to calm down was Snape, who still had a sarcastic look on his face, "How is Cedric Diggory going to solve the current problem, to eliminate all Muggles? The power is not absolute Albus, that's the point You understand better than I do."

"Yes, power is not absolute." Dumbledore nodded, "This is also the concept I have always preached. Only love and justice can last forever, but that is because we are at different levels."

Dumbledore said this and sighed slightly.

Denying his own ideas in the face of absolute power was something Dumbledore would never do before.

But the facts before him forced him to admit this.

"Man and God are different." He raised his glasses and stared at the bright moon through the skylight. "Times have changed. Maybe we need to praise Mr. Cedric Diggory in the future."

All the professors opened their mouths slightly. They really didn't understand what kind of power Cedric showed that made the old wizard's personality change drastically.

"How will Cedric solve the problem at hand?" Professor McGonagall calmed down and said.

The reason why she was able to react so quickly was not because she was more receptive, but because she had always harbored a fantasy from the bottom of her heart. Cedric had his own difficulties. He was a good boy, and now this fantasy had come true.

"Thank you, Minerva, maybe your decision was the right one." Dumbledore said. He had argued with Minerva about how to deal with Cedric. That conversation must have been replaced by this. A student of the God of Time knew, that's why Cedric said that.

Then he announced loudly, "Convene the last general military meeting of Hogwarts. I have something important to announce."

Dumbledore's eyes were full of light, glancing across every professor's face, "We are going to leave this world and go to a world where wizards can live in peace with ordinary people."

Half an hour later, cheers came one after another from the entire Hogwarts Military Academy.

In a suburban manor in France, Enoch followed Cedric as he walked through the vigilant Death Eaters around him as if there was no one around.

Cedric smiled and said, "My teacher's character has not changed. He likes the dark wind so much."

Then he smiled and said to Enoch next to him, "You have to remember from now on that even if you are a bad guy, you can't show a sinister face. If you do, you won't survive the finale."

Enoch twitched his lips, "The most important thing is not to take over a land that is darker than your own."

Cedric touched his chin, "This is a good groove."

The two walked straight through the slender Gothic-style corridor and pushed in the door.

Voldemort was wearing a black wizard robe and was chatting with two ministers of the country with a cheerful face.

Cedric pulled out a chair, sat down with his legs crossed and said to Voldemort who was talking, "Teacher, I didn't disturb your visit, did I?"