Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

This Saturday is the House Quidditch match. As usual, Miss Albert is hiding in Professor Snape's office, trying to use the excuse of helping Dean Slytherin to share the teaching work to continue to avoid group activities that she is not interested in. .

Her respect for this cold snake king has reached a new level: perhaps because of the source of students, the essays written by the freshmen this year are even more nonsense than last year. If it were not for the worry that being passive and slowing down work might cause the students to encounter some requirements , she also wanted these ignorant little animals to copy their papers again: at least this way she would not see the words scrawled on the paper like a struggling earthworm with its head cut off.

She was so dizzy with the changes. It was a rare subject that required the addition of mathematical elements, which made these children who didn't care about mathematics also feel helpless. She really wanted to propose to Dumbledore to add another basic mathematics course.

At least let them learn arithmetic and memorize the multiplication tables and so on!

"It's a pity that wizards don't have basic education..." After returning to the dormitory, Miss Albert, who regretfully talked to Riddle about the vocabulary and grammar of the current freshmen, seemed to be confused by the mess, "If you hit a A good foundation will help everyone in the future.”

"If conditions permit, we can recruit more teachers. We can't just let the current professors be busy with everything - no wonder everyone doesn't have time to do their own academic work..."

The shy Riddle seemed uninterested in the topic and avoided the event with only a few words.

"It's better to talk about something practical, ma'am." Riddle wrote in his diary, "For example, the derivative of the Death Curse you mentioned before. I'm very curious, how did you discover the relationship between the Death Curse and the Death Curse? Different between them?"

"I know what you are thinking, but of course not." Clooney was too lazy to write anymore. She used her newly improved pen to write this reply in her diary, "If you can, why go to such trouble?" What's the solution, Tom? Why can't you speak out?"

"You always have to allow everyone a little secret of their own."

"Why does it have to be a death curse?" he asked.

"You always have to allow people to have their own little secrets." Clowney replied casually, "Obviously the direction of my research is not the direction that you are interested in."

"But I still feel weird." She asked, "Don't you know that the reason why black magic is called black magic is not just because it is particularly destructive?"

"How do you say it? Isn't it?" During this period of conversation, Clowney could roughly feel some of Riddle's behavioral tendencies. For example, while he was certainly gifted, it was obvious that he was not interested in other branches of magic: he was not the type to explore his strengths or interests.

He is particularly obsessed with black magic and believes that black magic is supreme and that nothing can surpass black magic.

But the fact is that most of the time, the benefits brought by black magic are not much better than ordinary magic.

"It is said that long-term use of black magic can cause problems with people's sanity. For example, people without certain abilities may be affected by the Imperius Curse, and eventually become insane or develop symptoms of schizophrenia, such as auditory hallucinations, etc. And these are precisely the things that potions and other spells cannot fix."

"Can't we not only protect the victim, but also the perpetrator, right?"

"So it's not beyond the reach of fools."

"Although I admit that part of it is because they have power beyond the usual magic..." She thought of the spells Green taught her that were not applicable to life and had a huge range of damage. These are also classified as "black magic" to a certain extent. But compared to black magic, it is more appropriate to call him forbidden spell.

After all, for her, this kind of spell would indeed cause greater instability if it were made public.

She shrugged involuntarily.

Because it paused for too long, Riddle couldn't wait any longer: "Since it is so effective, why do they ban their research? Doesn't black magic belong to magic? This is because the current magic world is full of fools—— Stupid people are ruling the world, and smart people have been excluded from the category. They have given up all possibilities of progress in order to maintain their stupid rule."

"They believe that studying black magic is wrong, and the damage caused during the research process is frightening. It would be unjust to indulge in this way."

"Do you think this is the right thing to do, Miss Albert?"

"..."

Clooney couldn't think of any objectionable answer for a while. At least he looked at the world from the perspective of a teenage girl, or in other words, looked at the magical world from the perspective of a Muggle. The structure here It's really weird.

No matter what aspect of research it is, regardless of whether it is evil or righteous, it is essentially exploring mysteries, pursuing deeper knowledge and understanding the more secrets of the world. The means can be unjust, but defining a certain subject as unjust is something that Miss Albert has never come across in her short life.

However, there was something vaguely wrong with Tom's statement.

He was so aggressive - it felt like the next step was that he was going to be like her and prepare to unify the wizarding world and start a period of political reform or something.

"These people are in the way." Tom came to a conclusion, "Don't you think so?"

"Don't these people bother you?"

"On the road of exploration, there are always some people who like to be your stumbling blocks, Albert. We are the same people. Genius should not be restrained by worldly rules, nor should it end because of the persecution of fools and those who protect fools. Move forward, Albert!”

"You are indeed right, Tom." Clowney replied, "No one can stop anyone from exploring, and we cannot be stopped. As long as we want to, nothing can stop us."

"But the reality is, these idiots are still out there."

"You should understand that the best and most efficient way is to make them fearful, let the people at the bottom serve the people at the top, let the fools make the best use of their resources, and serve the geniuses. Isn't this the best thing? ?Isn’t it right that everything—let everything live for us and let us guide them?”

"This is a theory of politics," Crowney said. "You talked about the nature of political power. Tom, I didn't expect anyone in your day to have known this theory."

"Although your statement is becoming more and more like the teachings of Judaism, it is not that extreme at least."

Young Tom Riddle didn't realize for a moment whether this girl, who seemed smart and sometimes stupid, understood what he meant. Although it was what he expected: she did not find his speech shocking like some idiots did. On the contrary, her reaction was sparse and ordinary, as if it seemed a normal thing.

He still maintains his original point of view, they are the same kind of people, maybe in the future, when he returns, she can be with him on the other side. Talented people are never left out, and what about this person who is so unique that she can viscerally agree with his point of view?