Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

The person who said these polite words was an old man with silver hair. His eyes were far more shining than his silver hair, and compared to his frail, fluffy face full of spots and wrinkles, his eyes were too brilliant.

If it appeared in a novel, people might describe him as a sea dotted with stars, but always waiting for silence.

Miss Albert could not resist the compliments of an elderly man. She sheepishly walked around from the inside of the desk to the outside, ready to step forward to show off to the man who looked like the person Dumbledore said "wanted to see her." "Friends" of old people for some help.

The old man tried his best to wave his hand at her, supported the wooden crutch in his hand, and slowly walked forward.

While lifting his feet with difficulty and small steps, he explained to her gently and breathlessly: "I am very interested, miss. I have heard about your views on Horcruxes. I have never heard of them." Live this theory about the soul.”

"When Albus came to me..." He took a big breath, looking like this slight movement was too strenuous, and then continued, "I was surprised, girl, you know, no matter what Neither one of us likes to get involved in these disputes. But he thinks we have something in common in this regard."

"I don't want to get involved in what's going on between you." He finally couldn't bear the slowness of his actions. He used his cane to direct the cork stool on the side to fly over, and he even knocked it up and down to adjust it before trembling. Sit down.

"I didn't want to pass it on to anyone." He took a deep breath and then spit it out, "But I am really interested and want to chat with you, as a reminder for myself that I will not have much time in the future. A sudden puzzle in the plan of life."

"I heard that you are also studying immortality?"

"I just have a little understanding." Miss Albert said, "I am not pursuing this at the moment. For me, the end of my life may have been chosen long ago."

"The end of life has been chosen long ago?" the old man repeated in a low voice, and then asked enthusiastically, "How do you say it?"

"This is just a saying in the Muggle world to comfort people who can't go on, but I think it still has a certain truth." Miss Albert said, "Supporters of this statement believe that everyone who comes Everything in this world has its own unique meaning, whether it is to experience joys and sorrows, to change the world, or to bring about completely different events or results to someone or something, this is something that has been determined by fate long ago. "

"Divination is like looking up their original direction through a veiled script, but no matter what, such a thing will definitely happen."

"It seems you support this?"

"No." She thought for a while, "At least item divination can really help me find things. If an unknown premonition occurs, I can adjust the behaviors that are indeed placed at risk, and it can indeed avoid some of the original risks. What could have happened.”

"I just have a vague feeling - sir - a very special feeling." Miss Albert's voice was very soft. Although both parties to the conversation were wizards, she looked more like a Muggle picture book at this moment. The wizard in it.

The mystery of magic seems to be lingering around her, or it may be something more mysterious. This inexplicable feeling rose up from the soles of Nico Meller's feet, and then gave him a sense of tension that seemed to be facing some kind of crisis. The hairs that had not made any movement for a long time stood up very obediently. , performing their original work on his loose and fragile skin - but they should have stopped working hard long ago.

“To a certain extent, the so-called destiny,” she said, “can change if people don’t pry, or if they peep without hoping that destiny will develop in a certain direction. "

"Destiny can change?" asked Nick Mellor. "But if you never know your own destiny, how can you change it?"

“That’s why I feel so conflicted,” she said. “No one can fully understand the development of things, just as no one can influence a thing through his or her actions without ever understanding its true nature. Do you think that the affected things originally have this attribute? This is a paradox, but it is a feasible methodology."

"This is really complicated." Nick Mellor laughed. "You really don't sound like a student who only commutes between school and home, kid."

"Because there are things worth cherishing more than immortality." She said, "Except for random misfortunes, someone is deliberate and a person can reach the end of life naturally. This is not a very bad thing. In my opinion."

"If the cell had already told people that the genes in it had already determined the outcome of its withering when it was born, it seems that its departure would only bring pity to people. If there are no accidents, there is no way to remove its own coercive power. Forcing, the death of living things is also one of the order of the world.”

"...cell?"

"A Muggle theory." Miss Albert explained, "In long-term practice, Muggles have discovered an active structure in the body of living things and named them cells. These different 'Cells' make up a living entity."

"I once thought about preventing death..." The greatest alchemist across the centuries was stunned, as if some problem that had been bothering him for a long time was gently exposed by the few words of the young girl in front of him. , "I also feel strange... Time is still passing on my body. I am not embraced by death, but I can never stay in a certain period of physical fitness."

"I can feel the weakening fire in my body. The body is weaker, the bones are more fragile, the skin is sagging and old, and the brain is slower."

The old man in front of him stared at his hands full of wrinkles and scars in astonishment: "I used to think that my research was not thorough enough, so this immortality was incomplete."

"The Philosopher's Stone is indeed a very great alchemical invention." Miss Albert said, "The world only knows that it can bring immortality to people, but they don't know what real immortality looks like."

"Eternal life is not a time that stops on oneself, because once time stops, one's own movement will never be able to move forward." She said, "I think true immortality is to break the engraved genes in the genes at the beginning of the creature's birth. The aging mechanism inside. Liberating the limitations of life, genes allow cells to no longer age..."

"In other words, the 'world' allows this creature to escape its original order."

"For humans, it may be possible to use 'cheating' methods to escape from its original template."

"This is immortality, Monsieur Flamel."