Hogwarts on the tip of the tongue

Hogwarts Forbidden Forest, Acromantula's lair.

Dumbledore's face flickered in the light of the bonfire.

Perhaps in a wider context, the words of the patron saint of the magic world would win a lot of approval and applause, but at this moment, there were only two indifferent and calm faces that appeared in front of him.

"Fight with the dragon for too long, and you will become a dragon yourself; stare into the abyss for too long, and the abyss will stare back."

Elena looked at Dumbledore thoughtfully. What she had seen and heard during the past few days and the descriptions in the original work of her previous life gradually overlapped. In the original work, the old man never crossed that road until his death. Bottom line.

Countless facts prove that Dumbledore always believes too much in human nature.

Even though there are too many reasons to point out the danger behind this kind of trust, Albus Dumbledore ultimately chose to leave the choice in everyone's hands rather than let him make the final judgment.

As Dumbledore feared, most things are the difference between zero and countless times.

Elena has no doubt that once Dumbledore becomes corrupted, with the old wizard's current status, as well as the vast resources and profound and powerful magical power at his disposal, he will definitely become the most terrifying Dark Lord in history.

"Hmph, stupid...still annoyingly weak."

At this moment, Grindelwald's laughter suddenly came to Elena's ears.

And, a particularly harsh mocking tone.

At least in the girl's impression, Grindelwald was rarely this sharp and mean.

"You're still as indecisive as ever, Albus. Nothing has changed."

A trace of ridicule appeared on the corner of Grindelwald's mouth, he crossed his arms and snorted disdainfully.

"The most important thing in this world is the result. Without the right result, no matter how arduous and touching the process is, it is meaningless. As for what you are worried about... think back to everything you saw in Salzburg. .”

"As long as the faith is firm enough and the heart is strong enough, it can support people to overcome the thorns and darkness and reach the greater vision. Some people may fall behind and some will deteriorate along the way, but there will always be people who can persevere. This is enough."

"I am against senseless killing. For those who will hinder the path to the ultimate goal, even myself, even the entire saints group, I think they are expendable, and we do so."

"All changes will touch the original rules. If all progress is stopped just because of a little bit of incorrectness, or even the correctness of the goal is denied, resulting in the failure to achieve the final good result, that is the biggest sin. !”

"Gellert! Let me reiterate, wrong means will only change the original correct result beyond recognition."

"Oh?! Really, then let me ask you, has the legality of marriage between Muggles and wizards changed beyond recognition? Is it possible that before wizards and Muggles were married, there would still be people who cared about it. This was actually due to the sacrifices of countless people. Is there any compromise?!"

"It's not the same thing at all! It's a combination of factors..."

Wow!

There's a quarrel!There's a quarrel!

Elena blinked her eyes and looked at the two people competing with each other with excitement. While nibbling on the fragrant Scottish terrestrial soft-shell crab legs, she changed her position and lay comfortably on her soft body.

You know, both Grindelwald and Dumbledore have formed quite stubborn worldviews.

No matter how many times we quarrel, unless one person takes the initiative to give up his or her own ideas, there will be no results. In the end, it will only turn into a large-scale event to settle old scores. For Elena, this is really...

Too exciting!

What kind of Halloween party or Voldemort vs. Unicorns can't be as interesting as watching ggad fight.

Although there are no popcorn, cola, chips, etc., the fragrant and crunchy spider legs are enough to serve as the best snacks for watching movies. The life of the little witch at Hogwarts is so plain, low-key and ____.

……

After a few minutes.

"You can't prove whether the so-called ideal fire can never be extinguished, but I can prove the difference between 'contaminated justice' and 'pure justice', and clearly separate the two."

"Then on the other hand, why do you think that ideal fire will definitely deteriorate? Ridiculous! Besides, as I said, a correct result will automatically purify itself, just like a magic potion that is constantly being refined. It may never be perfect, but It continues to become purer with every appearance.”

"Maybe you can ask Professor Snape, it shows another trend in the hands of more people."

"Don't compare me to your lame students, at least Durmstrang students can do this!"

"Really? I'm quite suspicious of this. After all, you even made oatmeal with some poison in it."

"That's better than almost blowing up half the wall when you bake bread!"

Facts have proved that even if two hundred-year-old wizards quarrel, it will not be all about incomprehensible philosophical statements, especially when the two old men have been friends for most of their lives and expose each other's secrets from time to time. normal.

Just as the quarrel between Dumbledore and Grindelwald was getting better, a strange sound suddenly came from their ears.

Click.

Click, click.

"Ok?"

"Well……"

The two subconsciously stopped talking and looked in the direction of the sound not far away.

I saw a white-haired dumpling squatting next to a dead Acromantula, carefully breaking off its 'eight limbs', and beside the girl, there were several newly broken down soft-shell crab legs piled up. .

Feeling that the conversation behind her suddenly disappeared, Elena slowly turned her head and met two confused eyes.

(⊙o⊙)...

"The roasting by the campfire is finished, I just want to replenish some more," Elena blinked, showing an awkward but polite smile, "Well... you continue to chat, don't worry about me, just treat me as It would be nice if it didn’t exist.”

"..."

"..."

"How about, if you are tired of arguing, I can roast some spider legs for you?"

Elena swallowed, looked left and right at the Black and White Demon King who suddenly fell silent, weakly raised the handful of Acromantula legs in her arms, and tried to use her cuteness to make the whole Show 'keep playing.

"And then we can continue to argue after we have eaten?" Grindelwald asked with a smile.

"Hmm, it's just... no, no, no, I mean... um... anyway..."

Elena nodded quickly subconsciously, then immediately reacted, waving her hands and trying to think of something to say.

Ding!

A cute little silly hair bounced up from Elena's head and swayed from side to side obediently.

The hybrid Veela racial talent [Charming Humanoid Creatures]!

launch!

It's a pity that both Old Potato and Old Carrot are quite resistant to Elena's skills. Looking at the white-haired dumpling who is trying to act silly and cute, he smiles without saying a word, as if he is watching his own silly little kid. A look like that of a granddaughter.

盯

盯

Five seconds, ten seconds...

15 second, 30 seconds...

"..."

Facing the eyes of the two old guys, the cute smile on Elena's face gradually froze.

It seems that I have to say something...

"Well, okay. Actually, I think..."