And in the center of the screen, Elena Caslana surrounded by the crowd by the fireplace. At that moment, she was rationally exposing her set of theories between Hufflepuff and the Hone Badger.
"I'm not asking you to invite students from other schools, or to belittle the other three schools. I just hope that everyone can uphold our own dignity and status; Hufflepuff House has never been inferior. If anyone still holds that misconception, then I believe we should consider certain strength and resilience necessary..."
With the girl's voice, an increasing number of young wizards gathered, nodding from time to time, seriously reflecting on her viewpoint.
"Does this seem familiar to you?"
Dumbledore looked at Gellert Grindelwald, whose expression began to turn serious, and softly remarked that he had witnessed this scene more than once, except that the protagonist was a different white-haired man.
So, when he saw this scene through telepathy, Dumbledore's first thought was whether his student had inadvertently been enchanted by Grindelwald.
"What are you talking about, I..." As if he had seen something repugnant, Grindelwald furrowed his brow tightly and emotionally refuted unconsciously.
"Shh, don't rush to a conclusion, there will be time afterwards."
Dumbledore leaned forward, gently pressing Grindelwald's shoulder, indicating him to look back, and said that the wand in the old man's hand waved lightly again.
Soon, the light and shadow in the air changed again, splitting into several different perspectives, obviously not just from the memory of the same person. However, the scenes in the image are the same, all in a bustling and crowded underground hallway with enchanted spells.
Even in the Magical War dominated by Grindelwald, such extensive enchantment confrontations are relatively rare.
After deliberate selection and sorting by Dumbledore, a tuft of white hair appearing on the edge of the battlefield and appearing in the "memory" of different people from time to time, seemed particularly striking and surprising.
"First years, let's take the fallen seniors back there."
"Here needs a recovery spell, and if it doesn't work, it will be repeated in two."
"Awake, hurry up."
"Did you see that? Slytherin in that direction was especially strong, preparing to stun in a general faint."
"No matter if the wand has gone, we cover you and quickly grab the wand in their hands with fists."
"Drop your wand and stop resisting. No one will be hurt again... Believe me, Hufflepuff will always come with peace and goodwill."
Snap. Applause.
With the sound of wands falling to the ground in the final continuous image of light and shadow, all the curtains of memory light turned into a fine spray like bubbles in the sky, gradually disappearing and darkening, and the whole room returned to the dark and calm environment.
Once again, completely arranged the beginning and end of the whole event, Dumbledore's face looked slightly bluish, and the scattered understanding and centralized and orderly observation were still quite different.
Most importantly, he also saw some prototypes of more terrible things. Dumbledore finally understood why the thought of seeing Grindelwald had been lingering in his mind.
"This is, the army..."
"No, to be precise... the prototype of the magical army."
Unconsciously, Gellert Grindelwald was completely seated and muttered, some chaotic eyes seemed to flash the orderly ranks of magical beams he had seen before, and his old servants stood up like old students in formation.
For Grindelwald, who had thought of forming the Army of the Dead or the Witches Corps more than once, the scene before him was not just a group of students fighting.
The layered feeling and clear purpose behind it are like poppies, emitting a fatal temptation and beauty, making him unable to stop thinking about those past things.
"God, Albus, you are a true devil. You know how... a treasure has come to your school. God, does she really only have ten years?" Grindelwald weakly grasped his scattered strength, his hair complained weakly, and even for a moment he could not find a suitable adjective.
Both the judgment of the situation, the control of time, and even the analysis and guidance of the human mind... Grindelwald seemed to be looking into a mirror, and clearly saw his shadow in the girl.
"So, your real purpose is to keep that girl here, isn't it?"
After a moment of silence, Grindelwald suddenly raised his head and looked seriously at Dumbledore.
"I don't think you would really trust me to teach a girl like that, are you not afraid of a more powerful dark wizard in the magical world? You know, even a descendant like Voldemort can cause you trouble, let alone this girl."
In addition to Azkaban guarded by Dementors, if Dumbledore intends to incarcerate someone, then the castle of Newmontgarde covered with various magical protections is undoubtedly the most suitable place.
Take this opportunity to exile Elena Caslana to this castle?
From the oath, he would not cause harm to her life, and would protect her perfectly. The future of the magical world also lacked a potential threat, the only price is that you need to sacrifice the future of a person.
"No, we have discussed this point countless times before."
After hesitating for a few seconds, Dumbledore firmly and slowly shook his head, "To achieve the right purpose, we must insist on using the right behavior, even if it is not as effective and controllable."
Dumbledore said as he looked up to look at Grindelwald in front of him, with a firmer look.
"At least for now, Elena makes not many mistakes, whether at the starting point or the result. If you truly want to limit her detention, her only mistake is that she should not have such powerful magical talent, and that charming personal charm and leadership temperament. But..."
"However, dazzling talents will always be the luck of the era and should not be limited. Anyone who fears the future will be abandoned by the future. We must refuse to yield to all clauses that try to destroy infinite possibilities."
Grindelwald couldn't help but smile, then continued Dumbledore's words, his eyes gradually becoming brighter.
He felt that he had suddenly returned to the valley of Godric many years ago. Two wizards with the same ideals and ambitions began to work together for the great goals of the future.
As if infected by the emotions of Grindelwald, Dumbledore's tone gradually became more intense, with his fingers crossed on his knees, nodding. "You are right, blindly closing and restricting knowledge, except for constantly stimulating rebellious psychology and arrogance, has no benefit. There is no clear distinction between good and evil in magic itself; it is just a unique talent. At least it shouldn't be... like Voldemort, only to dominate and kill."
"Voldemort? He's just an arrogant fool. He didn't even understand what he was doing." Grindelwald shook his head disdainfully, with undeniable contempt in his words and expression.
Undoubtedly, whether in magical achievement or in the scope of influence in the wizarding world, Voldemort merely exploring the library collection is obviously far below Grindelwald, who sweeps across the entire magical world.
But Voldemort, with his madness and his terrifying atmosphere of magic throughout the world, inevitably made everyone put him ahead of Grindelwald and become the most dangerous dark wizard in history; after all, this is someone who even dares to kill his own, always terribly present.
Dumbledore shook his head without saying more about Voldemort. He still doesn't understand some of the peculiarities that Voldemort showed.
The old wizard extended his hand and took Grindelwald's hand, looking him in the eyes, repeating for the third time today.
"So, I ask you again to help me teach this girl together. Whether she is good or bad, we will teach her thoroughly, so that she can at least understand what she is doing."
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