Chapter 5 Bringing Her Back to Hogwarts
The cool morning breeze unique to the Scottish Highlands swept across Loch Lomond, bringing a little moisture with it, and blew gently through the small town of Luss.
Professor McGonagall, who left the orphanage angrily, gradually calmed down again in the gentle breeze.
After calming down and carefully recalling the previous conversation in the hut, Professor McGonagall quickly discovered many abnormalities. The most obvious one was that Elena's understanding of the magical world did not look like a person in the magic world at all. A child who grew up in the Muggle world.
As for what Elena said about the theory of dividing the rich and the poor between the two worlds, well, Professor McGonagall said that she didn't understand it very well, and she was not interested in studying Muggle mathematics and finance. result.
However, the ease and domineering arrogance exuded from Elena's speech and behavior that far exceeded most adults really caught Professor McGonagall off guard.
But it was the reason that prompted McGonagall to leave the town of Lars without hesitation and return directly to Hogwarts to seek Dumbledore's opinion.
It was a spell that was theoretically impossible for a child of Elena's age to say - Crucio, a black magic spell known as one of the three unforgivable spells.
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"So, this Miss Kaslana understands the magical world better than we thought. To be precise, she has seen it more deeply than most people in the magical world. This is indeed beyond my expectation. ."
In the Hogwarts principal's office, Dumbledore crossed his slender fingers on the table. After listening carefully to Professor McGonagall's experience, he felt quite a bit sighing.
Professor McGonagall nodded empathetically. She also felt that although Elena's bold statements were a bit too absolute, at least some of them were not completely unreasonable.
"Sorry, Professor Dumbledore. Logically speaking, I should have continued to talk to her for a few more words, but I don't know why, I always find it difficult to control my emotions in front of that girl. More importantly, she Actually eating an owl!”
When he mentioned this, McGonagall felt a little angry again, and waved his right arm in the air excitedly, "Dumbledore, can you imagine? There are actually new students in this world who will catch and eat the owl that delivers the message?! "
"Calm down, Minerva, this is probably not your fault."
Dumbledore blinked his eyes flexibly, adjusted his half-moon glasses, and said with a smile, "Didn't I remind you before that she is a mixed-race Veela. Although she is still young, with her talent, she can easily It can still be accomplished with the guidance of emotional cues.”
After a pause, Dumbledore continued, the smile on his face gradually disappearing and becoming serious.
"This child's purpose is terrifyingly clear. She has planned from the very beginning not to enter Hogwarts. But this does not mean that she does not understand her own potential."
Professor McGonagall frowned and asked in confusion, "But what is her purpose for doing this?"
This was what she didn't understand the most afterwards, because according to Elena's talent, it would obviously be easier for her to realize her ideals if she learned magic.
"Because of the International Statute of Secrecy, the Muggle Protection Act, and the existence of the Wizengamot Wizarding Court. As long as she does not enter the magical world, she can always live as a Muggle and become a person with magical abilities. of unfettered transcendent existence.”
"But she is just a child..."
Professor McGonagall said subconsciously.
"To be precise, he is a child who can accurately pronounce the Oblivion Curse and Cruciatus Curse in a casual tone."
Dumbledore shook his head, his expression extremely solemn, "I have no doubt that even most fifth grade students cannot do this."
"As a mixed-blood Veela, she is naturally more exposed to the magical world than most wizards. Obviously, there should be people from the magical world who have come into contact with her before us. As for the uneasiness you mentioned, I think , maybe you need to take a look at this..."
As he spoke, Dumbledore stood up and took out a shallow stone basin from the black cabinet behind him. The edge of the basin was carved with runes and symbols, and a strange silver substance was stored in the basin.
It is difficult to determine whether it is a liquid or a gas. It has a bright silvery white color and is still moving; its surface ripples like wind blowing across the water, but like clouds, it sometimes separates and sometimes swirls. . It is like a liquid of light—and a solid like wind.
"Pensieve? You don't want to say that this child has ever appeared in your memory, do you?" Professor McGonagall raised her eyebrows.
As a close friend of Dumbledore, she naturally knew that this was an incredible magical item that Dumbledore used to preserve the thoughts and memories in his mind.
"No, this is a memory from Mr. Newt Scamander. Many years ago, a man once said similar words, but from a slightly different standpoint."
Dumbledore reached out to Professor McGonagall and pulled her into the memory.
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Dumbledore's office suddenly tipped over, and Professor McGonagall felt her body rush forward and fall headfirst into the basin, but her hair did not hit the pelvic floor. She fell into a cold, dark substance, as if being sucked into a black vortex.
Looking left and right, Mag found himself on a circular grandstand with a closed stone dome above. There were densely packed wizards standing around, and they looked like they were dressed in costumes from fifty or sixty years ago.
On the central platform below, a white-haired man in a black coat slowly raised his head and looked at her and Dumbledore, or to be precise, at the wizards around them. His iconic white hair and almost The handsome face that every wizard cannot mistake - Grindelwald, one of the most dangerous dark wizards in ancient and modern times.
Professor McGonagall felt as if her heart was clenched tightly by something. She looked at Dumbledore with a shocked expression and couldn't help blurting out a question with that particularly similar arrogant look.
"Grindelwald?! You don't mean to say..."
Dumbledore shook his head and raised his fingers in front of his lips to signal Professor McGonagall to stop talking.
Grindelwald's slow and clear voice came from below.
"My brothers, my sisters, my friends."
The man's voice was a little deep, and there seemed to be a kind of magic in it that made people unable to help but believe and continue to listen.
"Many people think that I hate Muggles, No-Majs, Squibs, and all those who have no spellcasting ability. But in fact, I have never hated those people. We need to admit that wizards are not the majority."
"...Magic will only bloom in a few people. So we must lurk in the dark."
Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, showing a hint of disdain, pacing gently and continued, "However, the laws of the past no longer apply."
Following Grindelwald's words, there was a commotion among the wizards. The summoned wizards whispered to each other, and many of them had already guessed what Grindelwald wanted to say today.
“My dream is that it’s time for those of us who live for truth and love to take our rightful place in this world.”
Not paying attention to the commotion among the crowd, Grindelwald looked around and spoke with a louder voice.
"When the time comes, we wizards will regain our freedom."
"We have very little time left, and here is a crucial prophecy about the future that we need to show you..."
As he spoke, Grindelwald held up a mysterious skull, which seemed to have some writing written on it in red.
A hazy smoke spread upwards from Grindelwald's mouth, and in the gradually gazing smoke, a noisy ruins scene gradually emerged.
Before Professor McGonagall had time to see the scene in the smoke clearly, Dumbledore's voice suddenly came to her ears.
"Okay, I think that's enough, we should go back."
Dumbledore whispered to Professor McGonagall, reaching out to hold her elbow.
The next moment, Professor McGonagall felt herself slowly rising into the air, and the stands in the square began to dissipate, leaving only darkness in the blink of an eye. Then she felt as if she had turned a slow-motion somersault, her feet suddenly fell to the ground, and the two of them returned to the warm principal's office at Hogwarts.
"This is?"
"This is the most famous public speech I can find before Grindelwald started the war in the entire wizarding world."
Before Professor McGonagall could finish speaking, Dumbledore nodded and answered first.
He stretched out his wand and stirred the pensieve, stirring Grindelwald's face floating above the liquid surface into a chaotic silver substance, and continued.
"Muggles are not inferior, nor are they insignificant. Although Grindelwald saw that the wizarding world was declining, his arrogance as a wizard made him miss more things. So he tried to make changes in drastic ways, and The resulting series of wrong things led to his ultimate failure."
"You are too modest." Professor McGonagall shook her head. "The entire wizarding world knows that in the end it was you who defeated Grindelwald one-on-one and stopped his ambitions."
Dumbledore's eyes flickered, neither denying nor admitting. He shook his head and changed the subject.
"But that was forty-six years ago, I mean, we're all old now, Minerva."
Compared to Professor McGonagall, who is devoted to teaching, Dumbledore, who has been guarding Hogwarts and the British wizarding world like a patron saint, has actually long seen the growing line between the wizarding world and the Muggle world. A distant chasm. Or to be precise, as Grindelwald's best friend as a boy, Dumbledore still has a very complicated attitude towards Grindelwald even today.
In the past few decades, some of Grindelwald's seemingly alarmist predictions have come true. Muggles have completely surpassed wizards in many fields. Dumbledore remembered a Muggle weapon called the "atomic bomb" that he had seen by chance a few years ago.
That is not in line with the view of the Ministry of Magic's Department for Prohibiting the Misuse of Muggle Products. Only wizards can bully Muggles, and the non-magical world has mastered the forbidden power that can destroy an area.
Unknowingly, the wizarding world has begun to be abandoned by mainstream human society. The most obvious sign of this is the emergence of more and more non-magical creations that wizards cannot use - just like Muggles did not know how to use them in the past. The use of magical creations is happening again.
This is also the reason why he has increased the number of students from Muggles every year over the years, despite the opposition of the school board and pure-blood families. Because in his view, one day the barriers between the two worlds will disappear, and by then, either the two will coexist or one will perish.
"Elena Kaslana, I can clearly see the shadow of Grindelwald in her. But it is the hope of a new world that is more malleable and can be turned back. Maybe she is the one who can change the entire world. People, whether magical or non-magical. The only problem is that she is not on the side of the magical world now."
Dumbledore looked at Professor McGonagall with a particularly solemn expression and said solemnly.
"Imagine if Grindelwald appeared in a non-magical world. It would not only be a catastrophe in Britain, but a huge shock that would affect the whole world. The most important thing is that she is younger than all of us, Smarter and more dangerous.”
"So, Professor Dumbledore, what do you mean?" McGonagall frowned in confusion.
"Bring her back to Hogwarts!" Dumbledore thought for a moment and added, "Of course, try to use a gentler method. If she can voluntarily enroll, that would be the best."
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