Dumbledore's eyes were full of condemnation as he looked at Alan through the half-moon lens. "It's immoral to disturb the remains and corpses of the dead, Professor Harris. How dare you give them such magic?" he said. What will become of us Hogwarts if young wizards don't have enough respect for life? "
"Knowledge is neither good nor evil. We're just pursuing the truth in the complicated human nature." Allen turned to face Dumbledore. "This is my class, Headmaster. You're disturbing me."
"I know how tempting black magic is to young wizards. It does have an effect on one's character …" Dumbledore approached Allen. He seemed to be restraining his anger. "I've tasted it before, Professor Harris. It's easy to be immersed in the growth of power and neglect everything else …"
"Headmaster Dumbledore, you Gryffindor people are used to looking at things with your own standards. You don't learn to seek common ground while reserving differences." Allen shook his head. "I'm from Ravenclaw. We always pursue the truth. Why should the truth be good or evil? In fact, my attitude towards black magic is completely equal to that of ordinary curses. The reason why my class is biased towards black magic is to make up for the lack of education in the school in the past. I'm trying to make the students more neutral and rational in their way of looking at problems. "
The wizards on the practice field were silent. In fact, every one of their gazes had already drifted over. Neville and Flag were closer to Dumbledore and Alan. They didn't even dare to breathe loudly when they saw the confrontation between Dumbledore and Alan.
"Since you insist —" Dumbledore pondered for a moment and made up his mind. "As the headmaster, I have the right to ban any class. I've decided to officially cancel the ancient magic class."
"Yes, Headmaster." Alan smiled without changing his expression. "However, due to the special nature of my course, I think you'll have to contact most of the school board and get them to agree to expel me, just like the time we talked at the beginning of the school. Only then will you get this kind of power."
"You and I both know they'd be happy to do so … If it weren't for me …" Dumbledore looked at Allen with suspicion and confusion. "Why do you have to push us to this point?"
"Because the school is a place to teach knowledge." Allan shrugged. "It's as simple as that. The students want to pursue good and evil, love and hate, fame and wealth. These are all personal behaviors. The primary purpose of the school is to pass on knowledge, not to try to make everyone a saint. It's enough for us to let them understand that they have to be responsible for their own choices and actions. You are the headmaster of a magic school, not the headmaster of a school that specializes in educating children about morality."
Dumbledore and Allen stared at the stern face in front of them. They both knew that they couldn't persuade each other, although they had tried from different perspectives.
Dumbledore sighed deeply and gave up the confrontation with Allen. He turned around and looked at the students who had taken the ancient magic class. "Since the content of the ancient magic class involves black magic that shouldn't be touched by people of your age … No, it should be black magic that most people shouldn't be exposed to. If you don't want to take this class, you can leave early."
The young wizards looked at each other. For a moment, the class was silent. Neville and Freig, who were standing next to Dumbledore and Allen, regretted their choice of position. They had been influenced by Harry for a long time and liked Dumbledore very much. However, they also had a good relationship with Allen. They didn't know what to do when they saw the two of them confronting each other at such a close distance. They wished they had never been there.
Dumbledore, who was the center of attention, didn't seem to be affected. He calmly continued, "Don't worry about Professor Harris deducting points or something like that."
"You can add points back or something, but the professor's way of punishing students isn't just deducting points," Allen said firmly, not backing down.
Seeing that Dumbledore and Allen were at each other's throats, Justin Fenelli opened his mouth and stretched out his arm to nudge Ernie McMillan beside him. He whispered to him, "I thought that with the greatest light wizard and Professor Harris around, Hogwarts would be the safest place in the world. I know they don't see eye to eye, but I didn't expect the conflict between them to be so serious."
Ernie McMillan crossed his arms, his eyes never leaving Dumbledore and Allen. As a member of a pure-blood family, he certainly knew some behind-the-scenes information that Muggle and other mixed-blood wizards didn't know. He leaned slightly to Justin Fenelli and warned, "Justin, you'd better stay out of their business. Their relationship is more tense than we thought."
Dumbledore stared at Allen from above his half-moon glasses. "Professor Harris, I remember you said you like to give people a choice?"
Dumbledore's sharp gaze couldn't make Allen back down. He took a step forward and glanced at the wizards around him. "Headmaster Dumbledore, they have the right to choose. They can choose not to study ancient magic, or they can choose not to study this class. But since they've chosen to study here, they should follow my class rules. Of course, it's against the school rules to leave early."
Although Jenny was a little reluctant to touch the skeletons, she actually liked most of the ancient magic classes. Especially in this unsafe era, she felt that there was nothing safer than being able to cast a few more spells that were more powerful than Bat Charm. Moreover, although her parents were members of the Order of the Phoenix, she was also close to Family Harris in private.
Therefore, when Dumbledore looked at her, she lowered her head as if she had made a mistake, not daring to look at Dumbledore.
Draco Malfoy wrinkled his nose in disdain and sneered, "What is he looking at? Does he think we'll respond to his call? Except for Potter and his gang … "He glanced at some pure-blood wizards who had already contacted Dumbledore and supported Dumbledore. He bared his teeth and whispered to Pency," I really feel sorry for some of the families. They actually chose this old fool. "
The pure-blood wizards who were disdained by Draco and had already decided to support Dumbledore had intended to respond to Dumbledore's call. However, after Allen spoke, these cunning fellows who had been educated by their families did not dare to stand out and support Dumbledore directly. They even had some complaints about him. The pure-blood families had long urged Dumbledore to solve this problem, but he had been delaying it, resulting in the current situation. To oust Allen and his backer, Harris, required a lot of time. If they were to stand out at this time, no one would be able to withstand Harris' revenge before they were overthrown.
"Now, please pay attention, Headmaster. My class is not over yet." Allen gestured for Dumbledore to leave with his hand.
Dumbledore turned around, his gaze lingering on Harry's face. Harry exchanged glances with him for a few seconds before looking away. He raised his head and said in a huff, "Sorry, Dumbledore, if you can accept that traitor! I think I can also accept this class! "
Jenny turned her head in surprise and looked at Harry in disbelief. The other junior wizards could not help but become restless. Draco Malfoy smirked. Harry Potter was Dumbledore's most loyal supporter. They had fallen out …
This seemed to make Dumbledore a little angry. He looked back at Allen with a serious face, but Allen answered before he could speak, "I did promise you, but this is Harry's own choice. Headmaster, you have the right and choice to do whatever you want. However, I have to make up for the time you wasted for the students, although I have always hated delays and overtime."
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