"Abusi!" Professor Mag and Professor Sprout howled at the same time. They wanted to pounce on Dumbledore, who was sitting on the ground, but they were petrified and bound to the spot by Alan's petrification technique when they were distracted.
"I'm sorry, professors, but Dumbledore doesn't have any physical problems. Since things have come to this, I think it's best to let Dumbledore fully understand himself and the mistakes he's made all these years." Allen looked at the two presidents apologetically, then turned to the light wizard who was sitting on the ground, deep in thought. He shook his head to dispel the thought that the old man was trying to scam him, and calmed himself down to let his voice enter the old man's ears. "Dumbledore, I was interrupted when I was talking about this, but I didn't have the time to point it out to you. Tom Liddell used the purple rosewood wand. Wizards generally believe that the purple rosewood wand contains immortality, evil, death, and poison …" Allen didn't take another step forward, and said calmly, "And the Muggle world discovered a substance from the purple rosewood … According to their medical … oh, it's their potioneering … the Muggle world discovered this substance, which they call purple rosewood. It's a medicine recognized by the Muggle world to be able to fight against what they consider to be a terminal illness — cancer."
Dumbledore, who was sitting on the ground, no longer looked like a mischievous old man. He looked like a pitiful old man as he was bombarded with messages. His lips moved a little, but he did not say anything.
"Dumbledore, I believe you remember that I've dabbled in the study of magic wands. Purple Robes, in the language of flowers, means arrogance. Those who were born with the blessings of this plant have their own unique values, and don't care what others think. Because they think highly of themselves, people around them tend to stay away from them. But if you're willing to listen, you'll definitely discover the passion behind this arrogance, and the life behind death …" Allen, who was wearing the ancient magic robes, looked down at the light Magus in purple robes. After being oppressed by Dumbledore for so many years with 'righteousness', he had no intention of letting the light Magus, who liked to talk about love, off the hook.
Allen paused, and even took a sip from the water bottle tied to his belt to moisten his throat. Then, he continued to explain his point of view, enjoying the habit of lecturing Dumbledore. "Dumbledore, if you hadn't treated Little Tom with hostility; if Little Tom had received enough friendship and guidance in school; if Little Tom had wanted to become a Defense Against Black Magic professor, if you had accepted and guided him; if you didn't have the one-size-fits-all attitude of not wanting any Magus to learn any black magic; if you could have made Tom realize the dangers in the process of learning black magic … If you were really like what you always tell others, and you loved to transmit your love to others, if you could have shared a little with Tom, and after he received the right guidance, if Little Tom, who couldn't feel love, didn't feel hatred, would still be the Dark Lord in the eyes of others? Of course, now that Tom Liddell has become the Dark Lord, there's no saving him … But I hope you can try to look at the black magic you've learned from a more open perspective … Instead of blaming your own mistakes for being influenced by it … "
Ravenclaw, who had been silent all this while, had been staring at Dumbledore. At this moment, he glanced at Allen who was talking non-stop and seemed to be a little impatient. He began to transmit his voice to everyone's heart. "Don't let the great regret and emptiness caused by Arianna's departure occupy your heart, Abusi Dumbledore. It blinded your eyes and blindly insisted on denying black magic, unable to see any other way out. In every corner of your heart, love has been mixed with sorrow and avoidance. As a Gryffindor, the courage to face your own mistakes is the first step to forgive yourself … "
When Dumbledore, who was sitting on the ground, heard his sister Arianna's name, his body trembled and he buried his white-haired head.
Allen, who had studied prophecies, divination, and fate, nodded after listening. He knew what Luna meant. She had seen through Dumbledore's heart and was hinting that during the conflict between Dumbledore, his brother, and Grindelwald, the curse that hurt the innocent Arianna and caused her body to go out of control silently and take her life was cast by Dumbledore himself.
Before Allen mastered the prophecies, he had already speculated about this incident. Dumbledore avoided this question because he did not dare to ask Grindelwald who cast the curse. Grindelwald, who was usually bold and romantic, also did not mention anything about it. The first The Dark Lord was protecting his lover in his own way.
And now, through the study of the connection between names and fate, Allen was even more certain of this point. The name Gellert was a variation of the name Gelert. The latter was the name of a loyal dog in the legend of North Wales of the British Isles. According to the local mythology, Gelert was the most loyal partner of Prince Llewellyn. However, because it could not speak, it was mistaken as the culprit who killed the prince's baby.
"… Let's stop here, Allen …" Ravenclaw's shadow reminded Allen who was distracted. "Allen Harris, please do me a favor. Please raise the cursed arm of your former principal."
"It's my pleasure." Allen replied and quickly walked to Dumbledore and bent down. The light wizard, who was immersed in self-blame and guilt, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his arm. Only then did he realize that his cursed arm was lifted up by Allen.
Seeing this, Ravenclaw's shadow also stretched out her hand. However, due to the difference in height, she did not want to bow down like a god. Instead, she took out her magic wand which had also been enlarged. She lightly tapped it in front of Dumbledore's face. However, Dumbledore did not respond. Ravenclaw saw this and simply extended the tip of her magic wand. She gently hooked Dumbledore's withered and charred hand.
Just as she touched Dumbledore's hand, the wound burned even more intensely, causing Dumbledore to instinctively shrink back. He wanted to retract his hand, but his wrist was held in place by Ravenclaw's cold magic wand. The slender tip of the magic wand gently brushed past Dumbledore's withered hand. The black gas on Dumbledore's withered hand was absorbed by the magic wand. It gradually regained its vitality, and the withered hand was visibly white and full of vitality until it was restored to its original state.
Ravenclaw's unmoving lips spoke in a voice that was even more sacred than before, "The pain of the flesh will soon be resolved. I also hope that you will soon be free of the pain of the soul and walk out of the cage of your heart."
Snape, who was lying on the ground, saw the situation clearly through the gaps of his scattered hair. He narrowed his eyes because he already knew that Dumbledore would fail. He did not participate in today's operation due to the fact that he was a spy. But now, he saw with his own eyes that the curse that he and Dumbledore speculated would take a lot of time to cure was easily resolved by Ravenclaw. His breathing gradually became heavier, and he could not help but look forward to the Lifestone even more.
Unlike Snape, the pure-blooded school board members who were also lying on the ground felt a chill in their hearts. Paul Gringlass had never felt so dispirited before. Even their leader and pillar of support, Dumbledore, had fallen. At least in terms of education, the two founders of the Hogwarts had personally declared that he would never be able to regain control of the Hogwarts. So, they, who had a fundamental conflict of interest with Family Harris, could only choose to accept Lucius Malfoy's invitation and seek refuge with the mysterious person behind him? Back then, the style of the Dark Lord and his current personality made it too dangerous to choose to side with him. For a moment, Gringlass was in a dilemma.
After completing the last bit of treatment, Ravenclaw's shadow kept her wand and placed it on her ear. She flew back to the five dragons that had been circling above the castle. She floated in the air and began to look down at the wizards on the ground. "This world is full of danger. The journey of life is fraught with danger. If you are not careful, you will fail. For more lives to be safe and happy, I need the faith of all. I need the power of these gathered beliefs to help me deal with the most evil force in the world. Outstanding intelligence is the greatest wealth of the human race. As long as all the wizards in the Magic World unite and overcome the difficulties together, the evil forces will not be able to touch our world, and they will not be able to harm the normal wizards and Muggles. "
Ravenclaw raised her head. The dazzling sunlight shone through her face and onto the outer wall of the castle. She raised her arm and patted the five-headed dragon that was circling above the castle. The dragon roared and raised its five heads at the same time. It opened its huge wings and flapped its wings. Its long tail drew a perfect arc in the air. It circled around the castle twice before flying towards the Black Lake. It dived into the bottom of the Black Lake at the center of the lake and set off huge waves.
Ravenclaw's huge body above the Hogwarts Castle suddenly became transparent and disappeared as if she had never been there. The wizards on the ground realized that they had regained control of their bodies. They quickly got up from the ground and patted their clothes. A commotion broke out in the square.
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