Chapter 63 62: Unknown Conversation [Second Update]
In the corridor of Hogwarts.
Professor McGonagall hurriedly walked to the principal's office.
There is a gargoyle at the entrance to the principal's office. There are many such gargoyles in Hogwarts Castle, among which the gargoyle at the entrance to the principal's office is particularly eye-catching.
“Sour and popping candy.”
This is a strange password that only appears when Dumbledore is in office. When the gargoyle jumped away, Professor McGonagall quickly walked into the stairs leading to the principal's office.
"Minerva, the new generation of young wizards shouldn't cause you any trouble, right?" Dumbledore buried his head in reading an ancient book related to the Deathly Hallows.
"It's not bothering me, but I'm clearly a little timid now." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips, her expression serious, and her voice was very complicated as she stood in front of the principal's desk.
"Oh? What happened?"
Dumbledore raised his head, curiosity appearing in his eyes behind the frame.
"That kid from the Snape family, in the Transfiguration class today..." Professor McGonagall told Dumbledore what happened during the class for Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff today.
"I have never seen such exaggerated progress. It seems that he has spanned several years of learning process and has accomplished things that many senior wizards have not been able to do."
She There was still a strong sense of disbelief in his voice, as if Ian's previous performance was still vivid in his mind.
"This incident proves that your teaching is very effective. Isn't it something to be happy about? I am a little envious that you can quickly get an extremely outstanding teaching assistant for the Transfiguration class."
< br>"Professor Snape will definitely be jealous of you." Dumbledore had a calm smile on his face, which was in sharp contrast to the worry on Professor McGonagall's face.
"I have always hoped that a talented little wizard would become my teaching assistant, but his talent is no longer outstanding, but a little scary."
Professor McGonagall sighed.
"It is undeniable that Mr. Prince's performance is indeed unusual. I have seen many amazing and talented people, but I never thought that I would meet a younger generation who makes me a little jealous in my lifetime."< br>
"Amazingly talented, confident and calm...unstoppable."
Dumbledore closed the book he was reading, and looked at Professor McGonagall with calm eyes, "In history , In fact, there have been such wizards.”
Confronted by Dumbledore's remarks.
Professor McGonagall frowned.
“Who?”
She asked herself that she was pretty good at the history of magic. Although she often felt sleepy when she was in school, she had been a professor for so many years and she had reviewed and revisited all aspects of knowledge. .
“Merlin Ambrosius.”
Dumbledore smiled as usual.
“…”
Professor McGonagall’s eyes widened, feeling both ridiculous and a little scary. Many figures appeared in her mind, but she never thought about Dumbledore’s. Such names will come out of your mouth!
Merlin!
Wizards in the wizarding world always pray for Merlin!
This shows the gold content!
"You compare the Snape children with Merlin?" Professor McGonagall's face was full of disbelief, and she even felt that she might have encountered the onset of Dumbledore's Alzheimer's disease.
"After the Sorting Hat made that decision, I read a lot of books and documents, which made me understand something." Dumbledore put his hand on the desk.
“There are a handful of wizards who are indeed different from us.”
“They can see the magical world that we cannot see, and they can experience the wonderful things that we have no chance to explore. Magical senses, this is why they can rise like comets."
"Minerva, we have to admit that geniuses exist. This is not their fault." Dumbledore whispered softly, as if he was giving another class to Professor Cat who had graduated many years ago.
“Aren’t you one of the geniuses?”
Professor McGonagall frowned in confusion.
"Without boasting, of course I am a genius." Dumbledore readily accepted the title, but he still changed the subject in a calm tone.
"But compared with the four giants of Hogwarts, there are still some gaps between me and them. And Ian, this child is the successor chosen by the Sorting Hat himself for Ms. Ravenclaw."
"We have to trust the Sorting Hat's judgment. The descendant of Ravenclaw will not be a bad person." Dumbledore took out the name of the founder of Hogwarts.
Professor McGonagall was unmoved. "This is not the same thing, we are talking about Merlin now!"
If the wizard has faith.
That must be Merlin.
Professor McGonagall is apparently one of them.
“This is a fact, Minerva, Ian may not reach the height of Merlin, but he definitely has the same talent as Merlin. I also believe in my judgment.”
Some recent events appeared in Dumbledore's mind.
His tone was firm.
Professor McGonagall didn't know how to refute it at all.
"Anyway, Albus, Mr. Prince stood by little Grindelwald's side when school started." Professor McGonagall could only change the subject.
She didn't understand why Dumbledore wasn't worried at all.
Since Dumbledore thinks that Ian has a talent like Merlin, shouldn't he be more vigilant and cautious? Others can realize the profound transformation skills in the first grade!
How many more years will you, Dumbledore, be able to hold on?
Voldemort suddenly recovered from his post-traumatic stress disorder?
Then wouldn’t those of us who have been led by you over the years become clowns?
"Of course I saw it."
Dumbledore didn't know that Professor McGonagall was secretly complaining, and continued to enlighten Professor McGonagall, "Isn't this exactly what we want to see? Little one? Wizards gain friendship at Hogwarts."
Hearing this.
Professor McGonagall nodded.
"I know we shouldn't treat them with prejudice, and I'm trying to do the same, but I have to know that your old friend didn't instill some crazy ideas in them."
"We all We know very well the ability and skill of that person. If he has changed the minds of the two of them, even the resurrection of the Big Four may not be able to bring them back to the right path."
Professor McGonagall's words did not matter. You're welcome, and it fully illustrates her inner uneasiness. Dumbledore waited quietly for her to finish speaking, and pondered for a moment before speaking slowly.
“I cannot confirm this to you, but I can assure you that Gellert Grindelwald’s thoughts cannot be imposed on those who are already strong-minded.”
"I think Mr. Prince will not let us down on this point." Dumbledore's tone was still gentle, not as serious as Professor McGonagall had imagined before arriving.
"What about little Grindelwald?"
Professor McGonagall was filled with doubts and confusion.
“Talent aside, I actually think that Ian Prince is very similar to me in some ways, so you don’t have to worry about Miss Grindelwald influencing Ian.”
Facing Professor McGonagall’s shake of the head.
"Minerva, you have been wrong about one thing all along."
Dumbledore suddenly called out softly.
He raised his head.
Looking at the confused Professor McGonagall at the desk.
Those deep eyes seemed to have seen through the fog with brightness.
"That day, it was Miss Grindelwald who stood beside Ian Prince... It is important to realize this." A soft voice sounded in the office.
It subsided quickly.
The firelight of the fireplace danced in Dumbledore's eyes.
Quiet environment.
The scrolls of figures on the wall seemed very noisy, just like the shrinking eyes of Professor McGonagall, who was constantly surging in his heart.
(End of this chapter)