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The memory train that flashed back during Legilimency stayed in the final darkness for the longest time. Dumbledore must have heard the first voice, "Take him away."

It was a woman's voice, which sounded very young. Lin Mo was not familiar with it, but it was undoubtedly related to him, no doubt.

"Or, Professor," seeing that Dumbledore didn't answer immediately, Lin Mo asked anxiously, "Is there any way to find one's relatives through blood? I mean, if one's blood relatives are still alive, there must be a way to find each other."

Bar?"

To Lin Mo, this seemed to be an obvious thing, but the old man gave a negative answer.

"Regrettably, we currently do not have such a spell. It is almost impossible to directly find a person's lost blood relatives through magic. The blood of relatives does have some kind of magic and connection between each other, but this

It is connected but difficult to be tracked by magic. On the other hand, it is also a kind of protection. Any tracking spell must first determine the target's location before it can take effect."

"Many years ago, I faced a similar problem, looking for possible missing family members, but..." There seemed to be a hint of sadness in the old man's eyes. He did not continue and shook his head slightly.

Lin Mo was a little confused. He didn't know which missing relative Dumbledore had tried to find, but if the principal didn't know any spells, then the idea of ​​using magic to find the owner of the voice might not work.

"But there's more." Lin Mo's heart moved but he couldn't say it out. There is also a time turner. If you use the time turner to go back to the past, even if you can't change what has happened, you can still understand what happened from the perspective of a bystander.

What? What better way to track down clues than to travel through time?

Although he knew that his idea was unreliable.

Maybe there is no such thing as a time turner in this world, or even if it exists, the conditions for its use are very strict since Dumbledore said that he encountered the same problem and was unable to solve it.

"Of course... there is hope after all." Dumbledore ended the topic with comfort.

Lin Mo didn't ask any more questions about this. He had been in this office for a long time. However, he felt that there was a hesitation in the old man's blue eyes, "Professor? Is there anything else?"

he asked.

"Yes...Mr. Lin Mo," Dumbledore seemed not to have expected that Lin Mo would take the initiative to ask questions, and blinked in surprise:

"During the Legilimency just now, although I tried to avoid your privacy, I did see some things that I shouldn't have seen, such as the threats you made to Mr. Flint. Maybe you are willing to discuss this."

Marcus Flint…

Lin Mo suddenly realized that Dumbledore had seen that memory.

The memory of him drugging Flint and threatening him to bleed him in the prefect's dormitory.

"If you have seen the whole story, you will know that Prefect Flint did something extraordinary. My behavior was out of helpless self-protection. Apart from that, I have no other way to solve the matter, and I did not mean it."

Hurt him."

"You can ask for help." The old man's tone was still gentle: "At Hogwarts, I believe that every teacher is dedicated to their duties. Maybe Quilinas is excepted for the time being, but the four deans have rich experience in this situation.

Processing experience.”

"With all due respect, I don't think this kind of thing can be completely solved with the help of others, and..." Lin Mo paused: "Do you believe that it is possible for everyone to get better?"

"Indeed."

"But I don't believe it, or even if I believe it, I can't have the patience like you and enough time to wait for a bad person who bullies me. Please forgive me for saying so. In fact, I

I feel that a character like Prefect Flint’s is already difficult to change at his age.”

Lin Mo's words did not show any intention of apology, and Dumbledore did not make any judgment:

"Maybe you should give him a chance, otherwise you'll never know."

"I gave him a chance in the prefects' dormitory, but he didn't take me seriously at all, if you saw it."

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, and Lin Mo continued: "On this point, I noticed that Hogwarts lacks an ideological and moral discipline."

"What is one?"

"Ahem, a course with... characteristics that teaches everyone how to become a kind wizard. Since this is a full-time school, and the students are from early ten years old to adulthood, the school should not give up on thinking and

It is not wise to completely leave the moral guidance of students to the students' families and the growing environment of the college, at least in my opinion."

"But it seems to damage the personality of some young wizards... Not all ideas that deviate from the mainstream are bad." Dumbledore pointedly pointed out the side effects of such courses.

"That's a matter of benevolence and wisdom." Lin Mo shrugged.

Everyone knows the truth, but how to weigh the pros and cons is not his concern.

This time Lin Mo used this phrase for the second time, and the old man understood what he meant without much effort. He frowned slightly, as if he was seriously thinking about Lin Mo's proposal.

Then one of those funny, large and small rotating instruments in the office suddenly made a loud clicking sound.

"Oh, rude, impolite." The portrait on the wall complained. It was an old man with a sharp nose who looked very smart. He had a goatee and wore Slytherin silver-green clothes. Lin Mo had noticed the old man before,

Or maybe the old headmaster was pretending to sleep, snoring while secretly listening to his conversation with Dumbledore.

But Lin Mo could be sure that the "rudeness" mentioned in that portrait did not refer to him.

"Mr. Lin Mo, I'm afraid I need to take up some of your time." Dumbledore said: "Unicorns are specially protected magical creatures. Because you triggered the unicorn's blood curse, the Department for the Protection of Magical Creatures assigned a special investigator.

The police came to understand the situation.”

"Dong dong dong!" There was a rude knock on the oak door of the office.

Dumbledore waved his wand, and a short, fat, ugly woman pushed open the door. She had a broad, saggy face, a short neck hidden under her collar, and a big mouth hanging downward.

She has big, round, bulging eyes like a toad, and wears a small black velvet bow like a fly on her short hair.

"Dolores," Dumbledore stood up in greeting quite politely.

But Lin Mo was too surprised to react.

The special investigator from the Department for the Conservation of Magical Creatures turned out to be this notorious woman, Dolores Umbridge.