Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 2889 The Lion of Liberty (11)

  The library usually asks readers to keep quiet, but today there is no one in the library, even Mrs. Pince did not come because of vacation, so there are only two people in the library, Pomona and Albus.

   "Seldom see you in the library, Albus." Pomona said with a smile. "I thought you'd prefer to be in the headmaster's office."

   "I've been secretly imagining that heaven should look like a library." Albus looked at the library and said, "This is a poem written by an Argentine poet. Do you think he's right?"

   "For the most part, I think he's right. Today the fat friar gave me a French lesson and he brought up St. Augustine."

   Then Pomona told Albus the conversation in his head just now.

   "We can't deny that there is also knowledge that teaches people to do evil in the library." Albus looked at the restricted area after listening, "The Dark Lord often hangs around there."

   "He is just a representative of evil." Pomona lowered his head, not daring to look over there. "We can't think that if he is eliminated, the world will be cleansed of evil."

   "Keep thinking like this, Professor, it will be beneficial for us to face future wars." Albus said.

  She didn't like his statement very much.

   "We don't just have a prophet in our school." Albus said. "The centaurs say that we humans are currently in a short period of peace between two wars, so we must not let our guard down."

  Pomona wakes up.

   "That's why you sent Harry into the Muggle world?"

   "Have you ever heard of Muggle fairy tales, Professor?" Albus asked.

   "There are many Muggle fairy tales, which one are you talking about?" asked Pomona.

   "The ugly duckling," said Albus.

   "Of course I did," Pomona said.

   "Don't you think Harry is like a swan among ducks?" Albus said, "He is a strange creature in the eyes of ducks."

   "But he doesn't have gray feathers, and if he knows how to hide himself, he can pretend to be like other ducks," Pomona said.

"We all know that swans are beautiful. If the ugly duckling knows that he will become a swan, all he needs to do is wait with hope, waiting for the day of transformation, and then he will return to the farm where he was born before, and let the original peck him Do the animals see the beauty of the swan?" Albus said with a smile, "The beauty in the eyes of humans is weird in the eyes of other animals. The swan's slender neck is not beautiful at all, and he will still be laughed at."

   "Then don't go back?" Pomona asked.

   "The point is, the ugly duckling doesn't know he's a swan, he doesn't know his own destiny, so he can only stagger forward." Albus said, "He doesn't think that he will become a swan that people praise and praise in time."

  Pomona remembered the Mirror of Erised.

   "Struggling in despair can sharpen a tenacious spirit, and hope will be in vain, just like what Severus promised to help you, did he do it?" Albus asked.

  Pomona smiled and shook her head.

   "It's not so sad when you don't get your hopes up," Pomona said calmly.

   "I hope you don't misunderstand, it's because of me that he missed your agreement, but you don't seem to need him anymore." Albus said.

  She didn't immediately answer the question.

   "'Hope' makes people easily addicted, sitting in front of the Mirror of Erised to waste time, despair makes people flap their wings and get out of trouble, is that what you mean? Albus." Pomona asked.

"Pandora opened the magic box and released countless disasters, leaving only hope. Ben Cooper used the time-turner to go back in time and tracked the lady who gave the music box to his father. He didn't try to change anything. History," said Albus, "sometimes we give Dark Arts items to the Ministry, but I don't think the music box is, and I'm going to keep it at school."

   "It's your decision, Principal," Pomona said.

"That box contained not hope, Professor, but the source of pain for Ben Cooper, who was originally a duck and suddenly became an ugly duckling. When he insisted on his point of view, he attracted the attacks of other ducks. When I handed Harry over to his Muggle relatives, I wrote a letter and told them the whole story, but instead of telling Harry the truth about the death of his parents, they pretended it was an ordinary traffic accident and let him Not knowing her own background, Minerva was very angry, thinking that she made a hero into an ordinary person..."

   "That's not what Minerva told me," Pomona said.

"Ordinary people's life seems to be bleak, and it's not just that it has nothing to do with all the wonderful life. It is considered weird to be willing to be ordinary and not pursue success. People regard success and failure as extremely important. Doing so is actually a 'winner' ’ and lived very hard.”

   "But you told me, we won the first game, and we have the next game to win," Pomona said.

   "Because it's not about winning or losing," said Albus.

   "What's that?" Pomona asked.

   "For the greater good." Albus Dumbledore said, "You read St. Augustine, tell me what he thinks about free will?"

   "If a man is good, if he is not willing, he cannot act righteously. Therefore, man should have free will, and he cannot commit a crime because of free will. It is believed that God gave man free will to allow him to sin." Pomona said.

   "What do you think?" Albus asked.

"If God is unjust and makes me a bet with the devil like Job, why should I believe him?" Pomona said "Don't you talk to me about despair and hope, Albus, not everyone is like that Like an obedient dog, the owner is upset and beats it for no reason, but it is still loyal to him.”

  Albus let out a long sigh, "Do you think giving justly leads to a better life?"

"Isidora took the pain out of the human body. I don't think she was right in doing so, but I also don't think it was right to create pain in order to prove something, let alone to use new children and wealth. Make up for what Job lost."

   "You want revenge?" Albus asked.

"No."

   "Can't, or don't want to?" Albus asked.

  In the story of Swan Lake, the prince chose the white swan to represent purity, but he didn’t know that the white swan had already been defiled, and she uttered obscenities, and she even had a miscarriage once.

   "I forgot," said Pomona softly, "and I would never choose a prince in my life."

   "May I ask why?" Albus asked.

   "He's an idiot with a golden crown."

  "I don't know how you thought of going there. I just hope you can maintain justice. Sometimes people use dishonest means to achieve honest goals, and this is how they have free will."

  Pomona couldn't help sighing, no wonder Albus Dumbledore and Grindelwald became confidantes.

  The fat monk said that Grindelwald abused justice to achieve his own purpose, so what is Albus Dumbledore's purpose?

   "It's like going astray temporarily for a correct goal, and then walking back like a prodigal son." Pomona said with a smile.

   "Sometimes, we have to put on a show for others." Albus shook his head. "A child's voice, though extremely sincere, is of no value to those who won't listen."

  Some people lash out at losers, as the ancients lashed out at illegitimate children. Mortal had no heir, though he impregnated the young bride. But he didn't care about the life and death of the child and the little bride at all. Even after the operation, he cared more about the interests.

  Mrs. May Dai is a woman after all, she was mad by Vermont, and told him directly that he loves Mrs. Dewey to the extent that he cannot be unfaithful to her. Only he was never her friend or companion, but always her tyrant or servant.

   "Yes, Headmaster," said Pomona meekly.

  Albus looked at her for a long time before continuing to pace and tell the story about the Dale family.

  Marmaduke is the younger brother of Granamdale, who grew up to be a herbalist, discovering different properties in herbs and plants, and his work influenced herbalism and potions. Granamdale, on the other hand, was mediocre in all aspects. When their mother passed away, Marmaduke inherited the family, but according to the rules at the time, the eldest son should inherit everything.

   After Marmaduke died, Granam Dale cursed his younger brother's sarcophagus. All descendants who entered the Dale family would be cursed. Starting from the toes, the cursed person would gradually become a plant.

   "Like a blood orc?" Pomona asked.

   "It's a little different, because the blood orcs can switch between humans and beasts, and this transformation is irreversible." Albus said.

  Pomona didn't ask how Albus knew about such family secrets.

   "How did Marmaduke die?" asked Pomona.

   "Are you trying to ask, like Cain was jealous of Abel and killed his own brother?" Albus asked.

  She didn't know what to say.

   "Nobody knows anymore," said Albus. "It was centuries ago."

  Pomona thought of the pictures of Albus Dumbledore and Grindelwald in the history books. They were beautiful, not at all like ugly ducklings, born swans.

  How could they know the despair the ugly duckling went through.

   But she continued to accompany Dumbledore for a walk in the library, no matter what, it was much more spacious than Nurmengard.

  (end of this chapter)