The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

Dumbledore knew the answer to the question and what DeWitt was asking, but he did not believe in anyone's promise of eternal life - it was indeed brave to make a decision not to be afraid of death at one time, but this

Being brave is far inferior to remaining calm and fearless in the process of slowly approaching death. Dumbledore really didn't want to answer DeWitt's questions unless necessary, but he also knew that if he wanted to obtain the most basic assistance from DeWitt,

The first thing to do is to be honest.

So Dumbledore asked: "Do you think this world relies on matter or consciousness?"

DeWitt did not ponder: "Matter."

"But the power of wizards is idealistic. Magic, to a certain extent, is the power to make your wishes come true."

"So the two are compatible," DeWitt added to the answer just now, "Is it possible that this question can only choose one or the other?"

"No," said Dumbledore, "this question only leads to the next question - how humans determine their own consciousness."

"Soul," DeWitt directly gave the answer that Dumbledore was about to say, "Human body is material, but consciousness is carried by the soul."

"Then what do you think about the act of splitting souls?"

"It's better to die," DeWitt said coldly: "Compared with a complete self and a clear understanding, neither money nor power are worth mentioning. Do you want to say Voldemort's behavior? That is a brain failure.

——I have seen people seek death, but after going so far on the road to splitting the soul, it is no longer a question of wanting to live, but whether he can seek death. Voldemort may not have a problem with his superficial thoughts, but at the deepest level,

In my understanding, it is no longer complete.”

"What about immortality?" Dumbledore whispered the magic word, "Nearly immortality."

DeWitt raised his eyebrows and expressed his attitude with a sneer: "Like Voldemort?"

"Yes," Dumbledore finally said, "He split his soul and stored it in objects. While the objects became indestructible, his soul also became immortal."

"Like a diary?"

"That's one of them," said Dumbledore, "and I think there's something else."

"He sacrificed one when he was trying to summon the devil," DeWitt thought for a while and said, "That one is useless now, and there is no sign of any soul in it anymore."

Dumbledore saw that DeWitt's purpose was to carry the soul artifact, and giving this information showed the other party's sincerity, so he chose not to delve into it further, and instead said: "So in terms of dealing with Voldemort, I urgently need to solve it

The problem is... to find the object that carries his soul - the Horcrux."

"Come on," DeWitt nodded and said, "Professor, I am very optimistic about you, but I also have my own plans. I don't want to go into details, but on the issue of Voldemort... I can guarantee that our positions are consistent.

Professor, do you know what I mean?"

"I know."

"I hope we can continue to live in a friendly relationship."

DeWitt stopped talking or said goodbye. He stood up and left the principal's office. When he walked down the spiral staircase and heard the door that required a password closing, he vaguely noticed some problems and thought of a possibility - to explain

The reason why Dumbledore said things that were irrational and inconsistent with his style at the beginning of the conversation - that is, the entire conversation was used by Dumbledore to test his own thinking tendencies and explore whether he had respect in his heart -

—Respect for morality, respect for life, and respect for personal principles. Dumbledore must have seen this respect. DeWitt looked back at the door of the principal's office and the gargoyles on both sides of the door.

Beast, determined that the result of this conversation was that both parties went their own way, but deepened their understanding spiritually. Although this temptation was as impolite as Dumbledore's opening remarks, Dumbledore was also very sincere in it.

A large dose of true feelings and detailed information have been added, so as long as DeWitt still respects order and morality, he will not care about it because of Dumbledore's sincerity and frankness - judging from the results,

Dumbledore and DeWitt had no winner in this trip. They both gained a deep understanding of each other and determined that both sides could coexist, but there was no possibility of one party being completely convinced or completely accepting of the other party.

By the time they left school the next day, it was also time to send the Durmstrang and Beauxbatons students away from Hogwarts. The people injured during the period were all healed now. They put on the clothes when they came and went with the carriage.

Together with the black ship, get ready to set off. Madame Maxime and Hague bid farewell, and Durmstrang's students are leaderless. They have lost a classmate, but the British Ministry of Magic wants to suppress this matter, so

The last trace of the little warrior's existence is only the sad atmosphere among some students, and more pain will be borne by those closer to the little warrior in the future.

"We didn't expect this to happen," Krum came over again, and he said to DeWitt, "It's very sad, but... let's not talk about it, I want to thank you, and He...

Hermione, you helped me during the game. If it weren't for you... there might have been a more serious accident. Also, I'm sorry, I didn't know about your relationship at the beginning, when..."

"You don't have to finish the rest of the sentence," DeWitt and Klum shook hands and said, "If you really think so, the unpleasantness in the past is actually not a big problem."

Ron and Harry finally made up their minds, and they took this opportunity to ask Krum for his autograph. Fleur, who was on the side, grabbed her sister and seized the opportunity to come closer. They also had something to say.

"Thank you." Fleur kept repeating, she opened her arms and wanted to hug DeWitt - then Hermione was pushed out by DeWitt, and the two girls bumped their foreheads in a hurry. DeWitt saw

Fleur's sister Gabriel couldn't help but laugh out loud. He also laughed, and there was a certain spiritual resonance with this silver-haired little sister at this moment.

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"I shouldn't have said those words," Fleur said sincerely without letting go of Hermione's hand, "Thank you for stopping the duel between me and Krum. If it weren't for you, no one would have known what to do next.

How far will it develop, and your subsequent rescue of us and protection of Gabri... If something happens to Gabri, I really can't think of what will happen to me..."

Faced with such people and such words, both DeWitt and Hermione chose not to care anymore - rather than seizing their faults and seeking forgiveness, they preferred to accept the gratitude they received for their kindness. So Hermione took the photo

Patting Fleur on the back, she tried her best to overcome the discomfort of embracing someone of the same sex. She breathed in the scent of Fleur's perfume in her nose. Even after the two separated, Fleur held Hermione's hand tightly. She asked for Hermione's address and gave it to her.

My contact information, I repeatedly requested to write more letters. Especially after pulling Hermione over to whisper a few words, I successfully reached a consensus with Hermione on some issues, making Hermione willing to increase communication with Fleur in the future.

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As for DeWitt, he was still thinking about the issue between Dumbledore and Voldemort. He was thinking whether he was not "deciding enough" by not having a duel with Dumbledore, but he soon put this thought aside.

Throwing it behind his head - Dumbledore was a respectable man. Although he hid something, going to war with such an old man was not what DeWitt was willing to do.

That is to say, he was so busy thinking that DeWitt failed to think of the twins who were detained in school immediately. When he got on the train leaving Hogwarts, he asked in the box: "Where are Fred and George?"

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Hermione looked at him in surprise and had no time to answer. Ron sitting opposite said gloatingly: "You didn't know? They were left in Hogwarts! I guess they must have done something bad... Mom is here

We must criticize them sometimes..."

Harry sighed sadly.

"I forgot," DeWitt's thoughts spread from Fred and George to Shirley, and he became curious about Shirley's world. He said casually, "What are your plans for the vacation?"

Ron said boringly: "Go home...what else can I do?"

Harry sighed again.

"Why do you always sigh?" Ron finally couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Since the end of the Triwizard Tournament... no, it should be from the end of the first game, you have been uneasy, Harry, you are

What's wrong?"

Harry showed his passion for expression for a moment, but the next second he turned his head away and let out a deep sigh again, saying: "You won't understand."

Ron said: "How do you know we don't understand if you don't tell us?"

"I just know," Harry said stubbornly, "because what I'm thinking is a little despicable..."

DeWitt was discussing with Hermione about getting out of the car and going to Gringotts to save money. When he heard this, he said jokingly: "What? Do you want to steal love with a sword, or develop an unethical relationship?"<

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Hermione pushed him and just said: "That's not a nice thing to say..." when she saw Harry blushing, looking guilty as if his true feelings had been revealed.

"You won't..." Hermione thought for a moment and changed her words, "Ahem, this... human feelings are always free and uncontrollable. It can be said that this kind of thing happens to human beings. Most people

Everyone will understand this... So, who is it?"

Harry squirmed for a long time before spitting out a name: "Qiu Zhang."

"That yellow-skinned girl from Ravenclaw?" Hermione praised Harry's eyes, "She is indeed recognized as beautiful by Hogwarts, but... if I remember correctly, she is actually..."

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"He has a boyfriend," Harry said bitterly, "Cedric Diggory, we met his father during the World Cup."

"Fair competition is reasonable," Hermione could only say, "maybe we can also help some..."

"How can you help?" Harry said weakly, "You two - everything will fall into place, no one will snatch it..."

DeWitt and Hermione looked at each other in tacit understanding. They knew that the other party was not unavailable, but now, they both remained silent and listened to Harry continue:

"Fred and George, they have someone they like, but they can't figure it out..."

Ron said loudly: "You still have me!"

"What's the use of you?" Harry said angrily, "You just don't know anything and only know how to play your wizard chess!"

"Then you have to tell me," Ron said matter-of-factly, "You can't go to Malfoy for help, right?"

"That makes sense," Harry's eyes lit up with hope, and he asked hopefully, "Then what can you do?"

Ron tilted his head, spread his hands, tilted his mouth, and said fearlessly: "There is no way."

Harry couldn't bear it anymore and punched Ron in the chest. He looked at DeWitt and Hermione again and thought about the fact that he was about to return to the Dursley's house and Sirius was busy with tasks assigned by Dumbledore.

The melancholy and anguish brought him back to his original state, leaning against the window in a daze, his sighs echoing in the carriage and not stopping until he arrived at the station.