The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

The determination deep in his words made Jonathan completely lose his sense of luck. When faced with the critical moment of life and death, he was afraid that if he questioned for even one second longer and the opportunity would slip away, he immediately raised his hands and said: "I will call the wizard now!"<

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DeWitt's eyes did not relax, staring at Jonathan coldly.

Jonathan slowly lowered his hand and reached for an inconspicuous khaki pocket on his belt. However, before this action was over, the wizard who protected Bonfire Street appeared out of thin air.

Although the visitor is surprising, it is actually reasonable - it is Albus Dumbledore, the principal of Hogwarts.

The old man's eyes were worried, and he walked over quickly and calmly. He looked at Alice, and he had long recognized that this was the ghost in Hogwarts. What he was hesitating about at this moment was whether to reveal the identities of the others, but Dewey

A few of them didn't hide anything. They took off their hoods that were pulled down very low, revealing their faces for the first time. Among them, Hermione politely greeted: "Professor Dumbledore, it's a pleasure to see you here.

If you were here..."

"It would have been a pleasure to meet the students and parents of Hogwarts during the holidays," some details about Dumbledore made him look a little miserable now, "but here...

Well, I think we'll keep the story short and start from...Bonfire Street."

Dumbledore conjured up several chairs with cushions and armrests, and motioned for everyone standing to sit down, even the disembodied Alice. He waited until everyone was seated, including those in Bonfire Street, before he continued.

Said: "The story begins after 1945. The previous asylum seeker of Bonfire Street was about to die. He came to me. Forgive me for not being able to tell his name because he called himself Anonymous and I had never met him.

He, out of respect, I did not investigate him. He led me to this place and told me that he had taken over the mission of protecting Bonfire Street from the previous 'Anonymous', and he thought that I was suitable.

Become his successor."

"What about everything that happened here?" DeWitt narrowed his eyes, hiding his thoughts while looking at Dumbledore unabashedly, and said, "Drugs, experiments, and death..."

"I know," Dumbledore interrupted DeWitt and told the truth, "I know everything."

At this time, the others didn't react at all. Hermione couldn't bear it anymore. She asked: "But... Professor Dumbledore, how can you tolerate all this? You - you shouldn't be such a person."

."

"If I wanted to argue," Dumbledore lowered his eyes and said indifferently, "I would say that in 1938, Voldemort entered school, he summoned the basilisk to kill Myrtle in 1943, and then I took over as Hogg.

The principal of Watts is busy with school affairs. When he graduates and forms the Death Eaters, I will be busy fighting against him... Even now, I am still searching for clues about his Horcrux. I can say that I am too busy, but I

I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. The truth is - I can't do anything."

"I'm not much better than the most elite wizards of any era, and my unparalleled magic power can't solve problems that haven't arisen yet. Before me, it's not that there weren't 'anonymous' people who tried to solve the problems in this area. They had almost exhausted their methods.

Tried it all - Let’s start from the very beginning. At that time, the witch hunting movement was in full swing. Except for some who really messed up, most of the people who were caught on the stake were Muggles. They discovered it by accident.

Here. I think you should have also discovered the uniqueness of this place. It is difficult for the pursuers to catch up, and then these people start to pursue magic."

"The social system at that time was far less sound than it is now. Occasionally, wizards discovered this place, but they would ignore it because it was too deserted. Later, the number of people living here became large, and the wizards who came here discovered the people here. There are many wizards.

Bad, they brought knowledge or pain to the people here respectively. Subsequently, the people here were also divided into good and bad. The bad made a living by plundering and deceiving. They colluded with the black wizard, and were also captured by the black wizard.

However, even if trading with the black wizard risks becoming experimental material, those who are willing to cooperate with the black wizard will never disappear. Those who keep to themselves accept the protection of the white wizard, and the prototype of Bonfire Street appears for the first time."<

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"Then the Statute of Secrecy appeared, but because the people here do not belong to any country, they cannot be protected by the laws of the magical world. They are like war-torn areas in Muggle society. The helping hand of order can only hold up part of the sky. Even so,

Order must also make compromises with chaos."

DeWitt asked firmly: "What if we never compromise?"

"There will always be people who end up here." Dumbledore pressed his knees with his hands in pain, and uneasy lines and folds appeared on his robes. "It's not that no one has tried to expel all the people here. This is not possible at all."

Yes, there will always be people from other areas who come here, and there will always be people who escape here due to magical accidents. It’s not like no one has tried to stick to this place and devote their whole life to protecting the Muggles here.

But this is meaningless, because there will always be dark wizards to make trouble. As long as those dark wizards use the wizard's talents to cajole, the order that the white wizards try their best to maintain will collapse, and those who are hungry for magic will rush towards them in a daze.

There is no way to stop the dark wizard's trap."

"And there is another problem, which is where can the people here go when they go out?"

"This is not a simple moral issue, but a difficult problem involving both the political and social levels."

"I know what you are going to say. It's you, Miss Granger. You will probably divide the people here into good and bad simply and roughly. The bad ones will be sent to jail and the good ones will be rescued. But what will follow is another

One question is, who will help these poor people?"

"They are people who have seen magic and are eager for magic. If they want to return to Muggle society, they must accept the Forgetting Curse, but the Forgetting Curse is not omnipotent. There are too many things they need to forget too early. They still have to worry about it.

There is resistance, and people with less than a certain level of mental and ability cannot escape here. This means that stronger magic power is needed when the Forgetting Curse is cast. However, even wizards cannot withstand an overly strong Forgetting Curse, let alone

Speaking of these Muggles, if they become demented because of this, who will bear the sin?"

"So even I can only provide limited protection. Even if I know that the thoughts and cognitions of these children have been distorted, I can only watch because of everything they have suffered - no, everything they have accepted.

, all of them were willing to do so. Even the adults who were lying like corpses in the dilapidated houses, most of them took those medicines knowing that the consequences of not being able to become wizards would be death."

"Facing all this is as helpless as I am facing the Muggle war," Dumbledore said at last. "No matter how much I think about it, I can't think of the answers to these questions. When I was young, I thought I could shape the world.

into the shape I wanted, but in fact I don’t have that ability at all. The older I get, the more I see, and the ever-increasing magic power makes me feel more incompetent. The creeds and principles I adhere to continue to become stronger and stronger.

Shackles..."

The old man sighed, and said sadly and sincerely: "Dear students, I must admit that I have no choice. When I was young, I couldn't do anything at all. When I get older, I don't even have the courage to do anything. I am still...

…There is no way.”

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