True enlightenment against heaven: Starting from the proud smile

The office was quiet for a moment.

Hermione asked in her mind, "What should I say?"

【Just tell the truth. 】

Hearing this, various answers popped up in Hermione's mind, including insights from books, sighs from family and friends around her, and even touches from her own personal experiences.

"For myself?" Hermione looked at the old headmaster.

"Well, I want to hear what you young people really think."

"I really haven't thought about it carefully. It may take a while."

"Of course, this is just a small talk." Dumbledore said with a smile, picking up an snow treasure and stuffing it into his mouth.

Hermione thought seriously for a long time this time, and the old headmaster was quiet and did not disturb her.

After a while, the little witch thought of something and her face turned red, with a smile on her lips.

"It seems you already have the answer."

Hermione took a sip from the cup, pushed her hair behind her ears and said, "Maybe my thoughts are still immature, but this is the most real feeling I have at the moment."

Dumbledore leaned forward slightly, showing interest.

"I think magic is a bridge that allows people to change their destiny, ensure safety, and pursue happiness." Hermione shrugged, "At least that's the case for me now."

"Oh, a very sincere and energetic answer. This is why I like chatting with you young people. Unfortunately, most people are too respectful to me. They prefer to use smooth answers to fool me, an old man. It's like I'll eat them if they show a little bit of thought," Dumbledore said, feeling a little helpless.

"This is normal, you are Dumbledore after all!"

"This sounds like a compliment, but fame always brings some unnecessary troubles. Hermione, can I call you that?"

"Of course, it's an honor."

"So what do you think about fame?"

This Hermione didn't need to think much, "I don't have much feeling about fame. Maybe boys will like it, such as Harry, oh, Harry doesn't count. He is probably fed up with the harassment. Ron and him The two brothers should be very enthusiastic."

Dumbledore was amused again, "You are right. I learned from Professor McGonagall that you have helped the school so much this time, but you chose to deal with it in a low-key manner. Most people rarely do this."

Just when Hermione was thinking about going around in a big circle and finally getting to the main course, Dumbledore changed the subject again, "Courage is a precious character, but humility is the cornerstone of success. I agree with your approach. If If you have a flamboyant personality, the professors will have a headache."

"You mean the Malfoy kind?"

Dumbledore laughed again, "That child is just overly pampered. He is not bad in nature, and I heard that he has changed a lot recently, hasn't he?"

The old principal even winked playfully when he said this.

Hermione was a little embarrassed, "You even care about these little things."

"I have to find some fun for myself. You have to be considerate of a centenarian." Dumbledore said and stuffed another snow treasure into his mouth.

Hermione couldn't help it and tasted one too. Oh, it's so sweet! !

Her move made Dumbledore very happy, "Candy is a source of happiness, I like this."

Looking at the white-bearded old man in front of her who was smiling happily, a sentence suddenly popped into Hermione's mind: Only those who are extremely sad in their hearts will long for happiness at all costs.

"Mr. Lu Yuan, I don't know how to face Dumbledore. Sometimes I don't like or even hate his behavior, but sometimes I feel pity for him inexplicably."

[No one is perfect, Hermione. There is no need to use the standards of saints to measure others. Sometimes it is easier to put aside the process and look at the final result. As for Dumbledore, he was just an old man who longed for redemption and was worried about the world. If he had to be labeled good or evil, he would naturally be considered a positive faction. 】

"Then if he asks about something more detailed, should I tell him?"

[It’s too troublesome to explain. Even if you say it, he won’t believe it easily. If you do this...]

A brief discussion in the mind is just an action of holding a cup and drinking milk in the outside world.

Putting down the cup, Hermione suddenly said: "Principal Dumbledore, do you want to see my Patronus Charm?"

The old principal's smile paused, and then he nodded slightly, "To be honest, after listening to their descriptions, I am really curious, but I am afraid that speaking directly will make you feel conflicted. Since Hermione you took the initiative to bring it up, then let me do this Open your eyes, old man."

Hermione nodded, pulled out her wand, and waved it gently.

"Call the gods to protect you!"

A faint silver light spread out. It was not as turbulent as when it was used before, but it was even more rare in the eyes of experts.

"Exquisite control!" Dumbledore praised, and the portraits of past principals around him nodded silently.

But the next second, when the patron saint who looked like Lu Yuan appeared, the old principal's expression changed.

With his current height as a legendary wizard, he could instantly judge the level of this faint pressure, and an astonishing guess emerged from his heart. However, this level of shock had only just begun.

What made Dumbledore's hair stand on end was when a gaze fell on him.

Immediately afterwards, Dumbledore's pupils went out of focus, and his consciousness seemed to be dragged to other places.

In the eyes of others, Dumbledore only appeared dazed for a moment. When he came back to his senses, his expression was like an overturned palette: four parts shocked, three parts excited, two parts expecting, and one part doubtful.

"Headmaster?" Hermione called softly.

"I'm fine, I just know some content, and I want to retire a little bit," Dumbledore said this while looking at Hermione with a complicated look, "Hermione, since you have shown me the magic of the Patronus, I might as well be direct. Do you still remember the prophecy of Professor Sprout at the beginning of the first grade?"

Hermione has a good memory and naturally knows the content of the prophecy.

"So what do you think? Especially the sentence: the ringing of bells, the overthrow of the world, the bloodshed of gods, he, came to the world..."

The eyes under the half-moon lenses of the old headmaster were serious.

Hermione's answer was simple: "I firmly believe that light will eventually defeat darkness!"

Dumbledore was silent for a long time, and finally smiled, "I also look forward to this day."

......

After leaving the headmaster's office, Hermione couldn't help asking in her heart: "Mr. Lu Yuan, what did you talk about with Dumbledore?"

[Nothing, just told him part of the truth, and gave him a copy of "The Origin of Magic Curse", and promised to try to resurrect his dead sister in the future. 】

Hermione had guessed the first two, but the last one really shocked Hermione.

"Resurrection?! Can it really be done?"

[I just said to try, but we still have to see if Dumbledore's sister's soul exists and is complete. ]

Hermione swallowed her saliva and exclaimed, "That's amazing! We have given him so many benefits, what do we need him to do?"

[Guardian, that is, nanny, anyway, he likes to do this, I will let him help you cover up before you grow up. ]

Hermione was immediately at a loss, "No wonder he wants to retire early."