Chapter Ninety-Four: For a Greater ......
Looking at the old man's smiling face, Connor only felt helpless.
However, there was indeed an inexplicable anger in his heart.
Not for Quidditch, but for the wizarding world and other trivial things that most people are used to.
It's just that when there are more and more similar things, Connor will wonder if he has read too many books, so his brain is so broken.
Even if he wanted to settle down, he still felt out of place in every sense of the word.
Thinking of this, Connor couldn't help but feel a little headache.
After gently rubbing his temples, Connor shook his head.
"Anyway, those things are just my personal opinion."
When he spoke again, Connor simply summed it up with these too simple words.
"Even if I don't like the Seeker and the Golden Snitch anymore, I can see some characteristics in the characteristics of the Golden Snitch and the former Golden Snitch."
Why was the Golden Snitch hunt so prevalent in the first place?
Not because it's small, and not because it's good-looking, it's purely because it's fast.
The speed of the Golden Flying Man is as fast as lightning, and even the most powerful wizard will not be able to react without full attention.
The handmade Snitch in place of the Golden Snitch has the same characteristics.
Compared with the Golden Snitch as a bird, the trajectory of the Snitch is more mysterious and impermanent.
As a Seeker looking for this kind of thing, he must possess the following qualities:
"Bold, careful, agile, and able to retain all of these traits requires exceptional physical fitness, Harry may seem skinny, but he does have such qualities."
Then, the conversation finally turned back from simple Quidditch to the savior.
It's just that it still doesn't tell you much.
"It's not enough to be a good, celebrated quality, Headmaster, you need something more practical if he is to defeat Voldemort."
was a little thirsty, but Connor was not polite, and directly drank the cold tea in front of him.
"It's the kind of thing you and Voldemort have, and you can catch any clues in the library, but I haven't seen anything like it from Harry since I entered school."
Looking at Dumbledore, Connor whispered.
"Of course, you can say that he is still young, but this is also what I want to say, he is only 11 years old after all, and the principal ...... As far as I know, he didn't know anything about the wizarding world until at least a few months ago, which means that he had only been in the wizarding world for a few months. ”
Dumbledore naturally understood what Connor was meant, but looking at his equally small figure and his red hair, Dumbledore was a little distracted for a moment.
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
Eventually, a bland but steady question came, and Dumbledore was even more silent.
There was even a complexity on his countenance that was difficult to describe in words.
"That's what I'm doing, Connor."
After coming to his senses, the headmaster whispered.
It's more like a talk than a response.
"I'm sure he can beat Voldemort and Harry has that potential."
"No, it's not Harry that you believe at all, it's the prophecy you believe."
Some things are never a secret.
When the news of Voldemort's defeat spread, the 'prophecy' that should have been kept secret also appeared on the table along with the fall of the Dark Lord.
Why did wizards at the time want to believe that a baby like Harry Potter could defeat Voldemort?
For prophecy is what it is, and he is the child of prophecy.
"But the Child of Prophecy can be anyone, not even Neville, it's just that Harry is in that position, so you want to guide him to grow - that's what you really have in mind."
Of course, the so-called guidance is just a relatively nice way to put it.
Deliberately set up some trials for him to overcome difficulties.
If necessary, he also needs to be put to face Voldemort for real...... Or rather, to face the possessed Quirrell.
And these can be summed up in another set of words:
"You're trying to unknowingly confront an 11-year-old to face a once brutal demon, and you're guiding him down a dangerous path."
Tearing apart the cloak of prophecy and putting aside those peculiarities, that's how it behaves now.
"Can you tell me why?"
"Because it's the best time to do it, Connor."
Dumbledore explained calmly.
"Harry now has his mother's love, his parents' mysterious magic still protects him, and Tom can't hurt him now."
"I see."
With a twitch in his eyes, Connor shook his head.
Although he didn't know exactly what the effect of the mystical magic Dumbledore was talking about, it was supposed to be a blessing from his mother before she died.
"If this can really be done, then Lily Potter is indeed a very good wizard in the past."
“…… So, do you agree with this? ”
Dumbledore couldn't help but ask.
"Why should I agree?"
Connor, however, had an even more strange look.
"To be honest, I can't agree with this kind of thing at all, not to mention, Mr. Principal, what you do is not leaky."
Connor slowly broke a cookie and stuffed one piece into his mouth, but the other was placed in front of his kitten.
'Kazi-Ka'
The sound of kittens nibbling on frosted biscuits echoed.
Not only Dumbledore, but even Fawkes, who was tidying up his feathers, couldn't help but look twice.
And it was Connor himself who broke the silence.
"You see, as a principal, you still have problems, you do follow the rules, but for those who don't follow the rules, they only need a little bit of a trick to get you away, your elaborate arrangement."
Dumbledore obviously had no way to refute this, he just smiled helplessly.
"But it's because we've always followed the rules that we're different from them."
"But that's not true, Headmaster, if you had accepted the position of Minister of Magic, you would be in a much better position now, at least the rest of the Ministry of Magic would not dare to impeach you at will."
Although Dumbledore has many titles, such as Chief Wizard of the Wizengamot, President of the International Confederation of Wizards, etc., the law enforcement agency is the Ministry of Magic after all.
"But that might make things even worse, Connor."
Connor understood Dumbledore's thoughts and mindset, so he didn't say much in the end.
"You are indeed old, Headmaster Dumbledore."
Finally, Connor stood up.
"However, since it is your request, then I will naturally find a way to do it, but the matter about werewolves ......"
"Werewolf...... Do you have any good suggestions? ”
Dumbledore spoke.
"My suggestion? Of course, it's all hidden, so you can see who is using this to make a demon, and you think it's okay? ”
“…… It's not that it can't be, those werewolves in the Forbidden Forest, they are also victims after all. ”
"Then it's settled, Mr. Principal, and I'll trouble you to talk to the other professors."
After talking about the nonsense, Connor just yawned.
"Then I'm leaving, it's not early, I think I'll have to go back to the library or my dorm room and sleep for a while...... Good night, Mr. Chancellor, then. ”
"Wait, Connor."
But as he casually walked to the door, Dumbledore stopped him.
At this moment, the old headmaster also stood up.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, just a small problem.
Dumbledore asked with a smile.
"I'm curious, Connor, what would you do if it were you, given the same situation and position?"
"If necessary, I will become the Minister of Magic, after all, if you want to do those things of yours, the higher the position, the better."
"You're not afraid of getting lost and intoxicated?"
"Why be afraid? I've never been obsessed with it. ”
"Why...... How confident can you be? ”
At that moment, as if the identity had been completely reversed, Dumbledore just asked.
It wasn't like he was going to get a response, he really seemed to be trying to get an answer.
But does that make any sense?
Connor didn't know.
But he just shrugged his shoulders.
"Because I know that no matter what I am doing, I will never go against my own heart, it is for a higher ideal, and everything I do is also for the greater good!"
In Dumbledore's eyes, his red hair was so dazzling.