"He's not lying to you, he's probably telling the truth." Hattings lay on his desk, fiddling with the daffodils he had picked in the afternoon.

"But he's not right, is he?" Carl said.

As Carl has grown, he has become able to hear beyond what people are saying.

"Not bad." Hattings said.

"A murderer can love art, a thief may be a good father in life, the former may not feel like he is killing people and is just practicing his art, and the latter may not feel that there is anything wrong with committing a crime – he just wants to feed his young children."

"So, can you erase the wrongdoings they have done and let them go unpunished because you identify with such murderers and sympathize with such thieves?"

When Hattings said this, he suddenly sighed: "Of course, there are many such fools in reality. ”

"If you stand in the other party's position, then the other party will never do anything wrong, and no matter how wrong it is, it can be shirked."

Karl was thoughtful: "If you think so, Professor Carlo is really problematic. ”

"What's the problem? What's wrong with a person defending himself? Hattings pointedly pointed out the error in Karl's thinking, "Carl, it doesn't matter what he says, what matters is, what your position is. ”

"No one can break away from their own position, if you are the same kind of person as him, then he is right, if Voldemort wins in the future, then they are not wrong, the fault is Dumbledore and others who do not understand the righteousness and hinder the course of history."

Listening to Hattings' words, Carl felt his head heat up.

He understood every word that Hattings said, but when it came together, he didn't understand it.

"But there's always a standard ······" Karl hesitated, "A natural standard for judging good and evil. Just like the Carol siblings killed so many ordinary people, can this also be explained as right? ”

"That's because you're in the shoes of ordinary people, if you're a wizard, Carl, if you're really like those Death Eaters and think that those ordinary people are just 'mudbloods', then what do you think is the difference between killing an ordinary person and killing a dog?"

Hattings scoffed at Carl's confusion.

After a long silence, Karl still shook his head: "Maybe you devils think so, but human beings ······ Human society, God, I really can't imagine what society would be like if everyone was like what you said. ”

However, he agreed with some of Hattings' statements: "But one thing is true, perhaps in the eyes of wizards like Professor Caro, the killing of an ordinary person is no different from killing a dog." After all, ordinary people are just Muggles with no magical powers. ”

"It's disgusting." Karl sighed.

Hattings said, "But you at least know where he and Dumbledore are at odds. I feel like you can take advantage of that. ”

"Utilization?"

"You can express your sympathy for the Death Eaters to the professor, for example, that they are a misunderstood bunch."

"But I don't agree with that at all!"

"Is it hard to lie?" Hattings wondered, "You've lied more than once. ”

Carl was choked by Hattings and couldn't speak.

He did lie a lot, and he wasn't an honest kid in the true sense of the word.

But those lies are different from this lie after all.

Carl felt a deep disgust at the thought of what those people had said and done, and it was hard for him to say those words naturally.

If a person cannot even deceive himself, how can his lies be believed?

"I'm not going to say that." "There's no need to say anything, Professor Carlo has already promised to teach me." ”

Hattings sighed, "Childish thoughts. ”

Whether Carl's insistence on agreeing with Professor Caro's idea is childish, or whether Carl's belief that Professor Carlo has promised to teach him is childish.

Hastings didn't elaborate, and Karl wasn't so sure.

Maybe both.

Karl smiled slightly: "I was originally a child. ”

Twelve years old is just entering the stage of adolescence.

"Learning to take advantage of a child's identity is not something a child would do." Hattings rolled his eyes, "This is the most shameless of the most brazen of adults would use. ”

It jumped onto the windowsill.

"Good night, Carl, and have a good night's sleep."

"Good night, and I wish you the best of luck finding the flowers you like." After a year of acquaintance, Carl already knew that Hattings was always looking for a flower, a flower that would satisfy him.

"Maybe that's always the next one."

The following week, Carl continued to practice the Patronus Charm at Professor Caro's and secretly practiced it in the Treasure House.

However, to his discouragement, by the end of the assault practice, even though he could already form a cloud of silver steam, he was still unable to summon his own entity Patronus.

"It's normal." Professor Carlo reassured Carr, "Actually, many wizards can't even reach this level. ”

"So if I practice too much, is it possible to summon an entity Patronus in the future?"

Professor Caro's face showed a difficult expression: "It's difficult, kid, magic practice is very important, but the Patronus Charm, or these ancient magics, are very special, it doesn't require a lot of practice, if you can use it, you can use it, and if you can't use it, it's often not enough." ”

"Conditions, what conditions?!" Carl asked hurriedly.

It was the first time he had been so powerless on the path of magic, and Carl didn't want to get around it.

"Memories, powerful pleasant memories. Carl, I said that the Patronus Charm is a ritual where you sacrifice your memories to the 'gods' within you so that it will respond to you. ”

"But I think I've thought about it enough!" Karl said irritably.

"But it's not deep enough." Professor Caro said. "Wouldn't it be pleasant for you to eat a delicious dish? But do you think it's more profound than you got a full O in the exam and won the first place in the grade? ”

Karl hesitated: "Eh, almost?" ”

Maybe for ordinary students, getting a full O and winning the first place in the grade should be an impressive thing.

But for an excellent student like Carl, it is indeed as unique but normal as eating a delicious dish.

Students will always have an expectation of themselves, and who will be ecstatic to meet their expectations?

Of course, it's worth being happy.

But he probably understood what Professor Caro meant.

He needed a unique piece of pleasant memory that exceeded his expectations.

It's powerful enough to have that memory to be able to summon an entity Patronus.