Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 429 Community of Shared Destiny

The following Friday, after breakfast, none of the young wizards at Hogwarts left the Great Hall; instead, they waited quietly in place.

According to Dumbledore's educational reforms, the first class this morning will be Muggle Studies, which will be taught by Dumbledore himself.

Besides the students of Hogwarts, many teachers also stayed.

These include Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, Professor Flitwick, and Dolores Umbridge.

Dolores Umbridge's purpose in staying behind is self-evident. As a special investigator dispatched by the Ministry of Magic, she was, to put it bluntly, Cornelius Fudge's spy planted at Hogwarts. Given that Dumbledore was personally teaching the class, it would be unreasonable for Umbridge not to stay behind to find fault and report on things.

As for the remaining three professors—Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape, and Professor Flitwick—they were truly eager to try their luck.

Professor McGonagall hadn't seen Dumbledore teach for nearly forty years, while Professors Snape and Flitwick had never seen him teach before. Since they didn't have classes that morning, they decided to stay in the Great Hall to see what Dumbledore was up to.

After breakfast was over, and the house-elves had cleared away the leftovers from the table, Dumbledore rose from his seat.

Since the start of this semester, Dumbledore has been eating all his meals in his headmaster's office, except for the opening banquet. But today is an exception.

“Very good.” Dumbledore, or rather Tyella, slowly stood up. “I see that everyone has enjoyed a delicious breakfast, which is good. First of all, as is customary, welcome to the Muggle History of Studies class.”

Sparse applause came from the seats.

Clearly, not many people had high hopes for Dumbledore's Muggle history course.

“Secondly…” Tyella walked to the owl-shaped lectern where Dumbledore usually spoke, then turned to look at the teachers still seated in the classroom—

“Apart from Professor Bubbaji, all other teachers, please find a seat at the long table. You are also students in this class.”

Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall exchanged a glance before taking their seats at the Slytherin table and the Gryffindor table, respectively.

Flitwick, being too short to make eye contact with McGonagall or Snape, jumped down from the teachers' seat and sat on the Ravenclaw table.

And Umbridge—

Although reluctant, I continued on.

Embarrassingly, no one from Gryffindor, Heffpatch, Ravenclaw, or even Slytherin was willing to give her a seat. Whenever Umbridge walked to a place, the male and female students sitting there would instantly spread out like octopuses, putting their arms around each other and crowding every available space.

So unlike the other three professors, Umbridge only found a seat at the very end of the Slytherin table.

“Very well.” Tierra clapped her hands. “Muggle Studies Class, let’s begin.”

“First of all—” Tyella said, “some of you are from Muggle families, while some are from pure-blood families; some have taken many Muggle studies classes, while some haven’t taken a single one—”

“That’s alright, that’s alright—” Tyella said, “Before I begin my explanation, I need you all to tell me what your idea of ​​a Muggle is.”

After Tierra finished speaking, the entire auditorium fell silent for about three minutes.

As in any other class, Hermione was the first to raise her hand—

“Miss Granger,” Tyrell said with a kind smile. “Professor Dumbledore, I believe Muggles are a brave, intelligent, and creative race,” Hermione said.

"Courage, wisdom, and creativity!" Tierra turned around, reaching for her wand—

Then she remembered that she had already sacrificed her "Mad Walker" and hadn't made a new wand yet. Bath Tiera raised her finger and wrote the three words "Courage," "Wisdom," and "Creativity" in the void behind her.

“Very good, Miss Granger,” Tierra said, then looked up and continued to look around, asking, “Anything else?”

At that moment, one of Hefpatch's students raised his hand—

“Hmm,” Tyella didn’t remember the student’s name, so after staring at the young wizard’s eyes for a while, she said, “Mr. Hafid, please speak.”

“I think... that Muggles are kind and lovely,” the young wizard named Dorotohafid said somewhat timidly.

"Hmm, thank you for your kindness and cuteness," Tiera nodded with a smile, then wrote two words in the air behind her with her finger.

With Hermione and Dorot O'Hafed leading the way, the other students gradually raised their hands, and Tyella added word after word to the void behind her based on their answers—

Initially, these were all normal positive terms, such as "simple," "enthusiastic," and "interesting."

But as the young Slytherin wizards also raised their hands, words like "despicable," "vulgar," "stupid," "brutal," and "disgusting" gradually appeared among these words.

In the end, it no longer required Dumbledore to call on each student individually to answer questions; instead, it gradually devolved into a war of words between Slytherin and the other three houses.

"Cough cough!" Tiera coughed heavily, then stretched out her finger and tapped the head of the owl podium hard, making a crisp "ding" sound that echoed throughout the hall.

The discussion, or rather the mutual insults, temporarily subsided.

“Very good, students, very good.” Tierra said with a smile, “I’m very happy to see that everyone is so interested in Muggles.”

“For so many years, wizards have lived in seclusion, completely isolating themselves from the Muggle world. Admittedly, most people in the Muggle world are completely unaware of the existence of wizards, clinging to our fantasies from their ignorant past. But similarly, with these years of isolation, most of us wizards also know nothing about Muggles,” Tierra said.

"You can say they are kind, lovely, intelligent, and creative, or you can say they are evil, disgusting, cruel, and vile."

"Foolish or not," Tiera turned her back, looking at the words floating in the air, "it's all correct."

“They have seven…” Tyella paused, then changed her words, “There are 5.7 billion Muggles in the world today. We wizards…we, less than a million wizards, share this planet with 5.7 billion Muggles, but we know very little about them.”

“Muggles are not our enemies, nor should they be strange creatures we fear,” Tierra said. “Rather than saying we share this planet with Muggles, it’s more accurate to say that we wizards live among Muggles—”

“Or to put it another way, we wizards live within an environment created by Muggles,” Tierra said with a smile. “Wizards and Muggles are interconnected, interdependent, and mutually influential. Wizards are born from Muggles; wizards themselves are a part of the Muggle community—”

“Whether wizard or Muggle, they all share a common name—” Tyella paused, then continued:

"Humanity."

"We are a community with a shared future for mankind."

(End of this chapter)