Hogwarts: From Luna's House to Godhood Through Intense Competition

Dumbledore patted Fawkes on the back, and Fawkes flew up again, landing on the bird perch by the door.

He approached the desk and asked gently, "Was your first Halloween Eve at Hogwarts wonderful?"

Wizette nodded. "I plan to submit an article to Mr. Lovegood about what happened tonight."

“I’m a big fan of The Quibbler now,” Dumbledore replied with a smile.

He noticed the gloom on Vizette's face, so he rummaged through his pockets and magically produced a variety of candies. "I'm really looking forward to your submission."

Seeing the lemon sorbet that Dumbledore offered, Vizet spoke first: "Headmaster, may I know what happened tonight?"

"After I appeared, the giant abandoned its original target... its only target became me, which was really abnormal."

"And the rune snake attack last time is also suspicious. According to Hagrid, the snake eggs came from that rune snake."

"But Luna told me that the rune snake that attacked us was actually quite old and probably couldn't lay eggs, right?"

“Those snake eggs earned me five hundred gallons, which is no small sum… so I want to know what things I shouldn’t know.”

After saying so much in one breath, he felt a sense of relief, and his previous frustration dissipated considerably.

Dumbledore maintained his smile. "It must feel much better to have said what's on your mind, right?"

"Um……"

“That’s good.” Dumbledore nodded. “Your past experiences have probably changed you a lot, which is why you’ve gone through so many bad things at such a young age.”

"I also had a period like that, lacking someone to confide in, keeping my troubles and worries bottled up inside... until I made a terrible mistake."

Vizette asked, puzzled, "A colossal error?"

“Yes.” Dumbledore nodded slightly, but did not delve deeper into the topic. “Vizet, you should talk more, like you are now.”

Vizette coughed lightly, and said apologetically, "Life here is wonderful! There are only two things I don't understand."

"It is precisely because this place is so beautiful that I do not want any accidents to happen and ruin this beauty."

"The most basic and pure thirst for knowledge about all things—that's the quality Ravenclaw admires most," Dumbledore said with a smile. "Ravenclaw is indeed very suitable for you."

"Let's talk about the Rune Snake incident first! It was done by a pure-blood family, and I also intervened to negotiate. The result of the negotiations was those snake eggs."

He spread his hands, showing absolute determination and confidence, "The pure-blood family dares not take any more action, you can use that money with peace of mind."

"A pure-blood family targeting me?" Vizette thought of Slytherin's attitude towards him. "Is it because of my Obscurial status?"

Chapter 64 Sincerity is the ultimate skill

“Not entirely,” Dumbledore explained. “An Obscurial not only signifies danger, but also… that you come from the Muggle world.”

"Some pure-blood families still don't understand that the theory of bloodline is nothing but an absurd consolation, and that wizards will never become the masters of this world."

"However, in order to highlight the exclusivity of wizards, these families became extremely exclusive and hostile to all Muggles, as well as wizards born from Muggles."

"They just forgot that pure-blood wizards are becoming increasingly rare. Even in the magical world, half-blood wizards or wizards from the Muggle world have become the mainstream."

After hearing Dumbledore's words, Vizette felt a sense of absurdity. "Pure-blood theory...it is indeed quite ridiculous."

The so-called pure blood theory is very similar to the "racist theory" he knew in his previous life. Going further down the line, there is even the so-called "one drop of blood principle".

Fortunately, at Hogwarts, the concept of bloodline only prevailed within Slytherin.

Perhaps it is for this reason that they are alienated from other colleges.

“Yes, what a ridiculous theory. It’s becoming less and less popular in the wizarding world…” Dumbledore nodded in agreement, “So they went on a final mad spree, and Voldemort was born.”

Vizette was somewhat incredulous. "Voldemort was... nominated by a pure-blood family?"

"Their relationship is very complicated." Dumbledore shook his head slightly. "Voldemort's upbringing was very special, which made him a supporter of the pure-blood theory."

"When Voldemort rose to power, the pure-blood families realized this and began to support him in order to maintain their family's power and status."

"Because they shared similar ideals, they hit it off and grew together. Voldemort became 'the one whose name cannot be mentioned,' and members of the pure-blood family became 'Death Eaters.'"

"The wizarding world went through a dark period until Voldemort was defeated by Harry Potter and disappeared, and peace returned."

"And now I have to tell you... Voldemort is back, and he's not only eyeing Harry Potter, but also you."

Vizette's eyelids twitched. "Trying to take advantage of me?"

“Yes!” Dumbledore nodded emphatically.

"So... he was the one who ordered that troll, but why?" Vizette frowned, then suddenly realized something. "Or is it because I'm an Obscurial?"

Dumbledore smiled with satisfaction. "You are very perceptive."

He noticed that after learning of Voldemort's return, Vizzet did not show panic, but instead began to think and quickly came to an answer.

This is a rare quality, and it's a major reason why he values ​​Vezet.

He saw the shadows of many people in Vizette... not only Ariana, but also himself.

Since Vizet had not betrayed Snape's trust, Dumbledore decided to provide more information.

His expression turned serious. "Vizet, I have to tell you something, and I hope you're mentally prepared."

Vizette sensed the change in Dumbledore's expression and nodded solemnly, "Of course!"

"I only realized Voldemort had returned after I made contact with Quirrell. In other words... this operation was very likely carried out by Quirrell."

“Professor Quirrell…!” Vizette’s eyes widened, and she swallowed hard. “How could it be him?”

He found it hard to believe that a professor who had taught him everything he knew could be connected to Voldemort and even put him in danger.

Dumbledore remarked, "It is perfectly normal to go astray; many people go through similar experiences."

This statement seemed to be meant to comfort Vizette, but it also sounded like a monologue.

“I’ve been observing Quirrell. Since he came back from his vacation, his behavior has become increasingly strange, and he doesn’t interact much with the people around him.”

“Just when I thought he might not be able to turn back and would run headlong into the abyss, a turning point finally appeared.”

Wizette pointed to himself and said, "Is my turning point?"

“Of course,” Dumbledore smiled. “You and he are both Ravenclaws, which is a wonderful coincidence.”

"How could it be Professor Quirrell?" Wizette was still full of questions. "If Voldemort ordered him to deal with me, why would he impart knowledge to me?"

"It was from him that I learned that dark magic could arouse the evil thoughts of the Obscurus. He also suggested that I learn Occlumency to combat the evil thoughts generated by the Obscurus."

“That’s right!” Dumbledore said with a smile. “Contradiction is an opportunity. You may not have noticed, but your words and actions are quite different.”

“You treat every professor with equal respect, and this respect and sincerity is what Quirrell has always longed for but has found difficult to obtain…”

"He embarked on the wrong path, and your sincerity made him waver, which was also the key to making him turn back."

Vizette frowned, still full of doubt. "What do I need to do?"

Dumbledore said slowly, "Maintain this respect and sincerity. For a sensitive person, special treatment would only make him uneasy."

"Just pretend you know nothing and subtly influence him... You can continue to attend Quirrell's private lessons, or you can choose to stop believing him."

He let out a long breath and solemnly instructed, "And the most important thing is that you must pay attention to your own safety."

Just then, Fox let out a soft cry, flew up from the bird perch, and landed next to Vizet.

“Of course I haven’t forgotten you!” Dumbledore stroked Fawkes’s feathers. “If you are in danger, you can call on Fawkes, and it will help you.”

Fox nodded very humanly and pecked a feather out of his body.

A fiery red feather drifted into Vizet's palm and then disappeared.

Vizette raised her hand, looking left and right, but saw nothing.

But the warmth in his palm told him that what had just happened was real.

He seemed to have established a connection with Fox, receiving a response simply by calling Fox's name in his mind.

“Fox really likes you,” Dumbledore explained. “That’s its mark; it can find you quickly whenever it’s in the school.”

“We have some time, you can take your time to think about this. If you encounter any difficulties, you can come to me anytime. Professor Flitwick knows the password here.”

Vizette stood up abruptly, her tone unwavering and her eyes resolute, "I will continue to attend Professor Quirrell's classes and do everything I can to change him!"

Dumbledore interlaced his fingers and said in a low voice, "Okay."

He lowered his head slightly, so that Vizette wouldn't see his eyes.

In those clear, azure eyes, there seemed to be a layer of crystal-clear water...

Chapter 65 Snape's Purpose

After Vizette left the principal's office, the place became a bit quieter.

Dumbledore drew his wand and drew a perfectly round circle. "Patriot!"

A dazzling silver light burst from the tip of the wand, transforming into a lifelike phoenix in the air.

“Newt, how have you been lately? My student has come up with a new spell, the casting process is like this… the incantation is ‘Dust Removal’…”

"Yes, an extremely efficient and practical life magic. I vaguely remember that you seem to have kept an Obscurus there."

"So I'd like to know if it helps suppress euphoria? Please reply to me as soon as possible. Best wishes to you and Tina."

With a flick of his wand, the silver phoenix spun once and flew out of the headmaster's office, disappearing into the distance in the blink of an eye.