HP North Star's Radiance

Therefore, they longed for physical immortality and yearned for the eternity of the soul.

As for the former, the Philosopher's Stone can be used to brew elixirs of immortality, so that one does not die despite physical aging.

As for the latter, the resurrection stone can bring out the shadow left by the dead, but it cannot truly resurrect a person.

But Voldemort desired eternal life and immense power; he did not wish to live an old and immortal life like Nicolas Flamel, nor did he wish to become a powerless ghost.

Prarese helps solve the locked room mystery, unexpectedly guides Professor McGonagall to resolve the Full Moon Night incident, and exposes Barty Crouch Jr.'s true colors.

Perhaps Dumbledore, like Professor Snape, realized that some things could no longer be kept from her, and that she would dig out all the secrets with a shovel.

A review paper on soul magic once mentioned:

Studying soul magic is like walking a tightrope between good and evil, requiring researchers to maintain unwavering faith... Take "Horoscopes" from "Demystifying Black Magic" as an example: a dark wizard, through some extremely evil act, splits his soul and stores it in an object. Even if the physical body has died, the dark wizard still has the opportunity to be resurrected through the soul fragments.

Prarese transcribed a portion of the paper from memory and delivered it to Dumbledore through Winnie.

Winnie diligently acts as their mail carrier, mistakenly believing they are actually conducting research on soul magic.

She was also a little puzzled at the time: "Dumbledore smiled as soon as he saw your letter."

If research can lead to laughter, is that research even serious? Are those researchers even mentally sound?

Prareas opened Dumbledore's reply with a puzzled look.

Only then did she realize that the book "The Secrets of Advanced Black Magic" was in Dumbledore's possession, and that he already knew the truth about Voldemort's resurrection!

Dumbledore's eyes gleamed, and he said cheerfully, "Winnie, we always find that children grow up a little faster than we think."

"Dear Dumbledore"

Sir, perhaps this is something I shouldn't know. But my curiosity, my desire to do something, has been stirring within me.

I'm good at keeping secrets, but people are fickle, and many are adept at uncovering them. If you think this is beyond your control, please ask the professor to grant me a state of complete forgetfulness, or to impose a binding agreement to keep the secret.

Student Talia

Intelligent people are prone to thinking that everyone else is a fool or an idiot, and Prarese admits that he also falls into this trap.

Having seen many of her peers who lacked quick wit, she couldn't help but worry that everyone was like that.

Now, Prarese realized that perhaps even without her, Dumbledore would have discovered Barty Crouch Jr.'s problem. Her efforts had merely accelerated that process.

Just like with the Horcruxes, Dumbledore already knew about them. He simply hid them to prevent Voldemort from finding out that he knew, thus creating an information gap.

"Dear Miss Witch"

This is a belated apology.

Miss, I prefer to call you a witch rather than Talia.

I'm glad you're willing to call yourself my student, even though I've never really taught you anything.

We all know that doubt is the source of wisdom, but suspicion can easily hurt a sincere heart.

I admit that I had some reservations about you before I truly got to know you. I also readily admit that I believe you are completely trustworthy.

There are many kinds of courage; trusting others and daring to be trusted by others are both forms of courage.

Of course, this is also because of your mentor, who believes your Occlumency technique is exceptional.

Prareus clutched Dumbledore's letter and tucked his sideburns behind his ear.

Talia is the Muggle who made a mistake in the story, and the witch is the wizard who chooses to forgive her with magnanimity.

Prass was not unaware of Dumbledore's hesitation, but she was not angry about it.

Trust without reason is foolish. If Dumbledore had believed her without reason, when she still harbored resentment and fear towards the monastery, he would not have earned her respect.

She is such a contradictory being, both soft and prickly.

In his letter, Dumbledore stated that he preferred to call Prasris a witch. This was precisely his attempt to reconcile with Prasris.

Praris shifted his gaze to the words "your mentor," a slight smile playing on his lips.

This was the first time in months that she had received a positive message from Professor Snape: he praised her for her excellent Occlumency training.

Those painful days caused by the brain surgery were like bubbles under the sky, flying higher and higher until they disappeared into nothingness under the sunlight.

Praris muttered to himself, "Professor, that's because you teach well."

Winnie, who was delivering the letter, was puzzled. Why was this person smiling too?

Shortly before the start of the semester, Praris received a letter from Hogwarts that specified the books to be used in the new term.

There are only two new books this semester: "Standard Spells (Level 5)" and "Theory of Magic Defense".

Dangerous teachers like werewolves and Death Eaters aren't without their advantages; at least they provide practical lessons.

With Voldemort's resurrection, war drew ever closer. Theoretical lectures offered no benefit to the students' survival.

Chapter 100 The New Semester for Fifth Grade

Clang—

A silver and green badge fell out of the envelope, tapped twice on the table, and finally settled face up. Along with it fell a prefect's appointment letter.

Praris frowned and looked down at the badge like a Frenchman looking at British food.

Draco must be happy now, Praris thought, but she didn't think it was a wise choice.

If she were Dumbledore, she would never have agreed to make Potter a prefect, even if he was the best of the Gryffindor boys.

The boy carried too much on his shoulders and wasn't the type to follow the rules.

Similarly, if she were Professor Snape, she would never have chosen to be a prefect.

Without a doubt, Prasris is the strongest girl in Slytherin's year, and even in recent years—there's no comparison to her earlier years.

But this is for electing class leaders, not for electing Aurors.

Marcus and Farley were not the best wizards or witches in their year. But none of the Slytherins in Praris's year thought they weren't doing well enough.

Praris is different. Without the incentive of financial gain, she's unwilling to do something so thankless and exhausting.

Initially, she taught Marcus in exchange for his help in passing her flight exam with high marks. Later, if Draco hadn't been so persistent in bothering her, she wouldn't have bothered spending her time trying to enlighten him—of course, things are different now.

Nine out of ten Slytherins are troublemakers, and they always seem to be from other houses. Just thinking about the mess that's about to be handed over to her and Draco gives her a headache.

That shouldn't be the case. Knowing her as the professor does, he surely knows she'd rather spend her time on valuable things, like studying and figuring things out...

Ah, I suddenly understand completely!

It turns out that Professor Snape was afraid she would get involved in their affairs, so he took on the role of prefect to occupy her time.

A blatant, overt scheme.

The other letter was from Miss Stella. As mentioned before, Senior Stuart works at the International Office of Magical Law.

As a newcomer, after completing her work reviewing bills in various positions, she will be rotated to the international legal cooperation position.

"Thanks Merlin, I'm not with the Trade Standards Institute, so I don't need to contact that Percy Weasley guy."

(That guy became an assistant minister, and now he's riding high, swaggering around, and even showing off at the Trade Standards Institute—his office before he became Crouch's assistant. Perhaps because I kindly taught him how to slack off, he's come to check on me several times to see if I'm on duty. Is he alright?)

Thanks again, Merlin. I'm not with the International Wizarding Federation, so I didn't witness the grand occasion of them kicking Dumbledore out of the game.

In this turbulent department, with its three branches, I was fortunate enough to be housed in the only safe office.

I'm even more grateful to Merlin, because my aunt told me that Dolores Umbridge is going to be sent abroad!

Little Pu, you absolutely cannot imagine how I'm going to deal with that disgusting old hag—who happens to admire me quite a bit.

My aunt said that I did a good job of putting on a show, which made Umbridge think that I really supported her.

Heh, let alone Umbridge. Even if it were just a pitch-black shadow*, as long as it was somewhat useful, I'd praise it to the skies.

So get ready to congratulate me! After my rotation in the collaborative role, your senior will be promoted to deputy office manager!

Miss Stella is flexible and adaptable; she can coax even the most detestable person into submission. She is truly a born politician.

Prarese picked up a quill and began writing a congratulatory letter.

At that moment, she was completely unaware that the disaster wouldn't disappear, it would only shift. Stella was happy, but the students of Hogwarts were about to suffer.

The start of the school year is fast approaching, but the holiday still feels like it was just yesterday.

During the holidays, Praris went through all the material that would be tested in the first four grades of the OWLS exam and also previewed the fifth-grade curriculum.

In addition, there's the matter of using psychology to remotely study Horcruxes.

Without a doubt, the diary is one of the Horcruxes. Hermione once said that it was a diary bought in the Muggle world, and the "Tom Riddle" in it had memories from his fifth year.

Voldemort despised Muggles and wizards from Muggle families, yet he used a Muggle diary, which shows that he had no other choice at the time.

The more someone has experienced a life of hardship, the more likely they are to go to the other extreme after escaping that predicament.

Prareas believed that if Voldemort continued to create Horcruxes after his rise to power, they must have been sufficiently glamorous and befitting of his status in his eyes.

She passed these guesses on to Dumbledore, hoping they would be of some use.

A few days later, a train whistle sounded at King's Cross station to remind students to board.

“Slowpoke,” Draco drawled. “Let’s go!”

After saying that, he naturally took Praris's luggage, so naturally that Praris was a little taken aback.

Praris glanced at the luggage in Draco's hands and nudged his elbow: "What are you doing? I need to go find Pansy and the others."

"What are you doing?" Draco chuckled briefly. "Prefect, we're going to find the student council presidents! You haven't forgotten, have you?"

Praris glared at him: "Going with your luggage, is that it?"

Draco realized what was happening and coughed twice: "I just saw Pansy... uh, she should be in the middle carriage."

The two quickly found three girls in the middle carriage. Pansy seemed excited as she spoke, while Daphne listened lazily. Millison, however, looked rather pale.

Seeing Pralis enter, Pansy gave the two of them a slightly mischievous look: "Oh, the Slytherin prefects, male and female, are truly enviable—"

Pansy said she was envious, but her eyes were full of teasing.

Praris sighed deeply: "This prefect position can be given to whoever wants it, and we still have to take the OWLS exam this year..."

"No, no, no!" The three girls quickly waved their hands, and Daphne shook her head and said, "Spare me, you top student, it's only the beginning of the semester!"

After saying that, they all burst into laughter.