The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

Scott saw Dumbledore shake his head, clearly disagreeing with Medea's proposal.

“I really want to get rid of Tom. He is a heinous dark wizard who has brought pain and fear to many people over the years.”

His tone became somewhat heavy.

“But I will never join forces with you, Ms. Slytherin.”

Medea laughed.

“You look down on me, Headmaster,” she said with a smile, “because I am not a good person in the traditional sense, and I have even done many bad things that people would call vicious.”

Dumbledore shook his head again.

“That’s not the main reason,” he said. “I don’t expect everyone to be noble.”

"Why is that?"

Medea seemed somewhat curious upon hearing Dumbledore's words.

“Because you also cannot treat everyone equally,” Dumbledore said. “You do not value wizarding bloodlines as much as Voldemort did, but you value ability, and your philosophy is that talent is paramount.”

"Is there anything wrong with the idea of ​​valuing talent above all else?" Medea asked.

Scott could tell from her tone that she genuinely didn't understand what was wrong with her ideas.

Dumbledore began to explain his views.

“I know that everyone is different. There are huge differences in appearance, lineage, ability, personality and other aspects.”

"But I want to say that everyone should be equal in terms of human dignity."

Even the weakest person has the right to live.

"We should protect this right."

"That's the difference between humans and beasts."

"Beasts only know how to survive, but we know how to love."

“I understand what you mean, you’re right,” Medea’s voice came again from the small fireplace, “but it’s not practical.”

Before Dumbledore could say anything more, she continued to state her views.

"To promote the development of the whole society, the first thing to ensure is that talented people can have a better future."

“The weak and incompetent should accept the leadership of the capable. When they can’t keep up, they will be eliminated. There’s nothing we can do about it.”

"What we should be seeing is the whole picture."

“I think some sacrifices are even necessary.”

“We can even actively remove some impurities to make the wizarding community as a whole stronger.”

Regardless of Medea's true purpose, Scott, who was in the principal's office at that moment, could tell that what she said came from the bottom of her heart.

After she finished speaking, Dumbledore simply replied, "The majority are ordinary people."

“The ordinary majority is like a flock of sheep without a shepherd dog,” Medea retorted.

“Headmaster,” she said, “do you think that you, the powerful wizard hailed as the greatest wizard of this century, and a witch who spends her days washing dishes and cleaning pots, are of equal value to wizards as a whole?”

Dumbledore said seriously, "I don't think I'm any different from a witch who only knows how to wash dishes and pots. That witch may sound like just an ordinary wife, an ordinary mother, but she can give her husband and children the best love."

Medea remained silent for a while after hearing this.

But she wasn't convinced by Dumbledore.

“I realize that neither of us can convince the other, Headmaster,” she said in a cold tone. “Then let everyone see whose theory can bring a better future to the wizarding world.”

After saying that, she proactively disconnected the connection between the fireplaces.

Dumbledore shook his head and sighed as he watched the green flame in the small fireplace go out.

"Why talk to her about this, Albus? This lady is clearly difficult to get along with," Professor Flitwick said.

“I want to know what she really thinks,” Dumbledore said. “I want to know whether everything she does is simply following her father’s orders, or whether there is also something of her own will involved.”

Professor Flitwick said, "Clearly, the woman herself is not being kind enough."

Dumbledore nodded. "Although the standards they use are different, this lady and Voldemort are equally keen on classifying people into different classes."

As he spoke, he shook his head again.

“If this continues, the Ministry of Magic will only get worse,” Professor Flitwick added.

Neither professor spoke after that, and the atmosphere in the principal's office became somewhat heavy.

Scott glanced at the two professors but didn't speak rashly.

Of course, he didn't think he could say anything thought-provoking in this regard.

After all, his experience with political education was limited to his high school classes in his previous life, and he had forgotten most of that knowledge after the college entrance examination.

As for universities?

Scott only remembers that his college political science class had an open-book exam.

Just as Scott was trying to recall his past life, Dumbledore spoke again.

"Sorry, Scott, this old man almost forgot."

Scott quickly put away his memories.

"Regarding Mr. Carlo," Dumbledore said, "Mr. Scrimgeour, Head of the Auror Office at the Ministry of Magic, has taken him away and notified the Rolle family, who were also victims."

“Do I need to testify at the Ministry of Magic when he is on trial?” Scott asked.

"That's exactly what I wanted to tell you."

Dumbledore smiled.

“I have been notified that, due to the Roll family’s urgency, Mr. Carlo’s case will be heard next Friday morning. I will take you with me to the Ministry of Magic to testify.”

“Oh, you’ll definitely be able to testify this time,” Professor Flitwick said somewhat apologetically. “I’m sorry, Scott, I didn’t keep my promise to you when you were attacked by Carlo last time.”

Scott quickly said, "This is not your fault, Professor."

He didn't want to see Professor Flitwick feel guilty because of him; the professor had already been good enough to him.

Moreover, Professor Flitwick was a purer professor than Dumbledore. Because he never got involved in politics, there were indeed things he was powerless to do.

"Well then, that concludes our conversation for today." Dumbledore smiled at Scott again. "Mrs. Ravenclaw has already said that you don't need to attend her class today; perhaps you need to relax for a day."

“Ms. Ravenclaw is right. You don’t have to go to Professor Babling’s this afternoon, and you don’t have to go to mine tonight. Go and have fun with your friends.” Professor Flitwick smiled at him even more kindly.

The way he looked at Scott was like he was looking at a pitiful child.

Although Scott wanted to say that he didn't need to relax and only wanted to study, he accepted the kindness of his tutors and professors, thanked them, and left the principal's office.

What a coincidence, Scott thought, having just accepted the advice to relax and then running into these two clowns.

As he walked out of the castle, he saw the Weasley twins darting around the courtyard like two bouncy balls.

Each of them held a monocular telescope, looking at the sky and then at the ground, appearing very busy.

Soon, the two stopped at the same time and pointed the lenses of their binoculars at Scott.

“Oh! Scott!” Fred said in a boastful tone.

George waved the monoculars in his hand in cooperation, "Look what this is?"

“A monocular telescope?” Scott walked up to the two men.

"No!" Fred declared loudly, raising his chin high. "It's a magic camera!"

"We did it!" George exclaimed, raising his hands excitedly.

"This is it?" Scott looked at the "monocular telescope" in their hands with a puzzled expression. "What's the difference between your magic camera and panoramic telescope? Is it missing a tube?"

Chapter 387 Glapland Has Nothing to Say

Fred and George dismissed Scott's doubts about their invention.

“Of course not.” Fred’s smug expression remained unchanged. “Our product has undergone many changes based on the panoramic telescope.”

“You’ll know how amazing it is once you try it!” George handed the “monoculars” to Scott.

Scott reached out and took it, looked at it in his hand, then held it up in front of his right eye and closed his left eye to look at the image inside the lens.

“There have been changes.” He looked at the image on the screen. “You added a square viewfinder that’s the same size as the [Magic Crystal Player]?”

"I suspect you're just deliberately questioning us!"

George said with dissatisfaction, snatched the "monoculars" from Scott's hand, and began to explain its functions in detail.

Scott listened patiently until he finished speaking before finally nodding.

“Okay, I admit it’s definitely better than a panoramic telescope, and it can indeed be called a ‘magic camera’,” he said.

George said with feigned arrogance, "Hmph, yes, it's not that hard to admit we're good."

Scott ignored his feigned arrogance and snatched the [Magic Camera] back to play with it.

He had to admit that, as a product with a clear development goal, this thing was indeed more useful as a camera than a panoramic telescope.

The biggest drawback of using a panoramic telescope as a camera is that it can only "shoot" continuous images.

During the production of the Ravenclaw School promotional video, Scott always had to "shoot" a scene and then immediately import it into the Magic Mirror to save it, which was very inconvenient.

Compared to a single-function panoramic telescope, the twins' invention at least magically realized all the functions of a Muggle camera, such as being able to record sound simultaneously, being able to "shoot" more different clips more flexibly, and of course, being easier to operate.

However, Scott only held the [magic camera] in his hands for a short while before returning it to George.

He asked the twins curiously, "What are you planning to do to make a promotional video for Gryffindor, and when do you plan to mass-produce the [Magic Camera]?"

“We’ll get the college promotional video done as soon as possible,” Fred said. “Just wait, Scott, our result will be just as good as Ravenclaw’s.”

“As for mass production,” George suddenly laughed, wrapping his arm affectionately around Scott’s neck, “we have something to discuss with you.”

Scott gestured for him to speak plainly.

“We are not prepared to officially launch this product right now,” George said.

Fred chimed in, "This will be one of the Weasley Joke Shop's signature items in the future!"

"So?" Scott asked, puzzled. "What do you want to discuss with me?"