Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

This is magic that they have never touched before, and it is very likely not even magic, but the creation of wizards or life in a broader sense, and even nature - seamless, almost art.

"Perhaps this is the most standard answer to [Mind Fusion]," said Dumbledore.

His gaze drifted towards the dozing Sorting Hat - this ancient hat also embodied the will of mankind, and the will of four great legendary wizards.

The soul is not spirit, or rather, it is not just that, but no one can truly explain the difference between the soul and spirit.

"Lin, do you think the Sorting Hat and Peeves have souls or not? Does their will belong to themselves or to the person who created them?"

"This is not a question of magic, but a question of philosophy." Facing Dumbledore's question, Lin En understood instantly, "Because it depends on how you view the soul and will - that is, whether a person's decision is made by himself or under the control of others - such as the Imperius Curse."

"Do you think Peeves and the Sorting Hat have souls?"

"Of course, because there is no other Peeves and the Sorting Hat, and there never will be another one, even if we add everything that was originally there to them."

Lynn said earnestly, “I believe that the soul is not a simple alchemical formula with no fixed results.”

"So... my analysis may be wrong." Dumbledore's expression darkened. "Perhaps Harry and Voldemort's souls finally merged together, just like the thoughts of those students in Peeves' body."

"I don't rule it out, but it's not a sure thing."

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“You are overlooking the most important variable.”

"What variable?"

"Harry himself." Lynn held up two fingers. "Harry has his own soul, and he has Lily's magical protection - these are things that Peeves and the Sorting Hat don't have."

The magical power surrounded the fingertips and soon condensed into two marshmallow-like shapes, connected in the middle.

On the other side, disordered magic power surged in the air and turned into a huge but empty "dumpling".

This is a very intuitive metaphor, so Dumbledore would certainly understand it.

"You mean that Harry's soul and the soul that Voldemort accidentally split are the origins. All the elements that make up the soul will revolve around them and eventually differentiate and take shape."

The old man pondered for a long time, and then his eyes lit up. "This possibility does exist, such as the child's Parseltongue."

"Maybe there are many other things, but we don't know them yet - maybe if we let him learn the Unforgivable Curses, he will learn them quickly."

Lin En smiled and waved his fingers to dispel the magic, and his seemingly unintentional eyes revealed a deep meaning.

"That is... you believe that he inherited Voldemort's talent through a soul connection."

"That's right." Lynn nodded. "What we have to do now is to sever this connection without endangering Harry's life - this requires his soul to be strong enough, preferably able to suppress Voldemort's soul. So do you understand why I'm proposing this?"

Dumbledore was obviously a little tempted, but he quickly restrained himself.

"It's too early for Harry to try Occlumency, and it's likely to alert the enemy. But we can try something else."

"You decide."

Lynn waved his hand indifferently, picked up a book called "Mind and Emotion: Analysis of the Source of Invisible Force" from the table and started reading it.

Chapter 347 Harry's New Teacher

From the time Lynn and Dumbledore interrupted the magic to the time Peeves woke up from his coma, it took about five minutes.

This was unimaginably fast for a being that did not possess any magical abilities, but it itself apparently did not find it strange.

Although it didn't dare to do anything to the two of them, it was still unhappy and left cursing, shouting that it wanted to do something bad to Dumbledore's office - originally it was supposed to do something to Lynn's office, but when the words came to its lips, it noticed the kind smile and wisely gave up the plan.

It had no intention of being hung upside down at the city gate for a week to be "admired" by the little wizards. After all, there was a pair of funny guys on campus whose power was no less powerful than its own. If it were given the opportunity, it would not be able to raise its head until graduation at least.

And it has to be said that it always feels that there is a very familiar aura about Lin En since the start of school in winter.

As a "senior school bully" who has been active on campus for nearly a thousand years, Peeves knows very well what is important in this regard.

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After it left, Lynn and Dumbledore didn't do any new experiments - they certainly wouldn't do something so easily as to take apart the Sorting Hat or something outrageous.

Peeves had inspired them enough to come up with some hypotheses and to argue them carefully.

The strongest wizard in the world who is proficient in almost all white magic, paired with another rising star who is expected to take the top spot, even if Lin En has hidden a lot, he can still be said to be invincible, whether in combat or research, even the most mysterious souls are no exception.

After dealing with Horcruxes for so long, Dumbledore can guarantee that, except for Voldemort, there is probably no other living person in the world who understands this evil magical creation better than him. He has given in-depth thinking to everything from the soul-tearing caused by murder, to the fusion of soul fragments and magical items, to the evil black magic that can subtly erode most substances.

He had read the forbidden books on Horcrux making in the headmaster's secret room countless times and could almost recite them by heart.

Now, he was trying to look at things from Voldemort's perspective almost every moment, thinking from his perspective, and looking for clues in the few remaining doubts - although he could not be sure what the Dark Lord was planning now, he was sure that after the last fierce battle in the snow, the other party would not continue to lie dormant in silence, but would find ways to be resurrected and regain power.

This is a race against time, and it is also a plan he had envisioned long ago.

Rather than seeing Voldemort hiding in the dark, Dumbledore would rather see him take the initiative to plan, because the more he does, the more loopholes there will be.

Lynn's idea was similar to his but not quite the same, because he had already guessed the identity of Voldemort's last Horcrux, but it still required an actual battle for final verification, which was not a difficult problem.

What really lay before him was not the "two unknowns" but the last question, Harry Potter.

If he were a tyrant like Grindelwald, he would probably use Avada Kedavra on the young man without hesitation, then burn him to ashes with Fiendfyre, and then shoot a Dark Mark in the air to directly put the blame on Voldemort.

But he is not Grindelwald, and it can even be said that he is completely different from people like Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

This determines that even though he won't say it, he will still do some work to save innocent lives.

This was true in Afghanistan, in Moscow not long ago, and now at Hogwarts.

Even if no one knows, or it seems like a thankless task.

Dumbledore was well aware of this, so he chose to treat Lynn as a partner rather than a potential opponent, even though there were many differences between their positions and even many irreconcilable conflicts.

Their discussion lasted until about ten o'clock in the evening, but after Lynn's hasty departure, Dumbledore still did not finish his own solo research.

He turned his gaze to the thin and weathered old man who was dozing in the portrait.

"Armando, maybe you can tell me more about what happened back then, although I know you admire Tom very much."

He is the longest-lived headmaster of Hogwarts, and the oldest ever to hold the post.

The baptism of time sometimes makes wise people foolish.

This is a good excuse, plausible and irreproachable.

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On Wednesday evening, after dinner, Harry rushed to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom to find his favorite professor, Lupin, his father's good friend.

A few months ago, they agreed to practice the Patronus Charm every Wednesday night. Although there were no opportunities for actual testing over time, Harry's progress was still amazing thanks to his extraordinary practical talent, and he did not look like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old at all.

The mist-like patronus he had cast had almost taken shape - a large quadruped, but it was still a little short of it.

With Professor Lupin's guidance, he was confident that he could fully master this extremely difficult spell before the holidays. This was one of the few areas where he felt he was truly talented and could frequently receive positive feedback.

With excitement, he knocked on the door of the classroom.

"dong dong dong"

"Professor Lupin, I'm Harry, here I come."

"Please come in, the door is unlocked."

Another familiar voice came from the room, and it wasn't Lupin's.

Harry pushed open the door puzzledly, and the first thing he saw was Dumbledore sitting in a soft armchair next to the podium.

There is also a phoenix lazily squatting on the podium eating herbs.

"Professor Dumbledore?! Why are you here?"

"Why, are you surprised?" Dumbledore stood up and walked to Harry with a smile. Compared with the skinny little wizard, the old man seemed particularly tall - the contrast was extremely obvious.

Harry asked somewhat nervously, "Where's Professor Lupin? He and I agreed to practice magic together."

In front of the principal whom he respected the most, he was not as relaxed as usual, but seemed restrained.

"Remus' physical condition has not been very good recently. He needs more rest and adjustment. And he thinks that your current level requires more targeted guidance, so he hired a new tutor for you."

"You mean," Harry's eyes widened, "you're going to teach me the Patronus Charm?"

"That's right, and it's not just me." Dumbledore smiled and nodded, his blue eyes emitting a slightly gentle fluctuation. "Your other teacher should be here soon."

"The other one... ah, it's so cold!"

Before Harry could react, a chill came from behind him, bringing back very bad memories.

He turned his head tremblingly and saw a black ball with a tattered cloth strip vaguely visible.

Although its appearance is a bit strange, there is no doubt that the Dementors have this familiar yet disgusting aura.

"This, this, this...what's going on?"

The little wizard, who had never seen such a scene, was so frightened that he couldn't speak clearly.

"In order to have a better sense of practice, the headmaster asked me to get a Dementor here." Lynn came lazily from the outside, followed by Sirius who had tidied up again. "Your godfather is quite an expert in dealing with these things. Come on, Harry, I won't bother you anymore."

“Eh?!——”

The boy's exclamation squeezed out from the gap in the door that was about to close, followed by a hearty laugh.

It's conceivable that it would be quite lively when these three Gryffindors get together.

Although Harry will probably have a fulfilling and somewhat painful time - compared to the mild-tempered Lupin, Dumbledore and Black are not the easy-to-talk-to type.

As for the Dementor that was unlucky enough to be caught...the Azkaban Administration has never figured out how many Dementors it has, and even if it did, no one would know where it went.

Chapter 348 Lupin's Next Stop

Knowing how to assign the right people to the right positions may be one of Dumbledore's greatest strengths.

He was well aware that Sirius Black's arrogant character and the paranoia and irritability caused by twelve years in prison made him unsuitable to be a teacher, or even for most jobs that required dealing with people, so he rejected his application for the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts without any hesitation.

But he is very good at grasping everyone's character and abilities - even a thief like Mundungus can be used by him, not to mention the capable Blake.

He may not be a qualified teacher, but he must be a competent godfather because of his guilt towards his best friend.

At the same time, having dealt with Dementors at close range for many years, he is undoubtedly one of the people who knows this kind of dark magic creature best.

There was no one more suitable to be the temporary tutor than him, not to mention that Dumbledore himself would be there to take charge.

Harry soon experienced the fastest growth since entering the wizarding world.

The combination of talent, hard work, and appropriate education methods often produces results beyond imagination.

But this had little to do with Lin En. He just caught a lone Dementor and then stopped interfering in the affairs here.

He still has a lot of things to do.

For example, substitute teaching for Lupin.

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Lupin's health was indeed not good, and Dumbledore was not deceiving Harry.

In mid-May, he fell seriously ill, and unlike what Lin En remembered, he couldn't even attend classes.

As a last resort, Lynn and Snape took his place several times respectively, continuing the review progress of the fifth and seventh grades.

This abnormal situation made Lynn a little puzzled.

He already knew Voldemort's curse very well, and it definitely didn't have such an effect, even if Lupin was in poor health.

With all kinds of guesses and confusions, he secretly investigated and soon found the result.

Lupin did not follow Amanda's medical advice for subsequent physical conditioning, and the side effects of clearing the werewolf virus were gradually emerging.

The salary of a Hogwarts professor was not particularly generous, but at least it was higher than that of most professions, which was enough to support a bachelor's very decent life - but Lupin's life was still not good. He was even so strapped for money that he could not afford the affordable vitality supplements.

Most of his salary was used to help those poor people who were once trapped as werewolves like him.

Just looking at the large remittance records provided by Gringotts, he helped at least a dozen werewolves this year, allowing them to go to St. Mungo's to receive treatment for the Devitalization Curse.

As for the remaining savings, after Peter Pettigrew's death, he gave part of it to his mother to supplement the household expenses of the old woman who lived alone in Wales, which directly led to the shortage of treatment funds.

This act of kindness surprised Lin En, but it was also reasonable.

When he was in school, this mild-mannered class leader was known for his quiet, kind, and people-pleasing personality who was not good at saying no.

After his good friends from his school days left his world one after another for various reasons, it was understandable that he, who was penniless and desperate, met a group of werewolf friends who shared the same suffering.