Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

This was a battle more intense and fierce than the one displayed by the Duelling Club. For the young people who had never experienced the Wizarding War, it might be something they had never seen before.

After revealing his trump card, Snape finally won the battle which he originally thought was just a game. He used his signature Sharp Edge Spell combined with various powerful magics he had practiced for many years to completely destroy the iron lump which was more difficult to deal with than plasticine.

Panting, he waited for a long time, confirming that this tough opponent who had repaired himself countless times would not get up again to launch a counterattack. Then he stood up and looked at Lin En who was slowly walking to his side.

"You have some ability."

"Thank you for the compliment, Professor Snape. It's not easy to get a compliment from you."

Lynn was not sad at all because the doll was destroyed. Instead, she seemed to be in a good mood and looked at Snape jokingly with a cheerful tone.

This made the petty-minded Professor Snape feel like he had punched cotton, and he felt very angry.

But that’s not all. Soon, the next scene made him feel even worse.

Lin En calmly took out his magic wand and waved it lightly. The scattered puppet debris seemed to have received a silent call, slowly gathered together, and merged again.

In just a few seconds, they came together again and became the original silver-white metal pier.

The only difference, perhaps, is that the originally crystal clear luster seems to have dimmed a little.

There was an uproar in the audience, and countless young wizards widened their eyes and covered their mouths in shock.

They found it hard to believe what they were seeing.

Only Doris had a fiery look in her eyes, and she looked at Lynn with burning gaze.

"Professor Snape's demonstration just now was very exciting, but I think everyone has also noticed the function of the alchemical doll."

Feeling the assistant's eager gaze, Lynn gave her an encouraging look and spoke loudly.

"Self-repair, automatic enemy detection and combat, and automatic spellcasting covering both modern and ancient magic, these are most of the functions it has - of course there are some additions, such as the ability to handle some daily chores."

He touched the metal pier half-jokingly, but rarely did he fail to receive a positive response from everyone.

Compared to the combat capability just demonstrated, the extremely life-oriented function of "doing housework" seems out of place.

Only Dumbledore heard the hidden meaning behind these words. He immediately stood up from his seat and asked in a deep voice:

"Lin En, are you saying that you have imprinted life-related magic into this alchemical doll, and that it can complete these tasks without any instructions?"

"It's not me, exactly. It's Euphemia," Lynn said. "She's always been better at these details than I am."

Dumbledore nodded. "So, can you explain this puzzle to us? How did this magic appear on this alchemical creation?"

"Of course, Principal, that's exactly what I want to tell you in this class." Lynn smiled, "I don't intend to be too secretive about this."

He raised his wand and swung it down neither lightly nor heavily, with the tip of the wand pointing directly at the dull metal pier and landing right above it.

In an instant, like an axe splitting wood, the solid metal pier was split in half.

The precision instrument, so small that it would be almost unnoticeable at first glance, is wrapped in a thick metal sheath at its core, and remains unscathed even after being chopped and burned.

And around it, the lines are as complex and dense as a maze, interweaving layer upon layer.

"These patterns originated from a wizard in ancient Greece. They were originally used to engrave permanent transformation spells. Later, after being modified and improved by my research partners and me, they can now be used to engrave a variety of spells, including some modern magic."

Lin En introduced the situation briefly, as if he was afraid that the little wizards in the back row could not see it clearly. With a point of his wand, the metal pier that was split into two quickly enlarged.

It was the size of the slides Snape used in class.

"So that little thing in the middle is the controller that operates it?" asked Snape.

He is closest and sees it most clearly.

"It's not appropriate to call it a controller, Snape." Lynn shook his head and raised his hand to take the instrument out of the groove. "In fact, all parts of the puppet serve it."

He gently held the fingernail-sized instrument between his thumb and index finger and held it in front of him.

"Gamp's basic law of transformation includes the inability to create life. No one has ever succeeded in this challenge, and I am certainly no exception."

"But the laws of transfiguration are not the same as eternal truths, and magic is not the only way to solve problems. The instrument in my hand is another way."

"A path that is related to magic, but not blindly following magic, but learning from others and making them work for me."

Lynn's voice is as gentle and magnetic as ever, neither low nor high, but with a certain magic that makes people listen attentively and really think about the truth behind it.

Among the young wizards sitting in the audience, some have already signed contracts with the Starlight Group, such as Penelope, and there are also some young people who specialize in their respective fields.

Before today, they had already been exposed to this company, which had been established not long ago but had become famous for its strong strength, as well as a series of novel products it had launched.

Even those who have not observed it closely have probably heard about it over the past six months.

When they saw the instrument in Lynn's hand, they immediately connected the two things together, and exclaimed in amazement.

They never thought that these objects, which seemed exquisite and interesting and integrated Muggle technology, could have such uses.

For these young people who had undergone seven years of traditional wizarding education, Lynn's views at this moment were tantamount to opening up a path that had never been imagined before.

They couldn't understand it, even many professors couldn't understand it, but after accepting the alchemical dolls preconceivedly, they couldn't ignore this new thing.

Lynn’s lecture did not end there. While the students were thinking about their own things, he stood in front of the crowd and talked.

"In today's class, I will not show you any complicated, advanced, or exquisite magic, because we have practiced it countless times in previous classes."

"I hope to use these two hours to let you know that the answers we get in class are certainly not unique, but above that, the answer from magic is not unique either."

"If you can always keep this in mind, perhaps you can find different solutions to the dangers mentioned by the professors - I am sure of that."

He did not boast about his magic, nor did he intend to promote the Starlight Group that he founded.

Standing in front of every graduate who is about to leave the school, he is still the patient and encouraging professor he usually is, and uses the most plain tone to talk about ideas about future development.

It's like planting a seed and waiting for it to sprout.

Dumbledore in the audience also figured out the key. His bright blue eyes hidden behind the half-moon lenses concealed his complicated thoughts.

Just like Snape who left silently, he sat back after pondering for a moment. He didn't say anything more, but just looked carefully at McGonagall and Flitwick who were listening attentively.

He thought of many things and many people.

Chapter 389 Showdown

Lynn's last class achieved results far beyond Mag's imagination, so she came to Mag immediately after class and praised her generously.

Although Lynn didn't even teach any magic.

This vice principal, who has been teaching for decades, is not a rigid old-fashioned person. On the contrary, her observation and acceptance of new things probably far exceeds that of many young people.

Although he had hardly thought about the deep meaning of Starlight Group and magic technology products in detail before, the moment he saw the alchemical doll and knew its inner meaning, this master who had dedicated his entire life to magic research instantly understood the great value of this new concept.

It not only promotes the development of magic, but also has more important practical value during this turbulent period.

Lynn's views not only influenced the little wizard, but also Dumbledore's most trusted and reliable comrade-in-arms.

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At noon that day, the content of the class was spread throughout the school by the seventh-grade wizards.

Although the final exams were over, the students were eager to go home and had no intention of discussing anything related to study. However, when they heard about the alchemical doll and the technological elements behind it, no one could help but be curious.

This may be the first time that the word "science" appears so intensively in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

While the discussion among students and even professors was in full swing, a conversation was about to begin in the principal's office.

"Please take a seat. What would you like to drink?" Dumbledore said politely to Lynn, who was invited by his patronus. "Excellent results, and the course as well. Congratulations."

"I'm afraid you didn't ask me to come here to congratulate you." Lin En curled his lips and sat across from the desk. "Why don't you get straight to the point? There's no need for us to test each other."

"...You are really different today than before." Dumbledore chose his words carefully, "more straightforward."

"Really? I think that's not bad. Maybe it's because some things have been thought through and some things have been completed."

“It looks like it should be a good thing.”

"Of course. It's a good thing for you and me. I should say it's a good thing for most people."

"In that case, I was right to invite you here today."

"I think so, too, Principal." Lin En nodded. "In fact, if you didn't come to me, I would have taken the initiative to come to you in the next two days to talk about many things."

"Including this... doll you made?"

"That's for sure, but it's not this one, but many that will appear in the future - although none of them will be as strong as this one."

Their eyes met, and Lin En did not dodge. "It, like all the new technologies we explore, represents the future of magic and the wizarding world. This is inevitable."

"I know, Lynn." Dumbledore crossed his fingers, and his face showed a little bit of embarrassment for the first time in a long time. "But I wonder, are some things, some things, too hasty?"

"Are you worried that I'll become the next Grindelwald, or the next Tom Riddle?" Lynn looked at him mischievously. "I still remember that conversation we had two years ago."

"Yes, that time two years ago... At that time, I didn't realize that you had grown so fast and that so many people were willing to follow you."

Dumbledore seemed to be a little regretful, and seemed to have some unspeakable emotions, and every word he spoke seemed entangled and hesitant.

"So you still think I'll try to use Hogwarts as a springboard, just like Riddle did when he applied for the Defense Against the Dark Arts post."

Lynn made no secret of this, directly exposing Dumbledore's pretense of being hesitant to speak and pointing directly to the core of the contradiction.

"Of course I don't doubt you." Dumbledore denied this idea, but his tone was a little difficult, "It's just that we do lack a deeper understanding of each other."

"So you want to confront me today?" Lin En smiled meaningfully. "In fact, if it weren't for that crazy old man Alastor interfering, it would probably take you quite a while to realize it."

Dumbledore said nothing.

"Silence means consent? But it doesn't matter, because whether he says it or not, it's just a matter of a few days earlier or later for me." Lynn didn't care. "You can rest assured about one thing. I am neither Riddle nor Grindelwald. This has not changed from the beginning to the end."

"I agree that you have more personal ethics than either of them."

"That's a pretty good evaluation, although I don't think so myself. I'm not a fool like Riddle, nor am I as idealistic and crazy as Grindelwald, but what I want to do is not something that either of them is qualified to do."

Lynn's face showed a solemnity and dignity that even Dumbledore had never seen before, as well as an unquestionable strength.

"I will change this wizarding society and break the stagnation, decay and chaos that has lasted for more than three hundred years."

The resounding declaration disrupted the calm and composure that Dumbledore had maintained all along. Perhaps he felt the nervousness that others had felt towards him in the past.

He thought of a possibility, but it was not the most important topic right now.

He stared into Lynn's eyes.

"Change means bloodshed, even the mildest kind of change, as Gellert and I have proven."

"I don't deny this, and I will do my best to avoid it, but I won't back down because of this." Lynn looked back at Dumbledore without fear, "I will not turn a blind eye to the existing problems because of this. Stagnation is a slow death. It only belongs to the elderly, not to me."

As he spoke, the strong and powerful aura was no longer hidden, and was revealed without reservation, like a towering and majestic mountain standing over the Hogwarts Castle.

"...!"

Dumbledore's heart trembled. His premonition had come true before he even took the initiative to test it.

It was much faster than he expected, maybe even three, five, or even ten years earlier.

He sensed the spirit of the same kind that he had only seen in Grindelwald and Voldemort in the past hundred years.

It's like an old lion welcoming a young challenger.

Magic power and spirit instinctively burst out from his old body, which was even more unfathomable than when he was young.

"boom"

Invisible energy collided and intertwined in the air. In an instant, the silverware on the table could not bear the weight and exploded.

The silver-white mist that was inhaling and exhaling suddenly disappeared, leaving only the body that was just split in half and fell evenly.

"It seems that," Dumbledore took the lead in restraining his breath, not even looking at the completely destroyed precious collection, "I have never really understood you, Lynn."

"Maybe, just like I never understood you." Lin En said calmly, "But you will have a chance to understand me soon. Are you interested?"

"Is this why you told me this?" Dumbledore, who was thoughtful, quickly figured out the key point. "What is your plan?"

"It's not really a plan, but I have an arrangement."

Lynn stood up from his chair and solemnly straightened his robe, his expression becoming more playful.

On August 3rd, I will go to Nurmengard to duel with Gellert. If you are interested, I think he would be happy to have an extra witness. "

Chapter 390: Prelude to Nurmengard

No one knew what Lynn and Dumbledore talked about in the headmaster's office, and no one even knew that this strictly confidential conversation had taken place until the last student boarded the train back to King's Cross Station in London.