Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

"No, it's not that, Ced." Lynn smiled and consoled him, "You have to believe that everything you do, everything everyone has done in the past period of time, is meaningful, and I will certainly not let everyone down. Merlin is indeed dead."

"What else could it be?" Furong stood up. "Could it be something more dangerous - cough cough cough!"

Before she could finish her words, she covered her chest and started coughing violently, with a sickly blush on her face.

Although she seemed fine on the surface, she was also affected by the aftermath of magic in the previous battle and could not engage in strenuous activities for at least half a month. The slight excitement aggravated her injury.

Bill, who was closest to her, quickly patted her on the back, which helped her breathe more smoothly.

But her big eyes were still staring at Lin En and Euphemia beside him, issuing silent inquiries.

Many people's eyes were similar to hers, but Percy seemed distracted, with his head lowered, secretly calculating in his heart.

——As he is at the center of power in the Ministry of Magic, he knows more than others, but he cannot reveal it to anyone.

This is due to my identity and job content.

Lin En, who had long been accustomed to facing hundreds or even more students in class, noticed everyone's reaction. He exchanged glances with Euphemia and said loudly, "You can rest assured that there will be no more dangerous opponents - at least for a long time, unless there is a huge accident without any warning."

"Then why did you leave Hogwarts?" Hermione asked with red eyes.

She was so happy when she came here, but after hearing the news, her mood suddenly plummeted and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

The atmosphere at the entire table quickly became depressed.

Furong deeply agreed with this. After she caught her breath, she looked at everyone with a complicated expression and couldn't help but think of herself three years ago.

Most of the professors at Hogwarts are old men who have been teaching for decades. Students who are used to this style may find it more difficult to adapt. Thinking of this, she shook her head calmly and sighed.

"You don't have to be like this. Although Doris is still very young, she has already mastered most of the magic I know. She just hasn't mastered it yet and has made some innovations. It's more than enough for teaching." Lynn said with a smile, "As for you, I'm just no longer your professor. It's not like I can't see you or write letters. Don't Penelope and Andrew stop studying after graduation?"

"But..." Hermione lowered her head, hesitant to speak.

"But it's not very convenient after all, right?" Lynn had long understood his assistant's thoughts, and said in a leisurely tone, "There is no such thing as perfect in this world, Hermione. Magic must be improved by yourself after all. As long as you are not as lazy as a certain young man who stopped studying magic after graduation, we can still grow and improve together."

As he said this, he looked at Percy mischievously - only to see the back of his head buried deeply.

Hermione sat down sullenly.

Obviously, this reason could not convince her, or it was not really a reason, but at best a consolation.

Lin En also knew this. His gentle gaze swept over each little wizard, feeling their different moods, and finally fell on Doris, his favorite.

"In fact, I also enjoy the time I spent working and living in Hogwarts. I enjoy exploring mysteries with young people like you, and witnessing your growth and maturity step by step. But just like you can only spend seven years in Hogwarts, people will eventually gather and separate. It's just that this time came much earlier than I planned because of the unexpected circumstances."

He said in the softest tone, "As for the reason, please forgive me for not being able to tell you yet, because you are too young and should not be exposed to things that will only cause you trouble too early." He looked at the little wizards who were still a few years away from graduation, "Of course, I must admit that you have done many things that your peers cannot accomplish, but this does not mean that you are omnipotent, because no one is omnipotent. Everyone must do what they should do and what they should do well, and I am no exception."

At an angle that Lin En couldn't see, Doris silently clenched her fists.

She could understand this sentence the most and was the most saddened by this unmitigated blow.

The other little wizards were either lost or confused, only Neville raised his glass - there was not red wine in it, but clear juice.

Even though he was in a fog and his parents did not tell him what had happened, and what he knew and heard was just the tip of the iceberg, he still believed that there must be a reason for what his godfather did.

This almost unconditional trust was conveyed to Lin En's heart through the eyes, making him feel deeply moved.

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The luncheon, which served as both a celebration and reward as well as an early farewell, ended in a heavy atmosphere.

The young wizards who came here with great excitement returned to Hogwarts in groups, dejectedly along the Floo Network.

It won't be long before the news of Lynn's impending resignation spreads throughout the school, another shocking event inside and outside the recently shaky castle, and most likely the last one.

Soon, thanks to the efforts of Dumbledore and McGonagall, everything will be back on track, including the Five Schools Championship which was hastily ended for some reason.

The magical contract of the Goblet of Fire still needs to be fulfilled, although in this turbulent year of 1995, it seems inconspicuous as it should have been the protagonist.

The graduates who came from all over the place to attend the banquet also left one by one - except for a few who got the hint.

Hermione, Percy, Doris, and Cedric.

It happened to be Lynn's four assistants at Hogwarts. The others, including the most respected Bill, Fleur and his godson Neville, did not get the chance to ask the question or find out the truth.

Lynn returned to the study without saying a word and closed the door.

The four of them worked with Euphemia to clean up the slightly messy restaurant scene.

No one spoke, and even magic was not used much, so time passed very slowly.

But no matter how slow it is, there will always be an end.

Hermione carefully scrubbed the last goblet clean and looked up, unable to see anything else that needed cleaning.

There was only Euphemia sitting on the sofa waiting for questions.

After hesitating for a long time, she, the youngest one, actually moved faster than the three older assistants.

Chapter 630 Old Generation and New Generation

Among the four assistants, Hermione actually has the least information.

Cedric's involvement with the Stargazer also brought him up close to Merlin's machinations on the battlefield of Paris.

Percy followed Amelia everywhere, not only witnessing but also deeply participating in this cooperation that spanned multiple countries and even wizarding and Muggle societies.

Needless to say, Doris had never hidden anything from Lynn since the life-and-death duel with Merlin.

In comparison, it was obvious that the other three assistants had obtained much more information than Hermione, who had stayed in Hogwarts Castle studying ancient books from beginning to end. Even at this moment, this extremely precocious little witch only had some understanding of the concepts of Merlin and false gods.

But this did not affect her ability to use her sharp mind to connect the fragmented information, and to use her cognitive advantage of being a Muggle to find some information that others could not directly access.

Thinking of the conversation with Luna not long ago and the centaur she met in the Forbidden Forest, she bravely asked: "Professor Fox, I want to know the real reason why Professor Eric must leave. Is it related to the Statute of Secrecy and the risk of wizards being exposed?"

Hearing this question, Euphemia was startled at first, and then she couldn't help but smile.

She changed into a more comfortable posture, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised and her eyebrows and eyes outlined in a soft arc.

"Why do you think so? Tell me what you think. You guys, come and listen too."

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Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office.

The damp air brought by the rainy spring days makes people feel tired, and the phoenix is ​​no exception. It lies lazily on the shelf, dozing off as if half asleep, and occasionally opens its eyes to look outside.

Dumbledore sat in a seat he hadn't sat in for many days. On the table was a piece of worn parchment with a simple sketch of the castle, as well as countless names and ink spots.

Looking at the names that suddenly appeared on the paper, he smiled so hard that his wrinkles almost smoothed out, and the guest sitting opposite him was temporarily forgotten.

"Cough cough!"

A harsh cough sounded, with a hint of impatience.

Liu Tao, who was known for his traditional character when he was young, has not changed at this age.

Seeing that Dumbledore was taking so long to reply, he felt being treated lightly and asked, "Are you so engrossed in it?"

"Ah? Oh! I'm so sorry, I was distracted." Dumbledore quickly put away the Marauder's Map. "Excuse me, Lin En hosted a banquet for his club members at home today. I just found out that they have returned to school, so I observed them for a while longer."

"I'm fine, Albus." Ternera said with a smile, "Old people are always like this. They always care about their juniors much more than themselves."

Unlike Liu Tao who was dissatisfied with Grindelwald's affairs, this master of divination who had been living in Hogwarts since this month had been in a good mood recently.

As she herself said, seeing Inès return safely and gaining more and more trust among the Stargazers made her happiest than anything else.

Maybe it was a psychological effect, but her eye, which had lost most of its vision due to divination, seemed to have improved.

But Liu Tao was obviously not in such a good mood.

"We will never forget what happened to Qilin," he said stiffly, "but for the sake of the overall situation, we can temporarily pretend that we don't know about his existence. This is already the biggest concession. There is nothing else to discuss."

Judging from his tone, this was not the first conversation between the two of them, and it must have been unpleasant before.

But Dumbledore seemed to be completely unaware of the hostility and dissatisfaction of the Eastern wizard. He kept smiling and instead opened the drawer, took out a few pieces of candy and pushed them over.

"Don't worry, I don't plan to discuss anything about Gellert today, which is why I asked Catherine to come here."

He said this with a relaxed look, and seeing that neither of them wanted to eat the candy, he peeled off the candy wrapper with a little regret and stuffed the sweet and sour fruit candy into his mouth.

This was the one that Mag gave him.

As for his favorite Honeydukes, he has now been blacklisted and is under the personal supervision of the school doctor, Madam Pomfrey.

If it’s not a festival, you probably won’t be able to eat it.

Liu Tao looked at him with his teeth bared, and his anger gradually subsided. He said indifferently: "You are the only one who can't live without sweets at this age."

"I don't seek longevity, this is all I need," Dumbledore said. "Now that Voldemort is dead and Merlin, or the incarnation of nightmare, has been reduced to his original form, I have nothing to worry about even if I die in my sleep today."

"I don't think that's the truth." Ternera's eyes were meaningful. "Do you dare to say that you are so confident about Muggle affairs? After all these years, I still know you well."

Liu Tao also snorted, and his sharp gaze seemed to penetrate the half-moon lens and pierce into Dumbledore's deep blue eyes to see what was going on.

They have known each other for decades, and Dumbledore's rhetoric, which he has used countless times, can no longer fool them.

Dumbledore also knew it, but he remained calm and said seriously: "It doesn't matter whether I am relieved or not, because these things no longer require my extra attention. I handed over the responsibility of the wizard secret keeper to Lynn a few months ago."

"Oh?"

Liu Tao first raised his eyebrows, looked at Dumbledore carefully, and said in a distant whisper: "Although we are not very satisfied with the fact that you British have occupied the position of wizard secret keeper, it is undeniable that there is no more suitable candidate."

Ternera turned his head and smiled at him, then winked at Dumbledore and said meaningfully: "Let me guess, you must also want him to take over your leadership of the International Confederation of Wizards, so you let such a person out of the school."

Dumbledore was slightly startled by the old witch's words, but he quickly calmed down and said with a smile: "If Sybil could always see the future like you, there wouldn't be so many doubts."

"Don't compliment me, Albus." Ternera shrugged and said, "You have already answered us. Did you ask us to come here in the hope of getting support from South America and the Far East?"

"I'm sorry, Catherine," said Dumbledore. "I did think so, but he rejected my proposal. Although I sincerely hope that he can take over this responsibility from me - the International Confederation of Wizards has too many problems and urgently needs reform, especially in such a crisis-ridden era."

Ternera's expression became serious, and Liu Tao looked unprecedentedly solemn.

"So what exactly does he want to do?"

The old men, representing wizards from two distant continents, asked the same question in unison.

Dumbledore did not answer their questions directly. Instead, he pushed up his glasses, hiding his deep blue eyes for a moment, and asked:

"My dear old friends, I want to know, what do you think of our neighbors who live on this planet with us? How should we get along with them?"

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"…So I think that Muggle public opinion is just as fickle and easy to manipulate as our Daily Prophet. What determines whether wizards are exposed and whether there is a risk of war is actually the overall assessment of risks and benefits by both sides. In other words, it is a math problem that requires precise calculations."

Sitting next to Euphemia, Hermione no longer had the nervousness she had at the beginning. She poured out all her thoughts over the past few days, talking until her mouth was dry.

After drinking a glass of water, she looked at Euphemia, Percy and the other two who were deep in thought. She smiled sheepishly and added in a low voice, "But there is a necessary premise for these situations - those who hold power are absolutely rational and can make the best choice in their own interests based on actual conditions."

"And this is not so easy." Euphemia looked at her admiringly. "Once you encounter an irrational individual, you need a force that forces him to remain rational. This is the role and value of absolute deterrence. Muggles have chosen weapons that can almost destroy modern technological civilization, while wizards have more choices."

"So what you mean is that the Chief is prepared to use his own power to accomplish this deterrence?"

Percy frowned, his tone vague and uneasy.

Hermione took a shallow breath, and Cedric and Doris looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.

Euphemia saw their reactions, but she neither admitted nor denied it. Instead, she stood up from the sofa with a smile, looked at the clock, and said gently:

"He should answer this question himself - after all, you are his personally selected assistants."

"Squeak-"

As if to confirm her words, almost at the same time she finished her last word, the door of the study that had been closed for a long time slowly opened.

Chapter 631 Go Your Own Way

Lin En, who had locked himself in the study for a long time, walked out slowly. He was no longer wearing the wizard robe that he had worn for more than two years, but had changed back into the suit vest he wore during his first public class.

"I haven't worn this dress for a while. Do you feel like you're back to the time when we first met?" He asked half-jokingly, looking at his assistants who had grown a lot both physically and mentally.

"Are you still playing dumb at this time? We are very anxious!"

The only person who could complain in this tone was Doris.

"I think so, Professor. You could at least tell us the specific reasons. I think we can help you."

Cedric said calmly, "Whether it's because of Muggles or something else. We are no longer the students who had to rely on you to help us solve everything a few years ago."

"Everyone, sit down. You won't be in a hurry for long." Lynn said, and then walked to the sofa. "What about Percy and Hermione? Do you two have the same idea?"