Chapter 1162? Frankness
Allen raised his eyes to look at Dumbledore, and their eyes did not shift. Allen's fingers clicked lightly on the armrest of the chair a few times, just when Dumbledore's expression became disappointed when he found that his suspicion was confirmed.
"Albus, let me show you something." Allen smiled at Dumbledore and reached for his pocket. "It took thousands of years to complete. It is hard-won. It is a very special gift for Rowena and I." An important collection.”
When Dumbledore heard Allen's affectionate name for Ravenclaw, except for narrowing his eyes, his beard and hair did not move at all. The figure with the curved nose fell quietly to the ground. Lun's actions.
Allen's pale and slender palms spread out in front of Dumbledore, and a blood-red stone with irregular shapes appeared in his palm - Allen showed the Sorcerer's Stone generously in front of Dumbledore.
"In my original understanding, the Philosopher's Stone is not a wonderful thing... Alan, you must know that it has no benefit to people, and how the increased life span is presented..." Dumbledore's calm posture was broken, But he did not explode immediately, he just looked more confused, "In my original understanding, for people with a clear mind, death is just another great adventure... But Ms. Ravenclaw told us at the time that she was working with Confrontation with Death…So you made the Philosopher’s Stone?”
"I think we're honest enough now, so I don't have to avoid suspicion and use a pensieve that's not easy to fake but will get our heads wet, right? Let's keep it simple and give you a glimpse of what you think the great adventure looks like... "Alan asked half a sentence and saw that Dumbledore had no objection, so he waved his hand to summon the skull water pipe from the cabinet.
Then he took a deep breath and spit out the vision he saw after falling into the underworld, as well as what those Muggle invaders did to England in 1066, and showed some to Dumbledore.
"For the greater good, I did use some Muggles...but these people were originally in history...well, although this history itself has my active participation, they are destined to die in history, so instead of Let them suffer this in the underworld..." Allen lowered his eyes and clenched the magic stone in his palm, "I know what you want to say, Albus, I do not have the power to judge these invaders or to judge their life and death. But I don’t have a perfect solution to everything...I can’t make everyone like me, I can only wait until they get tired of hating me or get tired of living..."
"If that's the case...Compared with the true face of Death, it is indeed more beneficial to wizarding society to keep it mysterious and legendary. Only in this way can we avoid panic...Muggles..." Dumbledore pondered, and then seemed to be considering his lines. I couldn't decide for the moment what attitude I should take to face this kind of thing, "I heard the hints and warnings you revealed, and I understand that your relationship with Ms. Ravenclaw seems to be closer than I thought... But even if Not counting Ms. Ravenclaw, I am not your opponent, but Ellen, are you sure that what she told you must be all the truth? You know that when she appeared that day... she also looked very dangerous..."
"We are indeed fighting against the God of Death." Allen did not say more but emphasized, "As you once said, it is not his ability that determines a person's fate, but his choice."
"So I won't rush to make a choice this time, especially when I don't understand and can't confirm it... Although it is not easy for an older person like me to change my mind, at least this time I will try my best. Unlike before, I am used to judging things with my inherent concepts... I will try my best to investigate and reconcile these matters, and let us make a conclusion later." Dumbledore asked calmly, but his eyes seemed surprisingly still Some plead, "As for the last question...what do you think about the International Confederation of Wizards' Statute of Secrecy?"
"Albus, my attitude towards the law of secrecy is not important. It can even be said that the attitude of wizards is not important..." Allen's voice became much gentler. After hesitating for a moment, he took out a stack of information and triangles from the drawer. The CD was placed in front of Dumbledore, "If you have a wizard TV installed in your home, you can go back and take a look. Muggles' technology is similar to their magic, but their progress in the past hundred years has been much faster than ours...Muggles have made rapid progress recently... The computer network they invented is like a huge spider web all over the world, connecting Muggles all over the world... It allows people around the world to communicate and share information at any time, and to check what is happening everywhere without leaving home. Information... I have conducted investigations and divination. In a few years, news videos and audios no matter where they happen will be immediately uploaded to the Internet and known to Muggles all over the world... And in a short time we can There is no way to get so many thunderbirds and curling demons..." (Author's note: In fact, for some reason, the wizarding world does not have any risk of being exposed nineteen years after the end of Haqqi.)
"Wealth and life are two things... you already have them with the Philosopher's Stone... So of course your recent actions are definitely not for money, which are not of much benefit to us..." Dumbledore's bright eyes Through his crescent-shaped glasses, his blue eyes looked at Allen very seriously: "And now there is an uproar in the wizarding world...you actively seek cooperation with Muggles..." He paused, "In other words, if This model can be promoted smoothly... Seeing the benefits generated from it, it can be easily imitated even without the nuclear power and floating city. Do you want other countries to participate in this kind of cooperation that has more connections with Muggles? On the model?”
"Although your 'good friends' and I have similar ideas, the essence is different... Albus, I also have two 'good friends', and they are both Muggles... Their families are currently on the floating city. Life." Allen slowly leaned back in his chair. "I already have a floating city. At its current size, it can accommodate all the wizards in the British wizarding world, and I can continue to expand it." Allen His voice sounded very proud, "It can not only float in the sky, but also allow us to live a normal life on the seabed after opening the shield. After being cast with the Unmarkable and Muggle Expelling Curses, I am not worried that Muggles will find out. It exists, but I can't completely let wizards all over the world shut themselves up like this, and passing further laws to let Muggles and half-blood wizards tear their significant other apart is also very inhumane in my opinion... "
"Thank you very much for your honesty, but you know, no matter which piece of information you have, it is enough for anyone to digest for a while." Dumbledore picked up his glass of Coke and drank the information in one gulp, and then, He stood up and took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, "In addition to the God of Death, it seems that I have to live in the Muggle world for a while..."
Today, Dumbledore's relatively open and neutral attitude also made Allen seem a little happy. Seeing that Dumbledore was about to leave, he quickly stopped him, "Please wait, Albus..."
"Alan?" Dumbledore had just turned halfway when he paused unexpectedly.
"I have received information from my informants. Recently, Tom will go to Nurmengard to look for the Elder Wand... He seems to have learned about the Deathly Hallows from somewhere, but he only found out that this wand once appeared in your place. In the hands of an old friend..." Allen said, taking out the wand he was making just now from his pocket, "I have a gift for your old friend, an elderwood wand body, with the Thestral's tail feathers as the core... I originally planned to send it anonymously to explain the situation, but I think you would be willing to wait for a few minutes for me to finish it and take it with me?" After saying that, without waiting for the stunned Dumbledore to react, Allen shouted to the mark on his arm He said, "Call Helena for me and ask her to bring the wand I am making on the table to the principal's office."
Dumbledore's blue eyes stared at the wand in Allen's hand through his crescent glasses. The ten tips of his slender fingers came together angrily. After tapping a few times, he finally sighed helplessly: "It's because That legend - the person who owns the three Deathly Hallows is the master of Death? I am still relatively happy. For the sake of this Elder Wand and in order not to harm my life, you chose to go around in such a big circle. This shows that your We can still maintain a baseline in our behavior." Dumbledore smiled bitterly, "It's just your bad taste that prevents Harry and I from eating almond cookies anymore..."
"If the problem of Death is solved later and they are not damaged, I will try my best to return the things that belong to you and Harry. After all, it has more commemorative significance than working, right? Really?" Thinking of the embarrassed appearance of the old man in front of him in the cave, Allen bit the tip of his tongue to prevent himself from laughing. However, feeling the anger in the old man's heart that did not match his age, he took a deep breath and said with a straight face. , "If I can make you happy with this... Albus, Rowena and I are not just out of curiosity... In addition to drinking all the poison that Voldemort originally put in the basin, I have also tried the laxatives you took. Already…”
The memory of that night suddenly emerged in Dumbledore's mind under Allen's reminder - Allen looked bad at the time, and the little girl from Ravenclaw was hunched together as if she had eaten something wrong. He looked like he came to ask for medicine... He suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Allen. What Allen just said was that he and Rowena took it together? ! ! !
But before the question could be asked, Helena and her happy voice because she was helping her father work again suddenly came out of the mirror on the wall, "Dad! I brought what you asked for."
Then, under the mischievous smile of the principal of Hogwarts, the former principal of Hogwarts and the former ghost of Ravenclaw discovered each other. Helena, who had always been expressionless, could not help but open her lips in surprise - -Helena didn't think much about it. She thought that since her father asked her to bring things here in ghost state, there would naturally be no outsiders in the principal's office.
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