days at Hogwarts

Chapter 80 Dumbledore Fearing Power

The sun sank to the bottom of Lake Ohrid, turned into dots of light and spread out with ripples.

After the sky gradually darkened, Dumbledore asked Loren to take out the key, shook it, and with a squeeze, they appeared in a bright hotel room.

Warm yellow light diffuses from the lampshade, illuminating every corner of the room.It is said to be a room, but this is simply a house, with a living room, bedroom, kitchen and bathroom.

There is a brown cloth sofa by the living room wall, and a tea set with a maple leaf pattern is placed on the table.

There are only spatulas and some salt and condiments on the countertop in the kitchen, which is a unique kitchen for wizard hotels.

If someone really wants to cook, he must bring his own ingredients. The wizard uses magic to make a fire, uses magic to get water, and finally uses magic to clean up. The kitchen is just a symbolic function. A wizard can cook anywhere.

If it wasn't for the fact that some travelers were not very good at Transfiguration, they wouldn't even have a spatula.

Loren and Dumbledore had eaten while chatting by the lake, and the food was taken out of Dumbledore's pocket.

It's hard to imagine a piping hot steak and a whole pot of broth coming out of your pocket.Loren thinks Dumbledore may have a kitchen in his pocket, possibly with a house-elf in it.

After returning to the hotel, Dumbledore said he was going to meet a friend and told Loren to stay in the room and not go anywhere.

In places like Albania, Dumbledore's friends.Loren could only think of the thief-like figure in the Order of the Phoenix—Mundungus.

The Mundungus who resold the Black family antiques, gave the Horcrux Slytherin's locket to Umbridge, and ran away and killed Moody.Many members of the Order hated Mundungus, but Dumbledore kept him in charge of intelligence and detective work.

Loren took the matter of staying away from the pig teammates to heart, and would definitely remind Harry in the future.

There was nothing left and right in the room, and after turning around a few times, Loren regretted not bringing Flamel.

Leaning against the window boredly, looking outside.

The sky was not dark, but a deep blue.The starlight reflected on the snow, and the outside was very clear.

Shadows covered Loren's blue eyes, and in his field of vision, a space at the edge of the forest suddenly began to distort.

With a "pop", a man's figure suddenly appeared. He looked around and walked quickly towards the hotel.

The space behind the man also distorted, and another person suddenly appeared.

The visitor took out his wand and pointed forward: "[fainted]"

A red light flashed, and a person in front fell straight down
The latter fumbled around on him, finally pulled out something, and quickly apparated away.

"This?"

Such a straightforward robbery silenced Loren. He thought there would be some gray areas in the wizarding world, but he was just brushing aside, selling some black magic items, and researching some black magic. He never expected such a direct robbery.

At least after the fall of Voldemort, dark wizards shouldn't be so presumptuous.

Sitting back on the couch, leaning back against the cushions, Loren stared at the ceiling.The scene just now kept reappearing on the ceiling, the red light of the Stunning Curse turned into the green light of the Killing Curse.

It's just a different spell, still pointing forward lightly, and still falling straight down.There doesn't seem to be any difference.

It's in front of the hotel, so it's just [passing out].Loren couldn't help but wonder, if it was in the woods further away, would the wand emit a green light, and maybe there would be a Fiendfire afterwards, and the corpse would not be left behind.

Is there really nothing in that forest?
This is the magical world, many people die without a sound, magic is such a magical thing.

For the first time, Loren intuitively felt the fragility of some things. He didn't feel this way when he killed the troll with his own hands.

Dumbledore came back with the appearance of his youth, his face looked a little rosy, and he might have drunk some wine.

Loren told him what he saw just now, and expressed his speculation, "...a lot of people must have died in this place, and no one will find out if they die."

Dumbledore's expression was complicated. He was relieved by Loren's thoughts, but also felt helpless for such a situation. "Loren, this situation can only happen in places like Albania where the Ministry of Magic is difficult to supervise."

Most countries have their own Ministry of Magic, and the monitoring of illegal activities is very strict, and even the entry and exit of wizards need to be approved.

Loren was a little puzzled, "Why, it shouldn't be difficult for the Ministry of Magic to control this place?"

They spent an afternoon wandering around the whole of Albania. There are no vampires, werewolves, or evil witches who have lived for centuries.

Dumbledore's explanation for this is that Albania has a special geographical location, it cannot be subordinate to the Ministry of Magic of other countries, and it cannot establish its own Ministry of Magic.Albanian wizards are gone.

There are only more than 3 wizards in the whole of the UK, and there are even fewer small places like Albania. It is impossible to establish a Ministry of Magic.

On the Muggle issue, the situation here was very chaotic. Until 1990, there were various riots and Muggle riots.

Black wizards gather and trade here.The insertion of other people may cause retaliation and disturb the order of the country, and the Ministry of Magic of each country does not want to be involved in this.

"how about you?"

Loren looked at the greatest magic master in the world, no matter his prestige or ability, he could do it.

Albus Dumbledore, Chief Wizard of the Wizengamot, the Supreme Wizarding Court, President of the International Federation of Magic, has been nominated by the British Ministry of Magic for many times.

Dumbledore looked puzzled, he took a few steps back and sat on the sofa, "I can't do it."

He still looks like a man in his prime, with a vigorous beard and capable short hair. Hogwarts' professor of transfiguration is well-deserved, but his voice and eyes are full of old age.

This god-like, even omnipotent person seemed a little powerless in Loren's eyes.

"I am afraid of power. I have been preventing myself from approaching power since a long time ago." Dumbledore's voice was very soft, and he fell into some kind of memory.

"When I was young, I also dreamed of changing the world and chanted inspiring slogans."

"I have a close friend who is traveling with me. He set out with a great dream, and for his dream, he gained power."

"In the end, under the alienation of power, he went further and further sideways, and did many wrong things."

"Many people died, many irreparable mistakes were made, and ultimately irreparable..."

When Dumbledore was young, his sister was bullied by Muggles, and his father was imprisoned to avenge his sister.

In order to take care of their sister, the family had to hibernate in Godric's Hollow.Family affection is the bond, and it is also the shackles of Dumbledore. He longs for a more free life. No talented teenager would want to be trapped in a small valley for the rest of his life.

Later he got acquainted with Grindelwald, the two had lofty ideals and were equally talented.They are connected, as if they are one person.

Build a new order of wizards, no one will suffer like Ariana, and every wizard can cast magic freely.Albus indulged in the fanatical love and lofty ideals of youth.

In the end, the death of his sister made Dumbledore decide to calm down for a while, and he and Grindelwald went further and further apart.

Grindelwald's incident made Dumbledore realize the terrifying power of power, and he was afraid of using "for the greater good" as an excuse to make the world worse.

Dumbledore understood that he and Gellert were the same people. They had lofty ambitions. With the blessing of power, such ambitions would lead countless people into disaster.

As his fame grew and his strength became stronger, he became more resistant to power.

Looking around, is there anyone in the wizarding world who can stop Dumbledore when he strays?
Neither can anyone.

Loren fell silent. Dumbledore was undoubtedly a great man, and his respect for life became his own shackles.

　Not to mention, give everyone a few knocks.

　　boom! boom! boom!
　　From tomorrow, develop a good habit of writing and saving manuscripts, and promise not to do it again.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)