"This is the real driving force that drives us to do, live, and practice the world."
"When a person still has to worry about making a living, his main goal is of course just to have enough food and clothing. But when material life no longer becomes a problem, people will have more noble pursuits. Just like back then.
The same four wizards who founded our school."
When Dumbledore heard this, he quietly closed the ajar back door, turned around and left with a smile.
After just a few minutes of listening to the opening remarks of this class, he already knew what Jon wanted to teach these students.
Before Voldemort was completely defeated and Hogwarts was still in exile, they actually actually talked about this matter.
As a place where schools impart knowledge to students, facing a group of students who are initially ignorant of the world, should we also impart some ideas to them?
At first, Dumbledore was very cautious about this.
Whether in the magical world or in the Muggle society, ideological education is the most sensitive, not to mention that in the magical world there is Legilimency, which can not only clear people's memories, but also change memories by learning deep things.
magic.
Therefore, in the past, Hogwarts has always only taught magical knowledge. Regarding ideological issues, we cannot say that we are not involved in them. We can only say that we are afraid to avoid them.
Therefore, Dumbledore did not directly agree with Jon's ideas at that time. But now, after seeing Jon actually conduct this class, Dumbledore knew that everything he had thought was unnecessary.
Jon's so-called professor's thought is not to directly instill a certain thought into the students' minds. If he really did that, it can only be said that with his current influence and strength, Voldemort will never be able to fulfill his lifelong dream.
All he needs to do is give him a little time, and Jon can achieve it at his fingertips.
He is teaching these students exactly how to think.
Directly teaching an idea and teaching them how to think are obviously two different ways, and it is obvious that Jon has never wanted to be Voldemort, and he will never become Voldemort.
From beginning to end, he was thinking about others from the bottom of his heart.
Dumbledore didn't disturb anyone. He found a room in the castle where people were requested, changed his outfit again, and then left Hogwarts Castle.
Soon, his figure appeared in a magic academy far away in Northern Europe.
But he didn't stay there for long. The principal here has been replaced. The new principal, Rochier, who has been appointed in recent years, has a vigorous and resolute style. The magic school, which originally did not have a very good reputation, has been replaced by her.
My hands are also thriving.
After getting some news from here, Dumbledore showed a strange expression on his face, but there was nothing unexpected about it.
So, he set out on the road again, coming from Northern Europe to the forest near Austria, where there was a tall tower hidden that Muggles could not see.
When he came to the door with the inscription "For the Greatest Benefit", an old man was sweeping the fallen leaves in front of the tower with a broom.
His cold eyes no matter who he looked at were no exception when he saw Dumbledore.
"Ha, when did an old immortal thing wake up again?"
The two of them had obviously not seen each other for nearly ten years, but they did not feel strange at all. Grindelwald's words were as sarcastic as the cold wind in the Arctic, but they did not change Dumbledore's calm smile.
"Judging from the age of a wizard, I can only be considered middle-aged, right? Gsilda Marchbain served as my examiner in the N.E.W.T. exam in 1899, and she continues to administer the wizard exam.
What does it prove that I serve as the director of the bureau? I am as young as the children today."
Grindelwald just sneered, as if he was mocking someone for being so shameless and shameless.
He threw down the broom in his hand and walked directly into the tower without any intention of inviting Dumbledore.
Dumbledore didn't care either. He clasped his hands behind his back and followed Grindelwald as if walking.
"What I didn't expect was that you would come back to this place."
"Then you may have forgotten that I originally built this place."
Dumbledore was noncommittal.
"Is it appropriate to just bring me in like this? Do you want to tidy up some of the tragic scenes inside? Otherwise, if I see it, there is no way I can promise not to report you to Jon."
Grindelwald, who was going up the spiral staircase, glanced back at him.
"It seems that you didn't meet with Jon after you woke up."
Dumbledore blinked.
Grindelwald no longer looked at him, but pushed open the wooden door at the top of the tower. Behind the door was a warm and comfortable room.
"Why do you think I came back here again? I handed over all my previous plans to him. He is not only your student at Hogwarts, but also your professor. He is also half of my student. And those things
, it is obviously more suitable for him to complete the subsequent plans than it is for me."
When they came to the room and sat down, a teapot jumped up lightly and poured a cup of slightly hot black tea for both of them.
They sat by the window, and from here they could see the endless forest.
"You actually learned to let go."
"This doesn't mean letting go, it means being able to have no inhibitions for the result, and I know even better that Jon is a more suitable person than me."
Dumbledore nodded.
"So what happens now?" He looked at Grindelwald with a smile, "You have become an idle retiree, and Jon has officially taken over my job. To be honest, neither you nor I would have thought of it.
We actually still have such a stable old age."
Grindelwald did not speak or look at Dumbledore, but looked at the forest illuminated by the sun. After a moment of silence, he suddenly said.
"I've been here for most of my life, and I'm a little tired of it."
"Then let's go out for a walk. To be honest, I have never had time to take a good look at the world."
Their eyes finally met again.
"Are you inviting me?"
Dumbledore shrugged.
"if not?"
Grindelwald snorted coldly, put down his tea cup and stood up from the chair.
Dumbledore couldn't help but said helplessly.
"It's been more than half of my life. Even if you think about it now, it's all over, right?"