McGonagall did not leave after Charles left with the time turner. It seemed that she had something to say to Dumbledore.
After rejecting Dumbledore's recommendation of flying cockroaches again, she asked: "Are you too... pampered towards Charles?"
Mag finally came up with this word to describe it.
Dumbledore caught a flying cockroach and ate it. While eating, he said: "In the missing years a hundred years ago, although no one who is still alive remembers any specific major events, I vaguely remember them."
It was related to goblins, and was finally solved by a Hogwarts student whose name has disappeared."
"Later, Grindelwald appeared. You should have heard my story by then."
"Not many years later, Voldemort came."
(McGonagall shivered slightly.)
"We are not young anymore. This world has always been full of dangers. Who knows what kind of dangers will appear in the future, maybe there are aliens?"
(McGonagall: "Play less Muggle games!")
"I'm afraid that by then, the birds will be singing on my tombstone every day."
"Years ago, I seriously thought about whether I could train some talented young people to stand up bravely when danger comes in the future."
"Charles is a very talented child. I want to give him a push, and I'm worried that he will take a path we don't want to see."
Mag understood what he meant, nodded slightly, and asked: "Are you worried that he will be like Eleanor?"
McGonagall felt that Charles would not follow the path of Grindelwald and Voldemort, but it was different for another person who was very close to him.
"Eleanor..." Dumbledore smiled bitterly, "Recently, I have a vague feeling that she is right."
McGonagall looked at Dumbledore in disbelief and said: "She has been testing the bottom line of the Ministry of Magic since she enrolled!"
"Let her try it." Dumbledore said to McGonagall, "Let him try his idea while we can still control the general direction."
"I once talked with Jack about the life of wizards. I originally wanted him to know more about us so that he wouldn't be afraid of Charles."
"Later, Jack asked me a question: Why have Muggles developed faster than us in the past hundred years?"
"When I went to other magic schools to sell unicorn tail hair and Acromantula venom, I learned from chatting with the principals that in recent years there have been more and more young people in the school with similar questions." p>
McGonagall asked worriedly: "What about the International Secrecy Act?"
Dumbledore looked at her quietly for a while and said calmly: "What if the International Statute of Secrecy brings tragedy? Have you ever hated it?"
Mag felt that his heart was stabbed several times by blunt daggers. If it were not for the "International Secrecy Act", she would have accepted her boyfriend's proposal when she was eighteen years old, instead of both of them being injured.
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Dumbledore said slowly: "An old friend told me not long ago that times have changed, and everything will change accordingly."
"Every change of the times will be accompanied by violent turmoil. I can say shamelessly that my reputation and wisdom can still avoid or reduce some losses. There are some things that are suitable for those of us who are dying to bear, so that young people can go with peace of mind.
Your own way."
McGonagall suddenly stopped paying attention to the "International Statute of Secrecy" and asked her best friend nervously: "Albus, do you feel uncomfortable somewhere? Do you want to go to St. Mungo's Hospital or call a therapist?
?"
She found that what Dumbledore said tonight seemed a bit like arranging funeral arrangements, and she was worried about whether he had a premonition of something.
Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and shook his head and said, "Don't worry, Minerva. I'm fine. I'm in good health. I can eat several steaks every day."
"I just saw young people making simulated Quidditch, and I felt a little old."
Mag thought that he would not lie to her about this kind of thing, and felt relieved.
Dumbledore finally said: "It's getting late, I should go get a nightcap."
"I have been thinking about some things about education at Hogwarts recently. I want to have a good talk with you after we come back from exploring the hot cave."
When it came to work, Professor McGonagall became serious: "What kind of thing is it about?"
Dumbledore smiled and said: "About increasing the burden on professors and students."
Professor McGonagall suddenly felt something was wrong.
While Dumbledore was talking to Professor McGonagall, Charles came to the room assigned to him by Dumbledore.
There is also an oil painting outside the door of this room. The oil painting shows a young lady swinging in the spring sunshine.
Charles chatted with her for about ten minutes, but failed to persuade her to perform a giant swing.
The room is not small, but empty inside. There is a piece of parchment nailed on the back of the door, which contains the magic spell for decorating the room.
After a round of research, Charles thought it was pretty good. The spell was quite simple, a bit like a transformation spell. You could decorate the room as you wanted and create furniture.
He thought for a while and created four single rooms with private bathrooms, plus a gym with bathrooms and a magic practice room.
The four single rooms have different functions. One is used to concentrate on reading, one is used to study magic oil paintings, one is used for homework and studying magic spells, and the other is used for entertainment.
Thanks to magic, the gym and spell practice room are fully equipped, so there is no need to prepare anything else.
According to his plan, every night on a natural day, he went back to four days ago, did one thing every day, and moved to the next room the next day. He studied and studied for several hours every day, staggered the time to exercise and practice magic spells.
After a few hours, I finally took a day off and went back to the dormitory to ensure my health.
There’s no problem with eating, a house elf will bring it to you every day.
At that time, everyone will do their own thing here without disturbing each other, but it seems a bit scary when I think about it. I wonder if it will be awkward if we meet.
Charles came to the room where he was doing his homework, wrote down his schedule, and nailed it behind the door to avoid forgetting it.
Then he took out the time turner and went back a few hours to Dumbledore's office to borrow the phoenix. He would also give himself a small note later.
After the note was sent away, Charles walked around the castle again. He estimated that he had used the time turner to borrow a phoenix before returning to the dormitory.
The next night, he came to the room where he was doing his homework, and then returned to 24 hours ago, just two minutes after he went to borrow the Phoenix.
He took a shower and went to bed that day. What just happened was a headache.
Charles never expected that because he did not go to the dueling club, Dumbledore arranged for him to take additional tutorials on magic combat.
The one who gave me extra lessons was Professor Quirrell.