In the Atelier, Elise, Luna and Cassandra are confronting their beloved Professor Dumbledore...
The warm tea room with iron red as the base tone was filled with chill at this time.
Bang——
A white and slender little hand slapped heavily on the round wooden table.
At the same time, the owner of this catkin also stood up and stared at the mature man in front of him with a frosty face.
"Professor Dumbledore! I used to call you grandpa, but now you don't even want to be a professor?"
Looking at the girl in front of me, her eyes were filled with disappointment, indifference, anger... and other complex emotions.
A trace of guilt appeared in Dumbledore's heart, but it was immediately suppressed by his belief.
For the greater good...
"Elise...I don't want you to fall into danger...but there are not many opportunities left for us."
Facing Elise who was about to lose control, Dumbledore said with a bitter expression and a solemn tone, as if doing so could arouse the girl's last sympathy.
"Dumbledore! I tolerate you... huh?"
As soon as Dumbledore said these words that sounded righteous and awe-inspiring, it could be said that it completely ignited the anger in Elise's heart.
The magic power visible to the naked eye covered her body, and she ignored it and decided to use a powerful stun spell to teach Dumbledore a lesson.
By the way, tell Dumbledore the bottom line.
Absolutely no plot against Western France!
However, just when Elise was about to lose her mind and take action.
The back of a familiar hand appeared in front of her.
How familiar is it? I probably know this hand better than my own hand...
"Luna?"
Elise's mouth opened slightly and her eyes widened slightly. She was not surprised why Luna stopped her, but she didn't understand why Luna stopped her.
"Dumbledore...Professor! Please use another reason to convince us! At least, explain to us clearly what it means to have running out of chances! We need to know the cause of things, rather than giving us options to make choices!"
Dumbledore frowned and fell into deep thought, but in the eyes of Elise and others, this meant rejection...
"It doesn't matter, Professor, if you don't tell us the reason, then we won't make a choice! Of course, we will also tell Xifa the whole thing. I believe he can help us make a choice!"
Elise and Luna still hoped that Dumbledore would be honest with them. After all, Dumbledore did provide them with a lot of shelter. But Cassandra was different, so she broke the news.
deadlock.
"No! No matter what you choose! You can't tell Xifa about this!"
As soon as Cassandra finished speaking, Dumbledore retorted in a slightly hasty tone.
"Then it depends on whether the professor can convince me!"
Since Elise and Luna don't want to be the villain, then let me do it.
Cassandra motioned to Luna to take the somewhat lost Elise aside and let her negotiate with the professor.
"Where do I start with this..."
"It's okay, please speak slowly, but as usual, Xifa will finish sparring with junior Lu Bo in an hour at most."
"Sorry, I'll keep the story short..."
Originally, Dumbledore wanted to talk about his and Nick Flamel's experiences at the Ministry of Magic and how they used the crystal balls in the Department of Prophecy to predict the future.
But now time is running out, and some things that require a lot of words to describe, he either mentions them in one sentence, or uses magic to put the picture in front of everyone's eyes.
In just ten minutes, everything was over.
"In other words, is Xifa's less than one semester of leisure time also included in your calculations?"
Hearing this, Dumbledore had the urge to hold his forehead and be speechless.
After finally suppressing the impulse in his heart, Dumbledore explained patiently.
"It's not our calculation. When Western France wanted to enjoy a normal life, we didn't make any predictions."
"Moreover, it was Xifa who was the first to propose not to participate in these bad things and wanted to leave some good campus memories!"
"But I do feel a little guilty, plus he really needs a dull routine to control his extraordinary power."
Seeing that Professor Dumbledore's attitude was very sincere, Cassandra looked at Elise and Luna.
After exchanging glances, they decided to believe Professor Dumbledore's current words.
"Okay...I'll just pretend that you didn't plot against us, but I still want to know all the options!"
"Professor! It's all choices! You don't pick them! The choices before us!"
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"Okay...but what we see is not a complete picture, but a blurry fragment..."
"Based on my discussions with Nick, we can determine that three paths are feasible!"
"Three roads? Ha! Then you seem to have given us only one choice!"
Elise said unforgiving words, but after Dumbledore told her everything, she sat back on the sofa in a arrogant manner.
"Because I really treat you as my own children!"
Dumbledore sighed deeply in his heart.
"According to Nick and I's inference, within a hundred years, the world will collapse! And the person who can help the world regain its life is Xifa!"
This first sentence shocked Elise and others into confusion.
"I believe him! But why is it him!"
Luna, the calmest one, was the first to come to her senses. She thought about Xifa's unprecedented magical talent and nodded without hesitation. However, she immediately thought that if everything went well, then Professor Dumbledore could
To be blunt, there is no need to lead in this way.
"This involves existences that cannot be mentioned. Some chose me, some chose you! Others chose other unknown wizards or creatures."
"But Xifa is the glimmer of life that Master Nick took away from them after hundreds of years of accumulation and precipitation!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "In our opinion, only when Western France wins the final victory can the world develop into a better place!"
"Xifa is a variable inserted on the chessboard. And you are the ones I won over to guide him to change!"
Probably because he had decided something, Dumbledore told the three girls this without reservation. The three girls were shocked and came to their senses again and again.
It seems that no matter what choice they make during this exchange, the memory of this conversation will be erased.
They decided to do something...
"Listen to me first..."
Dumbledore naturally saw their little moves, but he did not stop them because he believed that eventually Elise and others would take the initiative to forget this conversation.
"I suspect that Xifa has obtained the inheritance of an ancient country! Nick spent hundreds of years just to bring back the soul of an ancient country!"
"Of course, it's not important!"
"Because Xifa has the heritage of an ancient country, his magic power is extremely abundant! His mental power is also extremely tough! He even rarely has strong emotional fluctuations!"
"Do you know that a top wizard like me may have experienced great tragedy or joy, or may have some kind of mental illness?"
"That's why I need your help! Because you are his biggest bond in this world!"
"Next, let me first talk about the two extreme cases of success in our prediction!"
"The first one is that in the next few years, Hogwarts will undergo drastic changes! Then the three of you will leave Xifa forever! Xifa fell into darkness and shattered all his plans... In the end, he did not restart
world…"
After Dumbledore finished speaking, he gave the three of them time to react.
"Professor, are you sure this kind of thing can be seen by prophecy magic?"
"If you believe it, there will be it; if you don't believe it, there will be nothing!"
...Elise and others frowned, but if Xifa really loses the three of them, he may really have the idea of destroying the world. At worst, he will have no sense of identity with this world at all.
As for why they died, it was obvious that Xifa had not suffered any stimulation and his magic had not undergone any qualitative change.
Sometimes the miracles that come with great force do not really come true. After all, people cannot lift themselves with bare hands!
But what they said next made them a little stunned.
"The other extreme is that you successfully survived the following drastic changes, but the forces on our side suffered heavy casualties! About a hundred years later, the four of you successfully smashed all the conspiracies, but in the end only Xifa survived.
, he still hasn’t restarted the world..."
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"So, if I tell you these two paths, will you let yourself go down this path?"
Dumbledore's answer was silence from the three of them.
"Tell me about the plan you executed!"
It was Luna who spoke first.
"I want you to take turns in danger. This will stimulate Xifa and allow him to grow quickly, but at the same time, it will preserve your lives as much as possible!"
"Besides, this is the situation in which three Western powers survived that I read out of thousands of prophecies."
Afraid that the three women would not believe it, Dumbledore showed a picture.
It was an extremely spacious room filled with densely packed wooden frames, and in each small compartment of the wooden frame was a crystal ball the size of an ostrich egg.
"Every time we make a prediction, we will keep it in a crystal ball and store it."
"And this is currently the only route that Western France has chosen to restart the world..."
"Okay, I agree!"
Elise didn't wait for Dumbledore to continue his persuasion before she interrupted the rest of his persuasion.
"In short, we will be together forever, right?"
Dumbledore was startled...
"Most definitely!"
"Okay! I agree! Come on, clear our memories!"
"you understood?"
"Of course! The three of us can make decisions on behalf of Xifa, so as long as we agree, the professor will not break the agreement and continue to plot against Xifa!"
"We willingly agreed to cooperate with your plan and voluntarily forgot about this conversation."
"From Xifa's point of view, everything is an accident... I don't need you to do anything, we will do it ourselves!"
After Elise finished speaking, she saw that the corners of Dumbledore's eyes were slightly moist, and her tone softened slightly. Finally, she, Luna and Cassandra looked at each other, and the three of them raised their wands to each other.