HP Hermione's Phoenix

In the Yuanyuan principal's office, it seemed that the light of all the silverware dimmed at that moment.As she entered, it seemed that even the portraits on the wall stopped talking, and everyone looked at her in horror, watching the vast infuriating energy she unabashedly released.

Fox let out a low cry, looked at her pockets, and shrunk himself up.

The entire principal's office seemed to be a bit hostile because of her arrival.The only thing that remains unchanged is the old man with white hair and white robe. His expression is still calm, but his expression has become sharper and deeper.

"Hermione, my child. I remember that I once told you about the outstanding student who I suspected was second only to you." He spoke quietly, with an undeniable pressure in his tone, "You also know who he is and what he has done. Aren't you going to explain what happened today?"

Hermione smiled.She continued to release her spiritual power unscrupulously, saying word by word: "I am not your child."

"Then you are my student. My students are all my children." Dumbledore looked at her oppressively, as if he didn't feel her arrogance at all, and said solemnly: "You found a Horcrux, put Is Tom alive?"

Hermione applauded.As expected of Dumbledore, he hit the nail on the head.

"So you call it a Horcrux." Hermione nodded and replied calmly, "That's right."

Dumbledore's eyes behind the lens twitched suddenly, and his tone became more and more low: "Why are you doing this?"

Hermione looked at him quietly, and suddenly a pure fighting spirit ignited in her heart.

——There is neither hatred nor provocation, neither harm nor victory, but a truly pure heart of decisive battle!

——Only the purest sword cultivator, the combination of sword intent, sword heart and sword energy can produce pure fighting spirit!

Among the monks, the sword cultivator was originally proving the way through battle, and he needed to constantly comprehend and advance in battle.It's been a long time since she came to this world, except for the previous sparring with Godric, she hasn't had any real battles - she was quite peaceful before, but since she picked up the Fengming Sword, she has become a nascent baby. The blood in the body boils day and night, and the sword sleeps in the box, screaming day and day!

——At this moment, in the space equipment, both the Fengming Sword and the Gryffindor Sword felt something, buzzing one after another!

Dumbledore seemed to feel her momentum and determination, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes became deeper—but at this moment, Hermione just replied mysteriously:

"The Dao is fifty, the sky is fourty-nine, and there is only a glimmer of life left."

Dumbledore's expression changed suddenly.

She looked at the greatest white wizard in Europe, and asked solemnly: "The headmaster once told me personally that he regretted his suspicion of Tom that day. Doesn't it mean that the headmaster doesn't agree with this new lifeline?"

She watched the old man's demeanor change instantly.He no longer looks like an old man, but like a mountain, a monument.He also said word for word:

"I did. I'll never again suspect that any of my pupils, including you—you and Tom, are my children."

"However, Tom was wrong! What he was trying to pursue was wrong! His heart was wrong in the first place!"

"Horcruxes are evil, and everything brewing in that direction is wrong!—"

As he said this, it seemed that a fierce storm flashed in his eyes, but in the end he quickly returned to calm.

He sighed, turned back into the white-haired old man, and said slowly: "I'm not sure now, whether you also realize this."

Hermione looked at him noncommittally, her eyes gradually became cold, as if gradually turning into swords, without any warmth.

With the momentum of the sword, she asked irresistibly: "What is wrong? What is wrong?"

Dumbledore's answer was as broad and inclusive as the sea: "The pursuit of immortality is wrong. Death is another great adventure."

- Whoops!

Many arrangements in the principal's room suddenly changed.Suddenly, the silverware and portraits disappeared, the floor and ceiling disappeared without a trace, and they seemed to have entered another space at the same time, facing each other in the darkness, surrounded by chaos.

Hermione slowly drew out the Gryffindor sword, caressed the blade of Hanhan reluctantly, and said with a sneer, "In that case, I understand. I have a different heart from the principal, and I don't want to conspire with each other." and also."

Dumbledore looked at her sadly.That was indeed a real sadness from the bottom of my heart.She realized the greatness of the old man, and at the same time could feel the stubbornness in his heart.

"Are you going to draw your sword at me? Like Tom?" Dumbledore sighed heavily.

Surprisingly, Hermione didn't actually do it.She stroked the sword obsessively for the last time, and sighed: "It's also because you and I have no fate. I'm sorry."

After the words were finished, there was a clang, and the sword was thrown aside.

The Sorting Hat popped out from nowhere at some point, opened the gap, swallowed the sword, jumped back, and disappeared into the chaos again.

"Since I don't intend to follow the principal's 'Tao', I am embarrassed to take the sword that the principal gave me." She said lightly.

Dumbledore felt extremely heavy in his heart.His mind flashed back to that summer in Godric's Hollow many years ago, that romantic blond boy with Aegean eyes, smiling as if the stars were falling on his shoulders - the so-called "for the greater good" .The same genius, the same astonishing talent, maybe Hermione is even worse, but he still refuses to look back... He seems to have seen the tragedy happen again, and he feels in a trance for a hundred years, and the dream is even more empty when he looks back.

After Hermione finished speaking, she drew out another radiant sword.The Fengming Sword was shining brightly, and it was already whistling excitedly.

She raised the sword high above her head, and said with a casual smile: "The way is different, it is useless to talk about it after all. If so, let the principal see my way with his own eyes! - Break it for me!"

After she finished drinking, the phantom array used to trap her in the principal's room was destroyed with a bang. In a blink of an eye, the breeze was blowing, and the moon was as cold as water. She and Dumbledore actually moved to the roof outside.

—Is it a phantom array?

——I have long felt that there is something wrong with the principal's office...

The corner of Hermione's mouth twitched into a sneer, but she didn't feel the slightest fear in her heart, she just felt the fighting spirit boiling!

Dumbledore shook his head, his white hair fluttering, making him look even more elegant.He looked at her sadly and pitifully: "Are you also pursuing that kind of thing? Hermione, my best student..."

Hermione couldn't help laughing: "I pursue my way, but others don't agree, so what? If you can't even face your own Dao heart, how can you understand? If you can't even strengthen your own Dao heart, how can you seek the Tao?"

As she said that, she actually set off the sword force directly, and the vast true energy rolled down from under the dark clouds, and with a bang, a thunderbolt pierced the night sky!

--boom!Boom!

Harry was sleeping in the dormitory when he was suddenly awakened.Talking Snake didn't know when he woke up, and he crawled out of the box at this moment, only focusing on playing Xiaonei net with his tongue.He froze for a while, listening to the voice behind the velvet curtain, he felt extremely uneasy.

--it is good!

Hermione couldn't help saying a good word in her heart.The sword was formless and formless, although it only used [-]% of its power tentatively, but the white-robed great mage was even more subtle, but between waving his hands, he used some secret method to eliminate that part of the power into nothing.

Dumbledore was like her, standing on top of the castle floating in a void, with the cold moonlight behind him.She used lightness skills, but the other party didn't understand it. She used real magic, but it was unfathomable, and she couldn't tell the history at all, which made Hermione even more admirable.

The night wind blew his momentum changed, like a breeze, like a bright moon, but the momentum did not overwhelm anyone, and he just disappeared majestically into the scene behind him.

He sighed deeply, and still persuaded her, "My child, you insisted on going your own way and resurrected Tom... Today you may celebrate for your so-called... greater good, but you will regret it after all."

The night wind blew past Hermione's robe, and she said calmly, "Oh?"

"Because you don't understand Tom as well as I do." At this moment, Dumbledore's eyes were deep, as if he was older: "Even if there is another chance, as long as he is willing to repent, he can go back to the right path...but He won't. All these years, I've been waiting, and it never came."

As if he was talking to another person in the air, he murmured softly: "He is a... child who doesn't know how to love."

——"Hahahahaha!!!"

Hermione suddenly laughed!

She held the sword flat to her chest, suddenly changed her face, summoned seventy percent of her profound energy, and swung it long;

Dumbledore's face changed suddenly, and he finally took out his wand.The Elder Wand pulled up a roof tile, blocked her blow, and the roof shattered.

Hermione's eyes jumped, and she sneered, "There's no need to hurt Hogwarts, just go to the square!" After saying that, she stepped on Lingxu and flew towards the edge of the Black Lake.

As soon as Dumbledore stepped over with her, he felt another ray of sword light coming down from the sky and covering the ground—he used the Elder Wand to block it, and the Elder Wand was naturally invincible, but it made his mouth numb from the shock.

Under the moonlight, Hermione pointed at Dumbledore with a sneer and said loudly, "Do you know what I and others hate about you the most?"

Dumbledore frowned, and although he was over a hundred years old, he quickly dodged without any hindrance.

Another burst of sword energy wrapped in the profound meaning of fire struck down, and the grass next to it burned.Dumbledore couldn't help being surprised, she really doesn't know where she learned this ability, this kind of attack that looks like magic and swordsmanship...

"Love! I can't stop loving love!" Hermione sarcastically said loudly, "Don't you know that love—this kind of thing needs to be kept in your heart? Can't you say it casually?"

--boom!

"What is love?! What is, do, love?!" Hermione approached him again with more than a dozen moves impenetrable, "Can you explain? Can you really understand? Do you think Your love is authority?!—”

——Boom!Following the ink-splashing sword intent, several thunderbolts struck down, shaking the castle with horror.

"—I don't know if the child I planted by myself understands love or not?!" She shouted sharply, "Who the hell doesn't understand love? Who the hell—the more he talks about love, the more he loves, the more he loves in his heart. I don’t believe in love anymore!—”

The sword light was like a rainbow, and finally these words made Dumbledore's heart tremble, a spell was missed, and he was hit on the shoulder.

Of course, the sharp gold sword intent was unstoppable, and the old man's shoulders immediately began to bleed.

Hermione's eyes wrinkled. She didn't want to really hurt Dumbledore today, so she kept a little bit of her shots.If you really want to sacrifice the Nascent Soul, the vast majority of people in this plane will not have the strength to fight.

However, she was angry at this time, but she said mercilessly: "Do you know, what else do I hate about you? - You always think that the whole world is your child, don't you? You are so broad and tall , omniscient and omnipotent, everything I do is to implement love and true justice! Hehe—”

Dumbledore covered his shoulders, and didn't give himself a healing magic in time, but just shook his head with a wry smile: "Hermione, I don't think I'm so great."

"Don't you think so?" Hermione said coldly, "You are so compassionate, you have pity for the devil, and you even reflect on yourself because of the little jealousy back then - aren't you a saint! You always think you can Saving the people of the world, even willing to sacrifice to save the world... Hehe! Such a correct way! Others are evil ways!"

—— "But why? Why do you think you can save the world?"

——"The way of heaven regards all things as dogs, so why don't all things use all things as dogs to fight each other in order to survive? If not, how can all beings be derived?! The way of all things is to kill each other and live together ! Even if you sacrifice for this one day, what can you change in this world?"

——"Why do you need to be merciful? Why do you need to love all things? You really love so much? I hate it when I hate it, but I don't dare to say it even if I hate the devil... Is there ever true universal love in the world? Love everything in the world, It is completely too ruthless!"

——"I only know that I can only love what is around me. I am responsible for what I plant. If he is wrong, he will degenerate into a demon, kill innocent people indiscriminately, and corrupt merit. What has it to do with Dao! If you make a mistake, I will kill you!"

Dumbledore was taken aback when he heard that, but for some reason, the Elder Wand seemed to sense that his master was about to lose this battle, so he simply started to move by himself, and hit Hermione with spells one after another——

Hermione's eyes lit up, seeing the real spell, the sword in her chest became more intense, and she continued to shout while dancing with her sword: "What's more, if you really love everything in the world, how would you treat the victim? What about Harry? The savior actually had such a childhood, have you ever cared about him? Are you not going to care about it or do you really know nothing about it? Are you not afraid that he will really become a devil again? ——Okay, let’s not talk about Harry, Sne What about Pu? When you were in the first grade, you planned to sacrifice him directly, right? He is such a good person recognized by God, how did you treat him?—”

She was able to talk, the Fengming sword in her hand also met the opponent, and her subordinates were also excited. She felt that many things that had been pent up in her chest for the past three years were all vomited out here. At this moment, her thoughts are clear and her heart is infinitely clear, especially because of this difference. I gained a deeper understanding in the ordinary battle.

Dumbledore helplessly controlled the old wand, with a sense of loss in his heart, but he was still sensitive when dodging: "I didn't know you had so many opinions on me. Of course, I'm glad you can say it all. Although, I don't think so .”

Hermione sneered and killed a bunch of extremely vicious mutated devil vines created by killing the old wand. The profound meaning of fire was flourishing all over her body, which was quite dazzling in the night: "You say this, it shows that Your generosity and greatness are all-encompassing!"

"I didn't mean that—"

"But I don't intend to be a saint!" Hermione's eyes flashed, and she suddenly raised her long sword to cut through the night sky, coming with the power of mountains and seas——

Dumbledore couldn't see it well, the invincible old wand automatically aimed at the heavy sword intent, and it seemed that a death curse was about to be released, but——

--boom!

Suddenly, a ray of meteors fell from the sky rapidly, instantly changing the situation that almost hurt both sides.

A huge mass of streamer exploded, and the two were blasted away at the same time, and were thrown to both sides of the lawn.

Hermione's Nascent Soul was not seriously injured, and she returned to her original state after running her true energy once - she got up from the ground suddenly, the secret path was not good, and an existence like Dumbledore also had great luck to protect her, so it should be Wouldn't it just be cut off by myself...

However, when she raised her head, she couldn't help but suddenly froze.

"Hi. Longtime nosee."

The beautiful blonde boy with sapphire blue eyes smiled as if he had put two suns into his pupils.Today, he didn't wear the white clothes when he made the sword, but a medieval knight's costume, red uniform, golden epaulettes, still so handsome that he blinded people's eyes.

He didn't know when he got the sorting hat, and he was holding the Gryffindor sword in his hand.It was just that he used his strength to play skillfully and broke the situation of the two of them fighting.

"It's you! You—" Hermione jumped up and glared at him.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited." Godric, no, to be precise, his avatar.This avatar has only one-third of the power of his body—his body is already the lord of this world, and according to the rules of the plane, it is impossible to come here.

"When will you take that little boy away?" Hermione asked coldly, "I have resurrected him as you ordered!"

"Hey—" Godric said helplessly, "Why did you just talk about this? Are you willing?"

"--you……"

"Don't, don't get excited haha." He spread his hands and said, "You must understand, this is your chance. You have not finished your work, and you still need to work hard—let's not talk about this, do you know how dangerous it was just now? If I hadn't appeared in time, you would have called back to retrain..."

Hermione's heart skipped a beat, and only then did she realize that the anger in her heart just now was indeed a little too reckless.

"If you keep fighting, you must be the one who loses. No, it's not you who lose, it's because he can't bear it, maybe he will take the initiative to drop his wand to catch your sword." Godric looked at her, "He won't lose Yes, unless he wants to. His magic wand involves the composition rules of the plane, and I can’t say more about it.”

Hermione put away her sword and completely calmed down.She said slowly, "I see. I've been too presumptuous."

They walked over, but as soon as they walked in front of Dumbledore, Hermione was shocked: "This..."

She suddenly turned her head to look at the blond-haired patriarch, and said: "He is like this... Is it planned by you? The battle between me and him is also in the calculations of you people from the upper world?!"

Godric gave her a sunny smile, and said shamelessly: "How can this be called a calculation? This is obviously a chance, you know."

Hermione: "..."

As far as they could see, Dumbledore was coughing up blood.No, that's not Dumbledore...but that's Dumbledore again...

The old man with white hair and beard is trying his best to regain his youth.The white hair gradually turned reddish brown, the wrinkles on the face gradually disappeared, only the blue eyes remained clear.The mouthful of blood that was coughed up, like old age that had been deliberately enlarged, was finally discarded.

Hermione understood everything with just one look.This kind of situation is not very uncommon in the world of comprehension - some monks encountered certain blows, such as the failure to cross the tribulation, and their hearts were ashamed overnight.Born from the heart, their appearance quickly ages, like blue silk in the morning and snow in the evening; but sometimes they are stimulated again, such as defeating other young people, grabbing a certain treasure of heaven and earth, and their appearance quickly recovers. It is the recovery of the heart.

Dumbledore must have encountered something before, and his heart became rotten, so his appearance was also rotten.Now, he fought hard with Hermione, and it seemed that some of his youthful vigor had been aroused again.

The author has something to say: Hermione thinks that Dumbledore is so annoying that you love and love every day, you don’t believe in love at all ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Dumbledore immediately said that he would love again and show you ╭(╯^╰)╮!

Song Yun: The chrysanthemum platform reflects the bright moon~~Who knows that my love is cold~~~Drunk in the king's arms~~Back to the old love...