Can HP Diary Help Me Pass NEWTs?

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When the two parties finally reached an agreement, the atmosphere naturally eased, and Dumbledore even asked about Pauline's recent plans.

"I do have a new research direction." Pauline said happily, "Professor, maybe you have tried to understand the latest academic research of Muggles? I have to say that they have amazing achievements in physics, chemistry and biology." As a result, this is far beyond the reach of the wizarding world. I was actually interested in this long before I went to Hogwarts - I mean, if I wasn't a witch, I would definitely be studying physics by now .”

"I'm afraid this confirms what I said before. I am no more knowledgeable than you know, at least my knowledge of Muggle academic research is by no means as detailed as yours." Dumbledore said.

"Understandable." Pauline nodded, not disappointed by the answer, "Wizards are always prejudiced against the Muggle world, and individuals with extraordinary powers always do—not talking about you, professor."

Dumbledore smiled and said he didn't mind.

"In short, I don't think Muggles have magical powers. To some extent, it is more like the glory of their civilization. If everyone has magic and can easily do most things in life, I think I don't think technology is so advanced." Pauline said, "When I say these words, I mean washing machines, computers, refrigerators, and I am also talking about gunpowder, wooden barn guns, rockets, spaceships, the delivery of civilization. Advancement is exponential, and at the beginning of the first grade of junior high school, it may not be much different, or even appear to be backward, but once it reaches a certain level, it will develop explosively, which is why wizards can only remain anonymous, while Muggles can own the world."

Both Riddle and Harry looked uncomfortable at the same time—discomfort that almost turned into vomiting when they realized that they had reacted in the same way as the other.

"Perhaps I don't know as much about the Muggle world as you do, Pauline," said Dumbledore calmly, "but when I hear those last words, it's hard not to think of an old man who may have been with you have similar views."

"Are you talking about Grindelwald?" Pauline said immediately. "I knew about his claims when I was still at Hogwarts - unfortunately, the time lag is a bit long, and Grindelwald The power of the British has never swept through Britain, and wizards in Europe tend to avoid talking about it, so I can only know a little bit."

"I think you do share similar views in some respects."

"You really make me curious when you say that, maybe I should find a way to sneak into Nurmengard." Pauline said jokingly, "However, although similar, I think it should be different-I am not a wizard supremacist, I I don’t think the magic world has this ability and cohesion.”

"Then what on earth are you thinking?" Dumbledore stared at her, pointing, "Pauline, I may know Grindelwald very well, but I can't guess what you're thinking, and I guess no one can." Guess."

Riddle gave Dumbledore a cold look as if warning.

"I—" Pauline pondered for a while, "I don't know too well, but I think that the closed and self-governing magic world is not conducive to development, and the development and civilization of Muggles are very brilliant. The merits, I think it is worth learning and drawing lessons from.”

She said, smiled slightly at Dumbledore, and said frankly, "I haven't made up my mind yet. Anyway, I want to study the academic achievements of Muggles first."

The topic naturally led to Pauline's recent Muggle courses, and she complained half-truthfully to Dumbledore that the Wizarding Law made her study difficult, "It's hard to imagine, when you want to target someone Academic Questions When writing an email to a master you look up to, there's no way you can give a handy identity - I mean, I was born Muggle, I have a Muggle ID number, but there I am only a primary school graduate, and for the masters, this is simply illiterate without the need for communication."

Following her words, Harry remembered that his status in the Muggle world was no better than Pauline's—this strengthened his belief in staying in the wizarding world in the future.

"If Muggles are still writing letters by hand, I can still use the confusion spell to get past them. If the Muggles' identity registration system is not complete, I can also become a decent scholar with a complete social identity, but now everyone With email, everyone's ID is entered into the electronic system, what should I do, professor?" Pauline said with dissatisfaction, although the dissatisfaction was not directed at anyone in front of her, "I can confuse a person, Can I still confuse all the computers in the world?"

"I think the Ministry of Magic should have some countermeasures in this regard." Dumbledore smiled kindly and echoed her.

Harry saw that Pauline was clearly disapproving of the Ministry of Magic, but she didn't say so, and instead skipped the subject, returning to Muggle physics and chemistry, "I wish there was some kind of mechanical technology or magic that would allow me to work in the In addition to working and living here, I heard lectures from physics professors in London, Boston, and Columbia. I have some questions about the exchange symmetry of identical particles, and there are still many things I don’t understand..."

Once she talked about academic knowledge, the whole person was like drinking a happy potion, the whole person was in a surprisingly good state, radiant and eloquent-Harry didn't understand a word, and he even began to suspect that he was a Muggle Or a wizard, maybe he was mistaken at all, otherwise why did he now hear Pauline talking about Muggles and think she was reciting mysterious spells?

His head was dizzy and his stomach began to convulse.

"I don't think everyone is as interested in all your research as I am, Pauline." Riddle sighed--Harry looked at him, the handsome and extraordinary young man seemed to be the best-tempered boyfriend, Looking at his girlfriend helplessly and fondly, he lowered his head and kissed her cheek intimately. He chuckled, "Look at poor Harry, he's about to faint from what you said."

Harry felt his stomach twitching more for Riddle himself, by contrast, because Riddle quickly looked up and apologized to them in polite model-boyfriend fashion—Harry suspected that Riddle just saw His discomfort did this on purpose, "I'm sorry, Professor, Harry, I'm afraid that once the pretty girl next to me mentions knowledge, her eyes will light up and she won't be able to remember anything."

Harry's thoughts were quickly verified, because Riddle's cold eyes swept across his face, showing a cold and pleased expression, malice flickered in those dark eyes, Riddle smiled and kissed Bo Lynn's forehead, "In fact, even I have to work with her to understand what she is interested in. To tell you the truth, Professor, I'm not sure about the Muggle set of 'wave-particle duality' 'uncertainty theorem' ' That's right. Maybe that's what you mean—the price of love."

Even discovering Riddle's malice, Harry admitted, was tormented.

His stomach twitched, and he didn't know whether it was nausea or looking at Riddle in horror - Voldemort talked about love, or Voldemort was proficient in Muggle physics, Harry didn't know which was more frightening.

Only Dumbledore said with a smile, "It's the most gratifying news for me in half a century to hear that you have a new subject, Tom."

Riddle's eyes narrowed, revealing a cold light.

But he ended up saying nothing.

"Pauline, I really don't understand why you're dating Riddle." When Pauline sent them out of the institute, Harry couldn't hold back, "I mean, I can't even understand why you He stayed, he is so dangerous, what if he deceived you and set off another bloodbath?" Harry couldn't help shaking his head, "If Mrs. Weasley knows, what will Ron and the others say if they find out? They won't take it - no one will take another Voldemort alive."

Harry couldn't imagine it.

Pauline looked at him with interest.

"I think I'm very grateful for your willingness to think about me." Pauline drew out her tone and gave him a friendly smile. Erudite, intelligent, winky, gentle and caring, and most of all, quite handsome. Harry, isn't that enough for him to be my boyfriend?"

It always seemed to Harry that she was talking about someone else whom no one knew.

"But he, but he..."

"I know, I know, he's dangerous, ambitious, amoral, and terribly cruel," Pauline said softly, looking at him with interest, "but, Harry, don't you think I'm safe in your heart?" ?"

Harry stared at her dumbfounded.

This question is really strange, Pauline is Ron's cousin, a cousin of the Weasley family, she is a wizard from the Muggle world, she is an absolute top student at Hogwarts, she clearly opposes pure bloodism, Never a cruel claim, and everyone she's met has said she's gentle and kind...and she's a Ravenclaw!

"House discrimination is not a good thing, Harry." Pauline said pleasantly, reaching out to pat Harry on the shoulder. "Why do you think Professor Dumbledore made a third promise with me?"

But, but - Harry looked at Dumbledore reassuringly, but the latter just smiled.

"But I did make a promise, all you need to know is enough." Pauline stretched out her index finger, pressed it against her delicate lips, and smiled mysteriously, "At the Weasleys, remember to Keep it a secret for me - when I want to tell them, I will."

Harry looked at her in bewilderment.

Pauline rolled her eyes and smiled at him as light as a summer breeze.

"Oh, oh, I will." Harry nodded unnaturally, "Since you don't want them to know for the time being, I won't say it. But I still don't agree with your approach, even if Riddle and Voldemort are now Different individuals, they are still the same person, I don't believe he will get better - I don't believe he will be willing to be your alchemy puppet at all, I still don't understand why he would be willing."

"When a man feels that he is in complete control of another's thoughts and actions, Harry, he is not afraid to commit important matters to the other party," Pauline said.

Harry looked at her in surprise.

But Pauline didn't explain this. She smiled. "To be honest, I'm surprised that you're willing to talk to me calmly now, Harry."

Harry was puzzled, "Why?"

"Because, as you say, even though they are completely disconnected individuals now, they were once the same person," Pauline said softly, "and you and Voldemort... Del's business."

Harry felt his stomach ruminating uncomfortably, but he managed to force a smile, "But like you said, it was Voldemort who killed my parents, not Riddle, and he hadn't had time to be that at all. A murderer, isn't he?"

This time it was Pauline's turn to look at him in surprise.

"And, Pauline, you've helped me a lot," Harry said bravely. "When I first entered school, you helped me and Ron. You gave Hermione a lot of advice and help. You put your I lent us all my notes, and you wrote to Hermione during the OWLs last year, which helped us a lot, and the most important thing is - although I know this was not your intention, you saved Sirius. "

Pauline looked utterly surprised. "Sirius?" She was at a loss. "Sirius-Black?"

"Yes, you saved him," Harry said quickly, "just last year, we broke into the Hall of Prophecy, Death Eaters ambushed us, Sirius came to rescue me, and Bellatrix-Ly Strange's Killing Curse hit, but the protective device inside the Hall of Prophecy was triggered, and Sirius was injured, but not dead. We later learned that it was because you had just provided the Ministry of Magic with a new defensive equipment."

Pauline's beautiful eyes widened slightly, "Oh, you're talking about that..."

"You don't know the circumstances," said Harry hastily, "that Lestrange's Killing Curse was about to hit Sirius, and he almost died, because of my mistake! "

Pauline looked at him wisely.

"So," Harry said hastily, lowering his head and avoiding her gaze, "we are all very grateful to you, if you really have to be with Riddle... if you insist, I don't understand, but I think as long as Riddle Behaving differently than Voldemort, I'll try to treat them as two people."

Suddenly Pauline gave him a big hug—and Harry started, flushing suddenly.She has a light potion smell, a bit bitter, but clear enough, not unpleasant, very special, even very attractive, just like herself.

Her voice carried to Harry's ears on the cool evening wind.

"Harry, I take human vice for granted, even enjoys it," she said softly, "but that's why I'm forever struck by its beauty."

"May Merlin bless you." Pauline let go of him and smiled at him. "May the courage and tolerance of Gryffindor be with you forever."

Harry nodded hesitantly, and followed Dumbledore out of the mysterious forest.

Before parting, he suddenly turned his head, "But, Pauline—"

Pauline smiled at him.

The cold night has faded away from them, and the dawn has shone in the distance.

It's too late if you don't speak again.

"But, Pauline," Harry blurted out, "you just said that when a person feels that he is completely in control of another's thoughts and actions, he is not afraid to entrust important things to the other person."

Pauline looked at him in bewilderment and nodded.

"But—" said Harry, "so that's why you brought Riddle back to life, isn't it?"

Pauline looked at him in surprise.

After a while, she finally said, "Harry, has anyone told you..."

"You are really a very sensitive person." Under the hazy dawn and moonlight, she showed a mysterious smile, "very-quite sensitive."

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