The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

The messy site was restored to its original state, except for a few lush bushes.

The clear moonlight fell on the lawn again, and the light silver light reflected the green grass leaves. The evening breeze blew and there was a quietness.

Loren, who was still not satisfied, stopped casting spells. Now he had time to carefully look at the old wand in his hand, the famous Deathly Hallows.

The first impression of the simple wand is that it is long. The length of 15 inches exceeds that of most wands, comparable to some exquisite swords. It is straight and slender, with a brown body. There are five wood knots evenly spaced from the end to the tip of the wand, from large to small, and the whole body is dark.

The surface wood has been oxidized for thousands of years and polished by successive wizards, giving off a warm and slightly bright light.

It is said to be made of elderberry, with a wand core made of night star tail feathers.

After rubbing the wand from the tip to the handle for a few times, Loren compared it and still felt that his applewood wand felt better. This elder wand was easy to use, but there were too many knots on it, which made it rough and not smooth enough to roll. It was a bit uncomfortable.

Taking the wand in his hand and spinning it around his knuckles like a pen, Loren walked to Dumbledore and asked after a pause: "Respected Headmaster Dumbledore, don't you have anything to say to me?"

"Don't you have anything to ask me?" Dumbledore replied slowly.

"Hiss..."

Loren began to think.

Dumbledore smiled, and looked around with his blue eyes. After confirming that all traces were covered and nothing was missed, he turned and walked towards the woods.

Loren followed behind silently, carefully sorting out what happened tonight in his mind, tracing back past memories, trying to analyze why things developed like this, which were accidents, and which were in Dumbledore's plan...

First, he found that Harry was out at night and Dumbledore was following him, and then he took the initiative to follow.

After arriving at the meadow, he received Draco's warning message, and then Voldemort led the Death Eaters to appear.

Finally, he was pushed out at a critical moment and used the Elder Wand with ease.

One accident after another, one coincidence after another, behind these things, is Dumbledore the mastermind behind them?

The more carefully Loren sorted out the situation, the more confused his mind became. He simply shook his head and asked directly:

"Professor, you seem to have never cared about the resurrection ceremony. Did you know from the beginning that the ceremony would definitely fail? Did you expect Voldemort to lead the Death Eaters to destroy the ceremony?"

"Don't think so badly of me, Loren."

Dumbledore's voice was calm and gentle, "I respect the laws of nature and the order of life and death, which does not mean that I reject Lily's resurrection. In fact, I am very happy to see the scene of mother and son reunited. Lily and Harry deserve this beautiful family relationship."

"What about Professor Snape?"

"Since Lily's death, Severus has never lived for himself. For more than ten years, he has been overwhelmed by guilt. If he can use his own life to resurrect Lily, it will be a relief for him."

"..."

Loren sighed with a complicated expression, and he couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.

Thinking along Dumbledore's line of thought, it seems to make some sense.

"But the ritual failed."

"Yes, the ritual failed. Perhaps it was just an accident, or perhaps the ending was already predetermined. Magic brings us enlightenment. Perhaps the order of life and death is more strict than we expected."

Walking into the lush forest, the stars and the moon were obscured, the vision became dimmer, but the path was very clear. The woodland that had not been visited for decades was full of fallen leaves, and the soft ground was trampled into deep and shallow dense footprints. It was almost impossible to identify the direction of their pursuit without thinking. Dumbledore was not in a hurry, and Loren was certainly not in a hurry.

The two walked along the footprints, with light steps.

Temporarily putting aside the matters related to resurrection, Loren then thought of the "behind-the-scenes pusher" of that battle, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "Why let me deal with Voldemort?"

Dumbledore looked calm: "I had a sudden thought and thought you could try it."

"..."

Merlin's sudden thought.

Loren silently slandered in his heart, but the scene of competing with Dumbledore in fire skills in the headmaster's office emerged in his mind... Now thinking back, the ownership of the Elder Wand was transferred at that time. No wonder he felt something was wrong at the time, and Grindelwald looked at him strangely.

He frowned: "But how to explain the Elder Wand? This is not a sudden idea. You have been planning it for a long time, right?"

The old headmaster in gray and white robes did not answer directly, but asked: "How does it feel to defeat Voldemort with the Elder Wand?"

"... Not bad."

Loren's answer was very frank. After a pause, he suddenly remembered something, glanced at the old headmaster, and said with some entanglement, "Otherwise, you should take the Elder Wand back?"

It symbolizes unparalleled magic power and the glory of conquering the god of death. Starting from the first owner of the Elder Wand, Antioch Peverell, every transfer was accompanied by blood and killing. Greed and desire always entangled the Elder Wand...

And now, this teenager who has mastered powerful power in his teens is willing to give up the Elder Wand.

Dumbledore's smile became more gentle, and the wrinkles on his face stretched out. This pleasure even exceeded seeing Loren repel Voldemort with his own eyes.

"Loren, your eyes are too straightforward. I can understand your thoughts even without using Legilimency."

Loren was stunned for a moment and looked away calmly. Old people, after all, have to save face.

"Do you think that without the help of the Elder Wand, I can no longer deal with Voldemort, so I have no choice but to push the underage students out?"

"I have this idea."

"Then you underestimate the experience of the old wizard. The skills Voldemort just showed are indeed amazing. I have never seen such a tightly sealed life-threatening green light before, but those green lights should not put me to sleep...

Dumbledore said softly, "Loren, I hope you understand that whether it is the Elder Wand or the new spell, they are all things that enhance strength from the outside, just like adding scales to a lion or adding limbs to a venomous snake, which can only bring temporary advantages. "

"It may also be adding wings to a lion and adding a few heads to a venomous snake. "

"The decision of victory is still the lion's sharp claws and the venomous snake's deadly venom. "Dumbledore smiled, "The real reason you can defeat Voldemort is not the Elder Wand, but the abundant and powerful magic power, the familiar apparition skills, and the confidence in the penetration spell. ”

“I still think the Elder Wand is the key…”

“Then practice diligently. When you are truly familiar with the Elder Wand, you will understand what I mean.”