Everyday Players at Hogwarts..

Chapter 314 Hesitant Dumbledore

Let’s not talk about the scene that was so offensive to Ryan for the moment—what happened between Harry and Ginny.

In the principal's office at Hogwarts, a room filled with all kinds of wonderful silverware and portraits of the principal of Hogwarts, Dumbledore was facing a crown floating in the air.

"Amazing, amazing!"

"It's so cold, it's no different from passing through a ghost's body!"

"Well, does it really have magic?" Dumbledore touched the pearly white, transparent crown with his hands.

"Yes, Dumbledore."

"I have tried it, and it has the same effect as the real Ravenclaw's diadem."

"But the prerequisite is that you have to be a ghost."

"And it's like a part of me, just like the clothes on my body, it will return to my body after a certain period of time."

A very beautiful ghost with a slender figure, waist-length hair and floor-length robes hung a few inches above the ground.

There is no doubt that she is Helena Ravenclaw, known externally as Lady Grey's Ghost.

"If this can be promoted - I should have refused it earlier. How nice it would be to become a ghost!" Phineas keenly noticed the prospect of objects becoming ghosts.

If that were true, then ghosts would be able to enjoy everything in the physical world.

At that time, what is the difference between being a ghost and being alive?
Maybe, after eating the ghostly food, they will regain the same magical abilities as the wizards.

"Phineas, just as you said, this is indeed a great discovery. It may change the existing life form of wizards."

"But I think I would still choose a normal death."

"My family is waiting for me in the afterlife!" Dumbledore said in a happy tone.

"I think I should go." Helena's face suddenly turned ugly.

She did not take away the crown suspended in mid-air, but disappeared directly through the ground.

"I was wondering why this happened. It turns out that the person she hates has come." Dumbledore looked outside the door and a handsome young man walked in.

He blinked his eyes, "Crown! Is it Ms. Grey?"

Dumbledore waved his wand, and a table filled with food appeared between him and Riddle, and a seat appeared behind them.

"Why, I remember you used to call her Helena directly." Dumbledore sat down, drank a glass of gin, smacked his lips and said.

Riddle also took the opportunity to sit down. It seemed that this was not his first time dining in the principal's office.

"I don't have any feelings for her."

"I just want the Ravenclaw diadem."

"I think I should keep my distance to prevent her from having unnecessary fantasies about me again," Riddle said mercilessly.

"This is what your main soul did. You were already a Horcrux at that time!"

"Tom, don't be so self-righteous. You are still a child in terms of your actual age." Dumbledore teased.

"You can say that."

"But you and I both know that I will be destined to spend a long, endless time at Hogwarts as the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts and even the headmaster."

"She's the same as a ghost."

"I think it would be better for me to cut off this unnecessary bond first."

"Although a thousand years have passed, to be honest, Ms. Grey is still just a child who has not grown up under the shadow of Ravenclaw."

"Spoiled, self-righteous, and inexplicably confident."

"Although she is very beautiful, I can't imagine how she can be so proud on the magical level - she is so ordinary yet so confident." Riddle frowned, as if he remembered the main soul's memory at that time.

"You know, I wasn't just after the Ravenclaw crown at the time. I was also targeting Ms. Grey's magical knowledge."

"You know, she is the daughter of Ravenclaw!" "But, I am disappointed, she is just a fool."

"Even if she wasn't that great when she was alive, she has lived for thousands of years at least."

"Still a sucker though," Riddle complained about the wine.

Although he is the embodiment of Voldemort's conscience, he still can't stand such a superficial woman.

Not even Bella can compare. No matter what, Bella's attainments in black magic were pretty good.

They can still have a few words with each other.

That's why they went to bed while chatting among themselves.

"Let's not talk about Ms. Grey for now. You met Harry today. What do you think?" Dumbledore clasped his hands together, leaned against the table, and looked at Riddle with a serious look.

"His magic is indeed very powerful."

"If I had the slightest bit of ill will, my fate might be even worse than the locket you gave me some time ago."

"Besides, I noticed that he hasn't used his full strength yet." Hearing what Riddle said, Dumbledore suddenly laughed.

"Tom, it turns out that you are concerned about his strength." Dumbledore waved his wand again, and the image of Harry answering questions in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom appeared in the air.

"The most precious thing about Harry is his kind heart."

"He was serious about answering that question."

“He would also be considerate of the thugs who threatened his life.”

"I can say that even if we had the same conditions as Harry, that is, Lily's spell, we would not be able to use his magic."

"That powerful force you think of actually comes from Harry's heart."

"That's something we can never learn," Dumbledore exclaimed.

"If you can't learn it, then don't learn it. There is more than one form of strength!"

"Besides black and white, there is also gray!"

"Even if I am neither evil nor kind, as long as I am determined in my heart, I will still be strong!"

"Just like Ravenclaw."

"Ravenclaw is not as kind as people think. Many of the books in Hogwarts were looted by her."

"But she is not completely evil, and can even be considered quite kind."

"And yet she created a magic that the Big Four, or even all the wizards in history, could not do!"

"Admit it, Dumbledore, love is not great!"

"It's just a form of magic," Riddle said coldly.

"maybe."

"Tom, do you think I should go on?"

"If I learn and conquer this magic--" Dumbledore hesitated, which was rare.

With his wisdom, he can see the impact of this magic on the future.

"Knowledge itself is not wrong!"

"Even if you can't figure out the magic behind this crown, someone will figure it out sooner or later."

"If you are the one who researches it, you can at least control its impact and the direction of the wizarding world."

"You're too timid," Riddle said sarcastically.

(End of this chapter)