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Chapter 564 He doesn't have his own opinion
"What do you think, Albus?"

Professor McGonagall asked as she stared at the theoretical headmaster's office in Dumbledore's office.

She really couldn't help but care, and Taylor, who used to always like to bury himself in studying, suddenly became incredibly enthusiastic - he held tea parties every afternoon, and brought students from four schools!
"I feel very well, Minerva."

Dumbledore naturally stopped what he was doing, but picked up the quill again under Professor McGonagall's stern gaze.

"If he continues to be like before, you should be worried. Although his schedule is much fuller than before, it is much more normal."

"It's because it's normal that I think it's abnormal," Professor McGonagall sighed, "He became abnormal after the ball. I now suspect that he was poisoned by an expired love potion at the ball."

"Then the effect of this expired love potion is extraordinary," Dumbledore blinked. "The most important thing is that under such circumstances, he did not exert his influence on those students. I thought he would have some strange political views like many students of his age."

"Isn't it enough to make wizards' lives better?"

Professor McGonagall turned around for a while, and finally sat down. "The juniors are fine, but the seniors are used to running to his tea party to punch in. They are so fanatical!"

"But there's nothing wrong with that. If he really wanted to make his own point, he should have cleared out a group of students long ago. Right now, the students at his tea party are still ganging up on each other and attacking each other, but now even among those who were expelled, less than half are complaining."

Dumbledore finally succeeded in being lazy. He put down his quill and gestured with his hands, "But in reality, those students, let alone those from different schools, even those from the same school quarrel a lot. Even Durmstrang, which should be united in theory, is no exception."

How could he not know whether students fought in private?

Gryffindor and Slytherin were fighting almost every day, but that was no big deal - just kids fighting, it wasn't a problem if the hospital wing could handle it.

"That's because he is truly selfless and publishes his ideas for everyone to benefit from," Professor McGonagall shook her head. "To be honest, although I have done in-depth research on the changes in materials to improve my Transfiguration and have successfully improved my Transfiguration Chessboard, I never thought that one day magic would be so closely linked to materials."

She had studied the changes of iron seriously, much more attentively than Albus, and gained a lot. She had always been curious about what Albus had learned from those technologies - but she had never expected that Taylor could make such a breakthrough in it.

"Who would have thought of giving magic a specific standard - using data to refine magic and its materials? Now even I don't know whether he had this idea before or after learning alchemy. And I'm not sure if this is just the beginning. I suspect Taylor wants to use data to label magic."

Dumbledore spread his hands. "But it's a good thing, Minerva, but I always have a strange idea."

"Ok?"

Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore, wondering what he was thinking - the fact that Albus was a master of prophecy had been repeated countless times.

"Andrew actually held the tea party just to get more wizards to participate in the measurement behavior. He was trying to be lazy."

Dumbledore nodded and stood up, "Ah, I need to talk to Nico about this, Minerva."

He stood up and left, leaving behind unfinished work and Professor McGonagall lost in thought.

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"Materials advance the magic world? Good, good, yes, materials, materials, strengthen the cornerstone of the magic world!"

"A tea party with a group of students, ah, that's it, that's how it should be, unite with people with aspirations!"

"Discussion and expulsion? Not a bad method, although it's still a little immature. But under the nose of Albus, immaturity may not be a bad thing."

On the high tower of Nurmengard, Grindelwald was happily examining the intelligence. He analyzed the numerous and messy intelligence sentence by sentence, with a happy look on his face, as if he was not reading intelligence, but a popular novel like a legend.

"Technology, the technology is not bad, um, seventeen units related to magic, well done..."

...

"What about the view, what about the view?"

Grindelwald searched for a long time, but still didn't see what he wanted.

The only thing that can be sidelined is that the lives of wizards should be better - but there is no inclination, no wizard would deny this correct nonsense.

Everyone with the ability wants to become better, but can things become better simply by relying on technological progress?

"How can he not have his own opinions? Conservative or radical, naive or sophisticated, one-sided or general, come up with one!"

He searched hard, but did not find what he was looking for.

'Is this Albus's view?'

This thought came to his mind, and then he rejected it decisively - if Albus thought so, then he should not have devoted himself to the field of education but alchemy.

'I was deceived by a legend!'

After a moment's thought, Grindelwald finally came up with this strange idea.

Albus, in his heavily veiled autobiography, had not described any political leanings, as if he had gone to Hogwarts simply for the education.

'There is no doubt that Taylor was born in such an environment without ambition - after all, ambition has no room to grow under the oppression of a legend.'

Put yourself in his shoes. What bad thoughts could Taylor, who grew up in Hogwarts reading a legend, have when looking at Dumbledore?

"How can I convince you of this..."

He sighed and picked up the latest issue of a legend at hand.

"Forget it. The author finally published a new issue. I might as well take a look. Maybe there will be some changes this time - after all, it has been suspended for so long."

Speculation is just speculation after all, and we cannot take our anger out on a legend just because Taylor has no political views.

Especially since this was Albus's first teaching career at Hogwarts, he was really curious about how Albus climbed from a professor to the headmaster - although he felt that the position was too low for Albus.

'Changing the world... fine, different perspectives, but there's nothing wrong with making wizards' lives better.'

He shook his head, no longer caring about Taylor's question, and began to study a legend seriously.

(End of this chapter)