Hogwarts: From Luna's House to Godhood Through Intense Competition

After all, the most important and most frequently used term in "The Wizarding Guide to Combat" is: Ancient Magic.

“I don’t really know much about it.” Dumbledore shook his head slightly. “The ‘Guardians’ are hidden in history. I only learned about this title from historical clues when I was young.”

“Everyone has a youthful time, Vizette.” He blinked, a glint seemingly in his deep blue eyes. “Back then, we were full of energy…”

"My head is always full of all sorts of whimsical ideas, and I can always dig up all sorts of hidden anecdotes from strange places. It's really very interesting..."

"Back then, we were carefree and searching for something when we stumbled upon a wizard's ruins, where there were several suits of armor made of strange magic."

Vizette, making a connection, asked, "Headmaster Dumbledore, the strange magic you mentioned... is it the ancient magical power?"

“Yes.” Dumbledore nodded. “The Guardians must have been there for a while and left their mark, which is those armors.”

"We studied those armors and gained a lot of magical knowledge that we had never seen before. It was a very rewarding experience, and we all made great progress."

"It's just that we can't control that peculiar magical power; we can only imitate and recreate it. Actually, I originally hoped to use this magic to protect..."

Dumbledore suddenly shuddered, a look of endless helplessness and sorrow flashing across his eyes before disappearing in an instant.

"I may indeed be a little tired. Perhaps it's because being with you always makes me feel relaxed... Let's go back to magic itself and show you its original form."

He picked up his wand and waved it gently, conjuring two suits of armor out of thin air—the same two suits of armor that had appeared in the school hospital.

However, these two suits of armor were even smaller, only reaching Vizet's knees in height.

Dumbledore continued waving his wand, "I've extended this spell according to my own understanding, trying to mimic the armor in the ruins as closely as possible..."

Two suits of armor walked to opposite ends of the principal's office. One suit of armor produced a spear and charged forward, while the other suit of armor held a shield in front of it for defense.

boom!

The two suits of armor perished together in the flames, and the principal's office trembled slightly, like a small earthquake.

Dumbledore asked with a smile, "Not bad, right? Want to learn?"

For some reason, Vizette looked at Dumbledore with the same expression as an older brother showing off to his younger siblings.

“Of course!” He nodded repeatedly. “This magic is amazing! It probably involves more than just shapeshifting magic; it also includes various spells. It should be classified as a composite magic, right?”

"Quirok would be happy for you. It is indeed a composite magic, but it is based on transfiguration magic and then enhanced with spells."

"Professor Quirrell! Headmaster Dumbledore, why hasn't Professor Quirrell woken up yet?"

Vizette remembered that her initial purpose in coming here was to ask Dumbledore for advice and find out how Quirrell was doing.

“How should I explain this to you?” Dumbledore tapped the table lightly with his index finger. “It has to do with the properties of the Philosopher’s Stone… How much do you know about the Philosopher’s Stone?”

Vizette replied, "The Philosopher's Stone is a product of alchemy. It can be used to create potions of immortality and can also turn lead into gold... That's all I know."

"It is also the universal medium for alchemy, which is the most important point," Dumbledore added. "Alchemy can be made much simpler by using the Philosopher's Stone as a medium."

"Of course, this is just to give you some little bit of knowledge that you won't need... When I put the Philosopher's Stone into Quirrell's chest, I was actually performing an alchemy."

Vizette immediately began to make connections, "Using the properties of 'medium' and 'immortality'? Because when Voldemort was banished, he absorbed Professor Quirrell's life force?"

“That’s right, that’s exactly it!” Dumbledore said. “According to my original plan, this would be enough to sustain his life force, and then I could take him to Nicolas Flamel to find a solution.”

"However, the unexpected still happened... Just as I said, choices are far more important than our abilities. After he chose to save you once again, your soul was purified."

"The current situation is that the body, which has been corrupted by Voldemort for so long, is not compatible with the purified soul. This incompatibility manifests itself as unconsciousness."

Chapter 127 The Past of Dumbledore and Voldemort

Vizette nodded slightly, and after thinking for a moment, she seemed to understand somewhat. "So... Headmaster Dumbledore, you still want to take Professor Quirrell to see Mr. Nicolas Flamel?"

Dumbledore nodded and said, "Yes, Quirrell needs to learn alchemy, to understand the Philosopher's Stone, and to control it."

"He needs to guide the Philosopher's Stone to purify his body, rather than passively accepting its transformation. Such behavior is dangerous!"

Vizette quickly asked, "Headmaster Dumbledore, what is the difference between the two?"

“Take Buffet for example,” Dumbledore blinked. “You should be very familiar with this potion.”

Vizette smiled and said, "Yes! Mrs. Pomfrey always tells me not to use Baffy's Brain-Boosting Agent."

Dumbledore said, "This is the best example of passively accepting transformation. If a wizard uses Buffet's Mind-Boosting Potion for a long time, he will become dependent on it... or even worse!"

"Over time, the effects of the Buffet Brain-Awakening Potion will weaken, and in order to maintain that clear-headed and sharp-minded feeling, wizards will increase the dosage until they are completely lost."

Vizette swallowed hard. "Completely lost?"

“That’s right!” Dumbledore affirmed. “When the effects of Buffet’s Mind-Clearing Potion wear off, the wizard cannot accept returning to his original self and thus loses all autonomy.”

“Quirok’s soul has been purified, and I don’t want him to become dependent on the Philosopher’s Stone and go down a path of no return. He should become the master of the Philosopher’s Stone, not a puppet.”

Recalling her performance two days ago, Wizette said firmly, "I believe in Professor Quirrell... I can definitely do it!"

Dumbledore nodded slightly. "Of course, I believe in him too!"

……

The two fell silent. Dumbledore interlaced his fingers, his deep blue eyes gleaming.

Vizet rubbed his eyes. He hadn't rested since the Quidditch final that morning, and now that he was finally back at Hogwarts, he felt a little tired in the warm candlelight.

Dumbledore abruptly asked, "Vizette, do you want to know about what happened between me and Voldemort? About what he said in the basement..."

Vize nodded and said, "Headmaster Dumbledore, if you don't feel uncomfortable and are willing to talk about it... I'm all ears!"

Looking into Vizet's calm, clear eyes, Dumbledore coughed lightly. "Voldemort believed that I created him... perhaps that is indeed the case."

“He used to live in an orphanage. Before I gave him the school admission notice, I learned a little about him from the person in charge of the orphanage.”

“From a very young age, he was able to control his magical talents and use them to commit some heinous acts in the orphanage.”

“A heinous incident?” Upon hearing the word “orphanage,” Vizette recalled her origins in her previous life.

Dumbledore nodded and said, "Yes, the children in the orphanage are afraid to mess with him. Because if they anger him, something bad will happen..."

"For example, hanging one's companion's rabbit from the rafters, or taking one's companion into a cave, after which the companion becomes delirious, as if they have encountered something terrible."

"In short, my first impression of him was very bad. I didn't see a trace of kindness in him. It was as if evil had filled his heart, which is not a good sign."

He spoke slowly, his brows furrowed, and his eyes were unusually focused as he observed Vizette's performance.

After hearing just a few words, Vizette could only think of one phrase: born evil.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, if that's the case... when he finishes his studies at Hogwarts, will he return to the orphanage? What will happen to the other children? Will they still be persecuted by him?"

“Yes! What about the other children?” Dumbledore’s brow relaxed a little. “That’s how things went, and that’s why he thought I created him.”

"I met Voldemort and even learned about his little schemes; he kept a lot of stolen toys. I also had a lot of worries at the time... I didn't do well either!"

“I warned him to burn down the cabinet where he hid his things, and then put it back in its original state. Then I forced him to return the toys, or I would not let him enroll.”

"When was that, Headmaster Dumbledore?" Wizette asked.

"I remember the summer vacation of 1937 very clearly."

Wizette nodded, probably thinking that the so-called "troublesome matter" was related to Gellert Grindelwald.

At that time, Grindelwald's faction was growing stronger and stronger, and Dumbledore was probably having a lot of trouble with it, which is why he said "not well done" because he hadn't put his mind to education.

Seeing that Vizet's expression remained unchanged, Dumbledore's expression also relaxed.

He continued, "I even warned Voldemort back then that Hogwarts does not tolerate theft."

“I did not do well. When he was planning to go to Diagon Alley alone, I did not insist on accompanying him despite his refusal.”

"Because I disliked his cruel, mysterious, and domineering nature, and I was always wary of him."

"Perhaps it was because of my precautions that his nature was nurtured and grew stronger, resulting in the Voldemort we know today."

As he spoke, his tone became heavy, and the light in his eyes dimmed, as if he were thinking about more unpleasant things.

Whether it was a misperception or not, Vizet felt that Dumbledore's gaze towards him carried a sense of "guilt toward his family."

In his past life, when he was in an orphanage, he encountered couples who came to his door looking for their children. When they saw their children again, they would show a similar look in their eyes.

"Perhaps I really...can't do anything?" Dumbledore gave a bitter smile. "I can't be a good professor, and Voldemort will always hate me."

"He couldn't be a good brother or a good friend either. He caused the deaths of so many people. Aberforth was the one who should have shouldered the burden of the family... He was a failure, wasn't he?"

Vizette frowned slightly, glanced behind her, and noticed the towering Mirror of Eris.

Back at the Hog's Head, Aberforth had mentioned it briefly, and coupled with Dumbledore's unusual behavior tonight, he could roughly guess what was going on.

Vizette let out a soft breath and said, "Headmaster Dumbledore, I haven't told you about the Mirror World yet, have I?"

"Would you like to share with me?" Dumbledore turned his head again, taking advantage of the blink of an eye to avoid the possibility of facing the Mirror of Erised directly.

Vizette nodded. "There was a respectable former guardian in the Mirror World who made me understand something..."

"No matter how eloquent the narrator is, we can never truly know what the narrator actually experienced."

"That was the storyteller's experience; only he himself truly knows the pain and joy he went through."

"That's why both you and Professor McGonagall have encouraged me to understand the soul for myself... because everyone's soul and experiences are unique!"

Chapter 128 Am I fortunate enough to have this honor?

"Hmm..." Dumbledore nodded gently, his bright blue eyes shining. "It's very good that you understand this!"

“Actually, I thought of something else… I want to give it a try!” Vizet said, taking out his wand.