The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 640 May I Return Still Be Like a Youth

After seeing off the professors, Moriarty buried himself in the search for the key to unlock the layers of Hufflepuff Tower. A large number of ancient books were moved to his desk, and long-forgotten documents were restarted, all for the purpose of investigating Hufflepuff.

This witch, who was like a loving mother among the four leaders, was now seen by the Hogwarts students as a mysterious enigma.

With his distractions cleared, Moriarty calmed down and focused on his studies, rediscovering the initial excitement he felt when he first stepped into Hogwarts.

That day, Lilith summoned Moriarty and arranged to meet him at the Black Lake outside the castle.

Lilith was carrying a handbag that looked quite heavy.

"What's inside?"

Moriarty took the bag; it was incredibly heavy.

"My grandfather sent these," Lilith blinked, her eyes shining like the moon and stars. "He went to follow Gump, but after hearing about the Hogwarts Tower of Magic, he packed these documents up and sent them to you."

Moriarty immediately understood, his gaze drifting to the Magic Tower, and he said with a touch of melancholy, "This damned nostalgia! Every wizard who graduated from Hogwarts, who hasn't deeply missed Hogwarts?"

Lilith chuckled softly: "Judging from my grandfather's behavior, I bet Gump didn't even know Hogwarts had a magic tower."

"This further proves that something secret must have happened to Light at Hogwarts. Once it's uncovered, Light will be defeated!"

Then Moriarty's tone softened, and he narrowed his eyes: "Even a dragon was a spirited boy when he was young. Gamp... was kept in the dark about everything that Hikaru did."

"You mean, there's still a possibility that Gamp might repent? A chance to clear his name?" Lilith raised an eyebrow, looking incredulous.

"A man like Gamp will never repent, and he can't be redeemed," Moriarty said, shaking his head. "From the moment he attacked London, he could never be redeemed."

Moriarty suddenly smiled and looked at Lilith with confidence: "Believe it or not, when Gamp hears that we have made contact with the Muggle regime and are willing to exchange sincerity for sincerity, he will first be angry, then he will be moved, then he will admit his inferiority, and finally he will be firm in his beliefs."

"At the same time, during this period of reflection, I also miss Hogwarts terribly."

Lilith didn't gamble, a bright smile spreading across her face: "You've already predicted Gump's next move. No, you've predicted the next move of the Hogwarts graduates."

The two walked side by side toward the castle.

Just as Lilith had said, Moriarty's words came true.

News of Lockhart's meeting with the Muggle government on behalf of the magical regime spread.

The number of letters sent to Lockhart by wizards from all over the world increased at a rate of 30 per hour, filling Lockhart's ministerial office within a day.

The Ministry of Magic was filled with them within three days.

According to Arthur Weasley, former Director of the Department for Prohibition of the Misuse of Muggle Items and current Director of the Department for Muggle Reception at the Ministry of Magic, most of the letters expressed opposition to contact with Muggles.

Only a few wizards are willing to enter Muggle society.

Arthur Weasley belonged to this group, and so Arthur's office was piled high with letters.

If this event caused a stir in the wizarding world, then the appearance of the Hogwarts Tower was like a depth charge, causing a huge uproar!

Hogwarts graduates wrote to their former headmaster and professors, asking if it was true or not.

Since the confirmation, Hogwarts Great Hall has been raining down owls every day, with letters arriving constantly. This has led the house-elves to complain several times that the school's food reserves are insufficient because there are too many owls, which are taking away what should belong to the students.

Dumbledore's St. Mungo's ward was already overflowing with letters, so he took refuge in Grindelwald's ward.

Even an old professor like Professor McGonagall receives letters every day.

Finally, the letters could no longer satisfy their curiosity.

Graduates from all over the world came to Hogsmeade in groups!

Standing in Hogsmeade Village, you can see the Hogwarts Tower in the distance.

In late autumn, Hogwarts is a sea of ​​golden lawns, with four towers rising majestically on the golden ground, and the nearby Black Lake reflecting the sunlight scattered by the wind.

The bleak autumn scenery and the ancient magic tower create a contradictory atmosphere.

The wizards gazed at the magic tower from a great distance.

Having graduated from Gryffindor, he shed his former recklessness and stared thoughtfully at the tower's upper levels.

The graduate of Slytherin had a gloomy expression; it was no secret that the Slytherin Tower had been opened.

The fewest people came from Ravenclaw, and they looked melancholy, because the Ravenclaw Tower had most likely been opened, and the key was very likely Ravenclaw's own head.

The largest number of people come from Hufflepuff, and their numbers are constantly increasing.

They came and went, whispering and exchanging information about the tower's keys.

For several days in a row, Hogsmeade Village remained in this state.

Some wizards saw the large number of people and discovered a business opportunity. They set up stalls in the village, selling everything from food and drinks to daily necessities. Mundungus was one of them.

The young wizards at Hogwarts would occasionally exchange glances with the adult wizards, their eyes meeting, one half youth, the other half the future.

The graduating wizards feel heartbroken about the impact of war on their alma mater, are curious about its long-forgotten history, and miss the time they spent there.

The young wizard, still in the learning stage, is filled with hope for the future after experiencing one big and small event after another.

Moriarty stood atop the Astronomy Tower, the highest tower at Hogwarts, overlooking these scenes: one of youth that could never be returned, the other of a future full of hope. People are always like this; they can never simultaneously possess youth and the feeling of youth.

In this atmosphere, Dumbledore was discharged from the hospital and returned!

Two weeks have passed since the Battle of London, and the 1993 academic year is drawing to a close.

Dumbledore's injuries had not yet healed, and Grindelwald, who had suffered the same injuries, was still lying in a hospital bed.

But Dumbledore returned with a heavy heart, and he said to Jericho, who accompanied him home from the hospital, "With Moriarty, with Lilith, and with you, the future belongs to you in 10 years, or even 5 years."

"But right now, only I can solve this perfectly."

In Jericho's eyes, Dumbledore's injuries made him look several years older. Without the support of fire elemental magic, Jericho truly realized that the headmaster had aged.

"The old era has not ended, and the new era has not yet arrived. Let this old man do one more thing for Hogwarts."

As he slowly walked into Hogwarts, Dumbledore smiled happily as he looked at the familiar campus and the friendly students.

"headmaster!"

"Headmaster Dumbledore~"

"Albus!"

The calls, heartfelt and sincere, came from both the young wizards and the adult wizards. Even one of Dumbledore's classmates was among them!

Dumbledore walked to the castle gate, then suddenly turned around and said loudly, "Hogwarts students, come in. No one is more qualified than you to lend a helping hand to Hogwarts in its time of crisis."

Each word, amplified by the mantra, traveled far and wide.

With a "boom," both the young wizards in the school and the adult wizards in Hogsmeade Village surged into Hogwarts Castle like a tide, just like students running back to their classrooms when the school bell rang.

Dumbledore walked at the front, and after entering the Great Hall, he waved his hand, and four long tables merged into one long table, which flew to the right. He waved his hand again, and a long table appeared on the left.

Benches then appeared, and the long table stretched all the way out of the castle.

A commotion ensued, and the adult wizards sat on the left, while the students sat on the right.

It was a fairly large group of people; the last seats were already outside the castle, but there were still quite a few people standing at the back.

Moriarty looked behind him and saw a throng of heads; there must be tens of thousands of people! And the number was still increasing.

Dumbledore walked up to the professors' table alone. This time, there were no other professors beside him, and he did not sit down. His tall, white figure was in everyone's sight.

The castle fell silent, as if the heavens and earth had been prepared for this moment, utterly still.

"Heir to Hogwarts, when you feel the weight of the world, please remember, when you return to Hogwarts, I will not make things worse, I only want things to go more smoothly for us."

Dumbledore's heartfelt confession to the Hogwarts students ignited the atmosphere.

(Ah Hong didn't go traveling during the May Day holiday. Instead, she went back to visit some of her alma maters from her student days. This is just a reflection. For those of us who have read Harry Potter, who didn't dream of owning an owl when they were 11 years old?)

(End of this chapter)