Chapter 2462 "Out of the Jungle" (7)

Mist hangs in the beech forest.

She walked along and looked around. These trees looked like the columns of a church, forming a long corridor. The "ceiling" was the same as the ceiling of the Hogwarts Great Hall, showing the outside scenery.

"You have never been to Platform Nine and Three Quarters." Albus, who had white hair and beard, looked at her from a distance and said.

She was a little confused.

"Come for a walk with me," Albus said, and then he bent his arms, just like he had done by the Black Lake.

"You will make me feel like you are taking me to the wedding altar." She said with a smile, but she still held Albus's hand and walked forward along the corridor.

"You know, it's not necessarily the phoenix that rises from the fire." Albus said.

"I know, there are demons." She said with a smile. "There are also Garuda. After they die, they will turn into a bead and be taken away by Naga. So Garuda feeds on Naga and wants to take it back."

Which bead."

"So which one do you want to choose?" Albus asked.

"Choose neither." She said with a smile.

"Can I ask why?"

Queen of the Night, your fire of revenge is so burning that you won't even let go of your daughter.

"I choose to grow up." She whispered, "Maybe now is the time for me to give up being a little girl my whole life."

"Is it because of me?" Albus asked.

"Part of the reason." She said frankly. "If my parents were gone all of a sudden, I would find that I have to grow up."

"Harry Potter doesn't have parents either. Do you think he has grown up?" Albus asked.

"He's different."

"What's different?" Albus asked.

Because he is a boy, and boys can never grow up.

"If Lily chose to apply to teach at Hogwarts, would you give her a position?" she asked.

"Why do you think that?" Albus's blue eyes looked at her through his glasses.

"because……"

"Sybil?" Albus asked.

"I didn't say that." She denied.

Albus laughed.

"Professor Trelawney is a talent that is in short supply. Hogwarts is a school that aims to cultivate outstanding wizards for the wizarding world." Albus said after he finished laughing.

"I've heard this tone a lot these days," she said with a sneer.

"Do you still feel that Severus's mistake was unforgivable?" Albus asked.

"No, I don't think so." She said calmly.

"Why?"

"He saved you a lot of suffering. If I had a father, I would let him do the same."

Albus said nothing.

"But now I am the one who has done the unforgivable sin." She said sadly.

"Why do you think that?" Albus asked.

She didn't answer.

"Tell me, where are we now?" Albus asked, looking around.

She raised her head and looked around, and found that the church made of trees had disappeared and was replaced by a Baroque building. However, what did not match it was that the stairs here were very low and the slope was very gentle, which was very suitable for people with limited mobility.

Meeting Facilities.

"Invalides," she whispered.

Albus raised an eyebrow.

"I want to help others," she said calmly.

As soon as she finished speaking, some figures appeared around her, including people with limited mobility and people supporting them.

"Do you know what these people used to do when they were healthy?" Albus asked.

"What matters is not what they have done, but what I want to do." She said coldly, "That makes me feel better, just like someone who thinks having more will make them better off."

"That's accepted, isn't it?" Albus asked.

Her thinking was confused for a moment, but she still figured it out. If she wanted to be an "unknown great person", then she would not be recognized, so why did she care about those "recognized" people?

"I remember that the priest told you that people in that world are neither really alive nor really dead." Albus said, "There are some things that you don't need to be so concerned about."

She did not argue with Albus about this topic, but thought about why she made the same choice.

The devil seems to bring good luck, but on Sunday, the Creator God takes a rest, just like in the Book of Job. Without God's acquiescence, how could the devil cause Job to lose not only his children, but also his health?

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Surrender to the devil's camp, it will make you live a good life. Then look at the god who does nothing. If you worship him, he will not give you any benefits.

"Thanks."

She saw a fallen person being helped up, and this scene touched her deeply.

"If you need help at Hogwarts, you just need to ask." She said softly, "But that's not the case in the outside world. Help is not taken for granted."

Although you and I are strangers, thank you for helping me.

It was gratitude that kept her from falling when she was about to go into the abyss. Even though the devil was very angry about it, he would give her a shot to give her a taste of what "powerful" means.

She felt tired, not because she had no strength, but because she had to deal with the guy who kept causing trouble to show his presence.

You are so disgusting.

She slowly opened her eyes, and she was still in the castle used to imprison poachers.

She smelled a burning smell, as if the smell from the fire a hundred years ago had not dissipated.

Then she thought of Fox, the phoenix. She missed it when it was reborn, and the basin was filled with ashes.

"you're awake?"

She looked at the speaker.

"How did you come?"

Diloch placed a letter on the table in front of her.

But she was not in the mood to read it right now.

"Open it and take a look," Diloch said.

"There is an old story." Georgiana said indifferently, "The bishop, the king and the rich man ordered the soldiers to kill the other two, and they will give him the reward he wants. Don't you think it is very similar to the situation of these three towns now?

What?"

"Three towns?"

"Botsford, Watermire and Oldham. Botsford is the hunting palace of the Duke, where the patron saint of hunters is enshrined. Watermire is a parish determined by the Holy See and was later transferred to a convent.

, and Oldham will be filled with wealthy people."

"Are you in the mood to tell me this without reading the letter?" Diloch said.

"I told those intruders to spare their lives, but you also know him." Georgiana said sleepily, "I violated his bottom line."

"So you think he must be angry?"

What does it matter whether he is angry or not?

She thought indifferently that Albus liked sweet candies, which seemed to bring a little sweetness to the bitter life. She might have liked sugar before, but when she thought that it was grown by slaves, she didn't want to eat sucrose.

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"You like Venice, and he really tried to take it from the Austrians," Diloch said. "Then there's the Silesian problem."

She looked at Dilock calmly.

"Don't you feel happy?" Diloch asked.

"Why should I feel happy?" she asked.

"He dotes on you very much," Diloch said.

This may be regarded as a "good story" and left to be sung by future generations, but it is not "real" at all.

"If you really care about his opinion, you don't have to fulfill your promise."

"I'm not that kind of person," Georgiana said indifferently.
To be continued...