Chapter 2889 The Lion of Freedom (11)

The library usually requires readers to keep quiet, but today there is no one in the library. Even Mrs. Pince did not come due to vacation, so there are only Pomona and Albus in the entire library.

"I rarely see you in the library, Albus." Pomona said with a smile. "I thought you preferred to stay in the Headmaster's office."

"I have always secretly imagined that heaven should be like a library." Albus looked at the library and said, "This is a poem written by an Argentine poet. Do you think he is right?"

"For the most part, I think he's right. The fat monk was giving me a French lesson today and he mentioned St. Augustine."

Pomona then told Albus the conversation that had just occurred in her mind.

"We cannot deny that there is knowledge in the library that teaches people to do evil." After hearing this, Albus looked at the restricted book area, "The Dark Lord often hangs out there."

"He is just a representative of evil." Pomona lowered his head, not daring to look over there. "We can't think that if he is eliminated, the world will be cleansed of evil."

"Keep this idea, Professor, it will be beneficial for us to prepare for future wars." Albus said.

She didn't like what he said very much.

"We have more than one prophet in our school." Albus said. "The centaurs say that we humans are currently in a brief period of peace between wars, so we must not let down our guard."

Pomona comes to her senses.

"Is that why you sent Harry to the Muggle world?"

"Have you ever heard of Muggle fairy tales, Professor?" Albus asked.

"There are many Muggle fairy tales, which one are you talking about?" Pomona asked.

"The ugly duckling," said Albus.

"Of course I have," Pomona said.

"Don't you think Harry is like a swan born among ducks?" Albus said, "He is an alien in the eyes of ducks."

"But he doesn't have gray feathers, so if he knows how to hide himself, he can pretend to be just like the other ducks," Pomona said.

"We all know that swans are beautiful. If the ugly duckling knows that he will turn into a swan, all he needs to do is wait with hope, waiting for the day of transformation, and then he will return to the farm where he was born before, and let the original pecked him

Do the animals see the beauty of the swan?" Albus smiled and said, "Beauty in the eyes of humans is weird in the eyes of other animals. The swan's slender neck is not beautiful at all, and he will still be laughed at."

"Then you won't go back?" Pomona asked.

"The point is, the ugly duckling doesn't know that he is a swan. He doesn't know his destiny, so he can only stumble forward." Albus said, "He doesn't think that in time, he will become a swan that is praised and praised by others."

Pomona thought of the Mirror of Erised.

"Struggling in despair can sharpen a tenacious spirit, but hope will come to nothing. Just like what Severus promised to do for you, did he do it?" Albus asked.

Pomona smiled and shook his head.

"If you don't have hope, you won't be so sad when you are disappointed." Pomona said calmly.

"I hope you don't misunderstand. It was because of me that he missed your agreement, but you don't seem to need him anymore," Albus said.

She didn't answer the question immediately.

"'Hope' makes people easily addicted and wastes their time sitting in front of the Mirror of Erised. Despair makes people flap their wings and get out of trouble. Is this what you want to express? Albus." Pomona asked.

"Pandora opened the magic box and released countless disasters, leaving only hope. Ben Cooper used a time turner to go back to the past and tracked the woman who gave the music box to his father. He did not try to change anything.

History." Albus said. "Sometimes we hand over Dark Arts items to the Ministry of Magic, but I don't think that music box is. I plan to keep it at school."

"It's your decision, Principal," Pomona said.

"What's in that box is not hope, professor, but the source of pain for Ben Cooper. He was originally a duck, but suddenly he became an ugly duckling. When he insisted on his point of view, he attracted the attacks of other ducks.

When I handed Harry over to his Muggle relatives, I wrote a letter and told them exactly what happened. However, they did not tell Harry the truth about his parents' death. Instead, they disguised it as an ordinary traffic accident and let him

Not knowing her own life experience, Minerva was very angry, feeling that she had turned a hero into an ordinary person..."

"That's not what Minerva told me," said Pomona.

"The life of ordinary people seems to be bleak. It is not just that it has nothing to do with all the wonderful life. Being willing to be ordinary and not pursuing success will be regarded as weird. People regard success and failure as extremely important. In fact, doing so is the 'winner'

'It's also a very hard life."

"But you tell me, we won the first game and we still have to win the next one," Pomona said.

"Because it's not a matter of winning or losing," Albus said.

"What's that?" Pomona asked.

"For the greater good." Albus Dumbledore said, "Have you read St. Augustine and tell me what he thinks about free will?"

"If a person is good, he cannot act righteously if he does not want to, so people should have free will. If he commits a crime because of his free will, it does not mean that God gives man free will and makes him commit a crime," Pomona said.

"What do you think?" Albus asked.

"If God is unjust and makes me a bet with the devil like Job, why should I believe in Him?" Pomona said, "Don't tell me anything about despair and hope, Albus, not everyone is the same."

Like an obedient dog, if the owner is unhappy and beats it for no reason, it will still be loyal to him."

Albus let out a long sigh, "Do you think giving justly will lead to a better life?"

"Isidora took pain away from people's bodies. I don't think it was right for her to do so, but I also don't agree that it is right to create pain in order to prove something, let alone that he used new children and wealth to

It compensates Job for everything he lost."

"You want revenge?" Albus asked.

"No."

"Can't, or don't want to?" Albus asked.

In the story of Swan Lake, the prince chose the white swan, which represents purity, but he did not know that the white swan had already been tainted, and she even had a miscarriage.

"I forgot." Pomona said softly, "And I will never choose a prince in my life."

"Can I ask why?" Albus asked.

"He's an idiot with a gold crown."

"I don't know how you want to go there. I just hope you can remain fair. Sometimes people use unjust means to achieve honest goals, and this is how they have free will."

Pomona couldn't help but sigh, no wonder Albus Dumbledore and Grindelwald could become close friends.

The fat monk said that Grindelwald abused justice to achieve his own goals, so what was Albus Dumbledore's purpose?

"It's like going astray temporarily for a right goal, and then going back again like a prodigal son turning back." Pomona said with a smile.

"Sometimes, we have to act for others." Albus shook his head. "Although a child's voice is extremely sincere, it is of no value to those who are not willing to listen."

Some people criticize losers, just like the ancients criticized illegitimate children. Mortal left no heirs, although he made the little bride pregnant. But he didn't care at all about the life and death of the child and the little bride. Even after the operation, he cared more

It's profit.

After all, Mrs. Medea was a woman. She was driven crazy by Mortal and told him directly that his love for Mrs. Dean Dewey was to such an extent that he could not be unfaithful to her. But he had never been a good friend or partner of women, but had always been

A tyrant or slave to women.

"Yes, Principal," Pomona said meekly.

Albus looked at her, then continued to pace for a long time, telling the story about the Dale family.

Marmaduke was the younger brother of Granamdale. He grew up to be an herbalist and discovered different properties in herbs and plants. His work influenced herbalism and potions. And Granamdale

Then they were mediocre in all aspects. When their mother died, Marmaduke inherited the family, but according to the rules of the time, the eldest son should inherit everything.

After Marmaduke's death, Granamdale placed a curse on his brother's sarcophagus. All descendants who enter the Dale family will be cursed, starting from their toes, and the cursed person will gradually turn into a plant.

"Like a blood orc?" Pomona asked.

"It's a bit different, because blood orcs can switch between humans and beasts, and this transformation is irreversible." Albus said.

Pomona didn't ask how Albus knew such family secrets.

"How did Marmaduke die?" Pomona asked.

"Are you asking, like Cain, who was jealous of Abel and killed his brother?" Albus asked.

She didn't know what to say.

"No one knows anymore," said Albus. "That was centuries ago."

Pomona thought of the pictures of Albus Dumbledore and Grindelwald in the history books. They were very beautiful, not at all like ugly ducklings. They were born as swans.

How could they possibly know the despair that the ugly duckling experienced.

But she continued to walk with Dumbledore in the library. No matter what, it was much more spacious than Nurmengard.
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