Chapter 2914 The Language of Butterflies (4)

Pomona walked up the steps to the principal's office.

"How about a drink?" Albus asked.

"No need for anything." Pomona replied, "I drank a lot of pumpkin soda at the party just now."

Albus didn't force it, they all knew that the purpose of calling her here this time was not for a drink.

"What are you going to do about Miss Irina Aiken?" Albus said.

"If she still plans to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and Hufflepuff House, and after a vote, others are willing to accept her, then we will still accept her," Pomona said.

"Don't you think it's too fussy, Professor?" Albus asked.

"You want to say she's still a child?" Pomona asked.

"I'm not asking you to be polite, Professor. I just want you to pay attention and make a rational judgment." Albus said.

"If children can go to whichever academy they want, wouldn't we be the same as Ilfamoni Academy of Magic? What I uphold is the tradition of the school, Albus, a tradition that has existed for thousands of years."

"Traditions can change," Albus said.

"I'm not here to argue with you. If, because of the precedent set by Miss Aiken, anyone can forcefully request to go to the college they want to go to because they are dissatisfied with the Sorting Hat's decision after the sorting ceremony, then the sorting ceremony will be in vain.

"

"Because of tradition, where is your compassion?" Albus asked.

"What's sympathy for? She can't get whatever she wants?" Pomona asked.

"Do you know what Miss Aiken is like?" Albus asked, "Do you know what she went through in order to come to the magic school?"

"'This is how our life goes'. Sympathy for the misfortune of others is a virtue praised by Cicero, but if you tell me about irrational sympathy, I don't agree with it. Sympathy allows justice to be upheld."

"And you think that upholding tradition is upholding justice?" Albus asked.

"Why do you insist on branching into schools when you build a school?" Pomona asked. "I think you should have noticed, Albus, that each college is somewhat infected with the personality characteristics of the founder. What's more, if you abolish the branching, the entire UK

The wizarding world will turn against you, whether you defeat Grindelwald or not."

Albus was a little angry, but Pomona was unyielding.

"I don't think you need to organize people to vote." Albus said after a moment, "As long as you can accept her, others won't have any objections."

"I respect everyone's opinion," Pomona said.

"Do you really think that, or are you deliberately creating a barrier?" Albus raised his voice.

"No." Pomona said. "What makes you think that?"

"Your mind is disturbed now, professor. A wise man should not have passions."

Pomona smiled bitterly, someone had told her to have a "passio" before.

"Control your emotions, you are an extremely smart person." Albus said.

In the past, Pomona might have felt a little happy.

The most irritating people in the world are idiots, and the ones least controlled by pride are idiots.

"Yes, Principal." Pomona said calmly.

"Miss Aiken will have class with others tomorrow, and I will find someone to arrange her accommodation." Albus waved his hand, "You can go back."

Pomona bowed and left the principal's office.

On the way back, she kept thinking about it in her mind.

People are allowed to have free will, so if they choose to do good, they will do good things. Even if someone does evil because someone has free will, it cannot be said that free will is wrong. If he does not do good,

Freedom is hijacked by evil. Just like the old registered voting, if workers do not vote as required by the factory owner, and the factory owner reads their voting records, they will be retaliated against.

Don't treat others how you don't want others to treat you.

Sometimes people's behavior exceeds the limit of everyone's tolerance. Some mistakes cannot be made once because no matter how many times I say I'm sorry, I can't be forgiven.

Their misery will arouse sympathy, but those who sympathize with them will eventually end up like the farmer in the story of the farmer and the snake. As long as they recover, they will not repent or remember any lessons.

At this time, a dragonfly flew by. Pomona saw it but did not chase it.

She had already obtained two keys, one of which opened the library bookcase door, which contained a ring with a fluorescent flashing magic effect and a necklace that was in the cabinet guarded by Peeves.

This is the path she chose. Whether she is pursuing heaven after death, or people who are unscrupulous in pursuing timely pleasure in this world, they are all using the moral standards of this life in exchange for a kind of happiness.

If man is already extremely good as Augustine said in the fourth question of Question 88, as long as he is willing to maintain this beauty, nothing can stop him. If we admit that man's fall was due to another reason,

One person's persuasion, then we must examine why the persuader himself fell.

So, have you fallen?

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Snape asked.

"Why are you here?" Pomona asked.

She tried to overlap the man in front of her, dressed in black and exuding dark tension, with the boy who was kicked unconscious by the unicorn and fell asleep in the forbidden forest.

"You don't want to know the latest investigation results?" he said like a temptation.

She didn't want to know, in fact she wanted to lean on his shoulder like any ordinary woman.

"Are you thinking about Aiken?" he said again.

"Albus wants me to cancel my vote," Pomona said. "Do you understand why?"

He was silent for a while.

"Sometimes people don't need everything to be clear. They just need to obey." He said slowly, "You can make her gradually like your academy."

"You heard what she said," Pomona said.

"Do you think we suffer less prejudice than you suffer?" Snape asked.

She pursed her lips.

"Don't be so childish." He said as a lesson.

"Okay." Pomona said listlessly.

"I should be happy if you have the patience to listen to what I have to say." Snape sighed, "You really don't look like Gryffindor."

Pomona remembered that Gryffindor often opposed Slytherin. Did he also hope that Hufflepuff would do the same?

Under the escort of Snape, Pomona returned to the cellar. They later went to the kitchen. There was supposed to be tropical fruit ice cream tonight, but an accident happened when it was time to serve. Although Paul could not talk to Pippi,

He enters the kitchen like a ghost, but he can attack with "cannonballs" and paint is everywhere in the kitchen.

"Why has he gone mad?" Snape asked.

"Peeves told him to sign a contract and drive him out." Pomona sighed helplessly, "I really don't understand how he could take it out on us."

"He knows he doesn't belong here, right?" Snape asked again, "He has a manor."

"I think what he lacked was playmates." Pomona said, "Paul carefully designed a 'paradise', but no one wanted to come and play. He left the manor just to find someone to play with."

"Are you sympathizing with him?" Snape said in disbelief.

"I don't know... I told Albus that compassion is what makes justice uphold." Pomona looked at him and said, "But he has done so many evil things just to find someone to play with him?"

"Don't think about him." Snape said, holding her head and kissing her forehead. "I'll deal with him."

Pomona took the opportunity to hug back.

She felt warm and safe, so he didn't fall, right?

She heard a rustling sound, which sounded like the rubbing of clothes or the whispering sound of a snake.

It is said that Lucifer fell because of pride. When he turned into a snake and tempted Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden to eat the forbidden fruit, if it is true, as Augustine said, that man's fall was due to the persuasion of another person, then we must start from examining this

How did the persuader himself fall?

For example, not every passion - insofar as we suffer from it - is a sin. Therefore if someone says that if we suffer from fear, it is not a sin. This is a sentence given to oneself from a human point of view,

Although it may not seem sinless in God's eyes.

She raised her hand and touched his face lightly. Although there was no mark of a sheep thief on his forehead, he looked like a bad guy.

It was definitely a bad idea to introduce bad people into her home, but she did it anyway.

"Albus says I'm an extremely smart person, but I don't think I am."

"You are a fool." He followed her words.

She felt sad, but not sad. "What changed you?"

He looked at her confused.

"Satan became the serpent in the Garden of Eden. He committed the original sin of pride. What about you?" Pomona said.

He laughed evilly.

"Guess." He said slightly frivolously.

Pomona took his hand and left the crowded corridor and came to the office.

If not every passion is a sin, and if we suffer fear it is not a sin, then what she is about to do is not a sin either.

If the people in the subway didn't want to live, who would be panicking and looking for a way to survive?

There are beautiful things in life that are worth cherishing. Death is not a relief for everyone.

After the door closed, she didn't rush to flash the fluorescent light.

Darkness can sometimes block people's sight and make it easier to move freely. Otherwise, why would the children in the castle like to wander around at night so much?
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