Chapter 1162: ?Frank

Allen raised his eyes to look at Dumbledore. The eyes of both sides did not shift. Allen's fingers clicked on the arm of the chair a few times, just when Dumbledore's expression became disappointed because he found that his guess was confirmed.

"Albus, let me show you something." Alan smiled at Dumbledore, and reached out to his pocket. "It took a thousand years to complete it and it was hard-won. It is a very special one for me and Rowena. Important collection."

Hearing Alan’s intimate address to Ravenclaw, Dumbledore didn’t move a trace of hair or beard except for a squinted eye. The face with a crooked nose fell quietly on the ground. He watched Ai calmly. Lun's actions.

Alan's pale and slender palm was spread out in front of Dumbledore, and a blood-red irregular stone appeared in his palm-Allen showed the Philosopher's Stone in front of Dumbledore so generously.

"In my original understanding, the Sorcerer's Stone is not such a wonderful thing... Ellen, you must know that it is not good for people, and how the increased life span is presented..." Dumbledore's calm posture was broken. But it didn’t break out immediately. He just seemed more puzzled. “In my original understanding, death is just another great adventure for a very clear-headed person... But Ms. Ravenclaw told us that she was making peace. Reaper fights...so what do you make of the Philosopher’s Stone?"

"I think we are honest enough now, so I don't need to avoid using a meditation basin that is not easy to fake, but will wet our heads? Just keep it simple and show you what you think is a great adventure... Allen asked half a sentence and saw that Dumbledore had no objection, so he waved his hand and called the skull-head water pipe from the cabinet.

Then he took a deep breath and exhaled the illusion he had seen after falling into the underworld, and showed Dumbledore what the Muggle invaders did to England in 1066.

"For the greater benefit, I did use some Muggles... But these people were originally in history... Well, although this history itself has my active participation, they are destined to die in history, so instead of Let them suffer this in the underworld..." Allen lowered his eyes and squeezed the magic stone in his palm. "I know what you want to say, Albus, I really don't have the power to judge these invaders and feel that they are alive or dead. But I don’t have a perfect solution to everything...I can’t make everyone like me, I can only wait for them to hate me and get tired of hating me or getting tired of life..."

"If that's the case... Compared to the true face of Death, it is indeed more beneficial to the wizarding society to keep it mysterious and legendary, so that panic can be avoided for now... Muggles..." Dumbledore muttered, and then seemed to be considering his lines. For a while, I couldn’t decide what attitude I should use to face this kind of thing. "I heard the hints and warnings you revealed, and I understand that your relationship with Ms. Ravenclaw seems to be closer than I thought... But even Excluding Ms. Ravenclaw, I am not your opponent, but Ellen, are you sure that what she told you must be all the truth? You know when she was revealed that day... it also looked very dangerous..."

"We are indeed fighting against Death." Allen didn't say much but emphasized, "As you said, it is not his ability, but his choice that determines a person's fate."

"So I am not in a hurry to make a choice this time, especially when I don’t know and cannot confirm... Although it is not easy for an elderly person like me to change his mind, at least this time I will try my best Unlike before, I habitually use my inherent ideas to judge things...I will try my best to investigate and reconcile these things so that we can make conclusions later." Dumbledore asked calmly, but his eyes seemed strangely still. Some pleading, "As for the last question... what do you think of the International Wizarding Federation's secrecy law?"

"Albus, my attitude towards secrecy is not important, and it can even be said that the attitude of wizards is not important..." Allen's voice became much softer, hesitating for a moment, he pulled out a stack of materials and triangles from the drawer The CD was placed in front of Dumbledore, "If you have a wizard TV installed in your home, you can go back and watch it. Now Muggles’ technology is similar to their magic, but their progress over the past century has been much faster than ours... Recently Muggles The computer network we invented is like a huge spider web all over the world, connecting Muggles all over the world... It allows people all over the world to communicate and share information at any time, and to check what happened everywhere without leaving home. Information...I have conducted surveys and divinations. In a few years, no matter where news videos and audios occur, they will be uploaded to the Internet and be known to Muggles all over the world... and within a short time we can There is no way to get so many thunderbirds and curly-winged demons..." (Author's note: the actual wizarding world does not know why, and there is no risk of exposure 19 years after the end of the seventies.)

"Wealth and life are two things...for you who own the Philosopher's Stone...so those things you have done recently are definitely not for money, things that are of little benefit to us..." Dumbledore's bright pair With blue eyes through the crescent glasses, Alan looked very seriously: "And now the magic world is making a lot of noise...you actively seek cooperation with Muggles..." He paused, "In other words, if This model can be smoothly advanced... Seeing the benefits generated from it, this is something that can be easily imitated without the energy nuclear and floating city. You want other countries to participate in this kind of cooperation with more Muggles. Mode?"

"The concept of your'good friend' and I are similar, but the essence is different... Albus, I also have two'good friends', and they are both Muggles... Their family is currently on Floating City Life." Allen slowly leaned back in his chair, "I already have a floating city. As far as the current scale is concerned, it can hold all the wizards in the British wizarding world, and I can continue to expand it." Allen "It can not only float in the sky, it can also let us live normally on the seabed after opening the shield. After being casted by the unmarkable and Muggle expulsion curse, I am not worried that the Muggles will find It exists, but I can’t completely shut down wizards all over the world in this way, and passing further laws to let Muggles and mixed-blood wizards tear their significant other is also very inhumane in my opinion... "

"Thank you very much for your frankness, but you know that no matter which of your news is, it will be enough for anyone to digest for a while." Dumbledore took his glass of Coke and drank the news together, and then, He stood up and took out a veil and wiped the corners of his mouth, "In addition to death, it seems that I have to live in the Muggle world for a while..."

Today, Dumbledore’s relatively open-minded and neutral attitude also made Alan look a little happy. He saw that Dumbledore was planning to leave and quickly stopped him, "Please wait, Albus..."

"Alan?" Dumbledore had just turned halfway and paused somewhat unexpectedly.

"I have received information from my informants. Recently, Tom will go to Newmontgard to look for the old wand... He seems to have learned about the Deathly Hallows from somewhere, but he only found out that this wand once appeared with you. In the hands of an old friend..." Allen said as he took out the wand he was making just now from his pocket, "I have a gift for your old friend, the body of the elderberry rod, and the tail feathers of the night skeletal rod... I originally planned to send it anonymously to explain the situation, but I think you would be willing to wait a few minutes for me to finish it and take it over?" Without waiting for Dumbledore's response, Alan shouted at the mark on his arm. Said, "Call Helena for me, and let her bring the wand I'm making on the table to the principal's office."

Dumbledore's blue eyes stared at the magic wand in Alan's hand through crescent glasses. His slender fingers and ten fingertips were facing each other angrily. After tapping a few times, he finally sighed helplessly: "It's because That legend-the person who owns the three Deathly Hallows is the master of the **** of death? I am still quite happy. For this old magic wand, in order not to hurt my life, you chose to go around such a big circle. This shows your Acting and doing things can still keep the bottom line." Dumbledore smiled bitterly, "It's just your bad taste that makes Harry and I can't eat almond cookies anymore..."

"If the problems of the gods of death are resolved and they are not damaged, I will try my best to return what belongs to you and Harry. After all, this is more memorable than it works. Is it?" Thinking of the old man’s embarrassed appearance in front of the cave, Alan bit his tongue and didn’t make himself laugh, but he felt the anger of the old man in front of him that was not suitable for his age, he took a deep breath and said with a straight face. "If I can make you happy about this... Albus, Rowena and I were not only out of curiosity... Except that Voldemort had all the poison in the basin, I also tried the laxatives you took. Up..."

The memory of that night suddenly appeared in Dumbledore’s mind under Alan’s reminder-Alan looked bad at the time, and the little girl in Ravenclaw looked like she had eaten the wrong thing. The appearance of coming to ask for medicine... He suddenly raised his eyes to look at Ellen. What Ellen said just now that he and Rowena took it together? ! ! !

But before the question was heard, Helena and her elated voices suddenly came out of the mirror on the wall because they were helping her father again, "Dad! I brought over what you wanted."

Then, under the mischievous smile of the principal of Hogwarts, the former principal of Hogwarts and the former ghost of Ravenclaw College found each other, and Helena, who had always had no expression, could not help but open her lips slightly in surprise— -Helena didn't think much about it. She thought that since her father asked herself to bring things here in a ghostly state, there would naturally be no outsiders in the principal's office.

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