Chapter 758: Hogwarts Learning Panel Chapter 325

The young wizard smiled.

It was clearly a very deep, seasoned smile, yet it appeared cunning on that face.

"A rose rushing to become another rose is not a good thing."

Dumbledore observed him carefully, his smile exposed.

"Who knows, do you have a timer, have three minutes passed?"

The young wizard continued.

Dumbledore's rhythm of conversation was interrupted, his smile frozen on his face.

He looked at the house not far away, which was almost completely burned down.

"Ravenclaw's wisdom..."

Dumbledore sighed.

"Our student, you still have much to learn."

After the young wizard finished speaking in a low voice, he collapsed into Professor Qiluo's arms, tottering.

"Mr. Green!!"

Professor Qiluo roared at the top of his lungs, then stared fixedly at Dumbledore.

He no longer had the heart to think about the strange scene just now, only bulging his veins while directing the Fiendfyre to become hotter and hotter.

He clearly knew he couldn't burn away the curse; he couldn't stop Dumbledore for even a second.

But he had to collapse before Dumbledore got the Resurrection Stone.

"You have changed a lot, and it is good, Quirinus.

Facts have proven that a wizard who loses such intoxicating things as power will also live better."

Dumbledore waved his wand gently, and Professor Qiluo and Butler Pukey found they could not move.

They could only watch Dumbledore walk toward the house, toward them.

In the darkness, raging flames were always burning, thick black smoke swirled around the house, and evil fire beasts were devouring everything unscrupulously.

After losing Professor Qiluo's control, they would soon devour the Resurrection Stone along with the curse.

But just in such an urgent situation, Dumbledore's footsteps stopped.

He looked cunningly at the young wizard who was gripping his wand, and said softly:

"How come I didn't know that a wizard who has fainted can still grip his wand so tightly?"

Sean opened his eyes, his vertical pupils slowly expanding, turning into normal pupils.

"You have let go?"

Sean looked at the house still burning with flames and asked softly.

"I'm afraid the honorable Rowena doesn't just want to talk to me?"

Dumbledore changed the subject.

"Yes, Headmaster Dumbledore, I still have some magic power left."

Sean said bluntly.

He had always known he could ask Ravenclaw to fight for him, because he possessed most of Ravenclaw's memories.

But the problem was that doing so had extremely serious consequences—the wizard's soul would suffer completely unknown changes.

The principle is just like how Dark Magic affects a wizard's personality.

So Sean had never intended to use it.

Unless absolutely necessary.

"A decent practical class; I'm afraid I have to give your performance full marks."

Dumbledore smiled kindly.

"Thank you... but... in the end, does forgetting make everything beautiful?"

Sean asked, deliberating.

"I'm afraid not, child. There is a dead knot between love and forgetting; until it is rusted, it will not let us go."

Dumbledore blinked kindly.

"So..."

"So I left everything to you, child.

Remember? It is arrogant and foolish for the elderly to ignore the abilities of the young.

I still have time, child; I am not without choices.

So it is I who thank you, dear Sean.

Hope, that is a precious thing like honey."

Dumbledore's eyes flickered.

Sean thought they contained stars. ===== CHAPTER 759 =====