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Chapter 1242 Cornerstones and Changes
Needless to say, Xenophilius’ solution complicates matters.
But on the other hand, Xenophilius did succeed in temporarily rescuing Elena and the others from their parents’ questioning.
With the semi-showdown of the “hidden organization”, the focus of Mr. Granger and Mrs. Albow instantly shifted from the holiday home to the story described by Lovegood.
“They’re just children, Mr. Lovegood, and you—”
Mrs. Aibo frowned heavily and looked at the middle-aged wizard with a messy hair.
If it weren’t for the fact that she was at Hogwarts now, and Hannah didn’t seem to be in any danger, she would even have taken out her wand and tortured her.
You know, as the proprietress of the contemporary Leaky Cauldron, Mrs. Aibo has heard too many “secret organizations” over the years – most of them are swindling cults.
The face of Mr. Granger standing next to her was so gloomy that it was about to drip out of water, but Benitez, who was the first to ask Elena’s question just now, suddenly became strange.
Sure enough, just as he guessed, Mr. Lovegood and the girl Elena knew each other in advance.
Combining the information of the “cheap father” and “Cromwell’s ghost”, Benitez quickly sorted out a general logic line in his mind.
Mr. Lovegood is likely to be another Great Arcana, and if the two did not lie, Elena, the founder, could never be a “junior investigator”.
Reasoning along this line of thinking, most of what Mr. Lovegood said was temporarily made up to divert attention. Instead of spending energy to listen, it would be better to ask Elena alone later.
“Junior investigators won’t encounter too many dangers. Most of their work is surveying and filming… Can you understand them as special reporters?”
Xenophilius Lovegood explained calmly, without appearing to be flustered and improvised.
Different from the original world line, the current Xenophilius is the editor-in-chief of the United Publishing House of The Quibbler. These reasons can be said to come.
“Have you noticed the new publications that received a good response last year, many of which were filmed by them. The more innocent children are, the easier it is to capture the subtle beauty.”
“Hogwarts is the cornerstone of the magical world. Everything that happens here is likely to evolve into a giant wave that devours the world and civilization at some point in the future.”
“I admit that their age is a little too young, but my Luna also…”
Xenophilius paused for half a second, glanced at the little moon huddled behind the dangerous witch, and continued to whisper in a complicated tone.
“…My Luna also joined the ‘secret organization’, so I think it’s better to do my best to make her grow up better and faster than just accusing and evading…”
“Besides, isn’t it a very exciting thing to have reliable historical data preserved at the moment when Hogwarts cleared the campus crisis?”
Xenophilius explained as he recalled the Foundation creed he had seen in Lockhart’s work notebook.
“All the imprints of civilization, important history, records, witnesses, participation… these are civilizations.”
“There may be some small dangers, but life in this world is never completely safe – no matter where you hide or what you are doing, when disaster strikes you, there is no escape.”
The peaceful life of the Lovegoods has completely disappeared since his owl letter to Hogwarts was intercepted the year before.
If he could choose again, Xenophilius would rather strangle the little owl with his own hands than let it lead the devil to his beloved little moon.
At the beginning, he had fantasized about retiring early, but as the rank of “Reserve Grand Arcana – Priestess” was determined, there was only one way left in front of him:
Help Elena and those old monsters to reach that “ideal realm” as soon as possible, if it is not completed in their generation, it will definitely fall on Luna and the others.
What alarmed Xenophilius Lovegood even more was that, over time, he gradually began to look forward to the absurd, dreamy future that Elena had depicted.
This change is not only in him.
Albus Dumbledore, Newt Scamander, Gilderoy Lockhart…
As a bystander, Xenophilius was well aware of the changes that had occurred in the other Great Arcana.
“The basilisk siege at Hogwarts Castle is a historical dividing point, and it may take many years for people to realize it, but we have to prepare for it in advance.”
Xenophilius looked at the other parents of the “Minor Arcana” beside him, took a long breath, and said meaningfully.
“We are not the protagonists of the era, the new era belongs to them… Therefore, I think the more ‘opportunities’, the better–”
However, Mr. Granger and Mrs. Albow obviously did not understand the complicated emotions under Mr. Lovegood’s words.
This explanation did not ease their anxiety, but made them even more angry.
“What are you talking about, that’s a basilisk! A basilisk!”
Mrs. Aibo looked unreasonable, and looked at Xenophilius with increasingly unkind eyes.
Gu Yu “Uh, the situation is not as dangerous as you think, the basilisks can’t even see their shadows—”
Xenophilius shrugged and explained, while looking at Elena who was quiet not far away, trying to recall the plan he had read before.
“The Basilisk is in a secret room several kilometers under the castle, and Luna and the others have been staying…”
As the official Grand Arcana and father of the “Reserve Priestess”, he is naturally very aware of the battles that take place at Hogwarts on Christmas Day.
In fact, before the official implementation of the relevant plan, Xenophilius carefully read the plan many times,
The steel behemoth entrusted by Elena and others is not only the command center, but also the final weapon.
Without considering the damage to the surrounding environment, the Hyperion’s firepower can easily kill dozens of basilisks, even ten times or more than a hundred times the number.
After all, no matter what, the basilisk is a killing weapon cultivated by a dark wizard thousands of years ago, and it will inevitably be limited by the poor cognition of the ancients.
Compared to the Hyperion, which was developed after several wars, combining various technologies from the non-magical and magical civilizations, the Basilisk is as harmless as a goblin in the mud.
However, these things obviously have no way to explain to the other parents that Xenophilius does not want to have the day when he executes the “Forgetting Curse”.
——Whether he is the enforcer, or the party who was executed the amnestics.
“Leaving the Hyperion, the Foundation’s S-class secret…it’s dangerous—”
A weak mosquito sound suddenly sounded in Mr. Lovegood’s ear, making him freeze there like a stone statue.
The Dark Lords and White Demons have superb magical skills and can send their voices to someone with precision. Xenophilius has heard this from other people more than once~www.readmtl.com~ Maybe at other times, He would wonder if he had some auditory hallucinations, but now…
“Rest assured, I’m just a reminder. Lest you cross the relevant red line—”
Elena’s voice resounded in Xenophilius’ ears again, mixed with a somewhat playful tone.
“Your explanation just now was excellent, just continue – you wouldn’t want me to introduce the follow-up, would you?”
Red, red line? !
Xenophilius’ cold sweat instantly seeped out from behind.
As the temporary black-clothed leader who succeeded Lockhart, he knew very well what this thing represented.
The middle-aged wizard opened his mouth, as if he had been cast a silent spell, and hardly a meaningful word continued to float out of his mouth.
“Uh…uh…”
“Actually……”
Mr. Granger frowned and repeated softly, looking in confusion at the middle-aged wizard who suddenly got stuck.
“actually–”
Xenophilius smiled awkwardly and blinked at Elena.
Just when Xenophilius was thinking about how to make it up, there was a sudden noise not far away.
Everyone turned their heads subconsciously, and saw a light gray tabby cat suddenly jumped out of the crowd flexibly.
Tabby cat?
This is……
Before a few of them could react, the tabby cat landed on the podium in the center of the classroom, leaping over the densely packed parents.
Immediately after, it leaped forward gently.
The figure of Professor McGonagall appeared in the original location of the tabby cat.
“Now, can you all be quiet first—”
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Goo acridine!
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