Except for Tiera, who got two fried-tailed snails as pets, everyone who took the Fantastic Animals Conservation class looked disheveled.

Obviously, everyone was not very satisfied with Hagrid's first class.

But Hagrid doesn't care anymore. It seems that there are some quite happy things that make Hagrid stop paying attention to the evaluation of the little wizards on the course he taught--

Tiera guessed that it might be because of the successful breeding of the blow-tailed snails.

Of course, it is not ruled out that Hagrid knew in advance that the first game of the Triwizard Tournament was a duel with a fire dragon, so that he could get close contact with the fire dragon and observe the fire dragon that he dreamed of for a period of time.

After the first day of class was over, Tiera talked to Hermione—

About the liberation of house-elves.

Although Hermione is a smart and talented little witch, she still seems too immature in some things-

"Then, Hermione, let me ask you," Tiera said. "Why did you free the house-elves?"

"I just think they are so pitiful..." Hermione said, "You think, Tiera, you think, the house-elves work non-stop all year round, not only can they not rest, but they are also wantonly beaten and scolded. "

"That's pathetic, isn't it?" said Hermione, "that...Tiella, I...I've been thinking...I'm thinking of starting a house elf advocacy break...could you... "

"No." Tiera refused decisively.

"Why?" Hermione almost growled. "Don't you feel sorry for the house-elves?"

"Didn't you rescue a house-elf when you were in second grade?" Hermione continued.

"Not out of sympathy," Tiera said. "It should be out of a sense of crisis."

"Crisis?" Hermione asked in confusion, "Why?"

"Since you want to liberate house-elves, I believe you must have some understanding of house-elves, right?" Tiera asked.

"Oh... yes, yes..." Hermione said, "House-elves are creatures created by wizards and have to serve wizards for generations, and that's what they live for—"

"Pfft--" Before Hermione could finish speaking, Tiera suddenly laughed, it was an extremely mocking, extremely mocking smile.

"What's wrong? Am I wrong?" Hermione asked.

"You don't really believe that wizards hundreds of years ago created house-elves?" Tiera asked.

"But the books..." Hermione argued.

"Forget the knowledge in the books, Hermione!" Tiera said, "especially the knowledge in the history books."

"Are you saying that the knowledge in the book is wrong?" Hermione said in disbelief.

"Why not?" Tiera said, "Books are made by people, and people will write anything that is biased for all sorts of subjective factors, and that bias will follow the biases of generations of editors. gradually intensified.”

"You know? Hermione, you are an extremely smart witch, I have never seen a witch as smart as you." Tiera said.

"Thank you... thank you," Hermione said blushing.

"But you know what?" Tiera said. "Your only weakness is that you are too superstitious about book knowledge."

"Use your common sense, Hermione," Tiera said. "They're intelligent creatures like us, thinking, feeling, and even..."

"soul!"

Tiera spat out the word.

"This is far beyond the ability of any wizard, and no wizard can create a completely independent soul."

"Those wizards have tampered with history," Tiera said. "You know what? Hermione, in the past, before Hogwarts was founded, Muggle-born wizards were considered to have unparalleled talents, so Slytherin The pure blood theory at the time seemed incredible..."

"But you tell me, Hermione, why?" Tiera asked again. "Why are you now promoting pure blood?"

"This..." Hermione thought for a while, but couldn't give an answer.

"It's definitely not because it's right anyway," Tiera said. "Think about Hermione, think about it, think about you, think about me, think about the whole of Hogwarts, those so-called pure-blood wizards, Who is better than us—"

"Cough, think about those pure-blooded wizards, except Dumbledore, who is more talented than us, who is better than us." Tiera changed his mind and said, "But there is only one Dumbledore in hundreds of years, but this alone The two of us have been around for more than ten years."

"That's..." Although Hermione's tone was hesitant, she puffed out her chest and raised her head--

This is how she began to be proud--

Begin to show pride and approval.

"And as far as I know, Harry's mother, Lily Evans, is also as powerful as you and me, a generally gifted wizard, she can even use a kind of magic that even Voldemort doesn't know, and even Voldemort can't resist. The spell protected Harry and even killed Voldemort."

"Doesn't that explain the problem, Hermione?" Tiera said, "You think about it with your smart and wise little brain, the wheel of history should be rolling forward, it doesn't make sense in a few hundred, one In the perception of wizards thousands of years ago, Muggle-born wizards have unique talents, but now, not discriminating against Muggle-born wizards has become politically correct, which makes no sense, right?"

"Someone is deliberately covering up history!" Hermione said, "Someone is tampering with history!"

"Yes, Hermione, yes." Tiera nodded with satisfaction, "And you know? Even the pure-blood theory introduced by one of the four founders, Salazar Slytherin, is not to discriminate against hemp. To grow wizards, but to ensure the safety of the wizarding world."

"How?" Hermione asked.

"I don't deny that Salazar Slytherin was a great wizard," Tiera said, "but he was just a great wizard from a thousand years ago, he didn't have that vision, and he proposed pure blood. The theory is entirely to prevent those Muggle wizards who have been religiously brainwashed from entering the school and betray the wizarding society, thereby causing irreversible consequences, and he is still a wizard who is responsible to his students and has a sense of justice."

"Then Hermione, can you tell me, in those circumstances, when the confrontation between Muggles and wizards was at its most intense, the war was in full swing, and it was not even dying, if it was you, if you stood in Salazar From a Slytherin standpoint, would you risk taking Muggle students who are probably brainwashed and full of fanatical religious beliefs?"

"I..." Hermione answered decisively after thinking for a while, "I won't!"

Hermione's voice was extremely firm, as if she saw through the fog and saw the truth of history——

"So those so-called pure-blood theories are just a set of temporary theories put forward during the war!" Hermione concluded, "This theory is aimed at the ideological influence of the original family of Muggle-born wizards, not blood and blood. Physically!"

"Someone distorted this theory!" said Hermione viciously, "but why?"

"In order to seize power." Tiera said, "Look, those so-called pure blood families have accumulated a lot of wealth through wars, this is..."

Tiera raised her eyebrows and motioned for Hermione to continue.

"This is the prototype of capital!" Hermione suddenly reacted, "Capitalism has come to this world, and every pore is full of dirty blood and sweat! Those pure-blooded families rely on wars to make money from wars. !"

"Yes, and then these pure-blood families marry each other to consolidate their positions and form chaebols."

"In order to stabilize their rule, these chaebols attack dissidents and divide the masses at the bottom."

"That's why they reject Muggle-born people so much." Tiera said, "According to their wealth and connections, they can build an extremely stable pyramid-shaped society, with a small number of pure-blood families, or The chaebols, marrying each other, form the top of the pyramid, which is extremely stable, other ordinary wizard families and Muggle wizards form the middle part of the pyramid, and house-elves and other magical animals form the bottom of the pyramid. They are such layers of blood-sucking, We **** the blood of pixies and other magical beasts, and then the chaebols **** our blood, so we can call it—"

"Exploitation!" said Hermione.

"Yes, very good," Tiera said. "Looks like you didn't read last year's Christmas present in vain."

"It would have been a fairly stable structure," Tiera said, "but obviously Muggle-born wizards are more gifted, have more potential than other pure-blood wizards, and are more likely to challenge their notification status, to put it bluntly, wizarding society. It's not a Muggle society after all, and there is a huge gap between individuals in a wizarding society, so—"

"That's why they discriminate against us!" Hermione said angrily. "They discriminate against us to suppress us, so that there will be no Dumbledore among us!"

"Yes, they have developed a wartime ad hoc theory of Slytherin into a set of what they call 'truths', and they oppress us, discriminate against us, and exploit resources we deserve!"

"Today they just discriminate against us, they just say that we Muggle-born are inferior blood, what about tomorrow?" Tiera asked, "Tomorrow, in order to further consolidate their rule, will they knock us down to be with the house-elves. the same position?"

"This...this...this..." Hermione trembled--

She wanted to find a reason to refute, but found that everything Tiera said was possible.

Tiera may lie, but history doesn't—

The history of the wizarding world has proven this trend.

"I know you like me, Hermione." Tiera said suddenly, "I'm not stupid, I can see that."

"I..." Hermione's face flushed instantly.

"But I can't accept it," Tiera said. "We can't be together."

"Why... why?" Hermione asked.

"Seriously, Hermione, you're perfect, smart, beautiful, powerful, and it's the greatest honor in my life to be liked by you, and I'd love to fall in love with you," Tiera said, "but I A responsible person."

"But I like a person, and I want to be with this person hand in hand and grow old together, so I have to think about a lot, our future life, our future ... children." Tiera said, "In today's deformed wizard, Society, the union of two Muggle-born is the worst choice, our children will always be treated as second-class residents, no matter in Hogwarts, or in the wizarding society in the future, two Muggle-born children will always be located in The lowest end of the discrimination chain, think about it, Hermione, think about it, how many times have you and I been scolded as a mudblood? Do you still want our children to suffer from this kind of discrimination?"

"We survived by our own abilities, our own strong character, and the help of others, and we didn't grow into an autistic, sensitive, vulnerable wizard, but what about our children? You can guarantee that they will also get and Are we as helpful?"

"We can't guarantee it." Tiera said, "As long as this deformed society exists, the combination between us is the worst choice. The best way is that I find a pure-blood witch, and you find a pure-blood wizard. , so that we, and our children, will have the same resources as other wizards in the future."

"It's ridiculous, isn't it?" Tiera said with a self-deprecating smile, "We are all so talented, we are all so smart, we all work so hard, but in the end, we have to rely on nepotism to win. to the same resources as other wizards."

"We deserved better!" said Hermione.

"yes."

—Hermione took the bait.

Tiera thought happily.

"So I think this wizarding world needs a reform," Tiera said. "Just saving house-elves is too narrow, don't you think?"

"And if we don't overthrow this whole monstrous wizard pyramid, it's never possible to truly liberate the house-elves," Tiera said.

"Yes!" Hermione said excitedly, as if she had found the backbone at once.

"So you want to reform?" Hermione asked. "Wait, no, it's not you, so Mr. Lockhart wants to reform? Mr. Lockhart would like to free the house-elves too?"

"Yes." Tiera said with an inscrutable smile, "Gidero Lockhart has the world in his heart. He believes that all intelligent life should live under the same sky."

"Mr. Lockhart is great," said Hermione.

"First of all, we have to identify who is our enemy and who is our friend," Tiera said. "We have to identify the main contradiction."

"There are three main types of contradictions facing the wizarding world right now -" Tiera concluded, "The contradiction between the uneven distribution of resources between pure-blooded chaebols and other wizards, the conflict between the entire wizarding community and magical animals, including house-elves, The contradiction between the entire wizarding community, including wizarding society and Fantastic Beasts, and the contradiction between Muggle society."

...

At the same time, in the principal's office, Dumbledore was sitting on an office chair, with a head-sized crystal ball and a palm-sized music box on the desk in front of him—

Inside the crystal ball was a face that was dry and old like a zombie, it was Nick Lemay, and at the same time, Tiera’s voice came from the music box—

"The contradiction of uneven distribution of resources between pure-blooded chaebols and other wizards..."

"The conflict between the entire wizarding community and the magical beasts, including the house-elves..."

"The contradiction between the entire wizarding world, including wizarding society and magical beasts, and Muggle society..."

Then Dumbledore continued to listen to Tiera's voice in the music box with a gloomy expression on his face—

"...We want to build a united front of wizards and magical creatures..."

"...power comes from the rod of the wand..."

"...build an organization with strict discipline ~lightnovelpub.net~ what people want..."

"...Unite all the forces that can be united, mobilize all the forces that can be mobilized..."

"...Now, Hermione, I formally invite you...to join the Tarot Club..."

"Bam—"

Dumbledore patted the desk with his beard blowing and staring--

"This little fox!" Dumbledore said angrily, slamming the table so loudly that even Fox, who had been standing on the bird stand, was startled, "He's been lying to me!"

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