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Sean walked to the cushion next to Dumbledore and sat down on it.

"You look very unhappy, Sean, well, you finally look like a child now?" Dumbledore laughed happily.

Sean curled his lips angrily: "As a person in the game, I am really upset that my trusted elders guard me like thieves, but it has nothing to do with age-normal people would think like me, professor. "

Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully: "What you said makes sense, you should be unhappy, and it really has nothing to do with age..."

Sean just wanted to roll his eyes when he heard that, you are doing good at this time—and in the eyes of Dumbledore, I am afraid that not only you, but even people at the age of Sirius are probably considered "children".

He didn't speak, just waiting for Dumbledore's next words.

The old man pulled the folds of his robe, and said in an ethereal tone that Sean seldom heard: "Sean, I have already heard about the conversations you had with the principals, and I must admit that your sensitivity surpasses It’s beyond my imagination, and you and Gellert have indeed learned a lot, at least in terms of pondering other people’s hearts, I have never seen a peer who is better than you.”

"However—" he changed the subject, "It's not good to use acting skills to get information from the elders. They are all people who have made contributions to Hogwarts and the entire wizarding world. Now we can't bully them. They are just portraits. ?”

Sean glanced at Dumbledore. Both of them had lake blue eyes. The difference was that Dumbledore's eyes were deeper, while Sean's were brighter.

"Professor, I don't deny that I used some acting skills, and I used some words that can inspire others—but what I said was the truth." Sean said softly.

"Oh—" Dumbledore didn't seem to expect Shaun to say that, and he looked surprised.

After a while, he sighed, sat on the cushion like a child, and touched the corners of his eyes: "I'm very touched, Sean."

Sean was silent for a moment, and said something that he himself felt very mean: "Now, it doesn't make much sense to be moved, Professor."

Even after saying it, Sean was surprised that such cold words were spoken by himself to Dumbledore.

However, Dumbledore didn't look unhappy, but his voice was a little lower: "From the current point of view, you are right, Sean—but I must declare that feelings are the greatest wealth of human beings. A wizard or a Muggle."

And Sean couldn't bear it anymore, he felt that he had lost his usual calmness: "Professor, you are going to die, right? You have hidden part of your prophecy from me?"

Dumbledore didn't admit it or deny it, he just talked about another topic: "Sean, please allow me to ask you a question - do you think that in the current world, not only wizards, but also Muggles, can be equal and friendly?" continue?"

"Professor, I know you are a benevolent and kind person, but I also admire your wisdom, so you should know the answer to this question." Sean answered in another way.

"No, I want to know your answer." Dumbledore was unexpectedly persistent.

Sean took a few uncomfortable breaths, looked around, and then stood up.

His ring was opened, and Dumbledore was not surprised when he saw the magical animals coming out, but Dumbledore looked a little surprised when he saw the things that the magical animals moved out.

It was a very exquisite classical piano.

Sean stroked the piano without paying much attention, and said to Dumbledore: "Professor, this piano is made in England, John Broadwood, and has a long history—the piano in front of you is worth hundreds of thousands of pounds—"

There was a flash of surprise in Dumbledore's eyes, and there was some thought in his eyes looking at Sean.

Sean chuckled lightly: "And this piano was placed in the living room of my house when I was born. I have been using this piano since I was three years old, when I could only hit the keys roughly. A piano—it’s a musical instrument and a luxury, and for the vast majority of people in this world, if they didn’t have such a piano at home when they were born, they probably won’t have it in this life.”

"Is this fair, Professor?" Sean looked at each other calmly.

Dumbledore fell silent.

Sean continued: "For me, this is just a relatively expensive instrument. If I accidentally break it, my parents will only ask me if I am injured, and then care about this...toy?"

"Although I became a wizard, my mother still hoped that I could keep practicing the piano. She thought it was a skill that could add value to me, so I moved the piano, and when I was free I'll practice and my animals love hearing me play, even though I'm not good enough for this very expensive piano."

"And then? To keep the living room from feeling so empty, my dad bought another collector's piano, which is more expensive, but no one even touches it when I'm not home."

Sean pressed on the black keys of the piano and made a trembling note.

"Professor, is this fair?"

Dumbledore let out a long breath, and he almost smiled wryly: "Sean, your words are sharper than I imagined. As an old oily man, I even feel the sting."

Xiao En just said indifferently: "Professor, you raised this question to me, but you are actually very clear-there may be fairness in this world, but there will never be equality."

"These animals, if replaced by another person, would they still be obedient? No, because the person they identified is Sean Wallop, and I, Sean Wallop, naturally have this kind of Talent—Professor, your feelings should be deeper than mine. As a well-known magical genius in the wizarding world, you will humbly deny this, but it is true—you are better than others from the moment you come into contact with magic. The speed at which you learn You are much faster than others, and your spell is much stronger than others, this is an indisputable fact."

"If there is another person, his name is John? His name is Tom? He has put in exactly the same effort as you, even harder than you, studying magic day and night—then why is there no wizard named John or Tom in the wizarding world now? What about being a wizard like you? Others have respect when they see Dumbledore that they don't when they see Tom or John, is that equal?"

Dumbledore smiled wryly and shook his head: "I regret asking you this question—but, do I really know a genius named Tom?"

"Well, I also know—" Sean shrugged, "Professor, I can probably understand a little bit of your entanglement, but it must be said that everyone is born different, and we don't need to ask everyone to be different. The same—I personally think that a relative degree of equality of opportunity can be achieved, that is, society should provide each member with the necessary opportunities and conditions to pursue their own interests, self-development and self-improvement. What we do is also the development direction that the world pursues.”

"Professor, your kindness will not be given equally to everyone - and I don't think this is something worth worrying about, you might as well think about how to encourage others to work harder to improve themselves, to give as much as possible Aren't you the headmaster of Hogwarts?" Sean said softly.

Dumbledore fell into deep thought, and after a while, he let out a long breath, and then smiled: "You are a genius, Sean."

Sean shrugged: "No, I'm more realistic than others, and as a person with vested interests, it's actually annoying for me to say such things, and it's just a casual discussion between us."

Dumbledore seemed to have figured something out. He touched the piano and said with great interest, "Sean, I suddenly became curious—oh, please forgive my sudden increase in questions..."

"Please don't mind, Professor."

He pressed the white key, and the piano issued a soft note: "Do you think there is absolute good and evil in this world?"

Sean didn't know why the other party raised this question. He shook his head: "I never say absolute, but good and evil must exist—because I stand on my stand, or in other words, my stand is the same as absolute. Most ordinary people are close, so the boundary between good and evil may not be obvious, but the boundary will definitely exist."

Dumbledore thought thoughtfully: "Your statement is very interesting."

Sean casually leaned on the piano and pressed the keys casually. Dumbledore was surprised to find that this familiar child seemed to be a different person. He was no longer so gentle, elegant, and humble. He has become the most arrogant genius boy, with pride and confidence in his eyes.

"Professor—" Sean's mouth curved slightly, "Although it is very immodest to say so, I still have to confess to you—in some respects, you are inferior to me."

"Oh - of course, such as feelings." Dumbledore said with a smile.

Sean didn't have any embarrassment or shyness, he just smiled faintly: "This is just one of them, but, professor, when you say this, you must have some thoughts in your heart, and you can maintain your humility And tolerant, but deep down in your heart, you can’t help but have a thought—as Albus Dumbledore, I am stronger than most people in this world, no matter what it is.”

Dumbledore did not speak, waiting for Sean's next words.

"This is human beings, this is human nature, professor, you don't see as clearly as I do about human nature—" Sean looked straight at the other party without any guilt, "You are too kind, and you believe too much in the good parts of human nature, It’s not that beautiful things are not worthy of our pursuit, but that while pursuing them, we should maintain a certain degree of…coldness.”

Xiao En held his head up: "Professor, you have always had a respect for beauty, which makes you unable to truly see through human nature, and even makes you dare not pursue the high [beauty]."

"And you've been clinging to another Albus Dumbledore condescension—oh, these hard questions, aren't I the only ones who can handle them? Shouldn't I be exposing young people to more Cruel—as Albus Dumbledore 'above all', you're boundless proud, more proud than Gellert Grindelwald."

Dumbledore just sighed, looking remorseful.

Sean changed the subject, "Professor, how about my interpretation of you from another angle?"

Dumbledore said bitterly: "This makes me unable to refute, and even makes me breathless, Sean."

Sean smiled easily. He sat down on the expensive piano, and the black and white keys made messy notes together.

"Professor, I have a question—who do you think is the proudest among the four founders of Hogwarts?"

Dumbledore shook his head, but replied according to his own understanding: "Salazar Slytherin and Royna Ravenclaw cannot be easily judged, but Slytherin may be more proud, It can be seen from his requirements for recruiting students."

Sean said, "No, I think it's Lady Helga Hufflepuff."

Dumbledore gave a thoughtful expression.

Sean continued: "Sounds a little strange? Hufflepuff, Hogwarts has the most people and is also the most heart-warming house - even the Sorting Hat can sing - you may belong to Hufflepuff, where people are honest and loyal , Hufflepuff students are stoic and honest, not afraid of hard work. It is said that every house is the same, but it is undeniable that many people still believe that Hufflepuff The students aren't that good, they're mediocrity, even with Cedric as a brilliant representative of the academy."

"Everyone says that Slytherin, Gryffindor, and Ravenclaw all have their own admission requirements, and only Hufflepuff kindly takes in the remaining students, but I think Hufflepuff Ms. Qi is not the most tolerant one, but the most proud one—she is so proud that she believes that her college can still educate the remaining students from other colleges to become excellent wizards."

Sean showed a smile: "Ms. Hufflepuff is so proud~lightnovelpub.net~ Dumbledore showed a dazed expression, he almost shook his head in admiration: "Sean, you are really ..."

"I accept your compliment, Professor—" Sean stroked his chest gracefully.

"It never occurred to me that I originally wanted to talk to you about, um, something about your thoughts, but I didn't expect that the person who received the education was actually me. This feeling—" Dumbledore showed a happy smile, " Wonderful, very wonderful, Sean."

Sean also laughed: "Let's look at various things from another angle, shall we?"

"Yeah, yeah—" Dumbledore sighed, and then he put on a serious expression, "Sean, it's time to talk about business."

"I've been waiting for this moment."

Dumbledore said in a deep voice: "There are some things that I really don't want to tell you. It's not good to think that you know, but there are some things that I really can't tell you. Especially, some things have an impact on you."

Sean frowned: "Criminal?"

"That's right."