Dumbledore's words somewhat exceeded Lynn's expectations. A true Gryffindor? How could that be possible?
He then heard Dumbledore continue, "Irina was unable to draw the Sword of Gryffindor at first. Perhaps it was because when she tried to take the sword, her only goal was to slay the basilisk. But Lynn, you're trying to draw the sword. When you use the sword, your goal can't just be to kill the basilisk, but also to protect, right?"
Hearing this, Lynn fell silent.
As Dumbledore said, when Lynn was a Slytherin, he had tried to pull the Sword of Gryffindor because he wanted to use its power to protect someone and prevent them from suffering further under the Cruciatus Curse.
"At that moment, your goal was no longer just utility, but protection, wasn't it? Gryffindor has courage deeply embedded in their hearts. It's their bravery, their courage, and their daring that make Gryffindor exceptional."
"In that moment, you had the courage to risk your life to protect others, and you also had the courage to risk your life to survive. At that moment, one could say that you were a true Gryffindor!"
Dumbledore said cheerfully, his eyes looking at Lynn with admiration for the younger generation.
Lynn nodded, lost in his thoughts.
He remembered the scene when he had just arrived at Hogwarts and participated in the Sorting Ceremony.
At that moment, the Sorting Hat had told him that he possessed the characteristics of all four main houses. He had courage, loyalty, wisdom, and ambition that others couldn't match.
Though he had eventually been sorted into Slytherin, no one could say he wasn't also a bit of Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw.
Because the qualities possessed by students from those three houses could also be seen in Lynn.
Perhaps Irina, who had also waited for two and a half minutes for the Sorting Hat to choose during the ceremony last year, had the same reason as him.
Irina might not be a pure Gryffindor, but at least Lynn could see some Slytherin traits in her.
"By the way, Lynn," Dumbledore's tone became more cheerful, "the basilisk's body is still in the Slytherin secret chamber, and it is your trophy!"
Upon hearing this, Lynn's eyes lit up. After two weeks, he had nearly forgotten about the basilisk's body.
You see, even the basilisk's shedding skin has extremely high alchemical value, not to mention the basilisk itself! If he could obtain the basilisk's corpse as alchemical material, Lynn was confident he could replicate the basilisk's death magic and petrification curse!
Lynn had thought that Dumbledore had already taken care of the basilisk, but he hadn't expected that the headmaster had actually left it to him.
After all, the basilisk technically belonged to Hogwarts.
"Thank you, Professor!" Lynn said gratefully.
"If there's nothing else, I think you can go enjoy your dinner!" Dumbledore said, glancing at the darkening sky outside the window and winking at Lynn.
However, Lynn didn't rise to leave as he had originally planned. Instead, he looked at Dumbledore seriously.
Lynn spoke in a deep voice: "I want to learn the Fiendfyre Curse, Professor."
Yes, learning the Fiendfyre Curse was the true purpose of Lynn's visit.
He had been chatting for so long only for this moment.
Hearing this, Dumbledore's expression grew serious, but he didn't immediately dismiss Lynn's request. Instead, he asked quietly, "Can you tell me why, Lynn?"
Lynn answered calmly: "Fiendfyre can destroy Horcruxes, Professor. If I had mastered the Fiendfyre Curse that night, I could have destroyed the diary directly. That way, perhaps she wouldn't have suffered unnecessary harm."
"And Professor, as you know, I have a special affinity with the element of fire. I can control all flames freely, including anything in flame form. I'm confident that the Fiendfyre I unleash won't go out of control."
Lynn's eyes became sincere, and he spoke softly.
Dumbledore observed Lynn silently. After Lynn finished speaking, he said seriously, "But, Lynn, you must know that the Fiendfyre Curse is an extremely dark and dangerous magic. Not only does it have the power to affect a wizard's mind, but it can also turn against the person who casts it. Many skilled wizards have lost their lives to Fiendfyre."
"If you learn the Fiendfyre Curse and abuse this dark magic, your mind will gradually darken, and everything you value could be destroyed by your own hands because you've touched taboos you shouldn't touch."
Dumbledore's tone grew deeper, as if he were thinking of something sinister.
"But Professor, I can control it, just like I can control these magical flames!" Lynn argued. He raised his hand, and a magical flame danced on his fingers like a spirit of fire. It even playfully waved the porcelain cup in front of Lynn.
Dumbledore said calmly, "But it's dark magic, Lynn. I will not teach dark magic to my students, no matter how powerful or controllable it seems! Lynn, there are other ways to destroy Horcruxes. The basilisk's fangs can destroy Horcruxes, can't they?"
Lynn smiled, and his tone became a bit somber: "After all, the basilisk's fangs are just tools, not our own power. Maybe the Fiendfyre Curse is a double-edged sword, but it can allow us to protect what we hold dear. Professor, we shouldn't be left without the sword that could protect us."
Dumbledore spoke gently, "You also said it's a double-edged sword, didn't you? It can stab you and leave you wounded. We don't need a sword that could harm us, even if it sometimes allows you to defeat powerful enemies."
Lynn stood up. He looked at Dumbledore sitting across from him, and his tone became more intense: "But Professor, you must understand that there is a completely different thing between not having a sword in hand and having a sword in hand but not using it. We can't wait until tragedy strikes to regret it!"
After hearing Lynn's words, Dumbledore's eyes seemed to darken.
After a moment, Dumbledore also stood up. He spoke in an unwavering tone: "But this is Hogwarts, Lynn. As a professor, I will not teach dark magic to my students! If your purpose is to learn the Fiendfyre Curse, then I'm sorry, but I must refuse. Please go now, it's time for you to enjoy your dinner!"
Upon hearing this, Lynn's dark red eyes glowed with disappointment.
"If that's your decision, then... fine!"
Lynn nodded slightly, turned, and left the headmaster's office.
Behind the headmaster's desk, watching the door of the office close, Dumbledore showed a self-critical smile.
Tragedy...?
But his tragedy... was precisely because of that hasty, thoughtless choice...
------------
My patreon Is officialy up
You can get advance chapters
Patreon(.)com/izan24
•If you join as a FREE MEMBER you'll get +3 ADVANCE CHAPTERS
•TIER 1 you'll get +15 ADVANCE CHAPTERS
•TIER 2 you'll get +40 ADVANCE CHAPTERS
•TIER 3 you'll get ALL ADVANCE CHAPTERS
THE PAID TIER DOES'NT INCLUDE THE FREE CHAPTERS FOR EACH TIER