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Professional talents in today's magical world are shockingly scarce. As a society leaning heavily towards introversion and social withdrawal, if even the most famous Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is struggling to find outstanding faculty, one can only imagine how terrible the research level of the entire magical world is.

Furthermore, Hermione had noticed long ago that most of the textbooks currently used in the school were published by wizards more than a hundred years ago, some subjects even earlier – which is logically completely incomprehensible.

This indicates that in the past hundred years, the entire magical world's research has almost completely stagnated… No, even stagnation would result in new revised editions; after all, people need to eat.

It's impossible that for centuries, the only best-selling publications are the "Lockhart, I'm So Awesome, Interview Notes" series, without any other teaching materials or academic works published – publishing in the magical world should theoretically be easier than in the non-magical world, considering "The Quibbler" can even stay afloat.

Combining all the illogical situations, if placed in a novel setting, it might be casually explained away with an author's world-building inconsistencies, adopting a "write whatever comes to mind" approach during writing, resulting in numerous plot holes.

However, if it occurs in a truly existing world, it becomes incredibly perplexing.

Unless…

A massive catastrophe once occurred, wiping out most wizards born before 1939 in one fell swoop, and simultaneously destroying most of the foundational cornerstones of magical civilization from the past millennium.

"Humans, there must be no more war, Hermione."

Dumbledore pushed up the half-moon spectacles on his crooked nose, his tone incredibly solemn.

"If another global war breaks out, regardless of whether the magical or non-magical world initiates it, once the flames of war spread, magic and human civilization might revert to a barbaric era."

"Decades ago, we wanted to prevent the outbreak of war, but we failed…"

"Even to the point that wizards became catalysts for the war's quagmire – large-scale Confundus Charms misled Muggles into believing that the opposing side possessed terrible weapons of mass destruction, and then they actually created them."

"Now, another historical turning point is before us."

Dumbledore turned his head, exchanging a glance with Grindelwald.

Immediately afterward, they both raised their wands, rotating them in the air. Two invisible light curtains slowly descended like the sky, intersecting and enveloping Hermione, Dumbledore, and Grindelwald.

Although not understanding the specific principles behind these two spells, Hermione could still clearly sense the fleeting yet powerful magic lingering around – even the smoke rising from the silverware a few meters away briefly showed a distorted, discordant illusion, as if space was sliced into strips like a momentary glitch.

Before Hermione could continue thinking and researching the surrounding changes, Dumbledore's aged voice continued to resonate.

"Hermione Kaslana, can you tell us, what is the future… truly like?!"

"Eh? It's that model I deduced earlier, if…"

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Hermione felt a slight tension in her heart, followed by an incredibly fluent response.

She and Dumbledore had discussed the projection of the Soviet Union's dissolution and subsequent plans several times.

However, this time, it seemed different from before.

"It's not the model you deduced. I'm referring to… the future you saw!"

Dumbledore gently interrupted Hermione, his clear blue eyes staring at the girl's face.

"The dissolution of the Soviet Union isn't something you deduced, is it? Or rather, it's just the result of reverse engineering."

?!

Hermione's pupils suddenly contracted, her mind instantly going blank – Lie Group E8 Model, defense initiated!

Although she had anticipated it earlier, she hadn't expected Dumbledore to suddenly bring up such a dangerous topic at this moment, filling Hermione's heart with a chill.

Even more critically, she had accidentally drunk black tea, right?!

That's right, she drank black tea!

"Rua! Rua! Rua!"

Without hesitation, Hermione sprang to her feet, activating the amulet Grindelwald had given her with one hand.

Location: Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office.

Target: Grindelwald Lv108, Dumbledore Lv110

Abilities: Unknown

Distance: Within 1 meter

The Veela's gaze darted quickly between Dumbledore and Grindelwald. Besides their wands, the two old wizards' wandless and wordless casting abilities shouldn't be underestimated.

The only fortunate thing was that within this range, she was confident in instantly knocking down at least one wizard.

Furthermore, besides Dumbledore, Grindelwald's alignment was currently ambiguous… On one side was the lover who abandoned him, and on the other was the newly recognized goddaughter – neither seemed like particularly solid relationships.

Most importantly, the Dark Lord was a species that was difficult to fathom with common sense.

"Don't be nervous, I won't use Legilimency on you… because it's useless."

Facing the fiercely reacting little white fluffball, Dumbledore smiled slightly, instead voluntarily placing his wand aside, opening his hands and calmly explaining, as if he had only asked about tonight's menu.

"Legilimency cannot read prophetic information; it can only see true memories – neither prophecy nor anything else can be seen by it. By the way, you still need to study Legilimency properly later."

Dumbledore shook his head, proactively shifting his gaze, moving his line of sight downwards from the girl's face.

Hmm, flat… in that case, staring for a bit longer shouldn't be a problem, right?

"Whether you saw fragments of the future due to talent, or heard some prophecies about the future from an unknown place… don't be too surprised; it's not a bad thing… although the talent to foresee the future is extremely rare, Gellert and I haven't been entirely unfamiliar with it over the years."

"That's right, don't be too nervous, lass."

Grindelwald nodded, slowly reaching out and patting Hermione's ruffled fluff, seemingly not worried at all about suddenly being smashed into the nearby wall by a cute little fist – it wasn't the first time anyway, and he was mentally prepared.

"We only hope to know in advance, what is the worst possible outcome?"

"After all, only in this way can we more clearly choose, in the upcoming actions, where the highest limit of the price we can bear lies – and whether we can truly entrust all command to your hands."

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