"So, does this mean you've become the empress of the magical world?"

"Not quite crowned for the entire magical world yet, it's currently limited to the Gringotts goblins."

"Gringotts?"

"Yes, the only central bank in the magical world - run by goblins... I'm now the rightful empress of the goblins."

Aileen explained softly, following the living reserve's navigation up the stairs, "This is confidential for now, just so you know."

"Ah, an empress of goblins - sounds pretty impressive."

Benitez raised his eyebrows a few times, looking at the little witch bouncing ahead, shaking his head with a loving smile.

"Clearly, those goblins also saw the potential in our Aileen. It seems you'll have a lot to deal with in the future - just like Queen Elizabeth."

"Potential? Not really. If it weren't for me, they would have gone bankrupt and liquidated during the Eastern European upheavals..."

Aileen's little antenna hair swayed triumphantly as she deftly hopped onto a newly stabilized moving staircase.

"This way, don't miss the time! Actually, there aren't many things I need to handle personally because I've enabled many capable goblins. I only need to spend half an hour a week looking at it at most."

"Oh, that's not bad, at least it won't affect your studies -"

Benitez replied with a smile, quickening his pace to follow Aileen up the moving magical staircase.

Hogwarts Castle was the most fantastic building he had ever seen in his life, everything here seemed to be constantly changing and moving.

"...So, what exactly is that Professor Apocalyps mentioned, uh - the Grand Arcana Council?"

"A loose wizarding organization initiated by me. The main concepts are to promote social progress, maintain the continuation of civilization, and explore the truth of the world -"

"In addition, the Grand Arcana Council is top secret. If relevant information is inadvertently leaked, it is very likely to trigger the Third Magical World War... The last magical war was accompanied by the Second World War. You must understand that each 'Grand Arcana' has the ability to trigger or prevent a disaster involving at least millions of people."

Aileen glanced at Benitez, who obviously didn't take it seriously, raised a finger, and added softly with utmost seriousness.

"Professor Apocalyps's real name is Gellert Grindelwald. Perhaps you don't know who he is, but you should recognize that ghost - Cromwell."

"Cromwell?! Oliver Cromwell?"

Benitez paused for half a second, looking at Aileen in surprise, trying to recall the appearance of that ghost knight.

"Oh, not that Lord Protector - Mr. 'The World's' name during his lifetime was Thomas Cromwell."

Aileen shook her head with a smile, looking at the priest father who was stunned in place, and continued casually.

"The Earl of Essex who presided over the 'Act of Appeals,' dissolved the monasteries of the Roman Catholic Church in England, and promoted the birth of Protestantism in England, didn't I tell you this story when I was little?"

"Wait, wait a minute - are you saying that the ghost who just talked to me was... Old Cromwell?!"

Benitez opened his mouth, subconsciously wiping his forehead, where there was no sweat.

As a conscientious priest, Benitez naturally knew about Thomas Cromwell.

It was under Cromwell's leadership and drafting that Henry VIII issued a series of decrees such as the "Act of Supremacy," making the King of England the supreme leader of the Church of England.

At the same time, Cromwell promoted the legal publication of William Tyndale's translated "English Bible" in England, promoting the establishment of Protestantism in England.

More importantly, Cromwell also presided over the dissolution of most monasteries, depriving the church of all property overnight and filling the treasury at that time. If you want to rank the most hated names in the traditional church among those who actually existed, then Thomas Cromwell is definitely a stable top three "devil."

"Yes, of course, you'll have the opportunity to chat with him next time - oh, by the way, the portrait on the lower left is Queen Anne Boleyn."

Aileen looked around on the slowly moving staircase, suddenly tugged at Benitez's sleeve, and signaled him to look down.

"The portraits at Hogwarts are all magical portraits, you can even ask Queen Anne about the details of her trial."

"...So, if that ghost gentleman is Thomas Cromwell, then -"

Jose Benitez rubbed his temples and said slowly.

He suddenly realized a problem: someone who could stand shoulder-to-shoulder with dazzling great men and communicate normally was probably not an ordinary person.

So, in that case, those exaggerated stories of Aileen and that Apocalyps - oh no, perhaps now he should be called Gellert Grindelwald...

Perhaps, most likely, they weren't just exaggerated boasting?

"Huh? You don't think everything I just said was bragging, do you? No way, no way?"

Aileen blinked in surprise, raised a finger, and repeated once again in a serious and solemn tone.

"I said it from the beginning, everyone who joins the 'Grand Arcana,' their past, present, and future, are at least capable of affecting millions of people."

"In fact, once certain information involving us is leaked, it could trigger a small-scale apocalypse - so you must keep it a secret and not tell anyone!"

"...Wait! Isn't it a bit too casual for you to tell me such important things directly?!"

Benitez felt his temples start to throb.

He was just here for a parent-teacher conference, how did he become a guardian of the apocalypse.

"Casual? I don't think what I did was bad?"

Aileen stopped and stood on the stairs, looking down at the middle-aged man below, and said faintly.

"At least, compared to some fools who rashly inject werewolf serum and rush into the magical world on a whim, it's much better, right?"

"Why didn't you write to ask me in advance, or have those wizards or house-elves on standby by the orphanage send a message?"

"In the magical world, humans are usually divided into three categories: wizards, Squibs, and half-breeds. Werewolves are the fourth category - non-human."

"As you appear at Hogwarts, someone will definitely be curious about which category you belong to... This is inevitable."

"...Actually, being a werewolf isn't that bad -"

Benitez chuckled, and the rest of his words shrank back under Aileen's lake-blue gaze.

"Uh, what should I do now... Should I try pretending to be a Squib or a half-breed?"

"-Impossible, Squibs and half-breeds involve wizard parents, and anyone with ulterior motives can find out with a simple check."

Aileen rejected Benitez's suggestion without hesitation.

Whether it is a Squib or a half-breed wizard, the basis for identifying these two comes from their parents who are registered wizards.

In addition, all non-wizard humans with magical abilities - or rather, with a magical perspective - are uniformly considered non-human.

This is also the simplest and most effective judgment logic of the Ministry of Magic for centuries.

The reason why Dumbledore and Grindelwald deliberately brought Benitez in was naturally also considering this... When Benitez became a gray existence that was intolerable to the mainstream of the magical world but was also bound by the magical order, Aileen's only remaining path was one.

Obviously, those old wizards were confident that she would not be able to break the situation in such a short time.

She must face the pressure from the magical world.

Unless...

She can provide a fifth category on this basis that has historical origins and is convincing...

Aileen pondered for a few seconds, her gaze lingering on Jose Benitez's simple and solemn priest robe for a few seconds.

"Dad, why don't you start... believing in the Holy Light from now on?"

"Huh?"