056 Differences
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Updated : Sep 12th, 2025
056 Differences
"A little personal matter–" As soon as Bryan uttered these words, he noticed the three young faces in front of him tense up instantly. Hermione, who was sitting on the edge of her seat, desperately winked at Harry, trying to signal him to be careful. Ron, who was slouching on the couch, shifted uneasily and stared at his toes, avoiding eye contact. And Harry, who had been determined to find out the truth about this matter, felt a surge of doubt and hesitation.
Interesting, what do these three little guys want to find out from me. Bryan wondered with amusement, as he observed their reactions with a keen eye.
"You three seem to be very curious about the purpose of my visit to Hagrid," he said casually, breaking the silence.
"That's right, Professor Watson–"
Harry tried to sound calm and casual, but his voice betrayed a hint of nervousness. He carefully controlled his tone and expression, hoping not to look too suspicious. "Hagrid is our best friend, and you are an investigator ," he said slowly, searching for the right words.
Bryan nodded sagely, as if he understood everything.
"You are worried that the matter of the Chamber of Secrets has something to do with Hagrid, so you are worried that I am going to investigate him?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.
Harry's face turned pale, and Ron's cheeks flushed red. As for Hermione, she was silent for a moment, biting her lip. Then she cleared her throat and spoke up with a confident tone,
"Sorry, Professor Watson, I have already told them that this is purely guesswork , He is Principal Dumbledore's most trusted gamekeeper, he is unlikely to have anything to do with the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, right?" she said firmly, looking at Bryan with her brown eyes.
Bryan lowered his eyes and smiled faintly. Miss Granger, you are very clever, but you can't fool me so easily. You think you can play hard to get in front of me? You need at least thirty more years of experience for that!
He thought to himself, but he didn't say anything. He just looked at the three of them with a friendly smile and said lightly,
"It's actually like this. Pure theory and practice can't make you skillful enough to deal with the dangers that may come at any time. So, in the tradition of Defense Against the Dark Arts, I thought it's necessary to expose you to some truly dangerous creatures."
He saw that the three of Hermione were listening attentively, their eyes wide and curious. He paused for a moment and shrugged his shoulders casually.
"There are many interesting magical creatures living in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, and Hagrid is one of the people here who knows the Forbidden Forest best. So I asked him to be my guide–"
Phew!
The three little guys let out a sigh of relief in unison, and their faces relaxed visibly.
Under Bryan's playful gaze, Harry twisted his body with a shy smile, feeling a cold sweat on his back. He realized that he had been sweating profusely in just a short period of time.
"By the way, have you prepared anything for us?" Ron asked eagerly, his eyes sparkling. "I know there are hippogriffs and centaurs living there, but Fred and George told me that there are far more interesting things in the woods than that!"
When it came to Dumbledore, Harry immediately became alert and defensive. He wondered if Bryan was going to say something like 'pure blood is noble, mixed blood is despicable' or 'Dumbledore is a senile old fool'.
"I can't say that Gryffindor or Dumbledore's ideas are problematic or even wrong, but I personally have my own opinion,"
Bryan shook his head and chuckled,
"My opinion is that no matter how strong love or hatred is, it cannot make an ordinary person lift a rock that weighs five hundred pounds without using magic.
Potter, I think power is power, and it's something so simple that neither love nor hate can make you surpass it. Of course , these two extreme emotions can indeed ignite a person's determination to pursue power."
He looked at the three little guys who were lost in thought, trying to understand his words. He turned his head to look out the window, where the starry sky was still shining brightly. The boundless darkness was dotted with countless points of light, creating a mysterious and beautiful scene. From ancient times to the present, that mysterious universe was the shore that countless wizards and Muggles dreamed of conquering.
He felt a pang of longing in his heart, but he quickly suppressed it. He looked back at them with a light smile,
"If you have to associate strength and courage with love, I agree that strength can bring people infinite courage to pursue love and freedom."
"Which one do you think is right, Ron?"
On the four-poster bed in the dormitory, Harry asked in a low voice. He remembered the loneliness and longing that emanated from Professor Watson's body as he gazed at the stars.
"I don't know, Harry," Ron muttered, turning over,
"But I think I'm more lacking in power than love."
He yawned and closed his eyes, feeling sleepy after a long day.
Harry lay on his bed too, staring at the ceiling. He couldn't help but wonder what kind of power Bryan was talking about. Was it magical power? Political power? Personal power? And what did he want to do with it?
He thought about Dumbledore's words about love and courage, and how they had inspired him to face many dangers and challenges. He felt a warm feeling in his chest, thinking about his friends who loved him and supported him.
He didn't know which one was right, either. Maybe they both had some truth in them. Maybe it depended on the situation and the person.
He sighed and closed his eyes, hoping to get some rest before the next day. He had a feeling that Bryan's surprise was going to be something he would never forget.
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