Chapter 32

The handover of the divergent wills took place in the principal's office. Most of the contents were not suspenseful. For example, all the property was transferred to Gringotts' underground vault, and the small building on Mingyuan Mountain should belong to her.

Until her guardian was mentioned in the will.

"Dumbledore will be the guardian until adulthood..."

Mu Yu suddenly raised his head when he heard this. The will had been read out at this time, but Xu Yu looked like he had something to hide: "That's what the will said, but you know The current situation in the East, Dumbledore," he seemed to be struggling with his words, "They blocked the assets on the grounds that Xiaoyu's guardian is an outsider..."

Dumbledore was not surprised to hear this result: "What do they want?"

Mu Yu turned the ring in her hand in circles and stepped aside. She knew that she could never interfere in this matter no matter what.

Now is not the time.

Xu Yu sighed heavily: "This is exactly what I came here to hope that you can deal with it together. They insist that I be the guardian, and the property will be under my supervision under the notarization of Kunlun College. It sounds nice, but in fact we are under the Oriental Single We are weak and can only give them an advantage in the end. "

For a long time, the principal's office fell into a dead silence. Mu Yu stood aside and continued to spin the ring in his hand.

Seeing Dumbledore's reaction, he should have had a countermeasure already. They will always discuss a compromise. Only this path will give her opportunities.

"The Mu family has a treasury in Gringotts." As expected, Dumbledore was the first to break the silence. "I can give up custody, but I will ask for tuition fees as the principal of Hogwarts. This part must be transferred to Yu's name. She manages it by herself. As an outsider, I naturally have no right to take care of the rest of the assets. The Shen family, Mr. Ning and you will jointly manage them. With Mr. Ning and the Shen family, they can rest assured."

Xu Yu seemed to hesitate . . Dumbledore had already turned his attention to Shen Qitong: "I will write a letter to Mr. Shen."

"Grandpa has some friendship with the master. He will definitely take good care of this asset." Shen Qitong was not interested in this. Not surprised, it seemed that Dumbledore had hinted at her before.

Mu Yu turned the ring faster and faster.

"Yu," Dumbledore had never called her name so solemnly, "that was your grandfather's lifelong effort. Use it well."

She was used to the undertones he always added to his words.

Dumbledore couldn't say he was wary of her, but more like he was worried that she would take another path. Grandpa's last wish is also intriguing, for Dumbledore was to be her guardian. If it weren't for Kunlun's troubles, Dumbledore would have taken charge of all the Mu family's assets until she came of age. In this way, her every move would not escape Dumbledore's eyes.

Grandpa knew that he could not persuade her and that one day she would go to Albania.

She stared at the crystal clear jade pendant, and he hoped that she would move toward the light until her death.

It's a pity it's too late.

When she looked up again, she only had a haggard look on her face, as if she hadn't gotten over the bad news yet: "I understand, thank you."

"What you need now is to have a good rest," Dumbledore said in a calm tone. With such a power to soothe people's hearts, "Only after adequate rest can we continue to carry out the last wishes of the deceased."

Xu Yu also patted her, and it seemed that he also felt very uncomfortable: "Xiaoyu, My condolences."

She doesn't want to stay in the principal's office now, or she doesn't want to step foot here in the future.

"I want to go outside and relax," she said with a choked voice, "Thank you."

Dumbledore waved his hand and said in an extremely easy-going manner: "Go ahead, go ahead."

She just walked down the spiral staircase of the principal's office when she heard When she heard footsteps coming from behind, someone called out to her: "Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, wait for me, I'll go out with you for a walk."

It was Shen Qitong who had only said one sentence just now.

She directly took her arm.

Mu Yu paused for a moment, then let Shen Qitong hold her arm: "Okay."

They strolled by the black lake. The castle has been shrouded in continuous rain throughout October. Today, there is a ray of sunshine. Even if it is only looming among the dark clouds, it is a rare ray of warmth. They walked together on the slightly muddy and wet soil, and neither of them knew what to say at this time.

Seeing that she was getting further and further away from the castle, Shen Qitong stopped. She didn't look at Mu Yu much, and kicked the dirt under her feet: "You must be wondering what kind of kindness Master has to me." "

I was there during the summer vacation . I heard it." Mu Yu stopped with her and looked at the vast black lake. "You said that even your grandfather gave up on you back then."

"I used to be a half-squib," she said, ignoring Mu Yu's surprise. There is no embarrassment here. "You know that in the East, you usually go to school at the age of five to hone your Taoist heart. After you are ten years old, you can become a disciple and receive the inheritance of the Dharma lineage. The Dharma lineage is the root of the Eastern ascetics. Without the Dharma lineage, you are destined to be unable to perform advanced spells. "Exquisitely drawn talismans."

"This is just a deep-rooted concept," Mu Yu bent down and threw a pebble into the lake. "Dharma veins are like crutches, good news for those who are not good at it, but if normal people rely on it,

"I knew Master would tell you this," Shen Qitong held her hand as if she had finally found a soulmate. She subconsciously wanted to pull away but had to hold back, "Kunlun College . Of the seventy-two Dharma veins, none of them are willing to accept me. I am not the only one like this. Guess what the academy will do."

"Of course, give up..." Mu Yu suddenly realized something, "Western squibs can't cast magic at all, but But you can, if you are forcibly expelled..."

"You are right, there is only one result waiting for us if we suppress our power for a long time, and that is to become the Obscurial Ones," Shen Xitong's words were full of sarcasm and anger. , mixed with a few traces of regret, "Xiaoyu, the silent ones can only huddle in the darkest corner of the world and be cast aside by everyone. They are covered with bruises every day, and they can only clean up the wounds silently in the dark night, looking at the rising sun to constantly comfort themselves, which is new again. One day. However, no one can live beyond the age of twelve. "

"I was lucky enough to meet the master. He also secretly took in many such children, some because they were not recognized by the Dharma, and some were more pitiful just because of them. With an ordinary family background, we will never be connected to another world, and because of our own specialness and incompatibility with the world, Master devoted all his efforts to teach us and encourage each of us to be the proud son of God,"

she said when mentioning her grandfather. It's a feeling of admiration.

For Mu Yu, it was a big shock. She had no idea what her grandfather was doing, let alone his youth. It seemed that in an instant he turned into the old man raising flowers and entertaining birds in Mingyuan Mountain.

The black lake seemed endless, and they were getting further and further away from the castle.

"Kunlun doesn't know anything about the Dharma lineage?" She didn't believe that no one had discovered this secret for thousands of years. She understood the answer when she touched Shen Qitong's eyes.

Wizards in the West were persecuted by ordinary people in the past, and the academy was there to protect them. The Eastern monks have always been gods in the hearts of ordinary people. The academy was initially established to protect Taoism. After that...

who is willing to give up his status as a god easily.

The clan doesn't want to, and now some people in the academy don't want to, and she... doesn't want to either.

"Doing this is just a drop in the bucket. Grandpa has long been expelled from Kunlun College. There are not many people like you who break the prejudice and find a way. Qitong, this road is too difficult. Look, Grandpa Xu has already become the dean. The location is still useless.”

Mu Yu didn't say any more. She knew clearly that the light in Shen Qitong's eyes was like fireflies flying in the dark night.

It's eye-catching and doesn't last long.

"Xiaoyu, why do you think we seek Tao?"

For the absurd eternity. She answered silently in her mind.

"Every human being has a different way. There are hundreds of ways for hundreds of people in the world."

Shen Qitong picked up a pebble and threw it heavily into the water, making a huge splash: "Really? Then my way is very clear." "At this time, the dark clouds completely dissipated, and layers of sunlight gathered at the end of the black lake, illuminating the deep lake water clearly. She raised the corner of her mouth, "They fired the master and killed many people. Although the dead are dead, there is still life. If you stick to your will, one day there will be no more monopoly, and one day everyone will be able to face the sun openly."

Mu Yu stood side by side with her on the river bank. Grandpa must have been like Shen Xitong when he was young, resolutely embarking on a path of no return.

The road to life is never that easy.

She sighed softly.

Uninformed people believe that she is lamenting that the right path is not easy.

Only she herself understands that she is feeling sorry.

It is a pity that there will be another enemy in the future, and a new siege will appear on the chessboard.

"Then do it, Qitong," there is no trace of blood on her face after walking for so long, which makes the smile even more miserable. "Grandpa will definitely be happy if Izumi knows. I respect your way."

She said. Respect every opponent you are about to encounter on the chessboard.

They started walking back.

"Xiaoyu..."

Mu Yu no longer wanted to argue with her on this issue: "I have always had a question, Qitong. How did you come to Hogwarts?"

She had already predicted the answer.

It's just not acceptable.

Xu Yu and Shen Qitong stayed at Hogwarts for just two days, which was their limit. After they left, Mu Yu's life returned to normal, as if everything that had happened before was just an illusion.

It's another Wednesday.

This may be the last time she learns the Patronus Charm in the principal's office.

Dumbledore sat behind his desk as usual, and Fawkes looked much older. Mu Yu has become accustomed to this. For Fenghuang, death is just the beginning of a new reincarnation.

They made no mention of Muren's death, nor of Filch's cat that night. Nothing seemed to happen.

Mu Yu successfully summoned the patron saint. It was no longer a coincidence, she had actually mastered this profound spell.

The king cobra roamed freely in the principal's office, its winding body nimbly passing through the windows on the wall and blending into the night. Fox gave a low chirp.

Dumbledore stroked his gray beard. He wanted to see clearly the emotions in Mu Yu's eyes. He was curious, curious about the emotions hidden behind this patron saint. When Mu Ren came all the way to London and said that he wanted Mu Yu to grow up in the East, he might have anticipated this day.

There is no deeper bond in the world than family ties.

"Yu, our course should be over. It's an amazing achievement. Many adult wizards can't display a decent patron saint."

Mu Yu looked steadily at the direction where the patron saint disappeared. She said with some uncertainty: "I don't have it." I have faced real dementors, and when everything is peaceful, just like we are in the principal's office now, there is no threat..."

When she touched the light behind Dumbledore's half-moon glasses, she realized that she had said too much. , she would always have accidents like this in front of Dumbledore.

She added: "Just like what happened with the Philosopher's Stone last year. And, and... Mrs. Norris."

Dumbledore's inquiry was only for a moment, and he quickly returned to his usual kindness. He chatted with Mu Yu like a gentle elder: "Yu, many wizards think that the Patron Saint is useless. The greatest role of the Patron Saint is to resist the fear caused by dementors. It cannot help us fight or turn the tide. "Most Death Eaters don't have a Patronus."

Dumbledore took a Bibi's flavored bean and threw it into his mouth, and Merlin knew where he had taken it from.

"The secret to summoning the Patronus, love, happiness, but Death Eaters, and even...Voldemort, sneer at these two things, right?"

Dumbledore smacked his lips: "Ah, mint flavor. Yu, the Patronus is actually the world's most important thing. The most powerful and profound magic."

Mu Yu was speechless. Seeing that Dumbledore seemed to have nothing else to say to her, she stood up: "It's almost curfew, I should go back. Professor, I'm glad that you taught me the Patronus Charm for more than a year."

Before Mu Yu was about to leave, Then Dumbledore stopped her: "Yu, the people who passed away just went to more distant places to have greater adventures. Don't mourn the dead, don't remember the dead. Live with their warmest wishes in this world." It's the best memory of them."

Mu Yu stood in the intersection of light and darkness. From this angle, she could only see Dumbledore's blurry face. He is getting older. Mu Yu can be sure of this. No matter how slow aging is, it is still aging, and it is also walking into death step by step, approaching that greater adventure step by step. Some people choose to be trapped in the rolling ball of wool like ordinary insects, fighting and reproducing, and some people choose to become glowing burning fireflies flying towards the end of the needle and thread, even if they burn into warm ashes.

Mu Yu bowed solemnly to Dumbledore.

This bow was to thank him for his patient teachings over the past year, not just the Patronus Charm.

Dumbledore just looked at her quietly. The other portraits in the principal's office were also silent.

Mu Yu bowed for the second time, this time deeper than the first time.

This was Mu Yu's high respect for Dumbledore. Like his grandfather, he is a great idealist.

The third time Mu Yu almost bowed her hands to her knees. This was her final feeling of guilt towards the old principal.

He really wanted her to take the right path, hope she could seize the light, and hope she could always be surrounded by love and warmth.

Love is noble, but love cannot save her from the games that several boys once wanted to play with her, and it cannot allow her to escape from that dark corridor. Nor can she use love to influence people who have their own thoughts.

"Thank you."

Mu Yu said softly, and she walked out of the principal's office without looking back.