Dumbledore greatly appreciated Vaughn's caution. This was what he liked most about Vaughn—his reverence for things he did not understand.
What people should fear most was never ignorance or stupidity, but arrogance.
Ignorance would not destroy you, but arrogance would.
Looking at the golden hourglass returned to his hands, Dumbledore sighed. He recalled Vaughn's earlier concept of four-dimensional beings.
"Wizards' control over time still has major flaws. Your classification of 3.5 dimensions makes a great deal of sense."
"Oh? You actually approve of my idea? I thought you'd vehemently reject it because that classification seems to demean Muggles."
Dumbledore smiled. "There's no need to test me, child. You should know that my protection of Muggles actually stems from a kind of sympathy for the weak... This is an idea every wizard unconsciously develops, even wizards born to Muggles."
"When great power belongs to the individual, class divisions become inevitable. To say something unpleasant, it is difficult to regard ants as your own kind."
Vaughn fell silent. When great power belonged to the individual, it was like carrying a blade.
No matter how law-abiding a person was, if he carried a weapon capable of easily taking another person's life, then whenever he encountered a problem, he would instinctively want to solve it with that weapon.
Because people instinctively understood that all problems were created by people. Remove the person who created the problem, and the trouble would be easily resolved.
Even Vaughn, with the mature values of his previous life, no longer regarded Muggles as his own kind—otherwise, he would not use the word "Muggle." This was the inevitable result of possessing great power.
Such situations were common even among Muggles. Great power could be magic, but it could also be wealth and authority!
Vaughn changed the subject. "Albus, do you