"Congratulations, you guessed right!" Xiwen said with a curl of his lips.
"Actually, I had always wanted to follow your rules and tried hard to comply with your wishes, but my opinions simply could not break through your stubbornness." Xiwen absentmindedly rubbed the pattern on the pocket watch in his robe pocket, his voice drifting. "You can imprison a ghost on suspicion of breaking the rules, yet you cannot interrogate a professor on the same suspicion. Is that what you call considering the greater good?"
"Headmaster, what you insist on is not fairness or stability at all. On the contrary, it is the tyranny of your own authority as headmaster!"
"Since that is the case, I see no need to follow the rules you speak of. I only need to use greater power to crush your authority."
After saying those words, Xiwen felt that the pent-up resentment from being misunderstood as a ghost and disregarded as a young wizard had all been vented.
He let out a long, relieved breath, then quietly stepped aside and handed the stage over to the members of the Board of Governors.
Headmaster Dippet looked at Xiwen with a trace of anger. His expression struggled for a moment before he spoke. "Mr. Rozier, perhaps some of my previous measures were indeed inappropriate, but I must state that everything I did was truly for Hogwarts' safety!"
"The safety of Hogwarts you speak of means leaving the castle's operations half-paralyzed, Headmaster?" Sandrine asked sharply, patting Xiwen's back reassuringly.
Mr. Malfoy also spoke. "If not for the letter young Rozier sent earlier, I would never have known that Hogwarts' leadership had become this antiquated. Must you wait until the castle is completely paralyzed before you are satisfied?"
Listening to their repeated accusations, Headmaster Dippet sagged weakly against the