The Dark Lord and the White Lord's Pilgrimage

late at night,

Outside the small courtyard,

The girl, holding a dim yellow oil lamp, crouched in the mud, searching for something by its faint light.

She bent over and searched for a long time before finally finding the dirty prefect's Prefect Badge in a crevice between the rocks.

She breathed on it and tried to wipe it off, but the scratches wouldn't come off and looked particularly glaring.

She sat on the large blue stone, propping her head up with her arms, and sighed heavily.

A raven, accompanied by two or three chicks, popped its head up, fell from the tree, and landed on the girl's shoulder, seemingly quite familiar with her.

When the girl was in a bad mood, she would sit alone under the dense shade of the trees in the yard.

He didn't talk much, just stared blankly at the sky. Over time, somehow he became familiar with the family of ravens in the banyan tree.

The raven cawed once, then took flight.

The girl suddenly turned her head and saw a thin figure standing in the corner of the wall. She picked up the oil lamp and quickly saw the person's face, and couldn't help but panic.

Big brother!

Ariana, carrying an oil lamp, stared timidly and blankly at Albus as he approached.

But her usually strict older brother did not scold her. Instead, he took the oil lamp and sat down on the large blue stone.

Ariana hesitated for a moment, then returned the badge to Albus and whispered, "Big brother, can you please not be angry with second brother?"

"How could that be?" Albus ruffled the girl's hair and said apologetically.

"Aberforth is right, I spent the whole summer in the attic and didn't get to take good care of you."

"No... Brother is very busy, Ariana knows."

The girl paused for a moment, then asked cautiously, "Big brother, is it really true that I can't go to Hogwarts?"

Ariana will be very obedient, very obedient...

"But Ariana is gone, who will take care of Mom now, right?" Albus, gazing into the distance. "We're all gone, and Mom's all alone at home."

Ariana forced a smile and said, "Oh, I see. Then I'll stay home and take care of my mother."

But... I really want to see my Hogwarts acceptance letter.

You all have it, why doesn't Ariana?

Have you forgotten Ariana?

"You must have forgotten!"

Looking at the girl's sorrowful, innocent face, Albus fought back tears and said with heartache, "The principal is old; he must have forgotten."

"Can I send Hogwarts ravens? A letter every week, asking if I'm eligible to enroll?"

Ariana tilted her head back, asking with a hint of anticipation.

"Of course, seven letters a week wouldn't be a problem."

Ariana jumped for joy.

The two looked up together at the starry sky.

The girl rested her head on Albus's knees and asked curiously, "Big brother, second brother said that people turn into stars in the sky after they die."

Mom says no, but does she or she not?

"Does Ariana hope so?"

"I hope so..." the girl said happily, "That way, if Ariana dies, she can become a star and watch over everyone... instead of staying in the little house forever."

Albus stroked his sister's head, tears streaming down his face, and said, "Ariana won't die. Nicolas has already lent the Philosopher's Stone to her brother... You will live to be five hundred years old, just like him."

"Brother, why are you crying?" Ariana asked, touching Albus's face.

Albus quickly wiped away his tears and whispered, "Yes, but don't tell anyone I cried."

"Of course, it's our little secret. I wouldn't even tell my second brother." Ariana smiled warmly.

"Brother, have you prepared my birthday present yet?"

"I'm ready, but I want to prepare again... What does Ariana want?" Albus asked.

"I want a sky full of stars." Ariana jumped up, raised her hands, and opened her arms to the sky.

"That way I won't have to sneak out at night to look at the stars anymore."

"Ah, that's a bit difficult," Albus said.

"The Goblin Gems could absorb starlight, but unfortunately it's lost... How about I make you a Deluminator?"

"OK!"

Headmaster's Office

Dumbledore was still staring blankly at the Goblin Gems, seemingly recalling something.

William hesitated for a moment, unsure whether he should interrupt the principal.

William knew and understood that older people often like to reminisce about the past.

However, the principal has been staring blankly for an hour.

If it weren't for the ever-changing expressions on his face—sometimes ferocious, sometimes happy, sometimes sorrowful— William would almost have thought he was asleep.

Of course, that's not the point. The point is: William, who had just drunk a large glass of Quirrell, really needed to go to the bathroom.

Dumbledore finally snapped out of his reverie and said softly, "Sorry, William, I was just lost in thought for a moment."

"... Just a short while? Is this the legendary theory of relativity?"

"Professor, should I give the jewel to the Thunderbird?" William asked hastily, "Otherwise, it will remain in the Forbidden Forest."

"We can't give it to them!" Dumbledore stared at the diamond and said in a deep voice, "We'll keep the diamond; it's very useful."

William breathed a sigh of relief; he had been waiting for the principal to say that. After all, who would willingly give away something like that? Of course, it was best to keep it for himself.

"The Goblin's place..."

"Ignore it," Dumbledore said calmly. "Gringotts writes to me every year, demanding the Sword of Gryffindor and the Goblin- made magical items from Hogwarts Castle... Just pretend you didn't see them."

Brilliant!

In this way, the precious diamonds can be taken out openly and legitimately.

After discussing the jewels, William felt much more relaxed. He then inquired about Arya, Grindelwald's nominal adopted daughter.

"Arya... she's a bit special." Dumbledore hesitated for a long time before reminiscing.

William had no choice but to use Occlumency to put himself in a state of mental blankness in order to suppress the burgeoning desire.

William realized that from now on, when he came to see the principal, he absolutely couldn't drink water, and he had to eat a good meal... because this was going to be a long and arduous battle!

Half an hour later, Professor Dumbledore suddenly said:

"Back then, Grindelwald and another equally ambitious young man devised a pilgrimage route."

"The Camino de Santiago... The Deathly Hallows?"

"Yes, one of the holy sites on this journey is Egypt," Dumbledore sighed.

"Egypt is very important. As I told you, the Four Founders established Hogwarts to study Prehistoric Mysteries."

They initially learned these powerful abilities at Egypt Mystery School.

"Grindelwald and that young man want to learn Prehistoric Mysteries?"

"That's right. The Deathly Hallows are the strongest weapons, Prehistoric Mysteries is the most powerful magic." Dumbledore's voice trembled slightly.

"Mastering these two things is enough to conquer the world, conquer Death, and establish a new order."

"But Egypt's traditions were broken long ago, the mysterious academies disappeared into the annals of history, and the Library of Alexandria, which housed the most magical books, was burned down by Caesar's magical fire long ago."

They had a crazy idea..."Dumbledore paused, then said painfully:

"Resurrect those dead pharaohs!"

Their chosen target was Cleopatra VII, the last pharaoh and Egypt's Beautiful Queen.

But to resurrect her, a sacrifice is needed.

Arya Grindelwald was that sacrifice.

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