boyutpedia Chapter 181 Times Have Changed
Chapter 181 Times Have Changed
Chapter 181 Times Have Changed
Ryan didn't even sit down. He knew his little scheme wouldn't fool Nicolas Flamel, so when his teacher started scolding him, he immediately poured himself a drink.
"Have some to soothe your throat. I've heard that Beauxbatons' juice milk is absolutely delicious. If you don't want milk, I'll get you a bottle of champagne. If champagne won't do either—"
"This is your question, stop rambling!" Nicolas Flamel slammed his fist on the table.
Ryan shrugged: "I was just thinking that talking to her wouldn't make a difference, right? Groups like Squibs, who can't use magic but possess magical power, are very likely to experience a magical outburst under extreme emotional conditions, which is indeed very dangerous."
However, they were holding my specially made wands. Any medium for casting spells inherently helps control magical energy, so if the magical energy within the Squibs becomes disordered during the experiment, my special wands will channel it out, posing no safety issues. Repeating this a few times might even familiarize the Squibs with the process of casting spells—”
Nicolas Flamel: "I know you have the assurance to ensure the safety of the participants, but I want to warn you to treat everyone as a person, as someone who is very important. Don't treat everyone except those you approve of as expendable material."
"Teacher, you're wronging me! How could I treat people like slag? At most, I treat them like leeks! And I'm the one fertilizing them!" Ryan cried out, feeling utterly wronged. He had personally experienced how treating people like slag could still make them grateful. This was done with extreme self-control, using only a little bit of his power, and yet the teacher couldn't handle it.
"If I were to unleash everything I've ever seen in my life, wouldn't the entire magical world explode?" He didn't think there was anything wrong with what he was doing; he had already considered the safety risks and taken precautions. And the invitee could shake off decades of decadence and gain magical power—back then, this was practically charity! It was like helping old ladies on the street every day!
"How can humans be treated like leeks! Whether they are wizards, Muggles, or magical creatures, every intelligent life in the world lives with dignity and has the most basic equal rights."
Instead of explaining all the issues, you're using benefits to lure others, causing them to lose their vigilance against risks amidst the huge profits! This is an infringement on others' rights! Nicolas Flamel, when educating his disciples, felt that his last disciple was good in every way, except that he was too radical in his actions.
He emphasized, "Hiding information, misleading people with information gaps, and luring them with benefits are not things an alchemist should do!"
I heard from Albus that you were so open with him that you even dared to let him use Legilimency to look directly into your brain.
Why can't this openness be reserved for all wizards?
Ryan remained silent. He trusted Dumbledore only because he had known him for two years, was familiar with him, and considered him trustworthy. He trusted his friends in the same way, because he didn't believe they would stab him in the back.
But to make him trust a complete stranger—
"Teacher, I can't do that. But I will explain this to Mrs. Maxim. When the Squibs come to conduct the experiment, I will also explain the situation to them. After hearing all the conditions, they can choose to stay or leave, and I will also give them appropriate compensation."
Nicolas Lemaître and Perenel looked at each other, shook their heads helplessly, but there was no anger on their faces.
Perenel: "My child, the more people you trust, the more people will trust you. You don't need to worry about betrayal, because in the wizarding world today, not many people can afford the cost of betraying you. Remember, you have the capital to make mistakes; you can try everything."
I have the capital to make mistakes—Lyan suddenly realized. Even though he could imagine himself as a major figure in the magical world, and that the power he could unite could change the course of the entire magical world, his mind was deeply ingrained with the belief that he couldn't make mistakes, because there was no room for trial and error.
"Master's wife, your disciple has learned a great deal."
"Then let's go find Maxim." Perenel's voice was gentle, yet carried an undeniable authority.
"Yes."
Watching Ryan leave, Nicolas Flamel said to Perenel, "Great! I never would have guessed that Ryan was worried about being betrayed."
"Some of his thoughts are very active, while others are very rigid." Perenel believes this is related to Lane's upbringing. She did some psychological analysis: "Judging from his upbringing, he must have lived in an environment where he had to be extremely cautious and couldn't afford to make mistakes, at least in the environment where everyone raised him that way. I heard from Albus that the child is an orphan, and it seems quite likely."
"Has the living environment in England become so oppressive?" Nicolas Flamel felt that he might be an old-fashioned person, rather outdated, and couldn't quite understand how the social atmosphere in England could be like this.
It can only be said that there is no eternal sun; even the radiant British Empire, which never sets, will eventually come to an end.
Guided by the portrait hanging on Beauxbatons' wall, Lane found Mrs. Maxim making a phone call on a communicator in the garden gazebo.
"Yes, I need some Squibs. Right, don't tell the Squibs, we can let them experience what spellcasting is like."
"Thank you. Don't worry. Mr. Nicolas Flamel and his students are conducting this experiment; there are no safety issues whatsoever."
Ryan felt somewhat ashamed. In order to avoid trouble and not explain too much, he withheld some information, but Mrs. Maxim trusted him very much.
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Perhaps this trust originated from Nicolas Flamel, but it was this trust that applied to him.
"Mrs. Maxim." Ryan approached the tall Mrs. Maxim after she hung up the phone and explained what had just happened.
"That's it. I didn't mention the risks and safety measures, which could mislead those who come to participate in the trial. I'm very sorry for letting you down."
Maxim looked at the boy in front of him with some unease, which was particularly evident when he said "trust".
Trust must be important to him — she wasn't angry. In her view, such concealment was common in the wizarding world today; if you couldn't see it, it was just a matter of your own incompetence.
It's Mr. Nicolas Flamel and Mr. Perenel who seem to want to train their protégé into a saint.
Treat people with sincerity, no matter when or where, and no matter what.
Regardless of age, illness, disability, strength, wealth, or status, treat everyone with sincerity.
Maxim felt that the old gentlemen had grand ambitions and planned to get involved, hoping to establish a relationship between this future "saint" and Beauxbatons.
"This matter is indeed very serious. Beauxbatons and I don't really care, but Mr. Nicolas Flamel's 600-year reputation cannot be damaged. Fortunately, you've told the truth now, so we still have a chance to salvage the situation."
"Your actions are not good for Mr. Nicolas Flamel's reputation. You don't want this to get out, do you?"
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