Everyone makes mistakes sometimes.
Argus knew what Ginny was talking about and responded softly.
"Instead of hiding away and agonizing over guilt, it's better to find a way to make amends."
"What if this causes my closest people… or others to get hurt…" Ginny had an urge to tell Argus everything.
She changed her mind before she could say it.
Argus smiled and said, "You said it yourself, it's an injury. Since it's an injury, there's a possibility of healing."
"Blindly feeling guilty is useless."
"If one day I do something wrong and hurt you, will you forgive me?" Ginny's eyes were pleading.
There was a hint of fear in her voice.
She was afraid he would say something negative.
Argus patted her head. "As long as you sincerely repent, I will forgive you."
"Those who are hurt because of you deserve amends as well."
"Really?"
"Of course! Jst like I said, everyone makes mistakes, and we can't let someone not even have a chance to correct them because of a mistake."
"I understand, thank you, Argus!"
A light shone in Ginny's eyes, and her gaze toward Argus was filled with deep dependence.
She wiped her reddened eyes.
A smile finally appeared on her face.
"No need to be so polite, I didn't do anything."
"Now, can you enjoy your dinner in peace?"
Now that he mentioned it, Ginny realized she was actually a little hungry.
...
St. Mungo's Hospital.
Dumbledore and Snape looked unusually serious.
They stared intently at Harry and Ron, who had just been given the potion.
Their eyes were filled with tension.
The two drank a bottle of potion that emitted a pale green glow.
Harry and Ron just let out a faint burp, showing no sign of recovering.
"Another failure. It seems that restoring their memories and consciousness will not be an easy task," Dumbledore sighed.
Snape's tone was icy. "That idiot Lockhart, he's not very good at other spells, but he's really good at the Memory Charm!"
"Forget it, I'll go ask my old friend for another idea."
"No matter what, Harry can't get hurt!"
Dumbledore knew very well that he was too old to deal with Voldemort.
Even if they could kill him again, it would only delay his resurrection.
As long as the Horcrux remained, it would be able to revive sooner or later.
In the end, the task of defeating Voldemort would still fall on Harry's shoulders.
"If our headmaster hadn't assigned a twelve-year-old wizard to deal with the basilisk, this wouldn't have happened!"
Snape was sarcastic and extremely dissatisfied with Dumbledore's decision.
Dumbledore also regretted his decision.
If he had known Harry was going to get into trouble, he would never have let Argus go with him alone.
Even if he hadn't taken action himself, he would have had Snape or other professors accompany him.
With a professor present, Lockhart wouldn't have had a chance to launch a sneak attack!
"Severus, do you think Harry and Ron might have suffered... soul damage!"
A hint of worry flashed in Dumbledore's eyes.
The realm of the soul had always been a taboo in the magical world.
Even Dumbledore wouldn't dare say he was an expert in this area.
Snape had obviously thought of this as well. After thinking for a long time, he shook his head. "Lockhart probably didn't have that ability."
"No matter how strong his Memory Charm was, it was still limited by the level of magic."
"It's impossible to reach the level of the soul."
"I'm going to visit some old friends. I'll have to trouble you to keep an eye on things for the next few days."
Dumbledore had been running around trying to help Harry these past few days, but with little success.
Several people did have a way to restore Harry's health, but it would take too long, and Dumbledore ultimately rejected them.
Only keep it as a reference or alternative.
"There's one more thing I need to remind you, Headmaster."
Snape suddenly spoke up. "The Defence Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts is gone."
"But Defence Against the Dark Arts class is still in session, and the final exams are coming up soon."
"Have you decided on a new professor?"
Dumbledore's brow furrowed even more deeply at the mention of this.
Yes, as the headmaster of Hogwarts, finding Lockhart—this scoundrel—and causing a student's injury was already a dereliction of duty.
If he really couldn't even find a professor by then, he, as the principal, would probably face a barrage of criticism from British wizards.
But now, even finding a professor wasn't an easy task.
Let's not even talk about the fact that the students didn't learn anything at all throughout the entire semester.
Lockhart's infamy alone was enough to make most well-known wizards keep their distance.
"If the principal can't find a suitable candidate right away, I can..."
"No!" Dumbledore refused without even thinking.
"You already have Potions class, and you also need to take care of Harry and Ron during this time."
"Adding Defence Against the Dark Arts to the curriculum would be too rushed."
Snape's face darkened.
He guessed that Dumbledore would refuse, but he still wanted to give it a try.
Dumbledore's mind raced through a series of figures, trying to pick a suitable candidate.
Gradually, he abandoned one candidate after another.
"Severus, how much do you know about Alan Mitchell?"
"The newly appointed Head Auror? Is our Headmaster getting senile?" Snape sneered.
"The Ministry of Magic is eager to insert its influence into Hogwarts, and now you're willing to hand over a professorship to them?"
Dumbledore was also troubled. "Besides him, I don't think anyone would be willing to take over this position anytime soon."
"Hogwarts' Defence Against the Dark Arts professor is not just any wizard."
He seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
"Horace Slughorn!"
"He used to be the head of Slytherin, and also a Potions Master!"
"He's more than qualified to be the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor! Perhaps he'll even be helpful to Harry and Ron's condition!"
"But he's been retired for decades and is looking for a peaceful life. Getting him out of there won't be that easy." Snape was very unhappy with this colleague who had taken his place.
He continued, "Moreover, given his age, he probably doesn't have the energy to teach the entire Defence Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts."
"It's alright, I've already found him the perfect assistant!"
"He can be given full responsibility for teaching Defence Against the Dark Arts to first- and second-year students!"
"The perfect assistant? Fully responsible for the first and second years?"
Who is it?
Snape didn't react for a moment.
He was a little confused about Dumbledore's meaning.
Dumbledore stared into Snape's eyes.
He whispered that name.
"Argus Grindelwald!"
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