Gellert Grindelwald had known for a long time about the hint of brutality hidden within Eileen's heart.

Last year, during their time at Nurmengard Castle, the white-haired fluffball had transformed a Muggle hospital into a trap for hunting Austrian Aurors in an extremely short amount of time, even with severe restrictions on magic and the environment.

There was also the spider graveyard that resembled a living hell, and the fragrance that permeated the giant spider corpses…

As for things like endless brainwashing, full-territory assassination orders in the former Soviet Union, and the eradication of goblins and dissidents, those were commonplace.

Compared to Albus Dumbledore, who was always fashionably late, Grindelwald had witnessed too many unforgettable scenes since meeting Eileen Kaslana. As their relationship grew closer, these occurrences became more and more frequent. If Dumbledore mostly saw the light, then he had witnessed all of the girl's darkness.

Danger, bloodlust, cunning, and brutality—these were all part of the true face of the Goblin Queen, the master of Gringotts.

On the other hand, this was also the reason Grindelwald felt comfortable passing the legacy of the Saints on to her.

Compared to all the wizards he had ever met, the devil in Eileen Kaslana's heart was perhaps the most terrifying.

However, in Gellert Grindelwald's opinion, this was not necessarily a bad thing.

At least in the magical world, it was difficult for wizards without a devil dwelling in their hearts to achieve anything great, whether it was Albus Dumbledore, Nicolas Flamel, or even Newt Scamander, Gilderoy Lockhart… Even these wizards considered righteous by most people were, in some unknown places, perhaps the most terrifying dark lords.

Back then, when he and Albus were still teenagers, if they heard about some terrifying dark wizard in the world, they would at most think about defeating him, surpassing him, but never like Eileen…

Grindelwald could even imagine that if the ancient gods from mythology appeared, Eileen's first reaction might be to find a way to put leashes and collars on those terrifying creatures, just as she treated Tom Riddle now, trying every means to squeeze out their last drop of value.

Of course, Grindelwald also believed that Eileen would never cross that final line.

"Riddle may not give up so easily," Newt said. "He will soon realize what he has signed up for…"

"If we treat him well, will he be grateful and become our companion?"

Eileen glanced at Newt Scamander beside her, raising her eyebrows with a hint of playfulness in her voice.

They had already left the Room of Requirement and returned to the Hogwarts Headmaster's office.

As for Draco Malfoy and Bill Weasley, they had returned to their respective common rooms at the request of the professors. That evening's experience had been extraordinary and exciting enough for these two young wizards.

Looking at the magizoologist who hesitated to speak, Eileen sighed softly and continued.

"Also, do you think that the cure for 'Magic's Fall,' or 'Radiation Sickness,' can really appear automatically as a mature and complete healing magic without any human clinical trials?"

"Modern medicine in the non-magical world is built on piles of corpses. To make progress, there must be sacrifices. That is the law of survival for Muggles. As wizards, we have now found a more compassionate way. The Philosopher's Stone plus an incorruptible soul can minimize our sacrifices—SCP-017, that is the answer."

"I understand your meaning, but…"

Newt Scamander opened his mouth, trying to change the angle. "Don't you think this is a little too terrible?"

"How many e-class personnel do you think the magical world can find similar to this?"

Nicolas Flamel smiled slightly, put down his teacup, and turned his head to ask softly.

"In the end, whether it is creating multiple Horcruxes or tearing the soul, these are all choices made by Tom Riddle, or rather Voldemort himself. We are simply cleverly using the indestructible nature of the Horcruxes. This is wisdom."

"But we are killing someone, Dumbledore." Newt Scamander exhaled heavily.

"If Tom Riddle doesn't choose to cooperate, then we can only choose to destroy the Horcruxes."

Eileen shook her head, raised a finger, and corrected seriously.

"I think that's called killing, completely obliterating the existence of a consciousness… As for now, we are just creating a somewhat fragile body for it, which is saving someone. More precisely, it is trying to save more people through repeatedly saving people. This is the light of righteousness. Moreover, I have also agreed on a construction period with Tom…"

"But this is actually an indefinite contract, isn't it, Miss Kaslana?"

Albus Dumbledore pinched his eyebrows and couldn't help but interrupt.

"Otherwise, you wouldn't have signaled Professor Lockhart to cast a Memory Charm on Tom at the moment it was about to end, and pretended that nothing had happened, going to the unnecessary trouble of re-signing a magical contract."

As he spoke, the old wizard's gaze subconsciously swept over the flamboyant wizard whom he had not paid much attention to before.

In less than half a year, Gilderoy Lockhart had displayed an astonishing brilliance.

Albus Dumbledore had never imagined that one day, the watershed of magical education would actually rest on the shoulders of this frivolous and boastful Ravenclaw student. In terms of discovering wizarding potential, Eileen had surpassed him.

"When dealing with evil and heretics, there is no need to talk about chivalry." Lockhart replied quickly.

As the head of the field operations department of the Destiny Group and the CEO of the WiB organization, he was very clear about his own position.

Undoubtedly, the first small disagreement appeared in the headmaster's office.

Excluding "Miss Fool" Eileen, there was currently a three-to-two standoff. Although Lockhart's vote was relatively weak, it did not prevent this clever bestselling author from expressing his position.

After a period of silence, another less confident voice joined the discussion.

"Mr. Newt Scamander, Professor Dumbledore, I was thinking about the threat that Tom Riddle mentioned. If this notebook falls into the hands of other students, I mean if… then, it should be possible to open the Chamber of Secrets, right?"

Xenophilius Lovegood scratched his head, hesitantly raising a question.

"Then, if the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets is quietly awakened, and then appears in the Great Hall while the students are eating, do you think that with just the few of us present, we would be able to kill that monster in time before casualties occur? From this perspective, shouldn't we be glad that this diary only appeared in the school after the Chamber of Secrets was discovered?"

"Or rather, before thinking about how to leverage Riddle's value, shouldn't we first solve the big snake underground?"

Xenophilius looked at the gazes around him, shrinking his neck and mumbling a few times.

"After all, you know, my little Luna is also studying at the school now…"

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