"Succubus...City?"

Dumbledore repeated softly.

The old man's gaze shot down from his long, hooked nose, looking at the half-Veela girl with interest.

"It seems it is indeed more suited for the Mirror of Erised than Hogwarts," he said softly, "but I have a small confusion. Have the island's entertainment facilities become so outdated so quickly that you think you need to rely on the hollow illusions of centuries ago to keep things fresh?"

He walked back to his desk, rummaged through a drawer a few times, and took out a document from inside, looking at it intently.

"Hogwarts - Human Reason Preservation Organization, as an independent otherworld that is not interfered with by any Ministry of Magic or Muggle regime, regardless of magic or science, and gathers researchers from various fields, the organization is jointly established by Gringotts Wizarding Bank, Hogwarts, Destiny Group and other forces, but more than 70% of the funds are funded by the 'Fool's' exclusive force - Gringotts Wizarding Bank, and the entrance is also personally created by the 'Fool'."

"In view of the confidentiality of the organization and other factors, the entrance to the otherworld is named to the public: Succubus City, meaning the city of desire that humans dream of."

"After the completion of the first phase of construction and planning, Succubus City will gradually open to the world, and exist as the most luxurious hedonistic paradise in both the magical and non-magical worlds. The facilities, employees, and entertainment methods in the initial plan temporarily include..."

Dumbledore glanced at Ellinor with a meaningful look, shook the document in his hand, and sighed helplessly.

"Miss Casselana, you've only just turned twelve this year, haven't you?"

As an old man over a hundred years old, Dumbledore felt old once again.

When he first received this project proposal, the old wizard was even a little confused: Did Ellinor evolve into a succubus because of the purification of her Veela bloodline, or was she originally a millennium-old succubus, but only looked like a Veela in her childhood?

Some of the ways this works, the stimulating things that are described plainly, as if in academic research.

It was too...

Too...

And the most important thing was that this girl had successfully persuaded them.

The dust from the collapse of the Muggle world last Christmas was only just beginning to spread.

Millions upon millions of Muggles had lost their jobs. Perhaps Destiny Group could provide potatoes, but there wasn't much they could do as they hid in the shadows of the non-magical world. The birth of the Human Reason Preservation Organization was just right, both in terms of reason and timing.

Black-robed wizards were responsible for eliminating and hiding those secrets that were not suitable for public knowledge.

And the Human Reason Preservation Organization took in a large number of displaced and screened non-magical residents.

Taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, they cautiously guided them into that mysterious, scientifically intertwined fuzzy zone.

Not only top scientific research talents, but also, at Ellinor's suggestion, they also took in a large number of people from marginal industries and the entertainment industry.

Of course, Dumbledore was not denying Ellinor's understanding of the commonality of "original desires."

He just felt that such a plan and viewpoint seemed too absurd to come from a young witch.

If Lockhart had proposed it first, he would have found it understandable.

"Well, twelve years and three months, what's wrong, Professor?"

Ellinor answered seriously, "What does my age have to do with--Succubus City, the Mirror of Erised?"

"Ahem, although I don't know where you heard about the Mirror of Erised--"

Dumbledore's eyes swept over the girls behind Ellinor. After thinking for a few seconds, he decided to find a chance to talk about adult topics later.

The mental health of the other little girls was one reason.

More importantly, Dumbledore was vaguely worried in his heart,

If he launched an attack in the "Succubus" field, he and Grindelwald's practical experience and knowledge reserves might be crushed. At that time, it would not only be a loss of face. After all, this witch Ellinor was much more arrogant in her face-riding output than Grindelwald.

And unlike Grindelwald, Ellinor's "vision" precognitive ability was too strong. They never knew where her limits were.

Dumbledore put down the document in his hand, looked at Ellinor thoughtfully, and said softly.

"The Mirror of Erised may not be suitable as an entertainment or money-making tool. It can neither teach us knowledge nor tell us things. Many outstanding wizards have wasted their time in front of it, obsessed with what they see, and some have even been driven mad. It is useless except to make people indulge in illusory dreams and forget about real life, so I hope you will consider it carefully--"

"Professor, uh, Professor Dumbledore? Can I ask you a question?"

Just then, Ellinor suddenly said with a sweet smile.

Looking at the girl's pure smile without any magazines, Dumbledore's heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

"Of course, Professor Dumbledore is very happy to solve problems for students," Grindelwald grinned and helped answer before Dumbledore could carefully consider a tactful refusal, "However, these questions are best related to the Mirror of Erised, rather than starting a new topic."

"Oh, it's just a little curiosity of my own..."

Ellinor said softly, her eyes wandering over Professor Dumbledore's face, and said casually.

"I heard that when you looked in the mirror, you saw yourself holding a pair of thick wool socks. It's really strange, why do you think this mirror makes people waste their time? And why do you think the fantasy in the mirror cannot shine into reality?"

"Uh--wool, wool socks?"

Dumbledore couldn't help but widen his eyes.

After a slight pause, the old man instantly reacted, and the smile disappeared.

No wonder most prophets in history didn't have a good ending. This feeling of having nowhere to hide was too bad.

More importantly, there was quite a lot of ambiguity in their words.

Unless they said it clearly and directly enough, you would never know what she saw. For example, Ellinor's words now made it a little difficult for him to resist--past, future, Dumbledore simply didn't know where these details came from.

However, what was roughly certain was that the news about the Mirror of Erised was mostly leaked by "some self" by accident.

Since completely breaking with Grindelwald decades ago and rediscovering himself, he had hidden the mirror deep in the Room of Requirement.

"Yes, you seem to have also said 'socks are never enough'..."

Ellinor recalled the scene in the original book, blinking her eyes slyly, "'Christmas comes and goes, and you haven't received a pair of socks, because everyone insists on giving you books.' Of course, seeing what you see in the mirror is a matter of privacy--"

Seeing Dumbledore fall silent, Ellinor thought for a while and didn't choose to push him to the end.

"However--"

She changed the subject and suddenly looked serious, saying with incomparable sincerity.

"I can tell you what I saw in the mirror."

"I saw a beautiful future, an ideal world in my imagination. It should have been a vague, unclear overlap of shadows and concepts that only existed in my mind--but the Mirror of Erised turned them into concrete pictures and appeared before my eyes--"

"Wait!"

Dumbledore reacted quickly, frowned, and said in a deep voice.

"So it sounds like you plan to use this mirror to project reality? Can I understand it this way? Using the magic of the mirror to condense illusory, vague ideas and feed them back to reality as a guide for forward exploration? This requires a very strong desire. People cannot deceive themselves, unless a person's desires are greater than their material and spiritual desires, it can appear--there are not many such people in this world."

"Oh? Not really that many? It's just that you think there aren't many, Albus--"

Grindelwald grinned, snorted with a playful expression, and interrupted without explanation, "You never believe in ideals and beliefs. There are too many things in this world that are more important than wool socks. Ten of you are not as good as Ellinor in this regard. I know you too well..."

"Compared to those cold, lonely ideals, I still prefer warm wool socks...you still don't understand that."

Dumbledore replied gently, staring at Grindelwald, his eyes not giving way in the slightest.

"Ahem, off topic, off topic..."

Looking at the two centenarians who were "passionately fencing" with their eyes, Ellinor coughed lightly.

"Just as I said before, compared to letting the Mirror of Erised gather dust in a room at Hogwarts, I think it is more suitable to appear in the research institute in Succubus City. Perhaps most people cannot see the future in the mirror, and those who have the ability to obtain the power of mirroring reality in the mirror are even rarer, but every such person that appears will move our world a big step towards a brilliant future."

She stood up, walked to the bird stand, and took out the little phoenix from her arms and placed it in the nest.

"If possible, I would like to summon Mr. 'Hanged Man'. Under the profound memory magic, we may be able to further explore the role of the Mirror of Erised. I heard that the ternary computer and magic energy research are stuck in the last step. Maybe this will help?"

She turned around and went back to the office door, opening the door.

"Now, there's one last thing, the Room of Requirement has locked the Headmaster's office--"

She said, turning her head and sticking her tongue out playfully at the two old men.

"According to the rules we summarized earlier, if there are still wizards in the room, it will keep the exit locked--I don't know if Fawkes counts as a person, but I think you two definitely do. So you have to come with us first."

"Of course, it's best to...change your clothes a little?"

Ellinor's eyes fell on the identical wizard robes worn by Grindelwald and Dumbledore.

Luckily, they raided the office at the right time and didn't stumble upon certain scenes, otherwise she might have to consider washing her eyes.

"Speaking of this issue--"

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and looked at Ellinor with a serious expression.

He took out his wand, tapped it casually, and changed the style of the wizard robe on his body.

"This experiment did not cause any lasting damage, neither to people nor to the venue, none of these."

Ellinor said quickly, and before the old wizard could open his mouth, she skillfully sealed off all questions.

"Hogwarts Castle is a public place. As the Headmaster of Hogwarts, it is your responsibility to maintain safety and privacy--I think, based on the rules that we have summarized, it is obviously not yet time to receive the 'Special Contribution Award'. Just add some points as a token."

"Well, I'll remember to knock next time, if you think it's necessary. But I'm not sure if the Room of Requirement can..."

"...You know what? Ellinor."

Dumbledore glanced at the girl with a subtle expression, and said with a light smile.

"If the Room of Requirement can freely enter and exit the Headmaster's office, then it is also possible to open some special student bedrooms. I want to remind you of this, and perhaps you should also consider how to find a balance between freedom and privacy..."

"Of course, these are not problems that need to be solved right now. The progress of the research institute is important--"

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