READ NOVEL ONLINE The trophy room
We spent over an hour talking to Hagrid about magical creatures. He could be a teacher because he knows so much about them.
"It’s a shame that what he loves most are the dangerous creatures," Marie said with a sigh as we were heading to the Owlery to send letters to our families.
"If we don't take into account the danger these species pose to us, he’s not wrong. The creatures he mentioned are beautiful, majestic, or just incredible to think that we live at the same time as them."
"But wanting a dragon? You have to be crazy to want that."
"I don’t want to say it, but as children, didn’t we all dream of having one?"
She didn’t respond, because it was true.
After sending our letters, we decided to explore the castle a bit more.
Every time we walked around when we had free time, we discovered a new place. Some doors were enchanted so that they could only be opened by using a certain method, such as asking politely or tickling them.
After a while, we arrived at the trophy room, a place I wanted to visit because it displayed the achievements of historical figures. This allowed us to learn more about them, as we know who they are now but not how they were during their school years.
"James Potter, would he not be related to him?"
"When you say 'him,' are you talking about Harry Potter?"
"Yeah, you know, I don’t understand why everyone is so excited about talking about him."
"It’s because you were born to Muggle parents, so you don’t know what happened at the time."
I explained to her that a highly talented dark wizard had terrorized the country, to the point where even saying his name was taboo. Even though I don’t care and just call him Voldy.
Some would think I’m a fool for daring to pronounce his name that way, but I find that Gellert Grindelwald was a better antagonist in this world than he was.
At the same time, Voldy’s thoughts were that Muggles are inferior to wizards, while Grindelwald believed that humans are dangerous to our community. The only thing Grindelwald wanted was to ensure that the world of wizardry wouldn’t be destroyed by Muggles’ weapons of mass destruction. Meanwhile, Voldy didn’t care about his own kind; he just wanted to rule and impose his ideology, even if it meant killing hundreds of ancient wizarding families.
"And so, on the night of Halloween, when Voldemort attacked the Potters' house, he first killed James Potter and then Lily Potter. But when he tried to kill Harry Potter, the death spell backfired on him."
"Is it really so incredible, to have survived?"
"The spell used was the unforgivable Avada Kedavra curse; as soon as it hits its target, they die instantly. So surviving it was extraordinary. With Voldemort's defeat, the Death Eaters were in disarray, and peace returned rather quickly."
"It’s amazing, I understand why everyone is a fan of Harry Potter."
"But there’s a problem. Harry survived thanks to some very ancient magic. Lily died to protect her son, and that gave him the protection of his mother, preventing her killer from harming Harry. In reality, the one who should be celebrated was Lily. But since she was dead and Harry represented hope, they preferred to leave out some details and place the burden of fame on Harry, who was still alive."
Mary began to feel bad for Harry.
"But that’s not all. Everyone cheers for Harry, but they forget that the day he survived is the same day he became an orphan."
"Can you please stop depressing me even more than I already am?"
"Don’t worry, I haven’t found anything else to add."
We left the trophy room, promising to return when we were in a better mood.
Suddenly, a trophy caught the corner of my eye. It was an award for service to a certain Tom Riddle—or, for those who know, Lord Voldemort.