"No matter what, to me, whether a wizard uses the Levitation Charm, raw magic, or even a Muggle bulldozer to kill an enemy, it's all far better than using the Killing Curse. The reason is simple—under extreme circumstances, a normal person might use the Levitation Charm to kill a Death Eater, but no normal person, no matter how desperate, should be able to cast the Killing Curse without any hesitation!"
"These are two completely different things! When a young wizard you've taught can cast the Killing Curse without any resistance, it means that wizard is no longer normal. In a sense, they've already begun to lose their humanity." Professor McGonagall sat stiffly in her chair, refusing to give an inch as she shouted at Grindelwald.
"Don't tell me you don't know that spell," Grindelwald said with a frown.
"It's precisely because I do that I understand how terrifying it is!" McGonagall shot back.
"Okay…" Grindelwald took a deep breath, then suddenly patted Kasenhis on the shoulder. "You say something fair!"
Kasenhis jolted from the pat. What could he even say? But by the second the hand landed on his shoulder, he had already prepared his answer.
"I unconditionally agree with Professor McGonagall's theory. If the goal is to train originally normal young wizards into killers who can casually unleash pure killing intent on any living being, then why don't we just hand them guns?"
"Hmm…" Grindelwald let out a long hum, then slowly said, "Alright. It seems your entire Hogwarts staff has quite a lot of opinions about my teaching plan. Then you can handle teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts yourselves. I'll go submit my resignation."
Kasenhis and Professor McGonagall watched as Grindelwald walked away. The former frowned slightly. "Could it be that Voldemort's curse wasn't broken by Grindelwald? Just delayed?"
As soon as he said that, Grindelwald, who hadn't gone far, suddenly stopped, turned his head, and spat out three words at Kasenhis:
"Bull Fucking Shit!"
Kasenhis stood there, completely baffled after getting scolded, but on the other side, Professor McGonagall let out a sigh of relief.
"Mm… you accidentally hit the mark," she said.
"W-what… what do you mean by that?" Kasenhis asked in confusion.
"You accidentally made Grindelwald stay on as a professor at Hogwarts," McGonagall explained.
"But didn't he just say he was going to Dumbledore to resign?" Kasenhis was still confused.
"If he actually resigned, wouldn't that prove he failed to break Voldemort's curse—that he's not as powerful as Voldemort?" McGonagall said with a hint of amusement.
"Oh… he still cares about something like that… do people really get this strange when they get older?" Kasenhis wondered aloud.
"Perhaps. Personally, I feel like my temper has gotten much worse compared to when I was younger," McGonagall didn't deny it.
"Actually, Sirius told me before that your temper now isn't much different from when you were teaching him," Kasenhis said faintly.
"…." Bull Fucking Shit..
A long silence filled the office. Seeing this, Kasenhis quickly changed the subject. "So… from what you were arguing about just now, it was because Grindelwald taught the Killing Curse in class?"
Professor McGonagall nodded calmly. "That's right. You're not very familiar with traditional spells, so I'll explain it this way."
"The Killing Curse… put nicely, it represents ultimate killing intent. But put bluntly, it means this spell is completely useless for anything other than committing evil."
"And what does it take to learn such a spell? It requires absolute malice toward another human being—pure killing intent. Without that intent, a Killing Curse is no different from a green Glow Charm… perhaps strong enough to give someone a nosebleed."
"This is the theory of the mind. To successfully cast the Killing Curse, the killing intent must be pure. When you kill, you can only think about killing. You can't think about revenge, you can't think about saving others by killing Voldemort. To put it more plainly—if I killed your father and you wanted revenge, that emotion wouldn't allow you to cast the Killing Curse. But if you had nothing better to do and simply wanted me dead, then you could cast it. And what's the difference between such a person and a madman?"
"That 'madman' includes me, includes Severus, and even includes Dumbledore—any wizard who has learned to use the Killing Curse. Because once we succeed in casting it, other humans are no longer seen as equal beings in our eyes."
"Grindelwald's teaching philosophy is to mass-produce people like us."
"And that touches the very foundation of our teaching. These are fourteen, fifteen… sixteen, seventeen-year-old children. I would rather Grindelwald teach them his signature blue Fiendfyre called Protego Diabolica than turn them into people who despise humanity," Professor McGonagall said.
"But in terms of destructive power, wouldn't a hundred Killing Curses still be less destructive than a single uncontrolled Fiendfyre?" Kasenhis said awkwardly.
"You're overestimating them. At their current level, casting Fiendfyre is still a bit difficult," Professor McGonagall shook her head. "And I was just making a comparison."
"Alright." Kasenhis nodded and got up to leave.
"Oh, Kasenhis—if you have time, please go ask Dumbledore what he's thinking… I don't believe he's unaware that Grindelwald is teaching the Killing Curse to students." McGonagall also stood up, picking up her textbook.
"Question him?" Kasenhis raised an eyebrow.
"No, just ask," McGonagall shook her head.
Kasenhis nodded. "I'll do my best to blow up Dumbledore's office to vent your frustration."
McGonagall couldn't help but laugh. "It's the thought that counts."
"Don't worry, Professor…" Kasenhis began to reply, then suddenly paused as something occurred to him. "Professor, what am I to you? Uh… a test subject?"
"I may not be willing to use the Killing Curse, but Transfiguration is something you can try," McGonagall paused and said as she turned her head.
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