A certain Hogwarts esoteric leader

"I still respect you." Yunieff said, "Although it is not the respect of a junior for an elder, nor a respect of a student for a professor, but in fact, you haven't had time to teach me anything, either. ?"

Dumbledore paused for a moment, smiled, and said, "You're right. I haven't taught you anything yet. So where does your respect come from?"

"From your practical actions, you took responsibility. No matter what the outcome, you tried to protect Endrexi. Just now, you could actually let Professor McGonagall take the lead, but you stood in the front. At this point, I'm far from it, although there is a quality factor, but in reality, I have done nothing and now, I am letting it go," Yunieff said.

"This is normal, I have been like this for a while." Dumbledore's expression softened slightly, as if he remembered something, "There is always a gap between the goal you want to achieve and reality. If the gap is too big, you might as well let it go for the time being. .”

"Thank you for the advice." Yunieff said.

The air suddenly fell into an eerie calm.

Dumbledore sighed and said, "You seem unwilling to talk about your specialness."

"There is no reluctance." Yunieff said, "I just think so. In the past, for a long time, I thought that I was special because I had extraordinary talents. I was even so proud that I thought that if Saying that you are an ordinary person is a form of self-deception.”

He smiled slightly, like a meteor falling into the depths of the ocean: "But now, I don't think so. It is foolish to evaluate oneself based on talent. When I encounter difficulties that cannot be solved by talent, talent even becomes an obstacle. Regardless of No matter how talented a person is, he cannot skip any basic steps. I can only become stronger by learning the spells one by one."

Only half of the words were spoken, and the other half was in my heart: Mansu was built step by step, and his uniqueness was also accumulated step by step. He was originally just an ordinary person, and he became like this just because of chance.

"When I realized this, I understood that I was insignificant and could only move forward slowly at my own pace. It was impossible to jump from the Sahara Desert to Mount Everest in one step." He said, "So, I Only then am I willing to reveal some things to you, including the fact that Gabrielle is the will of the world. I believe that your wisdom is far greater than mine."

Dumbledore looked at Yunifer quietly, once again looking him from head to toe.

He suddenly said something irrelevant: "The stone shell wrapped around the moonstone suddenly fell off, revealing the crystal clear essence inside."

"What?" Yunieff didn't know why.

"It was what Rowena Ravenclaw said to Cassandra Trelawney." He suddenly laughed, very happily, "Grindelwald made a mistake again. Same mistake, He did it again."

Yunieff looked confused.

"It's nothing, just wait for a while. Sometimes you just feel very happy, don't you? And it's indeed very strange." Dumbledore said with a smile, "History always repeats itself, it's incredible."

Yunieff could only look at him silently.

After a while, he calmed down and fell into silence, seeming to formulate words.

After another minute or two, he finally seemed to find something to say in the chaos and said, "Did I just say that when the Leaky Cauldron collapsed, I arrived later than you."

Yunieff nodded.

"You came there because of a prophecy, right?" he asked.

Yunieff continued to nod.It’s almost public information.

"What do you think the prophecy is about?" Dumbledore asked.

Yunieff was slightly startled. He had thought that Dumbledore would continue to explore his secrets and had already prepared some content that could be exposed by now.

As a result, Dumbledore suddenly turned a corner, which was somewhat unexpected.

"A torrent of information from the future." He said matter-of-factly. He had recalled that prediction more than once. This was the most accurate description he could make so far. "But I want to remind you that it is not so much that I made the prediction, but that it happened by chance. I do not have the ability to make predictions anytime and anywhere through some standardized method."

"I know." Dumbledore said. "The same goes for Silby. The truly useful prophecies she made have nothing to do with her tea cups, playing cards, and crystal balls. Prophecies pay more attention to talent, just like in an ordinary person's life." In a world where no one can see birds, it is like a person who is born with the ability to see birds suddenly sees birds flying across the sky.”

He paused and said: "But what I want to talk about is not the talent of prophecy. I am not a prophecy wizard myself, so I cannot give more advanced guidance. What I want to discuss with you is the relationship between prophecy and the future."

"What is the relationship between prophecy and the future?" Yunieff asked.

Dumbledore pulled Univer back to the seat. He might be a little tired from standing.

He knocked on the table, and a tea set floated over automatically. The teapot filled two glasses of water. He picked up one of the glasses and took a sip.

Although he had said so much, he obviously planned to say something else: "In my life, not counting this one, I have witnessed two major prophecies. Both prophecies have come true without exception."

"I find it very strange," said Dumbledore, "Why did the prophecy come true?"

Yunieff frowned and asked, "What's the problem?"

"Of course there is," Dumbledore said. "This is related to the nature of prophecy. What exactly does the prophecy reveal? Is it the real future?"

"Isn't it, isn't it?" Yunieff asked.He felt that the topic was getting more and more mysterious.

Dumbledore smiled and asked another question: "So, will the future change?"

This question... Yunieff couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

If this question were asked alone, Yunieff would naturally give a positive answer, because he knew very well that the future had changed, and this was a fact.

But, put this question together with prophecy...

"Past experience tells me that the prophecy is a future that will definitely come true." Dumbledore said, "But it's so strange."

He looked over and asked, "If you knew which braised bean tasted like vomit, would you eat it?"

Yunieff shook his head, he did not have such a hobby.

He roughly understood what Dumbledore meant, but he still combined his own experience and said: "But prophecy is not such a clear thing. It is vague. By the time you realize it, it may be too late."

"It is possible," said Dumbledore, "but let us consider the case where there is no prophecy."

He waved his hand and saw a line of words appearing on the desktop:

[A boy born in late July 1980 will defeat Voldemort. 】