Harry Potter: Man at Hogwarts but no wand

Dear Gail:

Tomorrow is Christmas, Merry Christmas!I know you're going to mock me for being hypocritical again, but I'm glad that years of correspondence have got me into the habit of writing to you on Christmas Eve.

Forgive me for my previous anxieties and worries. My eager tone is definitely not to complain or confide to you, but because of my spiritual dependence on you, I have to tell you everything.I once wanted to hide it from you and show warmth and consideration, but I became fragile and cowardly. My body and mind could no longer return to my youth. I had to admit that I wanted to give up.

I know you will laugh at me, the great president of the Magic Federation can also be fragile?Yes Gail, you are right, we are all getting old and hopeless, and are becoming more and more ready to retreat when faced with difficulties.You know, what I am shrinking from is not the unknown risks and the coming war of Voldemort, but my ulterior motives.

You know, Harry Potter has lived a difficult life in a mean Muggle family since he was a child, and this was all arranged by me. For the blood curse, the life of the blood family can continue his mother's protective spell.Voldemort could not understand this ancient magic of love, so he could only wait until that day.

He just entered school in September this year. He asked the Sorting Hat to sort himself into Gryffindor. Minerva liked him very much. Harry had strong talents in spells and Quidditch, which he found in an accident before Halloween. A loyal and reliable partner.

He was a good boy, but he had no idea of ​​his fate, and I even refused to let anyone mention what happened in the future.I feel so guilty, Gail.

He should have a better future, he should graduate from Hogwarts, find a job, have a family, and have grandchildren when he is as old as you and me, but I cannot and cannot stop him from going on the path he has set.Sometimes I really want to confess to him, only to hear him reject me and refuse to accept his fate.

The boy you told me about, his brother, I sorted him into Hufflepuff.

Yes Gail, I picked him up from school.Sorry Gellert, I can only keep him. Without this child, the prophecy is incomplete.Moreover, I can't do this.

In order to observe him, I let him move into Hogwarts a month in advance.As soon as he came to school, he showed his attraction to dark creatures to the extreme, even in the Forbidden Forest - can you imagine, his first partner was the Acromantula, and then his brother.This child was in constant trouble and even had conflicts with the horse people, probably because the horse people also knew about it through astrology.

I realized that I had to guide him and not let him develop like Tom, but I always felt that he didn't look like a 10-year-old child, which was the complete opposite of the naive Harry.

Later, I gradually discovered that he was not that bad. He was studious and smart. Although he was a little cunning and easy to see through, he did not show the same extreme character as Tom. He even stopped the dark wizard from drinking unicorn blood.But until that day - you know I was doubting Quirrell's head - he told me that seeing Quirrell sometimes made his head hurt.

You must have guessed it.

Gellert, both of them must die.

I couldn't watch it happen, I thought there must be another way.As you said, there are deviations in the prediction. The child is not hopeless as predicted.

We might have other options, even if it means using my old bones.

your

阿尔

1991/12/24

Attached: a pair of wool socks

Albus

You are a fool!Even if it is Christmas today I will say it.

Thanks for the socks.

1991.12.25

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