I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

During the decades when Gayward was transferred to the tower on Sky Island and imprisoned, he could actually count the number of times he saw Dumbledore on one finger.

He didn't see Dumbledore again until the battlefields in Western France and Germany in Europe began.

The environment in the tower was better than the prison he stayed in before, but not much better, otherwise the meaning of "imprisonment" would be lost.

A simple bed, a space that is not too big but not too small either, with a high ceiling unique to tower buildings.

But compared to his previous cell, the only difference was that the windows were larger, allowing him to see the stars.

Although many people don't know it, Gayward's astrology is actually very powerful, even so powerful that it can predict the future.

He foresaw the occurrence of World War I decades in advance and even planned to prepare for it.

Therefore, through astrology, he can even know all the major events happening in this world.

He looked at the sky on Sky Island, which was much brighter than the outside world, and always felt like he was going back to the past.

The days he lived on Sky Island were the happiest decades in his unlucky life.

Here, there is no need to quarrel with others, because the people here are either scholars or students who are like a blank sheet of paper.

There is no need to worry about any danger, because there is no safer place in the world than Sky Island.

Moreover, there are many close friends here who have no other interest conditions attached.

"Zhiya~"

The iron door was opened from the outside.

Gaward withdrew his eyes from looking at the stars, slowly turned his head and looked at Dumbledore who was standing behind the iron fence.

The starlight from the cell window reflected on his old face through the bars.

Gaward was silent for a moment, and then he joked,

"Dumbledore, you are as old as the bark of a tree now."

"So are you," Dumbledore said.

"We're about the same age," Gayward said.

After a pause, he sarcastically said, "You didn't come here specifically to see me, did you?"

Dumbledore lowered his eyes and remained silent. After a while, he spoke.

"I reviewed everything you did. Although your final idea failed to come true, it is undeniable that it was precisely because of your riot that the entire magic world began to formally think about what magicians should do. How to get along reasonably with ordinary people in the world.

The appearance of Merlin accelerated this. "

He slowly raised his head, "With your prophecy ability, you should have anticipated this possibility from the beginning, right?"

"What do you want to express?" Gayward mocked, "Do you think I'm a good person?"

Dumbledore shook his head, "I've just been wondering why you insisted on making things so big even though you knew Merlin might take action.

Now, I finally figured it out.

Because whether you win or lose, you have a purpose to achieve. "

"You really like to work on meaningless things." Gayward mocked.

Dumbledore was speechless.

Gayward stared at Dumbledore quietly, "So what if it is, so what if it is not? If you had known all this at that time, would you have fulfilled your original promise and stood by me?"

"We were all too naive at that time, and we did not think about the pain and sacrifice it might bring." Dumbledore said in a low voice, "I said at the beginning that as long as you are for justice, I will stand by you without hesitation. around."

"Am I not for justice?" Gayward asked.

"You are too radical, Gayward." Dumbledore said calmly, "Do you know how many people died in those riots of yours? Helen was seriously injured because of you and almost died!"

"Are there few people dying now?" Gaward mocked.

Obviously, he already knows about the war happening in the outside world at this moment.

Dumbledore didn't answer but continued.

"I have a chance to make meritorious service, and maybe I can reduce your sentence."

"Is it about the Dragon's Nest?" Gaward said.

Dumbledore didn't seem surprised that Gayward knew about the outside world after being locked up here for so long, so he just continued.

"What about your wishes?"

"What do you think?" Gaward had a hint of sarcasm on his lips.

Dumbledore didn't answer. He just silently took out a photo from his body and placed the photo on the ground along the gap in the fence.

"I will do it again tomorrow, and I respect your choice."

With that said, he closed the door again.

For a while, the cell became quiet again

Gayward paused for a long time, then slowly stepped forward to pick up the photo. When he saw the person in the photo, his eyes opened slightly.

It was a magical photo of a woman. She was standing in the yard, happily showing off her newly bought skirt to others. The woman was not very beautiful, but she could tell at a glance that she was very gentle, and her smile was very beautiful. Brilliant, like a little sun.

That's his mother.

Before entering prison, he suffered a punishment, which was to have the most important thing in his memory taken away.

He forgot what his mother looked like.

But looking at this photo, some past memories began to emerge in his mind - those things that were taken away from him by the Magic Association.

He caressed the picture gently, but said nothing.

Dumbledore had actually been seeking a commutation of his sentence over the years.

But obviously, with his reputation in the wizarding world as "children who cry", this is almost impossible, and the Magic Association has always been afraid of Dumbledore's reputation and excluded him from the center of power.

It is almost impossible to commute a sentence.

Gayward knew this friend very well. Although he was as intelligent as anyone, he was still too naive compared to those dirty politicians.

Although he has the ability to overturn the entire magical world, he is always willing to abide by the rules.

But he was able to get this thing back from the Magic Association. He must have made a lot of commitments.

Time always makes people think about many things. He actually has no hatred towards Dumbledore.

He was not surprised by the choice Dumbledore would make.

His parents were both servants of the nobility, and he also suffered humiliation in the aristocratic school, and he deeply realized the oppression and exploitation of the lower class by the upper class.

In fact, it is not just him, including Gaiward, who are also victims of the upper class.

For Dumbledore, the power possessed by magicians was even more terrifying than the nobles who controlled the economy, power and army.

In the face of the aristocracy, if the people really cannot stand the exploitation, they can take up arms and overthrow the government.

But facing the magician, there is really no way.

Because no matter how hard the nobles oppressed mankind, they could not completely eradicate the people's spirit of resistance.