[HP] Similar but different

The truth is indeed a long story.

In search of the Deathly Hallows, Grindelwald came to Godric's Hollow after being fired from Durmstrang.Dumbledore had just graduated that year and was facing a future where he had to take care of his younger siblings.But he is young and outstanding, with a bright future, so he can't help resenting his broken family for trapping him.

As a result, the two hit it off and began to discuss the idea of ​​wizards ruling Muggles, which they themselves called "for the greater good".

To realize this vision, the Deathly Hallows is the core.The Elder Wand, of course, is used to gain great power to rule the world; the Resurrection Stone, for Grindelwald, means the army of Inferi, and for Dumbledore, it means that he can give his siblings to his parents; Clothes, they didn't care much about it except that it was one of the Deathly Hallows.

Everything seemed perfect, but an accident happened.Because of indulging in those cruel dreams, Dumbledore neglected to take care of his sister Ariana.His younger brother Aberforth accused him of seeing his family as a burden, and Dumbledore didn't want to hear that truth.The argument quickly turned into a duel, and Grindelwald lost control.In the confusion, it is not known whose spell hit Ariana.

"Arianna... after being so lovingly cared for by my mother... fell to the ground and died." At this point, Dumbledore took a deep breath and cried.

Harry's head was in a mess.He had been told too much today - he had never known that Dumbledore had siblings, just as he had never known that the Dumbledores and the Potters were in Godric's Hollow.In contrast, the fact that Dumbledore and Grindelwald knew each other in the early years and shared a common language is obviously more unbelievable, as if some beautiful illusion has been shattered.

Even so, he reached out without hesitation and squeezed Dumbledore's arm tightly.

Dumbledore slowly controlled his emotions. "Then Grindelwald ran away, which I doubt anyone but me could have predicted. I stayed, buried my sister, and learned to live with the pain and guilt.

"Even later, I heard that he had acquired a powerful wand and raised an army. By then I had been endorsed to be Minister for Magic, more than once. But I remained at Hogwarts - fact I have proven unfit to hold power in my hands."

"But you must be much better than Fudge!" Harry said without thinking.

Dumbledore shook his head. "Really?" He raised his hand and wiped his eyes, "I'm not so sure. My behavior when I was young has taught me that power is my weakness, my temptation. It's safer for me to be a teacher, and I think I teach well—”

"You're the best!" Harry interrupted again.

"Thanks, Harry, you're very kind." Dumbledore nodded, his blue eyes brighter with tears. "People say he's afraid of me, but I think I'm more afraid of him. Oh, not of death, of course. It's the fear of the truth--I'm afraid that it wasn't just my stupidity and arrogance that caused Ariana's death, but that I had cast that deadly spell on her.

"I kept avoiding him, and I think he should know why. In the end, more and more people died, and I had to stand up and end it all. You know the rest of it."

There was silence in the kitchen.Harry thought about it, and understood why the Mirror of Erised was attractive to Dumbledore, and why Dumbledore understood how he felt about the mirror.But when he spoke again, he didn't ask Ariana's cause of death, or what Dumbledore thought he might have done wrong. "If I can persuade him to take out the soul-returning stone ring..."

Dumbledore shook his head before Harry could finish. "Although I haven't used the soul-returning stone myself, there can't be anything in this world that can truly bring the dead back to life." He said affirmatively, tears still glistening on his crooked nose, "No matter what magic is used, the dead No one will come back to us again."

Harry was silent for another moment. "Don't you want to try?"

This time, Dumbledore paused before answering. "Actually, I doubt it. If it was in front of me, I would still want to wear it. Even if there are traps on it, I would ignore it..." He shook his head again, heavy and sad. "It confirms again what I just told you, Harry."

Harry couldn't blame Dumbledore for that.Because he asked himself, he couldn't resist the attraction of seeing his parents with his own eyes: whether it was true or not, as long as it was possible. "Then..." He went through the matter seriously, "What should I do? If Grindelwald wants to use the Resurrection Stone to create an army of ghosts, then..." He stopped and thought again Wanted to call the question, "Tom might as well."

"You don't blame me, Harry?" Dumbledore asked without answering.

"Why should I blame you?" said Harry, looking into his slightly crooked half-moon glasses. "You did wrong things when you were young, but you've done your best to make up for it!"

Dumbledore made a noise that was somewhere between a cry and a laugh. "You may think I'm not trustworthy, because that's not an ordinary mistake. If you despise me for it, I deserve it."

Harry shook his head immediately, and suddenly thought of something again. "Who else knows about this?" he asked. "My parents..."

"I think they know," Dumbledore nodded, "that old Bagshot often visits your house."

Old Bagshot, also known as Bathilda Bagshot, Grindelwald's great-aunt, also lived in Godric's Hollow.As the author of the Hogwarts History of Magic textbook, she has a pretty good memory.

"And Sirius..." Harry asked again, the bad feeling that had just begun to grow stronger.

Dumbledore nodded again. "Lily, or James, may have mentioned it to Sirius." He admitted frankly, "It's normal for him to doubt me."

Harry read something deeper from the words. "He doesn't trust your judgment about Tom and me? Because you've made similar mistakes?"

Dumbledore didn't speak, but his remorseful expression answered everything.

This made Harry hesitate for a moment. "What you said to me last time here," he finally asked, "do you still think so?"

Hearing the slight shaking inside, Dumbledore's expression became serious. "I don't want you to doubt yourself, Harry."

"I just..." Harry struggled to find his words, "I always wondered if I was doing the right thing."

"Although I was worried that you would make mistakes and that you would follow my old path, in fact, you are different from me." Dumbledore looked at him with gentle eyes, "It's like the attitude towards the Soul Resurrection Stone. ——If I could get it, I would want to bring the dead back; but you immediately thought of how to prevent Tom from doing wrong things with it. I have no doubt that you are the most suitable owner of the Soul Resurrection Stone."

Harry thought of his parents, his godfather, and Voldemort. "When did Tom discover the Resurrection Stone?" He suddenly discovered this question, "If he had known that the ring was a Deathly Hallows, wouldn't he have made it a Horcrux?"

Dumbledore's eyes softened slightly. "That's a good question, Harry. In fact, I don't think he discovered the truth until he was resurrected." Facing Harry's surprised gaze, he continued: "The story of the Deathly Hallows is well-known in the magic world, but not in the Muggle world. no."

Harry sort of got it. "Then how do you know that he made the soul-returning stone ring into a Horcrux? Is it still a Horcrux now?"

"Oh, I guessed, Harry, but my guesses are never far off," replied Dumbledore. "As for the latter question, I think the answer is no—since he made the ring into a soul." He didn't wear it after the ring; but I've seen him wear that ring lately, twice."

"Twice?" Harry asked quickly, "When?"

"The first time, when he applied for the professorship last year," said Dumbledore, sighing softly. "As soon as I saw that ring, I knew he knew everything."

Harry thought about Voldemort's reaction when he discovered Dumbledore's past. "Uh..." He didn't know what to say.

"But it's not all bad," Dumbledore continued. "Tom never cared for what he didn't value. He was afraid of the dead, didn't understand love, and didn't know how powerful a whole soul is. At first, he was To get close to you for the Horcrux; but when you told me about his actions at the end of the fifth grade, I noticed that you had inadvertently enlightened him about where his biggest flaw is."

Harry now understood exactly why Dumbledore had agreed to allow Voldemort to teach at Hogwarts. "'Recognizing a mistake is the first step to repenting'?" He repeated what Dumbledore had told him.

Dumbledore nodded approvingly. "Although I don't know where he can go, if he expresses such intentions, I should give him a chance."

Harry couldn't help but recall his overly soft-hearted comments about Dumbledore.Only now did he realize that they were actually alike. "What about the second time?"

"The second time is what I told you the first time, Christmas Eve." Dumbledore said, "That day, the three of you set off to catch Peter, and I was still looking for the swamp you mentioned. I admit that I Don't really worry, I want to see what Tom is doing..." His voice dropped suddenly, "and then I found out."

Harry keenly sensed something bad in it. "what have you found?"

"Inferi army." Dumbledore frowned, obviously disgusted, "Tom sealed them under that swamp."

So, in fact, he walks over a lot of corpses every time without knowing it?Harry almost jumped up. "So he really..."

"Yes." Dumbledore affirmed, "I believe that his new pets—" he became more serious, "are far more numerous and dangerous than the original ones. But considering that few Death Eaters can Becoming a Ghost Rider, he does think he needs some dark creature to augment his power."

For a split second, Harry was furious.Voldemort really studied black magic behind his back... But after recovering, he realized something: "Where did the corpse come from? I haven't heard of anyone dying?"

"Oh, I think he can find a lot of them ready-made if he wants to." Dumbledore explained, "and he has the Soul Resurrection Stone, which means that most species with souls can be controlled by him after death, although to a certain extent unknown."

That didn't sound too good, and Harry shivered. "My parents..."

Dumbledore was not worried about this. "As I said just now, he is afraid of the dead, especially those who die under his hands. Unless necessary, he probably doesn't want to use those infernal corpses at all. Therefore, I have reason to believe that your parents are not among them. They have always been determined, and—" He looked at Harry with a clear look in his eyes, "If Tom knew the predicament you are facing, he would easily come to a judgment as to where to start is the correct solution."

Harry had never been so taken aback, and almost choked on his breath.He didn't mention Sirius to Voldemort again, but it was no surprise that the other party could guess it. "You mean..." Voldemort might have tried to use his parents as a way to convince Sirius?

"You just said that you want to know whether everything you have done is correct." Dumbledore continued, staring deeply at Harry, "although I have no right to judge you or ask you to do anything, but you can think about your What you want—I think you already know it in your heart—

"Have no mercy on the dead, Harry. Have mercy on the living, and most of all, those who have lived without love. Let there be fewer souls murdered, fewer families torn apart... If you think this is a great Value goals, then move on.”

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Note, the principal told Harry that the part of his past and the last paragraph refer to the original.