[Comprehensive] The correct posture of fooling the savior

"When my sister was six years old, she was attacked by three Muggle boys. They saw her doing magic through the hedge in the back garden. She was a child, and she couldn't get away with it, not even a wizard at that age. I guess, The boys were frightened by what they saw. They squeezed in through the hedge, and my sister couldn't tell them how the magic worked, so they lost control and tried to stop the little monster from doing magic again."

"What they did ruined her and she never came back to normal. She didn't want to use magic, but couldn't get rid of it. The magic went inside her and drove her crazy, and when she couldn't control it, The magic just works on her. She can be weird and dangerous at times, but most of the time she's cute, timid and harmless."

"My father went to settle accounts with those bastards, taught them a lesson, and ended up in Azkaban. He never said why he did it. If the Ministry of Magic knew about Ariana's condition, she would be imprisoned. Imprisoned for life in St. Mungo's Hospital. They will see her as a serious threat to the International Statute of Secrecy because she is deranged, and when she gets out of control, her inner magic explodes."

"We had to keep her safe and hide her. We moved, lied about her being sick and my mother took care of her and tried to keep her calm and happy."

"Then, when she was 14 years old...she had a fit of temper again, my mother wasn't as young as she used to be, and it turned out...it was an accident, Ariana couldn't control herself, and my mother was killed."

Harry felt a strong sense of sympathy and resistance. He had never known that this had happened to the old headmaster...

"I'm not saying this for your pity or sympathy, Harry." The old principal noticed the change in Harry's demeanor. He stared at Harry for a while, but his expression didn't look agitated, but calm and indifferent, "If Let me be honest, in that year, the year I graduated, my mother died, I had to give up my plans to travel the world and go back to Godric's Hollow..."

There was a pause in his words, and finally he continued frankly and indifferently: "I resented it all at the time, Harry."

"You know, when I was young, I was very talented, but I had to be trapped in such a small place. I wanted to escape, I wanted to excel, I wanted to shine..."

"Don't get me wrong," he said, the pain on his face making him look old again, "I love them, I love my parents, I love my brothers and sisters, but I'm selfish, Harry, Very selfish."

"After my mother passed away, I was responsible for taking care of a disabled younger sister and a wayward younger brother, and I had to return to the village full of resentment and pain. I thought I was trapped, wasting my time day after day, and later, needless to say ,he came……"

"Gellert Grindelwald." Dumbledore said with a wry smile, "You can't imagine how his thoughts attracted me and inspired me. Muggles were forced to submit, and we wizards were proud. Grindelwald and I are Glorious young leader of this revolution."

Harry held his breath.

"Oh, I had a little scruples, but I comforted my conscience with empty words. It was all for the greater good, and any harm done would do a hundredfold good to the wizarding world. Deep in my heart Do you know what kind of person Gellert Grindelwald is? I think I know, but I turn a blind eye. As long as our plan can be realized, all my dreams will come true..."

"What happened after that?" Harry couldn't help asking, his heart seemed to be aroused, "What happened later that you... you came to this situation?" Divided, duel, imprisoned, there is no room for it?

"Later..." said Dumbledore, unconsciously tightening the quilt with his left hand, "since I met someone as smart and talented as me, taking care of Ariana became secondary. We spend all day Brewing up plans for a new wizarding order, hunting for the Hallows, doing all the things we're very interested in."

He laughed self-deprecatingly: "For the grand plan, for the benefit of the entire wizarding world, what does it matter if a little girl is ignored?"

"My brother, Aberforth, was very angry about this. He had a better relationship with my sister and cared more about her. He told me straight up that I couldn't leave with Grindelwald because my sister was not doing well and I You have to stay and take care of her, not take her out of here."

The old headmaster seemed to be telling these stories for the first time. There seemed to be surging emotions floating under the words, and they were forcibly suppressed: "This is the truth, but I don't want to hear it. Gellert is more angry than me, he said Well, Aberforth is trying to be a stumbling block between me and him, once we change the world so that wizards stop hiding and Muggles stay safe, my poor sister won't have to hide anymore .”

"The argument escalated into a duel. Grindelwald lost control. Something about him—something I've always felt, but always pretended not to notice—exploded horribly at this moment. Arianna  … …after such loving care and care from my mother … fell to the ground and died.”

The old man's words were choked, and he seemed extremely uncomfortable.He paused for a long time, so long that he almost twisted the corner of the quilt in his hand, and then continued with difficulty: "And I... don't even know, dare not face it, who killed her..."

Harry clutched Dumbledore's arm tightly, his face pale.Putting himself in his shoes, he dared not imagine that if...if he had quarreled with the Dark Lord and caused Sirius to die...

The old man slowly controlled himself, and his tone calmed down: "Later, Grindelwald ran away, which was expected by anyone but me. He disappeared, with his plan to fight for power, and he abused Muggles and his dreams of finding the Deathly Hallows, which I had encouraged and assisted him in. He escaped and I stayed and buried my sister, learning to pass the day with guilt and utter grief .”

"That's the price of my shame."

Following Dumbledore's narration, Harry's face turned pale little by little.Professor Dumbledore looked at the pale-faced Harry for a while, and added a closing sentence gently: "I really understand that kind of attraction, Harry. Even I was once so madly attracted, moths fluttered How can you be blamed for being attracted to Voldemort when you flew towards Gellert like fire, ignoring everything that was wrong?"

It sounded like a consolation, but Harry didn't feel comforted.He summoned up his courage and asked with difficulty: "...Professor, what if, if the conflict hadn't broken out between you two, what if your sister was still alive? Is it possible...is it possible for you to make it to the end?"

"Ah, 'if', what a wonderful word," said Dumbledore, laughing, with a sense of youthful playfulness, "I have thought about it countless times, assumed it countless times over the years... After all, I How close is our heart to him! We have also made vows and promised countless wishes, but in the end, we have come to such a tragic point of public decisive battle. What if that conflict never existed? If Ariana is still alive alive?"

He stretched out his left hand, put it in front of his eyes, and stared at the curved texture in his palm: "After all, on the surface we are so similar, the same ambition, the same talent...Why can't we go to the end?"

Dumbledore's words stopped, he raised his head and looked at Harry with regretful eyes: "Harry, I know what answer you are expecting, but I regret to tell you that at that moment, all possible Options all point to the only way."

"We are fundamentally different. I may be confused by his ideas for a while, but not forever."

"That conflict was just an introduction, which triggered the explosion in advance; but, even without that introduction, we would have come to the point of breaking up in the end."

Harry's face turned even paler, and he asked urgently, "Is there really, really no possibility at all?"

"Yes. There is indeed such a slight possibility." Dumbledore said, blinking, "You see, now I almost see the possibility of being with Gellert. We are all old and about to enter the At the end of my life, I will see Arianna, and I can finally sincerely repent in front of her and repent of my mistakes. Time has erased all love and hatred, two old men who are about to be abandoned by the times, and What can be entangled? Cherish the remaining time and live a good life."

There was no trace of blood on Harry's face.

"What's more," Dumbledore continued, with that slight smile on his face, "I'm cursed now, I can't even use magic, hey, maybe I'll go see Merlin tomorrow , don't cherish the remaining time, what else can I do? I still owe Gellert my life, after all, he worked so hard to bring me out of Nurmengard, and he can also save me from such a terrible curse Wake up, this is a great favor, I may have to use the remaining life to pay him back. Haha." At the end, the old man laughed out loud.

Harry didn't smile.

He couldn't smile at all.

His brain turned desperately, trying to find the loopholes in Dumbledore's words: "No... no... there may be another way..."

Dumbledore blinked.

Will and Hannibal fell into darkness together, Sherlock and Moriarty broke apart decisively, and Dumbledore and Grindelwald didn't see a chance of being together until they were dying.If all roads are so tragic, then...then he and the Dark Lord...

Harry tried to pull his thoughts out of the tangle: "What if, what if, what if Grindelwald was willing to give in for you?"

While sorting out his thoughts, he said: "He will not force you to leave your sister. He can keep in touch with you and wait patiently until your brother graduates. Your brother can take care of your sister, and then you can be with Grindelwald together..."

The author has something to say: "Yes, yes," sighed Dumbledore, "what a perfect path...almost the best path imaginable."

"Unfortunately," Dumbledore said helplessly, "Let me be honest with you, Gellert didn't love me that much at the time."

"I was at a low point in my life at the time. My parents died when I was just an adult, and I was trapped in the narrow Godric's Hollow with my hands and feet along with a younger sister who couldn't take care of herself and a younger brother who couldn't take care of herself. I had no choice but to be in a prison, like a drowning man clinging to the vine of Gellert."

"And what about Gellert? He is free, casual, flamboyant, wanton, passionate, he cannot be restrained, and he is unwilling to take responsibility. He was attracted by my talent, wanted me, but Didn't care about my family at all, didn't care what I would lose for it."

"No matter how much I love him, I have to say that Gellert was extremely selfish, narcissistic, self-centered and controlling," Dumbledore said with a wry smile. "He sensed my need for him, and he tried to Lured me away, his patience is limited, he doesn't even want to wait..."

"Ah, all of this was finally detonated by that quarrel." Dumbledore gestured, "With a 'bang', it exploded into fireworks."

Harry's heart seemed to shatter with the bang.

He asked in a hoarse voice: "...Then, then, do you think he... Can he make some concessions for me..."

They all knew who he was referring to.

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The author has something to say that the typesetting is not very good, I hope everyone will not feel uncomfortable after reading it.

Added 500 more words, as a supplement to the apology for the late update yesterday and some dialogues taken from the original.I'm really sorry >.

Visually, I have to work overtime during Qingming, and I saw the little angel saying that I will be on vacation for six days... [Death is like ashes.jpg]

PS: The flags of BE have been filled, and the flags of HE will start to be inserted in the next chapter.Run wildly for HE~