if i am not me

"Harry Potter:

You must be wondering how I know this secret, but it doesn't really matter.I don't know what happened to you, child, but the world is full of miracles.You are the miracle, and I, fortunately, have glimpsed the miracle.

Time is running out, and I don't have much to say to you.

You've already met James and Lily.Don't be sad, they love you so much that they have to take drugs to control their memory.After your accident, their situation was very bad, so I decided to take drastic measures.This is cruel to you, but the circumstances at the time made it necessary for me to make this decision.Their condition slowly improved after Leo was born, but they needed medication to stabilize at any time, thus creating the current situation.

Of course, don't worry, you're back, it's their best medicine.The recovery potion is with Severus, it's up to you to decide when to let them take it.

......"

Seeing this, Harry couldn't help tightening his hand holding the note.

Although he knew his identity long ago, Dumbledore's words still made Harry's eyes wet.

He is Harry Potter!

Loved by parents, by James and Lily, Harry Potter!

Draco obviously understood Harry's mood very well, and couldn't help but hug him tightly, "Your parents live next door to you now..."

When he heard that James and Lily were injured, Harry was so anxious that he ignored his notes and was about to get out of bed. Draco pulled him to get out of bed, "...It's a mental injury, and he hasn't woken up yet."

Mental damage...

"them……"

Knowing what he wanted to ask, Draco added, "Your father may have remembered something and kept saying your name. Your mother seems to have remembered seeing your father in this state, so..."

"Don't worry, Professor Snape is watching over there." Helping Harry wipe away the tears on his face, Draco tried his best to hold up a smile, "With him around, you don't have to worry."

Nodding, Harry calmed down and continued to look.

"...As I said, you are a miracle. Your secret help has saved us a lot of detours and protected many people. If it is not necessary, I actually don't want to let you in this situation Expose me, forgive me, boy, I don't have time.

Riddle's pace was too fast, and the situation couldn't allow me to slowly arrange it.I hope you can accept the apology of a dying old man for making such a bad move.Back then, as an elder, I failed to protect you, Neville, and your parents, and now I have to rely on you. I am very ashamed.But I think when you see this notebook, the matter has been satisfactorily resolved, and it will finally save you some trouble..."

Seeing this, Harry couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Dumbledore's power lies not only in his proficient spells and powerful magic power, but also in his ability to read people's hearts.

After contacting the clues obtained before, Harry figured out a lot of things.

When did he learn his identity, Harry didn't know.But in the past few years, he may have been observing himself, Neville, and even Draco, Hermione, Ron and everyone related to them in Momo.He understands their characters and knows what choices they will make under what circumstances.Therefore, there is an interlocking layout of tonight's scene.

Harry couldn't even imagine what the consequences would be if even one link was not connected.

Maybe he had other plans, but he also seemed to have expected that he would show up with that wand on the battlefield where he and Riddle were dueling.

He might even have guessed the secret of himself, that's why he recited the spell in public... the spell that freed him.

What a terrible scheming!

Riddle lost twice, and the defeat was not wronged.

Shouldn't people be thankful that such a person never thought of committing crimes, but instead dedicated his life to justice?

But at the same time, somewhere in Harry's heart suddenly relaxed.

He felt that his hatred for Dumbledore slowly dissipated as time passed, as he grew up, and as things developed step by step.

If he were Dumbledore, what choice would he make?

Harry didn't know.

Dumbledore's life is too magnificent - no one can replicate his experience, which has created the greatest wizard of our time, unique.

"...the last thing I want to say.

Harry Potter, my boy.

Live happily.The future belongs to you! "

The flamboyant handwriting came to an abrupt end here.

Harry looked at the last few strokes on the paper, slightly dazed.

To this day, he doesn't know how Dumbledore knew his secret.There are some things that he can't even explain clearly, but Dumbledore already knows everything, and even arranged many layouts based on this.

Is he so sure that I will help him?

He will never know the answer to this question, because the person who can answer this question has already died, and with more secrets, he has gone to the country that the living cannot go to.

"Anyway, he is at least well-intentioned." Drake felt a lot of emotion when he saw this.For a long time, because of his family, political status and other relationships, he has not been interested in Dumbledore. Even if he knows how powerful this old man is, the respect he shows is more out of awe and fear.

Due to his experience and vision, some of his ideas are unavoidably naive and biased.But after these few months, especially after jumping out of prejudice and looking at what Dumbledore has done for the Harry family, Neville, the wizarding world and the world in a bigger picture, Draco suddenly felt that he was not qualified to Judge the old man.

"He protected you, and he protected us."

"Ah."

The two didn't speak for a while.

Harry stroked the pages of the note, thought, and flipped through it.

He felt that it was impossible to write only about him with Dumbledore's temper, and there must be other things he wanted to explain.

"Sure enough, Dumbledore wrote something else." The notes are not thick, so the place where they were torn off is particularly abrupt.

"Who tore this page?" Draco touched the torn place, and it was obvious that it had just been torn off.

Harry thought for a while, "It must not be Dumbledore himself." How could such a meticulous mind make a mistake of writing and tearing up, and he did not leave any other traces afterwards.

"That's Professor Snape. Dumbledore trusts him very much. He has the recovery potion. He even brought this notebook to you. What did Dumbledore write, so we can't read it?"

"It's another secret."

"Hey...his secrets are really too many..."

And we may never know these secrets.