good man story

It was already winter when Albus visited.When she entered the door, Sylvia was sleeping on the sofa, covered with a thick blanket.The office is not particularly cold, the whole building has released a constant temperature spell, and someone will bless the spell every day.Albus sat on the side without saying a word, just looking at Sylvia, and looking at Sylvia now, he felt that he had figured out all the things he couldn't figure out.

Bella saw Albus, needless to say it was uninvited.If Albus wanted to come in, no one could really stop him.

"It's not a good habit, Mr. Dumbledore." Bella said, not too much of a complaint, and Albus blinked innocently, saying something that wasn't exactly polite.

"It seems that you really came back for Sylvia."

"You're thinking too much." Bella said, walked to Sylvia, bent down, and whispered, "Wake up, someone is looking for you."

Sylvia opened her eyes, both of which were bloodshot.Turning over, she didn't see Dumbledore sitting on the side, but saw Bella, and muttered softly, "Let me sleep again..."

A sticky voice, with a crying voice.Bella sighed, Sylvia has always had trouble getting up, and this problem has not been corrected for so many years, since she was a child.

"Stop making trouble, get up, someone is looking for you."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sleepy, let me sleep a little longer..." Tears were squeezed out, Bella sighed, to some extent she was really lucky, and she was the only one who could see Sylvia cry Most of the time, it was when Sylvia was woken up.

"I'm so old I still cry."

"Woo, I don't remember..."

"Get up, Dumbledore is looking for you."

"No... Let him make an appointment..."

A little tantrum broke out, and now Sylvia is really a child, so hypocritical as much as she wants.

"...He came uninvited, and no one can stop him." Bella said, feeling sorry for her own Sylvia.Albus is also true, why don't you come here after talking about it in advance.

Sylvia was a little more awake. She rubbed her eyes, wiped away her tears, and sat up. However, she moved so violently that her neck became stiff.The throbbing pain, and the tears just wiped are a little bit full.

"what happened?"

"Neck hurts..." Bella sighed from the bottom of her heart because of the aggrieved voice. No matter how powerful Sylvia was, she would always be the same Sylvia in front of her.The magic power in his hand gathered on Sylvia's neck and rubbed it twice, "Coffee or tea?"

"Coffee, sleepy."

This is really obedient, how can he look like the cold-faced king described by people?Bella packed the blanket and put it in a side cabinet and went out, coming in with hot coffee in about a minute.Sylvia took it over and listened to her say, "I told them not to come in first, you can talk slowly."

"Ah."

Sylvia nodded and started drinking coffee.This time, only Sylvia and Albus were left in the huge office.

She drank the coffee in one gulp, and the disposable paper cup bulged into a ball and hit the trash can accurately.While yawning, he sat up from the sofa and asked, "What advice do you have for Mr. Dumbledore's visit?" Asking knowingly, the coldness changed in a second.At the moment, it is indeed a bit like what people call a cold-faced king.Sylvia leaned back on the soft leather chair, her face was cold, but she looked very lazy.

Albus marveled.

"Sylvia, I really hope we can have a frank talk."

"I've always been honest. You are the one who is not honest. You did not disband your Order of the Phoenix as I said." Sylvia said forcefully, but also very bluntly.It wasn't polite to Albus, but Albus didn't mind that.Maybe Sylvia needed to pretend to be in front of him many years ago, but now, even Albus has to admit that Sylvia doesn't need it anymore, and he is willing to admit that between him, Voldemort and Sylvia In the meantime, the first person to lose was him, Albus Dumbledore.

"Can you tell me, Sylvia, who exactly did you put in the Order of the Phoenix?"

He came to find him a showdown.Sylvia thought, but couldn't make a laugh.It was so strange, obviously she was looking forward to this day, but when this day came, she didn't have any joy of victory.

"Albus, it's the Auror's business to eliminate demons and defend the Tao." Sylvia said so, and was silent for a second. She abandoned all calculations, all thoughts, and said what she shouldn't have said.

"I know you want Voldemort to die, but all I want is to keep the wizarding world. I don't need to monitor you, and I don't need to monitor Voldemort. The existence of the Auror Headquarters is for the stability of the wizarding world. Any law-abiding wizard Citizens are what we want to protect. Again, you are just a principal."

"Voldemort's power is beyond your imagination."

He knew Voldemort better than anyone else.Albus thought so, and believed in it, he thought it was an advantage, and this advantage could defeat the incomparably powerful Voldemort.

Sylvia didn't want to deny this.She knew that Albus knew about Voldemort, but she wasn't going to let Albus think he didn't.

"Albus, do you know who made Voldemort?"

"What do you want to say?" Albus asked this question seriously.Sylvia looked into his eyes and gave an equally serious answer.

"It was you who made Voldemort, I don't want to say your declaration of love, that doesn't make sense, Albus, it was you who made Voldemort see the power of worship, you gave Voldemort the means to achieve his purpose. In Voldemort Before, people's trust in you was almost blind, they were willing to give everything for you, even their lives, they supported you unconditionally, trusted you, and you are just one person." Sylvia paused, looked at Ah Unthinking meditation completes these words.

"This is the beginning."

What Sylvia said was right, people believed in Albus and believed that he could not be wrong, even the Ministry of Magic was willing to trust him unconditionally.And Voldemort saw this, he used faith, he used worship.

"As long as humans make mistakes, Albus, you know better than I do."

All people make mistakes, no matter how great he is, he cannot escape this.No one can understand more deeply than Albus, his unknown things, his secrets that are not penetrated by people, and those irreparable mistakes.

Albus didn't want to reflect on his life at this moment, so he continued the conversation.The clear eyes are less calculating and more honest.

"Charles taught you well."

"you flatter me."

"So, do you want people to believe in the Auror Directorate?"

Sylvia shook her head.

"I want people to trust me, Albus, the wizarding world is not a man's garden, it's a country. I can understand what you're thinking, if things go on like this, someone else will come and take your place after you die, When Voldemort dies, someone else will take his place, and the end result, the end result of this place, is destruction."

This is a fact, everyone has to fight for their own interests, pure bloods don't know what is contentment, ordinary people just want to be content with the status quo.Magic is amazing. Wealth is in the hands of a few people, and power is also in the hands of a few people. Everyone is endlessly satisfying their own desires, endlessly creating chaos, and endlessly causing casualties.

"The number of wizards is small, far less than Muggles. Muggles can fight wars and civil wars, but they have many families. They fight for ten years, 20 years, even if they fight for 100 years, Muggles will not become extinct. What about wizards? "

It is not an exaggeration to say that the population of wizards is one thousandth or one ten thousandth.In the Muggle world, land, coal, and oil are resources to be robbed.And the resources that are really robbed in the wizarding world are wizards.

Albus was silent, and Sylvia did see this more clearly than anyone else.

"If I want to attack Voldemort, within three years, he will definitely die. You are nothing more than thinking about Horcruxes." Sylvia glanced at Dumbledore when she said this, and sure enough, Albus still thought she Don't know about Horcruxes.However, Sylvia didn't mind this, and continued, "The reason why he is kept is because he still has his role."

"Sylvia, your ambition is too great." This is a very honest sentence, and after being shocked by Sylvia's knowledge of the Horcrux, Albus pointed it out calmly.To be honest, it won't do any good to give power to someone who is too ambitious.Rights are such a nurturing thing.

Sylvia nodded, not denying it at all.

"Without ambition, there is no development. Albus, I admit that I would be jealous."

"Jealous for what?"

"Jealous of Muggles." Sylvia looked at Albus, who was on the side, as if she said it casually.

"They don't have magic, but they can develop faster than us. They don't have power, but they can create weapons that can destroy the world. They don't have special things, but they can live better than us. What is the life of a working family in the wizarding world? Poverty What is family life like, and what is pure-blood family life like? The so-called tradition may be of high value, but if tradition cannot make life more convenient and comfortable, then it is worth noting the tradition." Sylvia said and sighed He breathed a sigh of relief, "Muggles have begun to use more effective and convenient communication tools than wizards, and wizards are still using letters to communicate, Muggles have opened up to the world, but wizards are still standing still, and because of a stupid and worthless The problem is war. This is an era of rapid development. If you don’t make changes, you will be abandoned by the era one day. Abandoned by the era means that Muggles will discover the existence of wizards, Albus, even if I don’t want to admit it , I also have to admit that a greedy Muggle is more terrifying than a greedy wizard."

Albus didn't think Sylvia was lying, and although he didn't spend much time with Muggles, he did very much agree with it.Greedy Muggles are worse than greedy wizards.

"You said this to me, does that mean that you already know what kind of changes you want to make? Then, Sylvia, how can I be sure that you will not be blinded by your ambition one day."

"Xenophilius believed me, and Harry Potter believed me, Albus, I can only tell you that all I want in my life is one word."

"I hope you can tell me seriously."

"With a clear conscience."

The author has something to say:

A certain one: The point of view is very sharp, but don’t you think it’s a good thing that tradition can be preserved?

Sylvia: It’s a good thing, but it depends on what kind of tradition you want to keep. How many people will be left after the fight? The reproductive ability is not strong. I can’t wait until the day I die. People were slaughtered.

A certain one: You have to think of it this way, you have magic.

Sylvia: Magic is nothing but a scumbag with negative five-point combat power. Even if you have supernatural powers, you are still a mortal body. A white knife goes in and a red knife comes out. Can you live?

A certain one: Uh...can I live...

Sylvia: I can live a fart.

A certain one: ...No, that’s not what we were talking about at the beginning, but your political awareness.

Sylvia: Don’t talk about politics with me, brat, first raise your IQ, oh, sorry, if I didn’t say it, your IQ is just like this, I’m sorry to insult you.

Someone:  …