[HP] Control Tool Recycling Center

Unlike the previous tense atmosphere, Dumbledore was waiting peacefully in the room, playing with the braids on his beard.

"Everything is on the right track, right?" He raised his eyes, looked at Tanai who walked in, and asked unhurriedly: "Our backup plan didn't even work."

The corners of Tanai's mouth raised slightly, and it could be seen that she was in a good mood: "Although there have been some minor changes, in general, it's almost smooth, which is amazing."

"In this case, has your mentality changed?" Dumbledore blinked, took out a piece of fudge from his robe, unpacked it on his own, and handed it to the girl: " Do you feel a little more relaxed?"

Tanai took the candy and put it in his mouth: "...Although that is the case, the sense of urgency is actually stronger. I believe you have the same thought, after all, that person..."

"Tom." He nodded: "In the face of an overwhelming downturn, it is indeed easy for him to make some irrational actions. I remember, you said before, he is now in Riddle in Little Hangleton Village In the old house?"

"Yes." Tanay paused for a moment, and then added: "But I guess, after a heart-pounding meeting, he will probably switch positions."

As she spoke, Dumbledore stuffed a lemon drop into his mouth and narrowed his eyes happily: "Honeydukes' new candy is really good-I guess, you'd like to put this thing Let us know the first time, because he will change positions, right?"

"Yes." Tanai nodded generously: "I'm worried that Snape will repeat the previous choice again, and I'm even more worried that he will try to rush there alone and fight Voldemort to the death."

"Although this actually has a great chance of winning?" Dumbledore smiled.

"...Although the chances of winning are actually the greatest. If you can gather a small team of the Order of the Phoenix and lead the team to strangle it yourself, then he will definitely make the headlines of the Daily Prophet again." She said: "But I have to think about Harry, Harry is the highest priority for me."

"Taller than you." Dumbledore shook his head.

"Yes." She said calmly, "I thought this was our consensus."

"I'm afraid not." The principal smiled kindly: "I always thought that everyone's priority with you is higher than your own. I have to ask again, are you sure you want to die with him in your own way?"

"But the danger Harry faces is higher than everyone else." Tanai said, she didn't answer the second question, but frowned slightly, and began to look around indiscriminately.From what she knew of the old man, he wasn't the type to repeatedly mention something from the past, which was obviously an abnormal behavior.

——Unless, he just wanted to guide her to say something for others to hear.

"I'm sorry, child." Dumbledore sighed: "Our cognition has deviated in two things."

Tanai's eyes became more vigilant. With some bad premonitions, she began to focus on observing the shadow area in the room, trying to find some clues.

...Although, she would prefer to find nothing.

Dumbledore looked at her calmly, and said: "First, I suspect that so far, the person who makes Tom feel the creepiest and wants to deal with it quickly is probably another Potter. Second, I don't agree The attitude of hiding everything from other people, who have a right to know what's going on around them."

Tanai pursed her lips, and she said softly: "You are right, but in terms of selfishness, I hope that they can live a little easier...I see you, Harry."

Behind the armchair by the fireplace, a boy pulled off his invisibility cloak and stood up.

His sister sighed a little, then walked over quickly, the smile on her face became a little helpless.She reached out and wiped the big teardrop on his cheek with her fingertips.

"Don't cry, Harry." She said gently, "Things haven't gotten to the worst of it yet."

The 15-year-old Mr. Porter realized with bewilderment that his eye sockets were heating up slightly, and the water droplets gravitationally slid across his skin before falling to pieces on the floor.

He can't cry, he thought.He is the elder brother, the savior, the one who is prophesied to defeat Voldemort.The most important thing right now should be to let his sister stop these dangerous thoughts first, and then he will go to Voldemort and kill him.

He must be able to kill that man.You have to find him first, then use the spell.What spell would work.Can the Three Unforgivable Curses work?His chaotic brain was thinking about these things vaguely, but his body didn't obey orders at all, and was still crying uselessly.

"I'm sorry," he said, "Tanai."

I don't seem to be able to be a reliable older brother.

Tanai had to give up the meaningless act of wiping. She stood on tiptoe and hugged the boy: "It's okay. Harry, you are only 15 years old."

"You are only 15 years old." Dumbledore added casually while peeling off the third piece of candy wrapper, "You are 7 minutes younger than him."

"Thank you for the reminder." Tanai tried to restrain his emotions and nodded to Dumbledore.She didn't even bother to think about the headmaster's actual intentions in saying that - anyway, Harry had to take a second blow after his words fell.

Dumbledore still maintained a kind and gentle smile, he squeezed the fudge in his hand, raised his arm, and then let go.

The fudge bounced on the ground, but soon stopped rolling, and lay quietly on the ground.At the same time, she also suddenly noticed that the candy she put into her mouth just now had completely melted.

But amid Harry's choked up sobs, Dumbledore blinked at her, then left the room calmly, and closed the door behind him.

She paused, then patted Harry on the back.

"Harry, would you like to sit down and talk?" she said. "If you want to know, I can tell you too."

"About most of my secrets."

Blind concealment, meaningless hopes, coupled with occasional clues, will only make him gradually shattered by endless, wave-like pain; spread out all the truth in front of his eyes, let him face the truth directly. All unfortunate, but may be a better choice.

She was too close to him and wanted to protect him too much, but gradually forgot some more important things in the process.

Harry won't be broken.

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The author has something to say:

There has always been an unavoidable problem in Tanai: too strong a desire to protect.

Lao Deng has hinted many times, but Tanai didn't realize it even once. He has nothing to do.

I saw readers say that the author replied to every comment, which seemed very idle and noisy. The jellyfish has always been careful (and painful) to restrain the number of comments.

But jellyfish is a social terrorist level chatter, let's just say, if the little angel doesn't mind, can I get back to the way I was before, I want to reply to every comment, I want to reply to every comment, I'm dying (raises hand tremblingly)