Judging whether a wizard is good or bad based on whether it is dark magic or not is too hasty.

Black magic is indeed made up of all kinds of negative emotions and magic, but it is not only used to hurt others or do bad things.

In the same way, the so-called white magic and ordinary spells are not all used for good things. Magic itself is not good or bad, the key lies in the thoughts of the wizard who uses it, and the key to determining whether a wizard is a dark wizard is whether the wizard itself is evil, not what kind of magic he uses.

Of course, because of their cruel and evil nature, dark wizards have no scruples about using dark magic, and are much more comfortable than normal wizards.

That being said, the fact that Dumbledore had dabbled in the Dark Arts was unusual, at least for Harry.

Looking at Dorjee, who looked pained and flustered, Harry was sad.

He didn't care if Dumbledore dabbled in the Dark Arts or not, he himself used the Dark Arts to vent his hatred.

When a person is in extreme anger, it doesn't seem like much of a thing.

But what he couldn't accept was the meaning of what Rita Skeeter said in the newspaper could be true, Dumbledore had studied the dark arts with the dark wizard Grindelwald, and he had wanted to overturn the Law of Secrecy and establish wizarding rule over Muggles.

It then goes on to show that Dumbledore's hatred of the dark arts and his dedication to Muggle protection are false.

Fake, all fake!

Harry was cold, his impression of Dumbledore's image, Dumbledore's philosophy and what Dumbledore had said to him was not necessarily true, there might be something false in it, Harry thought of such a possibility, he found that he never seemed to know the headmaster well.

Compared to the confused Harry, Evan knew more.

This kind of thing, Dumbledore really can't explain or explain to others, and he is also determined to bear the pain alone and say nothing.

As far as Evan knew, there was a time when Dumbledore was obsessed with the Dark Arts.

He and Grindelwald became close friends, and together they explored the mysteries of magic.

Young Dumbledore knew Grindelwald's claims well and knew what he would do with the magic they had studied together, but he didn't care at the time.

Anyway, Evan is not very sure, and I don't know if it's appropriate to evaluate Dumbledore like this, but from what is known so far, the young Dumbledore does not have such a strong sense of justice and responsibility, he is annoyed because he is forced to stay at home to take care of his younger brother and sister, he is very good, he thinks that he should not be tied by the family, and he is not willing to waste his talents, Grindelwald's appearance makes his life hopeful, so the two equally talented wizards are inseparable in those two months.

Perhaps it was because they were attracted to each other's talents, perhaps because they saw their own shadows in each other, or perhaps for some other reason, Dumbledore and Grindelwald, two of the greatest wizards of our time, met and greatly advanced the development of magic in those two months, and also influenced the pattern of the wizarding world for the next century.

If nothing happens, Dumbledore might have joined Grindelwald as the Dark Lord and established their ideal new order in this world.

But an unexpected tragedy happened, when he accidentally killed his sister Ariana, Dumbledore suddenly came to his senses.

Since then, the two great wizards have gone to different opposite sides, and that shocking duel ensues.

In the end, Dumbledore won the duel.

This doesn't necessarily mean that he is stronger in magic and strength than Grindelwald back then, but in some ways, he is stronger than Grindelwald. In the Headmaster's long-standing philosophy, it was love, and Dumbledore knew more about it than any Dark Wizard.

Voldemort didn't understand what love was, Grindelwald sacrificed love for the greater good, and Dumbledore felt love with his heart.

So, in that amazing duel that everyone talked about but had no onlookers, he won the final victory.

Dumbledore's immortality lies in the fact that he made unforgivable mistakes as a teenager, but he eventually confronted his darkness and became the greatest wizard of all.

"We don't know much about Dumbledore's past, Harry, but I think there are things that I can simply look at and understand at face value. "If I were to say that everyone makes mistakes, and Dumbledore in his youth was no exception, the key is the courage to admit his mistakes and what he did afterwards." Rita Skeeter may write something real, but it's just as worthless as a fake, you know her, her purpose is to attract public interest so that she can sell her book, so the more shocking things are, the more she will satisfy her appetite, and she will even deliberately hide some important facts or make up some ambiguous words in order to achieve the effect, Rita Skeeter ......"

"Rita Skeeter?!Are you talking about her?oh, I like her, always read what she writes!" A shrill quack interrupted Aven's words, and Ron's Aunt Muriel clutched a glass of champagne, the feathers on her hat fluttering up and down, "You know, she wrote a book about Dumbledore!"

"Hello, Muriel!" Dorjee said, "yes, we're talking about it......"

"Yes, give me your chair, I'm a hundred and seven!" The other red-haired cousin of the Weasleys jumped up from the chair in a panic, and Aunt Muriel spun the chair around with amazing force, placing it between Dorjee and Aven, Harry, Hermione, and Elaine, and then sat down.

"You guys, have we seen them before, the goblins, you all look the same, who can tell the difference!" Aunt Muriel looked at Evan for a moment, as if remembering them, and then gave up, he turned to Dorjee and said, "Alright, Epheas, let's talk, what were you talking about Rita Skeeter? Did you know that she wrote a biography of Dumbledore? I can't wait to read it, I need to remember to order one at the Blotted Bookstore." ”

Hearing this, Dorjee's face sank and his expression stiffened.

But Aunt Muriel drank the wine from the toast in one gulp, and snapped her fingers at a nearby waiter with her bony hand, asking for a full pour.

She took another big sip of champagne and hiccuped before she said, "There's no need to look like a frog specimen! I'm not a young man now, I don't know anything!