After seeing Evan nodding, Hermione's crisp voice rang out in the room:

Remembering Albus Point Dumbledore, Ephias Dorjee.

I met Albus Dumbledore on the Hogwarts train the day I entered Hogwarts, when I was eleven years old.

We were both freshmen that year, and friendships were built the moment we entered the same box.

We are undoubtedly attracted to each other because we both feel like outsiders.

I contracted dragon pox shortly before I entered school, and although it is no longer contagious, I have acne on my face and blue complexion, and not many people want to approach me.

Albus, who came to Hogwarts under the pressure of notoriety.

Less than a year ago, his father, Percival, brutally attacked three young Muggles, causing a stir. Albus never tried to deny that his father (who was imprisoned for life in Azkaban) was guilty of this crime. Instead, when I plucked up the courage to ask him, he made it clear to me that he knew my father was guilty.

In addition to this, Dumbledore refused to talk about the sad matter, although many people tried to take his word for it.

Some even praised his father's actions with relish and concluded that Albus was also a Muggle-hater. But they couldn't have been more wrong, as anyone who knew Albus could attest to that he never showed the slightest anti-Muggle inclination. In fact, his insistence on defending Muggle rights and interests in the future created many enemies for him.

Within a few months of enrolling, Albus's reputation began to surpass that of his father.

Towards the end of the first school year, he was no longer seen as a Muggle-hating son, but as one of the smartest students the school had ever seen.

We have the privilege of being his friends and have benefited greatly from his example, not to mention that he has always been unsparing in helping and encouraging us.

He confessed to me years later that he knew then that his greatest joy was teaching.

Not only did he win various important awards from the school, but he soon maintained frequent correspondence with the most famous magicians of the time, including the famous alchemist Nick Lemay, the famous historian Bathilda Baghat, and the magical theorist Adbay Wolflin.

Several of his papers have appeared in academic journals such as Transfiguration Today, Charms Innovation, and Practical Potions Master.

Dumbledore's success at Hogwarts, and before he even graduated, he was already more famous than all the professors, and his future seemed bright, with the only question being when he would become Minister of Magic. In later days, although it was often predicted that he would take up the post, he never had the ambition to become a minister.

Three years after we enrolled, Albus's younger brother, Aberforth, also came to Hogwarts. Unlike the two brothers, Aberforth never liked to read, and besides, he liked duels and did not like to negotiate through reason to solve problems, which was not like Albus.

However, some people say that the brothers do not have a good relationship.

This is also not in line with the facts, although they have very different personalities, they get along quite well.

To be fair to Aberforth, it must be admitted that living in Albus's shadow is not particularly comfortable. As his friend, it is really demoralizing to always be overshadowed by him, and as a younger brother, it is certainly not much more pleasant.

When Albus and I left Hogwarts, we planned to travel the world as a companion, visiting and observing wizards abroad, as was the tradition of the time, before pursuing our respective careers.

However, tragedy fell from the sky.

The day before we left, Albus's mother, Candela, passed away, and Albus became the head of the family and a breadwinner.

I postponed my departure, attended Candela's funeral, and set out on a lonely journey alone.

Albus has to take care of a pair of younger siblings, and the family is struggling to travel with me.

In our lifetimes, that time is the least contacted.

I wrote letters to Albus, describing the strange things I saw during my travels, from the escape of Kemera from Greece to the trials of the Egyptian alchemists.

I may have been too unsympathetic to do so, because his letters rarely mention his daily life.

I suspect that for a wizard as good as him, it must have been boring and frustrating.

I was immersed in my travels, and towards the end of a year of travel, tragedy struck Dumbledore's house again, and his sister Ariana died.

I was shocked to hear that, despite the fact that Ariana had been frail for a long time, her mother had been struck by it shortly after her mother's death, and Ariana's two older brothers could not let go of it for a long time.

All those close to Albus, and I myself have had the privilege of counting them, agree that Ariana's death, and Albus's responsibility for the matter (of course, he is not actually guilty), is a shadow that he will not be able to escape for the rest of his life.

When I returned home, I saw a young man going through the pain of an old man who was not appropriate for his age.

Albus was more reticent and heavier than before.

What made him even more painful was that Ariana's death had not only brought Albus and Aberforth closer together, but had distanced them from each other. (The estrangement gradually improved, and they later re-established a relationship, which was undoubtedly friendly, if not intimate.) ）

Since then, Albus has rarely talked about his parents and Ariana, and his friends have avoided talking about them.

In the years that followed, his achievements would be described.

Dumbledore's vast contributions to the treasury of witchcraft knowledge, including the discovery of the twelve uses of dragon blood, and the wisdom he displayed in many judgments as the chief magician of the Wizengamot, will benefit posterity.

It is also said that no wizarding duel can compare to the battle between Dumbledore and Grindelwald in 1945.

Those who witnessed the decisive battle between these two extraordinary wizards described the fear and awe they felt at the time. Dumbledore's victory, and its impact on the wizarding world, is seen as a turning point in the history of modern magic, comparable to the introduction of the International Secrecy Act and the fall of the Mysteries.

Albus Dumbledore never pursued vanity.

He can always find something to be cherished in someone else, no matter how depressed and inconspicuous that person may seem on the surface.

I believe it was his early experience of losing a loved one that gave him great kindness and compassion.

I will miss his friendship immensely, but my personal loss is nothing compared to the wizarding world as a whole.

He is undoubtedly the most inspiring and beloved of all Hogwarts Headmasters.

He always worked for the higher good, both alive and dead, until the last moment of his life, like the day I first met him on the Hogwarts Express, where he kindly extended his hand to a young boy suffering from dragon pox......