"Actually, I'd prefer to use the portkey for the Ministry's pool," Dumbledore helped his crescent-shaped glasses, "The statue of the golden wizard in the pool, you just have to point your wand at him and say 'Mentos', and a portkey will appear, but now that the Ministry of Magic is in the midst of a power transition, it's not convenient for me to use it, after all, they have a lot to do tonight." ”

"You mean Owen, Mr. Harris?" Harry asked, licking his lips, vaguely feeling that Dumbledore and the Harris family might not be close.

"Apparently our Minister Fudge was completely at a disadvantage in this fight, when he denied Tom's return. Dumbledore led Harry as he made a quick move towards the Headmaster's office.

Thinking of Alan, who had been a friend since Muggle days, Harry was even more saddened, what if he had been empowered, nothing was more important than having a living family by his side. It's like they all call themselves immortal boys, saviors, and so on, but he'd rather use all of them to keep his parents by his side.

Dumbledore's gaze that seemed to be able to read through people's hearts made Harry look away a little uncomfortably, "Everyone's pursuit is different, and in some people's minds, it is worth sacrificing something for the greater good, and in fact I would make such mistakes. ”

"Harry!" Ginny, who was waiting in the headmaster's room, saw Harry's figure, didn't care about the ill-fitting magic robe on her body, let its hem drag on the ground, went straight to Harry, and hugged Harry, Ginny's sudden enthusiasm made Harry think of Mrs. Weasley instantly, he was a little embarrassed, patted Ginny's back, and gently broke free from Ginny's embrace.

Ron glared at his sister, but then laughed and hit Harry on the chest with his shoulder, only to find that his best friend was in a trance and didn't respond to it.

Neville and Flegg gathered around and asked in surprise, "Headmaster Dumbledore, are you coming back?"

"Yes, Mr. Longbottom and Mr. Brown. Dumbledore winked at them and said kindly, "I think you can talk to Harry later, you should go back to your dorm now and change into more decent attire, I'm not officially reinstated yet, so don't worry I'll deduct your house points for violating your curfew." ”

"But Harry, isn't he going with us?" Ron asked, eager to know the situation, "and their clothes haven't been changed back yet, and I only have this one ......"

A perceptive Ginny tugged at her brother's robe, knowing that Dumbledore clearly had more important things to talk about than their clothes.

"I think the Ministry of Magic will take care of this soon, but I need to borrow a moment from your Harry and talk to him a little more......" Dumbledore walked to the chair behind the large desk.

Several people glanced at each other, said a polite goodbye to the headmaster, and walked out of the headmaster's office in an ill-fitting robe, and Flleg, who walked at the end, thoughtfully closed the door.

"Sit down. As he entered the Headmaster's office, Harry was looking around when a cup of hot tea flew in front of Harry.

Harry fiddled with the teacup in front of him and took a sip politely, but he didn't have the heart to taste the tea at this time, although the hot tea did warm his whole body when it fell into his stomach, but as he calmed down, the unreality of what happened to Eren began to subside, and his mind was occupied by what Dumbledore had said about Alan.

Dumbledore just watched Harry Potter calmly and gently.

Noticing the Headmaster's gaze, Harry's voice was bitter. "Professor, is it true that Alan can't come back? Falling into that veil, is there really no chance of survival? I mean, if the mysterious people can come back, is it possible for Allen?"

"Harry, fall into that veil, no one will come out of it alive. We have to accept the fact that Eren has left us forever, that death is nothing but another great adventure, and with his bravery, he will go on. Dumbledore's gaze looked directly at Harry, his expression kind, "None of this is your fault, Harry. ”

Harry didn't say anything, Alan was so good and powerful, he never thought he would leave them so early, what about Hermione now, how sad she should be, Harry felt that he was a little shameless to see his friend, if he hadn't begged Alan to go to the Ministry of Magic for his godfather, maybe the chances of the Harris family would have changed, at least if he hadn't fought in front of the curtain, maybe Alan wouldn't have died.

"This is actually the choice of Alan and the Harris family behind him, even if it is not you, even if it is not today, the showdown between Alan Harris and Voldemort is imperative. I've tried to convince him not to be in such a hurry, if he can slow down a little longer, he might be more accomplished than every wizard you know. Dumbledore continued to enlighten Harry, and he couldn't help but feel a little sorry for himself, "Harry, it's normal for you to feel this way, it's part of human nature. ”

"Hey, Dumbledore? Obviously, a wizard with such talent and strength will not listen to you, in fact, I think that even the vast majority of ordinary wizards will not listen to you unless the time comes. The portrait in the headmaster's office, Phineas Nigelus Black, could not help but stop pretending to be asleep, and said slyly, "But that light-haired blonde boy is the second bad boy! Otherwise, in my opinion, you will have to raise another ...... of the Dark Devil."

"That's enough, Phineas. Dumbledore raised his hand to stop the portrait, and Phineas, who had apparently been stunned by Alan with a stun charm because he didn't say a word, was still a little unconvinced, but he just held his mouth and didn't continue to speak.

"Harry, you're a true Gryffindor, and you don't have peace of mind hiding at home when you believe someone else is in danger. But it's not your fault, if I had spoken openly and honestly to you before, you would have known that Voldemort was trying to lure you to the Department of Mysteries, and you wouldn't have been fooled there last night. Of course, the Harris family may have planned this for a long time, and the fault is not on you alone, but on everyone. Dumbledore pressed his finger to his head, looking a little tired, "Harry, I owe you an explanation, as the Headmaster, I am also responsible for Alan's affairs, because I now realize, as he reminded me before, that the things I have done and have not done about you have the shortcomings of older people. Young people don't know what older people think, and they don't know how they feel, but if older people forget what it was like when they were younger, they are very wrong...... Looks like I can't remember it lately......"

The tea in Harry's hand was already cold, but he didn't realize it, he stared at Dumbledore and almost held his breath, he could barely understand what the other man was saying.

Dumbledore lowered his hands and looked at Harry through his half-moon glasses, "It's time, it's time for me to tell you what I should have told you five years ago." Please sit down and I'll tell you everything. I just ask you to be a little bit patient. Then you can be mad at me...... You can do whatever you want...... I won't stop you after I'm done. ”

The sun was rising, the mountains were shining with a dazzling orange light, and the sky was white, shining brightly on Dumbledore, on his silver eyebrows and beard, on the deep wrinkles of his face.

The Headmaster of Hogwarts stared out the window at the sun-drenched ground, and after a moment his gaze returned to Harry. He said, "Harry, five years ago, as I had planned and hoped, you came to Hogwarts safe and sound. Oh...... Not completely unharmed, you suffered. When I left you at the door of your uncle and aunt's house, I knew you were going to suffer. I know you're going to have to go through a dark and difficult decade to do so—I know that Voldemort's knowledge of magic is probably more extensive than any living wizard today. I also knew that once he regained all his powers, I was afraid that even the most complex and powerful spells I used might not be able to beat him. ”

Harry stared at Dumbledore intently, but didn't speak.

Dumbledore unconsciously took his eyes off Harry's green eyes, "However, I also understand where Voldemort's weaknesses are. So I decided that ancient magic should be used to protect you. He understands it, he despises it, and he always despises it...... And because of this, he paid the price, and I mean, of course, your mother gave her life to save you. She gave you an unexpected, long-lasting protection that is still in your blood to this day. So, I trust your mother's bloodline. I gave you to her sister, her only surviving relative. ”

"She doesn't like me. Harry immediately said, "She didn't give me a little ......"

"But she took you in," Dumbledore interrupted, "she may have taken you in reluctantly, unhappily, reluctantly, complainingly, but she accepted you anyway, and in the process, she kept the spell I cast on you." Your mother's sacrifice has made the bond of blood the most powerful screen I can give you. As long as you can call home the place where your mother's blood is present, you will not be disturbed or harmed by Voldemort. Voldemort caused her blood to leak out, but it is still on you and her sister's body. Her blood becomes your refuge. As long as you still call it home, you'll need to go back once a year. At the same time, as long as you are there, Voldemort will not be able to harm you. Your aunt knows this. I left the letter at the door of her house, and I explained in it what I had done to you, and she knew that leaving you at home would ensure that you would be safe for the past fifteen years. ”

Seeing Harry get up, Dumbledore raised his hand again to interrupt Harry: "Harry, everything is not accidental, it all happens for a reason. Voldemort wanted to kill you when you were a baby because of a prophecy shortly before you were born. ”

Harry was asking about his aunt and mother, but Dumbledore suddenly talked about the prophecy, which made him a little confused, although he had vaguely known from some previous events that there was a prophecy related to him, and even the shelves full of prophecy balls in the Department of Mysteries he was led to tonight were obviously done by Voldemort in order to get a prophecy related to him.

"Actually, I don't need to take the prophecy ball for this prophecy, I can tell you. That prophecy was heard with my own ears. Dumbledore sighed and took out his meditation basin, then pulled out a stream of silver, spider-thin thoughts from his temples and put them into the basin. Professor Sybil Trelawney emerged from the basin, her voice low and hoarse, "The man who has the power to defeat the Dark Lord has approached...... Born in a family that resisted him three times, at the end of July...... The Dark Lord will mark him as his arch-rival, but he will have powers that the Dark Lord does not know...... And one of them shall die at the hand of the other, for not both shall live, but only one shall live...... The one who has the ability to defeat the Dark Lord will be born at the end of July......"

"There were two people who met, one was you and the other was Neville Longbottom. He ended up marking you as a fierce enemy with his own hands, leaving you with this scar. Dumbledore said, pointing to the scar on Harry's forehead.

"Why did he do that?" said Harry, feeling chills and stiffness all over his body, "why did he choose me? Why did he kill me when I was a child? He should have waited for me and Neville to grow up and see who was more dangerous, and then try to kill that man—"

"Yes, that's probably more practical," said Dumbledore, "but Voldemort's knowledge of that prophecy is incomplete. Halfway through the prophecy, Severus was discovered, and he was thrown out of the house. ”

"Snape, did he tell Voldemort?" a rage piled up in Harry's mind.

"Professor Snape, Harry, he didn't know that the man was referring to you, and he didn't have a moment of peace of mind for the rest of his life. "He only heard the beginning, which was the prophecy that a boy would be born at the end of July, whose parents had resisted Voldemort three times. Therefore it is impossible for him to remind his master that attacking you will transfer power to you and label you as his rival. So Voldemort didn't know that attacking you was dangerous, Harry, you were the savior, the only one who had any hope of defeating Voldemort. ”

Dumbledore asked Harry softly, "I think Professor Snape has already told you about the connection between this scar and Voldemort, and you should know why I asked your godfather and your friends not to contact you much at the beginning of your summer holidays - although I changed my mind later." ”

Harry raised his eyes and saw Dumbledore's sad and tired face, Harry muttered, "Yes, they all revealed some information to me in one way or another, but unfortunately I just couldn't learn Occlumency...... Alan once told me not to blindly indulge in a prophecy that predicted the future, and he said that prophecy and divination should only be used as a means of reference. ”

"As Alan told you, Harry, prophecy doesn't always come true, or it will come true in ways that we don't even expect or even perceive - though it's convenient if you're just using it to find something that already exists. However, Harry, Alan had a different opinion of some of my practices and attitudes towards this prophecy, and he misunderstood me that I didn't really believe in divination and prophecy myself, and I even considered canceling the course at Hogwarts at one point until I met Professor Sybil Trelawney to make this prophecy. Dumbledore's voice was originally quite low, but after speaking of the prophecy, his expression showed a hint of relief, "I was actually very worried that Alan would make this prophecy chosen by Voldemort himself accident, but today he fell into the veil, which makes me feel very sorry and blame, but it also makes me more convinced that you are the one who defeated Voldemort in the prophecy." ”

Harry immediately thought of the end of the prophecy under Dumbledore's guidance, and blurted out, "The end of the prophecy...... It seems to be about ...... Two people can't both live......"

“...... Only one survives, you have what it takes to defeat the Dark Lord, and after he marks you as a fierce enemy, you are the only one who can defeat him in the end. It's not me, it's not Alan, it's you, Harry Potter. Dumbledore allowed himself to look back into Harry's green eyes as he spoke, and then he slurred a little more, "I think I owe you another explanation, Harry, you may have wondered why I didn't choose you to be a prefect?" I must admit...... I think more...... You already have too many responsibilities to take on. ”

Harry glanced up at him, and saw a tear slip down Dumbledore's cheek and into his long gray beard.

Although he didn't know what strength he had, his trust and admiration for Dumbledore gave him courage, and he said to Dumbledore in a firm tone: "I must be the one who survives to the end between me and Voldemort!

"If Alan hadn't been in such a hurry...... Before he finished speaking, Dumbledore and Harry's eyes suddenly looked out of the window, a silver-white hare patronus jumped directly through the window, and Tonks's cheerful voice came out of its mouth, and the loud voice was extremely inconsistent with its small size: "I saw that Alan Harris is back, he is still alive!"