The sun came out: a vast and pure, colorless sky above Harry's head. But it didn't matter what predicament he was in at the moment. Harry sat in the doorway of the tent and took a deep breath of fresh air. It should be the best thing in the world to be alive like this, watching the sunrise on a shining snowy hillside, but he had no intention of appreciating it.

Voldemort ...... Far more powerful than them, and the worse thing is that he seems to have just lost his biggest reliance on Voldemort.

He looked down at the snow-covered valley, the silence broken by the distant chimes of church bells. His fingers unconsciously pinched his arm, as if trying to ease the pain.

Harry had bled many times before, once lost his right bone, had already had injuries to his arms and forehead, and the trip had added new scars to his chest, and not only that, but also Vanlin......

To be exact, it seems that Van Lin has been able to stand up for every accident, but now it seems ......

When he was in the first grade, he almost cut off his palm with a cutting charm, and in the second grade, he almost died in that pool, and later ......

It seems too many to count, but only one thing is certain, and every time, it's about him...... Harry potter?

Harry looked down at the wand in his hand, it didn't fit very well, but it was the guarantee that Van Lin had given him.

In addition to Dumbledore, Van Lin had been protecting him, and it made Harry feel like he had done a lot more than Dumbledore.

But now it seems that it can't be done, Fanlin's injuries have become more and more serious every time, and he has lost his biggest support.

Harry looked at his hands earnestly, he had never felt so weak before, helpless and helpless, as if the strongest magic in him was gone.

He knew very well what Hermione would say if she heard him describe the situation: that the wand was as good as its owner.

But she was wrong, his situation was different.

She didn't understand the feeling of a wand spinning like the pointer of a compass, striking golden sparks at the enemy's body. He lost the protection of his twin wands, and he didn't know how important it was to him until the wand was gone, even though Van Lin said he wanted to make one for him, but after all, it wasn't his choice.

Silently, Harry pulled the shards of his wand out of his pocket and stuffed them into the pouch that hung around his neck from Hagrid.

Now the bag is too full to hold the tattered and useless stuff anymore. Harry's hand fumbled for the old golden snitch in the sack, and he struggled for a long time before he decided to take it out and throw it away.

Like all the incomprehensible, unhelpful, useless things that Dumbledore had left him.

Harry's anger at Dumbledore erupted like a volcano, burning in his heart and taking the place of all other emotions.

Desperation forced them to convince themselves that the answer was in the valley of High Servic, that they should go back...... It was believed that these were the only secret clues Dumbledore had left them, but there was no map, no plan.

Dumbledore left them alone to grope in the dark, battling unknown and unimaginable opponents, alone, for no reason, and at a terrible cost, they had no weapons, and Harry lost his wand again.

Worst of all, he also lost the photos he stole and now it couldn't be easier for Voldemort to find out who he was. Voldemort has gotten all the information.

"Harry?" Hermione timidly appeared behind Harry's back, and she blew off Harry's wand as if she had stripped her of her status as a wizard.

"Are you awake?"

"Yes......" Hermione said hesitantly, leaning in.

"How's Van Lin?"

"He said it wouldn't get in the way, but ......," Hermione said, putting down what she was holding in her arms and handing Harry the hot tea she had prepared.

"Thanks," Harry said, taking a cup of hot tea. "So...... How's it going?"

"He's got a fever, and I've treated him with white fresh, but the visceral injuries are a mess......" Hermione whispered.

"He'll be fine, he's a great alchemist in his own right, and his potions are better than all of us. Harry was silent for a moment, saying that he didn't want to hurt Hermione, and that he had faith in Van Lin, and that they had survived the worst of the situation.

"I know, he's asleep, I'm not worried about you......" Hermione hesitated, Harry holding a wand that didn't admit him, obviously, if something went wrong.

"Oh, no, I'm fine, you should be with him now. ”

Hermione didn't speak, just sat down next to Harry, with her back to the tree.

"Can I talk to you for a while?"

"No...... Okay......" Harry nodded, not refusing.

"Harry, you want to know who's in the picture, okay...... I have this book. Hermione timidly put the book on his lap.

This is a plain book—The Life and Lies of Albus Dumbledore.

"Where... How did you have this book...?"

"I found it in Bathilda's living room, where it is...... This piece of paper is placed on top of the book. Hermione read aloud the scathing, sarcastic opening lines.

"'Dear Bathilda, thank you for your help, this is a copy of the book, I hope you will enjoy it. Maybe you don't remember, but you did talk a lot about it. Rita. 'I think the book was already here when the real Bathilda was alive, but maybe she didn't read it carefully?'

"Well, I guess that's the case. Harry looked down at Dumbledore's face and felt a rush of wild joy: now that Dumbledore was out of his mind, he would know things he would never talk about to him.

"You're still mad at me, aren't you?" said Hermione.

He looked up and saw that her eyes were wet again, and he knew that his anger must be on his face.

"No," he said quietly. "No, Hermione, I know it was an accident. You're so good that you're trying to get us out of there alive, and if you hadn't helped me then, maybe I'd have died a long time ago. I was just...... I just feel like I'm not strong enough...... Forget it......" He smiled at Hermione's tearful smile and turned his attention to the book.

The spine is still stiff and has apparently never been opened. Harry flipped through the pages of the book for photographs, and immediately found a young Dumbledore and his handsome buddy laughing at a long-forgotten joke.

Harry's gaze rested on the instructions.

Albus Dumbledore, shortly after his mother's death, and his friend Gellert Greenwald......

Harry stared at the last few words for a long time...... Grindelwald. His friend Grindelwald.

He looked at Hermione, who was still staring at the name, as if she couldn't believe her eyes. Slowly, she turned to Harry.

"Grindelwald!" Ignoring the other photos, Harry flipped through the book to find the name that was suffocating him again. He quickly found it and couldn't wait to read it, but he couldn't understand it: he had to turn to the previous one to know what he was talking about, and finally he found the chapter: "Great good deeds." ”

Harry and Hermione immediately began to read: as his eighteenth birthday approached, Dumbledore had left Hogwarts with a series of jaw-dropping glories...... Academic performance with full honors, President of the Student Council, winner of the Barnabas Finckley Award for Special Contribution, representative of the British Young Magicians in Wizengamot, Gold Award for Pioneering Contribution at the International Alchemy Conference in Cairo, etc.

According to the original plan, he had planned to go on a great trip after graduation with his school friend, Efia Dogo, nicknamed "Dog Gasp".

But the day before the two of them prepare for a trip to Greece at London's Leaky Cauldron Bar, the owl brings the sad news of the death of Dumbledore's mother.

"Dog Gasp" Dogo, the guy who refused to be interviewed by the author of the book, tells the public about the sad scene that follows.

He described Kedra's death as a bolt from the blue, and a devastated Dumbledore abandoned the long-planned trip. Dumbledore then immediately returned to his home in the High Jersey Valley to "take care" of his younger brother and sister.

But in fact, how much real care did he give them?

"He's definitely a headache, Aberforth," described Elid Smith, who lived in the valley of High Chole, "and he's becoming less and less educated, and admittedly, you'll feel sorry for a son whose parents have died, and the way he wears that broken hat all day long makes you feel pitiful for him." But I don't think there's anything wrong with that. Then again, I rarely see the two brothers together. ”

If Albus wasn't taking care of his young brother at this time, what was he doing? I think the most likely answer was that he was watching over his sister as he always did.

Therefore, although the first offender under house arrest Ariana has died, the appearance of Dumbledore has not changed her situation in the slightest. Her existence is still only known to a very small number of outsiders like Dodge "Dog Gasp". And many more people are just prevaricated by excuses like "she's not in good health".

Another family that knew the story was the family of Bathilda Basshat, and yes, the famous historian who had lived in seclusion in the High Jersey Valley for many years. Kedra, of course, ignored Bathilda's welcome to their family when she first moved to the town, however, many years later, Bathilda sent an owl to Albus, who was still a student at Hogwarts, to exchange some information about his paper on the transformation of species in Transfiguration Today. It was from this contact that she and the Dundedo family gradually became acquainted.

Until Kedra's death, Bathilda was the only person in the High Pitcher Valley who had a decent relationship with Mrs. Dumbledore.

Unfortunately, Bathilda's former demeanor is now gone, "she lit the fire, but there was nothing in the pot," Ivor Dillensberg told me, and, as Elier Smick rudely described to me, "she is now sluggish like a nut hidden by a squirrel." ”

Still, I was able to gather enough details from her through various methods to be able to connect the dots on the whole story. Like everyone else in the wizarding world, Bathilda attributed Kedra's sudden death to a spell, and Albus and Aberforth said the same thing in the years that followed.

Bathilda also mentions Ariana of the Dumbleder family, saying that she is "frail" and "weak". However, the elixir I used on Bathilda taught me something more interesting, because she, and only she, knew all the untold secrets of Albus Dumbledore's life. And these first revelations of the inside story must have made all his admirers question him: his hatred of the dark arts, his opposition to the suppression of Muggles, and even his devotion to his family, all of which were only illusions.

That summer, when Dumbledore returned home in the High Concer Valley, he became the breadwinner of an orphaned family, and Bathilda Baghata often brought Albus to her home to play.

It was there that he first met her grandnephew, Gellert Grindelwald.

Grindelwald's name should be famous: he has always been at the top of the list of the most dangerous dark wizards, and the reason why he is not at the top of the list is only because the appearance of the "mysterious man" later robbed him of the honor that should have belonged to him.

Grindelwald's claws have never touched England, so the process of his rise is not widely known.

A graduate of Durmstrang in Durmstrang, a school notorious for condoning the dark arts, Grindelwald showed great magical talent at a young age, like Dumbledore. However, he did not devote his energy to the pursuit of honors and medals, which he had no interest in. When he was old, Durmstrang found that he could no longer turn a blind eye to Gellert Grindelwald's rambling experiments and fired him.

The next verifiable record of Grindelwald to date is that he "traveled around the world over the course of several months".

It is now surmised that Grindelwald chose to visit his grandmother, who lived in the High Tier Valley, and what he gained there, to the surprise of many people, was none other than the close friendship he had with Albus Dumbledore.

"He's definitely a charming boy in my eyes," Bathilda muttered, "no matter what he becomes later." Naturally, I introduced him to poor Albus, a child who had tasted the vicissitudes of life prematurely. The two boys hit it off at first sight. That's it.

Bathilda showed me a letter from Albus Dumbledore to Gellert Grindelwald in the dead of night, and has been kept with her.

"Yes, they had been talking all day long since they met—two brilliant young men, and they met late—and I often heard owls flying in and out of Gellert's window, and it must have been a correspondence with Albus! he must have had some new idea, and he couldn't wait to share it with Gellert. ”

So what's their new idea? Albus Dundeledore's loyal fans may find this news sensational, but that's okay, let's take a look at what their seventeen-year-old hero is discussing with his new friend.

Gellert - I think your view that wizarding rule is "for the good of Muggles themselves" is a key point.

Yes, we are empowered, and there is no doubt that this power allows us to make the rules, but it also requires us to have a sense of responsibility for the rules. We must emphasize this, it is the cornerstone of our cause. When we have a conflict of opinion – that is bound to happen, it has to be the basis of our debate. We need to hold fast to the belief that "for great good works."

From this point of view, if we encounter resistance in the future, we will simply use force to suppress it and nothing else, and it is necessary. (That's the mistake you made in Durmstrang!) But I won't blame you, because if you weren't fired, we'd never know each other.) )

......

At this point, Albus's admirers must have been amazed that the letter had made secret decrees and established rules for the wizarding world to rule Muggles, what a blow to those who had been singing high for Dumbledore......

They had regarded Dumbledore as the greatest defender of Muggle rights! But how pale in front of this conclusive evidence of how to defend Muggle rights! How contemptible Dumbledore's image was, when he was supposed to be mourning his mother and caring for his sister, he was busy plotting how to expand his power! Undoubtedly, the last apologists of Dumbledore might have said that he wouldn't, at least, he must have changed his mind after a struggle of ideas, and thus did not act on it.

However, the facts that follow are even more appalling. Just two months after their new friendship, Dumbledore and Greenwald parted and never saw each other again, and their reunion was the world-famous duel of the century (see Chapter 22 for details).

What made them turn against each other? Was it Dumbledore's conscience, or did he tell Greenwald that he didn't want to carry out his plan anymore?

Alas, neither.

"I think it was the death of poor Ariana," Bathilda said. "Her death was a heavy blow. Gellert was staying here when it happened, and he ran to my room trembling and told me he wanted to go home tomorrow. He looked very sad. So I gave him the key to the port, and that was the last time I saw him. Ariana's death brought Albus to the brink of collapse. It was terrible for the brothers. They lost all their loved ones except each other. It is not surprising that the heart has become irritable. Aberforth blames Albus, just as one would do in a terrible situation. But after all, Aberforth has always been a little crazy to speak, poor boy. But even so, it was a bit too much for him to break the bridge of Albus's nose at the funeral. How heartbroken it would be for Kedra to see her two children fight like that, let alone next to her daughter's corpse. It's a shame that Gellert didn't make it to the funeral...... Otherwise, he could at least comfort Albus......

The bitter quarrel next to the coffin, known only to those who attended Ariana Dumbledore's funeral, raised some questions. Why did Aberforth Dumbledore keep condemning Albus for his sister's death, was it just grief-grief, as Bathilda defended him, or was there something deeper that caused him to flare out of the blue?

Grindelwald was expelled from Durmstrang for a near-lethal assault on his classmates, and fled in a hurry after the girl's mysterious death, and Albus (out of shame or fear?) never saw him again until he was forced to confront him after repeated pleas from the wizarding world.

Neither Dumbledore nor Grindelwald seems to have mentioned their brief teenage friendship since. However, there is no doubt that Dumbledore hesitated to attack Gellert Grindelwald after five years of life and death.

Was it the lingering friendship or the fear that they were once best friends that would make Dumbledore hesitate? Was it just because Dumbledore was unpopular enough to arrest his once-disobedient friend? So how did the mysterious Ariana die? Was she an unintentional victim of some kind of dark magic ritual? Did she stumble upon something she shouldn't have discovered, such as the two young men's efforts to gain fame and power? Is there any Ariana Dumbledore that?" for the great good deeds"?