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George smiled lightly, and was the first to break the deadlock, and said gently, "It seems that we all want to wait for each other to speak, but today, don't you want to say something? After all, this is your last chance to explain to yourself." ”

Dumbledore said lightly, "Who cares about such an opportunity, the experience of being regarded as an old madman by the wizarding world, for me, is not once or twice. ”

"It's not an unusual experience, as long as you live a little longer, a lot of weird and bizarre things, you will slowly go through them. Of course, none of this is a good experience. ”

"I've heard the rumors these days, I haven't been out of the house, but I can hear all the rumors. ”

He said calmly, "I prefer to listen to the opinions of the students rather than the speculation and doubts of the wizarding world, and these opinions are more meaningful to me. After all, when I became the headmaster and became the most powerful wizard in the wizarding world, it was hard for me to hear from the students what they really thought. ”

"Even in private, when no one is around, they deliberately avoid talking about me. This is not what I want to see, I want them to be brave enough to say what they think, how they feel. ”

"I thought you didn't care about the students' opinions. George said with some surprise, "Anyway, you don't look like someone who cares about the students' situation. ”

Whether it was from Dumbledore to indulge Voldemort's possession of Quirrell, or to allow the basilisk to attack, including allowing the Dementors to be stationed in the school, or even his initiative to resurrect Voldemort. Judging by a number of things, Dumbledore didn't seem to be someone who cared about the situation of his students.

"Not really. Dumbledore shook his head and explained in detail, "I just don't take their opinions as a reference, I care about their thoughts and situations, but I care more about my own plans. I've paid too much for these plans, and no matter what the cost, the plans have to go on. ”

"And that's the problem," said George, disapprovingly, "and you only have your own plans, and you never take the opinions and situations of your students into account, and you are only to blame for the situation you are in." ”

Whatever Dumbledore's plan was, whatever his plan came to be. When he tries to arrange the fate of everyone by himself, he will inevitably face everyone's resistance and become the target of everyone.

No one can orchestrate the fate of anyone else, whether it's their parents, or Dumbledore, or Voldemort.

"I didn't neglect the safety of the students, I made a lot of preparations, my plan didn't start hastily, I always tried my best to protect everyone's interests. Dumbledore said calmly.

"But there are always accidents, don't they?" said George lightly, "and when accidents happen, there are always sacrifices, don't they?" ”

He believed that Dumbledore was speaking from his heart, and he believed that Dumbledore had everyone's interests at heart, but what was the use? There are so many things in the world that can get the best of both worlds and give nothing.

How can it be so easy for a person to plan everything in private, and how can he really take care of all interests.

"But that's not what I intended, and in the end people will always know the truth. Dumbledore said calmly, "Do you want to know the truth?"

"Is there really a truth? do you think anyone will believe what you say?" said George, disapprovingly, "without trust, there is no truth." ”

He didn't really care what Dumbledore would say, he hadn't thought to question Dumbledore if what Voldemort said was true, if the prophecy was made up by Dumbledore, and if Lily was a trap in the first place.

Because the facts didn't matter, there wasn't enough trust between him and Dumbledore at all. No matter what Dumbledore said, he would just listen casually, there was no need to believe it. When there is no trust, the outcome doesn't really matter.

"Hahahaha", Dumbledore laughed desperately, laughing as hard as he could, and the hysterical laughter even touched his injuries and made him cough.

He tried his best to calm his emotions and said in a slow tone, "Yes, there is no truth, there is no truth. Who can calculate everything, if I really have that ability, why should I accept all this, why should I resist all this. ”

"I didn't count everything, Lily's protective charm didn't come from me, and if I really had the ability to teach others this protective charm, Voldemort would have been defeated much earlier. ”

Dumbledore said in a sincere tone, "As you have done, Lily has relied on her own talents and abilities to restore such a magical magic from some missing ancient books. It's her credit, not my machith. ”

Dumbledore looked into George's eyes, trying to see trust or doubt in his eyes, and he wanted to convince the young man in front of him who did not look like a young man.

But he was disappointed, and George's expression did not change, and there was neither trust nor doubt in his eyes. Like what he had just heard, just trivial little things.

Dumbledore continued, "I didn't make up the prophecy, it was a cold, wet night fifteen years ago at Hogsmeade's Hoghead's Bar. ”

"I was there to meet an applicant who wanted to be a teacher of divination, even though she didn't meet my desire to keep the divination class going. But the applicant was the great-great-granddaughter of a very well-known and gifted prophet, so it was the usual etiquette for me to go and meet her. ”

He thought back to the scene and said slowly, "I was disappointed when we met, and it seemed to me that she didn't inherit that talent at all. But I politely told her that she wasn't fit for the position. Then I turned and walked away. ”

Dumbledore stood up and walked over to a black cabinet next to the phoenix perch. He bent down. Pulling off the latch of the door, a shallow-bottomed stone basin was taken out from inside, and the edge of the stone basin was engraved with ancient characters.

Dumbledore returned to his desk, placed the meditation basin on the table, then raised his wand and pointed it at his temple, pulling out a few silver, cobweb-thin thought fibers that stuck to the wand, and placing them into the stone basin.

He returned to the table and sat down, watching his mind swirl and float in the meditation basin. After a moment, he sighed and raised his wand again, plucking the silver filament at the tip of the wand.

(To be continued.) )