In his previous life, Linde lived in a peaceful era in China, and he stepped on the tail of the 90s and kept up with the trend of the 00s.

Coupled with the fact that his family was fairly wealthy, this also led to him having one thing in common with most of the young people of that era. That is, to be in a mixed attitude towards many things, in other words:

If you have the ability, you can kill me.

In addition, he is already a person who has died once, and he has seen many things, so he maintains an indifferent attitude for the most part, and for other things, he is more insistent than the so-called adults.

Simply put, he has a fearful attitude towards many people in this world, even with Dumbledore, and the only thing he needs to be wary of is that he can't act like Tom Riddle with things like power, immortality, and bloodline.

Dumbledore would certainly be on guard against another Voldemort. For the rest, he intends to keep it as it is, and not to do the actions of three hundred taels of silver here, men should be generous in doing things, which is what he has always thought.

Just be a Muggle-born wizard who is fascinated by magic.

Dumbledore looked at the child in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little admiration in his heart.

When other children come here for the first time, they may be worried, afraid, curious, excited, and so on.

But few children will be like him, his eyes are not cowering, he sits in front of him generously, without any sense of restraint at all. Seeing that he didn't speak, he looked at his phoenix again, and he didn't know what he was thinking in his head.

He watched as the kid in front of him picked up the butterbeer, the milk foam on which was on his lips, making him look like a little old man with a white beard.

Not like a child.

There are not many people in the UK who can be so generous in front of him, and Fudge has to be careful in front of him.

He remembers Tom being the same when he visited Tom Riddle's home.

Do things quietly, down-to-earth and generous, and maintain a degree in many places. But his eyes are not so aggressive, there is no strong desire, even when looking at the only phoenix in the world, the emotions in his eyes are more like admiring a painting.

Unlike Tom, it reminded him of another person.

Himself.

The same was true of him when he was young, ignoring rules and contempt for dogma. He has a burning interest in everything in the world, and knows what he wants to do and what he wants to do.

"Linde, can I call you that?" Dumbledore looked at him kindly, and asked softly.

Didn't you call me that yesterday? Lind felt like a line of dots were punching out in his head......

"Of course, Professor." Lind took his gaze back at Fawkes.

"Haha, I thought it would be more affectionate to call it that." He smiled, "So, Linde, what do you think I'm thinking when I haven't slept so late?" Dumbledore pulled out a small drawer on the table, which was divided into various types of sweets.

"If you're not going to sleep yet, you can have some sweets. What do you want? ”

Linde waved his hand, he had no desire for sweets in the evening.

"I don't understand what you mean, Professor." Lind took another sip of Butterbeer, wondering what Dumbledore was trying to do.

"Haha, I want to ask you what you think a dying man would think. Or what do you think of death. Dumbledore smiled.

"I'd like to hear what young people think, maybe it will give me some inspiration as an old man." He blinked and looked at Linde expectantly.

"The professor is so energetic, he will definitely live a long life, how can he say that he is dying!" Lind laughed.

"I'm over a hundred years old." Dumbledore laughed.

Forehead! Hearing this, Linde couldn't wait to slap himself twice, saying that it was not good to say this.

Linde was a little helpless, probably he had made up his mind to listen to what Linde had to say.

Why did Dumbledore ask this question, was he worried that I would become something like Tom Riddle? Fear of death to the point of becoming a human being and a ghost, indifferent to life but fearful of death.

"Say, it's okay."

Dumbledore's voice was always so magical that Linde let her guard down before she knew it.

"What would you think!" Lind thought for a moment and made a few words.

"Maybe the professor is looking back on your past, occasionally secretly smirking at your accomplishments, and sometimes regretting the wrong things you have done.

Or maybe you're wondering what you're missing in your life that you want to do but haven't been doing. Lind said slowly, looking at Dumbledore's wrinkled face.

Apparently Dumbledore's answer had also frightened Dumbledore, and he paused for a few seconds before continuing. "To my surprise, I wondered what made you have these thoughts?"

"These are what my mother, Ms. Evelyn Augustus, told me before leaving.

She is a kind-hearted person who has adopted many children, including me, and given many homeless people a home in her life.

Last year, she closed her eyes forever in our town's hospital. She told me that during the time she was in the hospital bed, she often wondered if there was anything she hadn't done, and she would think back to what she had done good or bad.

And ......," Lind said halfway through, rubbing his temples uncomfortably.

"So I'm guessing you're looking back like her, reminiscing about the past." Lind didn't continue. Although the environment makes people want to talk, that's all he wants to say.

Seeing Lind say this, Dumbledore nodded contentedly.

"You're right, I get proud every time I think about my achievements in magic, and I secretly laugh when I think about the adventures of my youth." Dumbledore took a large sip of Butterbeer and laughed as if he were actually chatting with an old friend.

"Linde, if there is such a wizard, he has a strange disease and dies soon, so he frantically seeks a way to save his life, and even does not hesitate to commit heinous crimes and wantonly slaughter lives.

So what do you think of his behavior. Dumbledore asked again.

As soon as he asked this question, Lind basically determined Dumbledore's purpose, and there was no doubt that he was asking about his attitude towards life and death. He's guarding against the next Tom Riddle.

How to give the answer to the wizard in front of you.

It was unrealistic to say something big, and even if Dumbledore didn't have a mind for him, there was another way to know if he was lying.

I'm going to give an answer that I approve of, and that the white wizard in front of me also approves.

To be honest, it's not that hard. You only need to work on the wording, and then add your eleven-year-old appearance......

Linde's brain began to spin at high speed, the wine glass in front of him began to fill up again, and Dumbledore took the time to peel off a piece of honey candy.

"I can't accept this wizard's actions." Linde snapped.