Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort - Chapter 264

c264 What’s important is what kind of person you want to be

“Albus?”

Grindelwald stared at the shadow for a long time before he was sure that it was the person he had been thinking about day and night.

But just as he was about to walk up, he found that Dumbledore’s shadow had disappeared next to the grave.

It was just his illusion, a dream bubble, and before he could get close, it was pierced by the sharp reality.

At this moment, Grindelwald’s longing for Dumbledore reached its peak.

How he wanted to see Dumbledore again with his own eyes, how he wanted to talk to him again, how he wanted to tell Dumbledore that he and Cyrus would soon avenge him and eliminate the hidden threat Herpo, so that he could sleep peacefully and no longer have to worry about the affairs of the living.

How he wanted to tell Dumbledore in person that he would find him soon and they could embark on an adventure together.

In fact, there is a portrait of Dumbledore in the headmaster’s office. Dumbledore died very suddenly, but he usually had the habit of taking out his memories from his brain, filling those memories into the portrait, and creating a “Dumbledore”.

However, Grindelwald knew clearly that it was not him at all. He had never met Dumbledore’s portrait once in such a long time.

It was a false thing, just a bunch of memory filler!

“But I know what is real.” He slowly walked to the edge of the grave, leaned against it and sat down again, and then tremblingly took out a black stone from his sleeve.

It’s the Resurrection Stone again.

This ominous stone appeared in the story again.

This is the one left by Dumbledore. That night, Herbo took the Elder Wand after killing Dumbledore, but left the Resurrection Stone. So the Resurrection Stone fell into Grindelwald’s hands.

He had endured for so long, until today, until Cyrus was about to cross time to completely destroy Helbo, he took out the Resurrection Stone, he thought he could rest easy now.

He didn’t know that behind Helbo was actually the god of death, because after he gave the power to Cyrus, he almost fainted, and when Ginny passed the information to Cyrus, it was also passed directly to Cyrus’s mind through the diary.

“No one will disturb our good night, Albus.”

He said, and turned the Resurrection Stone in his palm three times.

Then, this night at Hogwarts seemed a little different, and there was a layer of hazy things diffused in the castle. It was like a thin layer of silver mist, it seemed heavier than everything in the world, and it seemed very light, lighter than life, heavier than the soul!

Grindelwald had lost his magic, but he could still imagine that there must be an old man at this moment – he was wearing his favorite wizard robe, which looked a little bloated, but exquisite, with complicated decorations on it – he was wearing a wizard hat, but it was not worn straight, it was crooked, and he looked a little restless – he was wearing gold-rimmed, crescent-shaped glasses, and the delicate lenses were placed on his nose that was crooked several times –

He was Dumbledore!

His eyes were blue, more beautiful than the frozen black lake, and the light it reflected was the light of wisdom; he had a long beard that could be dragged to the belt like a waterfall, which made him look a little old.

He must have walked slowly through every corridor, carefully observed every corner of the castle, and greeted every portrait or soul. He would touch the head of every sleeping little wizard, cover them with quilts, and make sure they were all right.

Finally, he would walk through the corridor, walk into the atrium under the moonlight, and walk into his – Grindelwald’s – dream.

Dumbledore did come.

But he was different from what Grindelwald had imagined. Instead, he looked a bit like him fifty years ago. Grindelwald meant that he had a cold expression.

“Don’t call me Albus, Grindelwald.” Dumbledore coldly shattered Grindelwald’s dream.

Grindelwald suddenly woke up as if a large basin of cold water had been poured from head to toe. This was never a good night, it was a nightmare!

“Your stupidity and willfulness are beyond my imagination.” The words that came out of Dumbledore’s mouth seemed very angry, but his tone was very stable. He didn’t look angry, but he was so disappointed with Grindelwald that he couldn’t get angry anymore.

Maybe he wouldn’t be so cold even when talking to a stone.

“Because of you, everything Cyrus did was in vain.”

“I don’t understand what you mean.” Grindelwald looked very pitiful and pathetic at the moment. Compared with Dumbledore, his body was as small as a starving cat, and he was wrinkled and huddled up.

He was also longing for a warm hug and a little comfort like a cat.

But no.

Dumbledore shook his head: “You are not worth it.”

Grindelwald was stunned. This short sentence was like a hot knife cutting through his heart, like a solid pick hammering hard on the ice, again and again, to smash him completely!

But he didn’t want to be treated so ruthlessly.

He had had enough of this feeling, just like the marble walls in the damp winter of Nurmengard, just like this cold white tomb.

He just wanted to hear some warm words, like wearing a pair of soft wool socks in winter, or drinking a cup of hot pumpkin juice.

“What have I done, Albus, what have I done to deserve you to do this to me?” He cried sadly, kneeling at the feet of Dumbledore’s soul, his muddy tears dripping into the soil, “A Even if a century has passed, are you still unwilling to forgive me? I thought…”

I thought those ambiguous moments not long ago were a sign of forgiveness.

Grindelwald thought.

But now it seems that he was wrong, and very wrong.

Dumbledore never forgave him.

But in fact, Grindelwald’s current thinking is wrong. In fact, regarding Ariana’s incident, Dumbledore didn’t hate him so much as he hated himself.

He has always maintained a complex emotion towards Grindelwald.

But now, the Dumbledore in front of him has absolute reason. He can let go of the past that cannot be changed, but he can’t let go of what is about to happen.

“You shouldn’t use the Resurrection Stone,” he said.

“Yes…” Grindelwald buried his head and cried. He was like a child who made a mistake and didn’t even realize where he went wrong. He was because he was sad, because he was afraid, and because of Dumbledore’s ruthlessness. Make him cry with grief.

It was like he was stepping on shards of glass with his bare feet, and there was a stinging sensation with every step he took.

“How can you forgive me?” he begged.

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“I will never forgive you.”

“You made Cyrus’s efforts come to naught!” said Dumbledore. “He could have saved everything. As long as you and Harry’s soul face death together, you can defeat him. Because he will never win. to three immortal souls.”

Grindelwald was stunned.

He only knows these things now.

“But it’s too late now,” Dumbledore said. “Your soul has been shackled, and the scythe of death has been placed on your neck. You have nowhere to escape, but you still have to drag those two children with you.”

He finally let out a sigh.

——

The next morning, Professor McGonagall discovered the poor old man’s body in front of Dumbledore’s grave.

He was lying there with his facial features twisted together, looking very sad and sad. He seemed to have all the sins of the world engraved on his face. Just looking at him made people feel sorry for him.

No one knows how he died.

Except Harry.

He saw Grindelwald’s hand that he had not let go of until his death, and in his hand was a broken Resurrection Stone.

“This is Dumbledore’s Resurrection Stone.” Harry said, “I thought it was taken away by Halbo that night.”

“Grindelwald must have wanted to use the Resurrection Stone to tell Professor Dumbledore that he had finally avenged him.” Hermione said, “But he did not expect that Dumbledore, who came back from death, would be cold and cruel.”

“It’s impossible that he didn’t expect it.” Ron shook his head, “Have you forgotten? He and Dumbledore were once the people who knew the Deathly Hallows best.” He looked at Grindelwald’s body with a troubled face, ” He must have missed Dumbledore so much that he wanted to look at him even if he died.”

“The prophecies… have been confirmed for two.” Harry clenched his fists. “Professor Dumbledore was attacked by the Elder Wand, and Grindelwald committed suicide because of the Resurrection Stone. I guess Professor Dumbledore must be torturing him. ”

He was referring to psychological torture.

And it just so happened that Grindelwald owed Dumbledore too much.

Just repeating it once was enough for the old man to bear.

“Death has obtained two of the three immortal souls…” Harry said seriously.

And according to the prophecy, at this moment, their inner fear reached its peak. It always feels like a pair of invisible hands is grabbing their throats.

A huge feeling of powerlessness welled up from deep in their hearts.

“Isn’t it useless what we do?” Hermione asked desperately, “Syrus and Grindelwald have obviously tried so hard to defeat Herbo, but Grindelwald is still dead…”

“If everything is already predestined, what’s the point of everything we do?”

“Hey,” Ron couldn’t help shouting when he saw her look like this, “To be honest, I don’t think everything is destined.” He was unusually serious, “That’s not the case!”

“Remember that you always forced Harry and I to do our homework? I dare say that if it weren’t for you, our grades might be a little worse. Do you understand, you yourself changed us!”

“But… this is different,” Hermione said.

“No, I think Ron is right.” Harry also came out of the negative mood just now. He thought of some words that Dumbledore once said to him, “Do you know? In fact, the Sorting Hat first Want me to go to Slytherin House.”

“What?!”

“Are you kidding me?!”

After hearing this, even Ron almost jumped up.

Harry had always kept this matter as a secret, and even they had never spoken about it.

“No, it’s not a joke. He said Slytherin might be better. In fact, my wand comes from the same phoenix feather as Voldemort’s wand. We are very similar, right?” Harry said, “I’m sorry. I still hate this, but Dumbledore told me that we are completely different because I chose Gryffindor.”

Of course, college is not the most important thing.

The most important thing is: “I chose the path I am on now, not the prophecy, nor Dumbledore’s request. He gave me the opportunity to give up. He and Cyrus both told me that if I didn’t want to fight Voldemort, they would do it themselves. But I made a choice.”

“The fact is that fate is never important. What matters is ourselves, what kind of people we want to be, and whether we are willing to achieve ourselves.” Harry said.

“Ginny, Hermione, don’t take the prophecy too seriously,” Harry said earnestly, “otherwise you will find that you are like Voldemort. The more you care, the worse it will be.”

“Maybe you are right.”

Harry realized that he was taught a lesson by Dumbledore’s wisdom again.

A wise man is always like this. After he leaves you, he can still benefit you endlessly. Of course, he also has to admit that his friend has the same wisdom.

They watched Grindelwald being buried in the morning.

The poor old man had almost no funeral. Only the headmistress who was far away in Durmstrang came to mourn him.

Originally, Mag wanted her to take Grindelwald’s body back, but was rejected by the other party.

“Let him rest here forever.” Vida said, “You and I both know that this is a good thing for him, right?”

“Yes.” Mag also sighed.

In the end, Grindelwald was buried next to Dumbledore. He did not build a new grave because the students of Hogwarts would not mourn for him.

However, Ms. Vida personally carved a letter “G” on Dumbledore’s tombstone.

“This means Gellert Grindelwald, and it also means a greater benefit.” Vida said.

She couldn’t help laughing. She said it was a greater benefit, but in fact, it was for her own benefit. Everyone in the Witch Party is selfish in their hearts.

Just like her, from beginning to end, there is only one person she wants.

Of course, it is out of reach.

“This place is really good. I think he, who has not graduated, should really be influenced by some knowledge.” Vida was still joking when he left.

As for Cyrus, he learned about this matter not long after.

When he crossed time and returned to reality, he immediately learned about Grindelwald’s death. He didn’t have time to feel sad for him. In fact, he was not sad. He just felt that the burden on him was heavier.

But he couldn’t show any fatigue or cowardice.

“I don’t know how Dumbledore survived all these years.” He thought.

Is there anyone in this world who is absolutely rational and absolutely strong?