Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Oh..." Harry replied a little disappointed, "Then I'll wait until the ceremony is over to send it away... Tiera may be free by then."

As if he could tell that Harry was a little unhappy, Dumbledore reached out and patted Harry's shoulder comfortingly——

"Professor Dumbledore?" Harry looked up at Dumbledore suspiciously.

"You've all grown so big," Dumbledore said sadly, "You've grown so big."

Dumbledore smiled and looked at Harry, Hermione, and Ron. Finally, his eyes drifted into the distance, looking at the bustling crowd, looking at Cornelius Fudge, who was in the crowd, and also looking at The huge shadow hanging over Cornelius Fudge.

"I'm old," Dumbledore said with a sigh again. "This is a commonplace thing. Many times I forget that time passes so fast. Remember when you first entered Hogwarts, you They are all so short, cute, and innocent..."

It was also said that Dumbledore made a height gesture with his hand.

"Please allow the sentimentality of an old man. For me, the passage of time in the past few years is just a few more gray hairs, or how many things I have eaten less at each meal. Except for death, time has almost no power in me. , but you are different." Dumbledore patted Harry's shoulder sadly again, "You are no longer the boy living in the closet, and Tiera is no longer the smart boy when he first entered school. Look at him, he has grown to this point and become the youngest person in actual power in the history of British wizards."

"Yeah" Harry nodded unnaturally.

Harry always felt that what Dumbledore said was both reasonable and inexplicable——

Although Harry never wanted to admit it in his heart, in his subconscious, he did feel that he had opened too much, too big a gap with Tiera.

This sense of alienation brought about by strength was what struck Harry the most.

"Tiera's strength is very strong," Harry said with difficulty. "He can even defeat the Dark Lord easily, but I am still worried about the O.W.Ls exam. He has become the de facto leader of the Ministry of Magic, and I "

"No, Harry." Dumbledore interrupted gently, "Strength is only secondary, the most important thing is Tiera's wisdom."

"Wisdom?" Harry asked confused.

"Sorry, I didn't think carefully. Maybe the word wisdom is too broad. To be precise," Dumbledore stroked his beard, held Harry's shoulders, and said as he walked, "The reason why Tiera can The reason why Tiera became what he is now is because of his extraordinary understanding of magic, his extraordinary insight into the ways of the world and conspiracies, and his incredible ability to control opportunities."

"Well," Harry responded, "Tiera is indeed very strong in these aspects."

"But why is it so strong?" Dumbledore pretended to be confused, "Maybe I'm old and confused. There's one thing I haven't been able to figure out -"

Dumbledore stopped, put his hands on Harry's shoulders, looked condescendingly into Harry's eyes, and asked, "Why is he so strong?"

"What, what do you mean?" Harry was confused by Dumbledore's question.

"A person's extraordinary understanding of magic can be explained as his unique talent." Dumbledore said, "But what about the insight into worldly affairs and conspiracies and the ability to control opportunities?"

"There's no way to explain this with talent," Dumbledore said. "You can't even use the experience and luck of wandering on the streets as a child."

"Principal Dumbledore, you, you, what, what do you mean?" Harry did not want or want to understand the deeper meaning of Dumbledore's words, but subconsciously, Harry could still feel the hidden meaning behind this There is some terrible truth behind the phenomenon.

"Well, forget it, just like I said, I'm old." Dumbledore let go of Harry's shoulders and sighed firmly, "I'm too old and too tired, and I don't want to, and I'm too lazy to explore. The reason behind all this is that I long for freedom, I long for relief. From this point on, I need to thank Tiera for taking the initiative to take over the burden on my shoulders, although his purpose and starting point are not the same. It may not be just, but from now on it will be him who protects the magical world from Voldemort, and it will be him who suppresses those supporters of crazy pure-blood theories, and those officials who are as ignorant as cysticercosis in the Ministry of Magic. He will be the one wrangling, and he will be the one spending a lot of time and energy on meaningless trivial matters."

"Yeah" Harry nodded in agreement.

"Power is a shackle, Harry," Dumbledore said. "Tiera is too young to realize the weight of this shackle."

"It's easy to become addicted to things like power. Once you hold it, it's hard to let it go. Some people hold power as if they have the whole world in their hands. Soon, his passion and his life will also... Everything he loves will give in to power, and sooner or later all his aura and vitality will be exhausted in the shackles of power, and power will become the only and most important thing in his life..." Dumbledore said. .

"No, it won't, Tiera won't-" Harry said in a panic.

"It's impossible to say for sure." Dumbledore interrupted, "There once was a young man who was as smart and talented as Tiera. Now, people are more accustomed to calling him by another name——"

"Voldemort," Dumbledore whispered.

Harry lowered his head silently.

"But fortunately, Tiera knows love better than Voldemort and has more love." Dumbledore said, "The love that your good friends have for him, the love that our teachers have for him, and the love that his classmates have for him." Love, and the love the Weasleys have for him."

"Love?" Harry was confused, looking at Dumbledore in confusion and surprise, "Does Tiera need love?"

"Need, everyone needs love. Living without loving others, living without being loved is a sad thing." Dumbledore looked at Harry kindly, and then said slowly, "Love is long-lasting. , and is kind; love does not envy; love does not boast, is not arrogant, does not do what others please, does not seek its own, is not easily angered, does not take into account the wrongdoing, does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth; in all things Bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things; love never fails.”

"I'm tired." Dumbledore said to Harry. "I have given too much love in my life, and many of them have not yielded results. I am too old and too tired, so please look after me." Tiera, let him not let his will be consumed by power, and let him not lose himself in power, okay?"

(There may be another chapter later, or there may not be. I am too tired today, cleaning the lab.)