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"Hey, what are you looking at?"

Albert put a cup of milk tea in front of Isobel, and sat down on the sofa next to him with a cup, his eyes fell on the photo frame on the table.

"Mom asked Dobby to bring the book, and I feel that the content in the book is useless." Isobel put down the book in his hand, took a sip of the milk tea, and said, "She gave us a free time to go back."

"Well, we'll go back to England after this matter is over." Albert put his hand on Isobel's stomach lightly, "What happened?"

"A few days ago, but it hasn't been officially confirmed yet. You also know that I don't have any experience in this area." Isobel looked calm. She had expected this day to come, and she had already prepared to accept all this. Be mentally prepared, although it does seem a bit early for her.

"Don't worry, I will accompany you." Albert held Isobel's hand.

"I know."

Isobel has never been afraid of this, especially since he was guaranteed by Albert last time.

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

Albert quickly glanced at the map, and after confirming who was coming, he got up from his seat and opened the door for the other party.

"Good morning professor."

Albert smiled and greeted Dumbledore who was standing outside the door.

"How about Nicole and Perenal?" Dumbledore asked directly.

"After the elixir of immortality ran out, their health became worse and worse." Albert stepped back and gave Dumbledore a place. "I made a prediction not long ago, probably today."

"Your prophecy is really convenient." Dumbledore entered the room and closed the door with his back hand. "However, it is best not to abuse it at will. Knowing the future results is sometimes not a good thing."

"They should be waking up soon, sit down first!" Albert made Dumbledore a cup of milk tea, "If today's schedule is not busy, just stay and accompany them to finish the last ride, I think Nicole With Perenal it will definitely be a pleasure to meet you."

"I'm free all day today." Dumbledore added a few cubes of sugar to the milk tea, stirring slowly with a spoon, "Nico and Perenal are lucky."

The two were not alone before they died, and there were still people willing to accompany them all the time.

"You are hurt?"

Albert's gaze fell on Dumbledore's black and dry left palm.

"yes."

Dumbledore put down his spoon, took a sip of the milk tea, and said softly, "It's worth it, though."

"does it worth?"

"I do not regret."

"Sure enough, it's difficult to change the outcome of the prophecy. The best way is to not go." Albert sighed helplessly.

"Looks like you expected it."

"I know I can't convince you, and I never thought of doing that." Albert shook his head and said, "I can only give you a little reminder, but it's obviously useless."

Isobel looked at the two who were playing the riddle with a strange expression. Because the tone of the two people was so flat, those who didn't know thought they were talking about what to eat for breakfast today.

"I'm very curious. You, who have always been very rational, can actually make such a fatal mistake." Albert asked his doubts.

"You can't never make mistakes." Dumbledore didn't care about his injury at all.

"Wrong? I thought you... Forget it." Albert put down the teacup and looked at Dumbledore's charred palm and said, "Actually, I've always been curious about what made you pick up that ring?"

"Everyone has something they desire," said Dumbledore lightly.

"It seems that you got your wish." Albert sighed, "It's just that the price is a bit high."

"I don't regret it." Dumbledore looked at Albert and said calmly: "I have lived a long time, death is not terrible for me, and I still have enough time to complete what I want to do. things to do."

"Just be happy yourself." Albert shook his head, "I haven't lived enough anyway."

Dumbledore looked at Isobel next to him, nodded and said, "You are still young and have a lot of good times."

"If you want Harry to succeed you, train him well." Albert said suddenly.

"I'm already doing it, and Harry's doing great too." Dumbledore finished his cup of milk tea and refilled himself another cup.

"You can't expect Harry to be lucky forever."

"Lucky? Harry didn't just rely on luck to get through the storm." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously disliking Albert's words.

"There is actually a big problem with your plan." Albert said calmly. "Sometimes knowledge and courage are not enough, you need to give Harry the strength to face the unknown."

"You're right, but I can't expect Harry to defeat Voldemort on his own." Dumbledore whispered, "Harry is not you, there's no chance of doing that, you and I know that, I have to use Other ways, ways that even Voldemort himself ignored."

"What if Harry dies unfortunately?" Albert felt that if Harry was not the protagonist, he would have died early with his character and behavior.

"I trust Harry," said Dumbledore.

"Actually, I also believe that Harry can defeat the mysterious man." Albert suddenly said, "However, it is still necessary to have the power to protect yourself, at least to protect the person you want to protect at a critical moment, not to watch to sacrifice others for him."

Dumbledore was silent, because he heard what Albert meant: in the near future, many people would die.

Although Dumbledore knew very well that in this wizarding war, sacrifice was unavoidable.

"Is that the reason?" Dumbledore actually agreed with Albert, but he wouldn't bet because Harry was not Albert.

Sometimes, Dumbledore also thought that if Albert was the savior, it would make him a lot easier.

Unfortunately, he is not.

"No, that's just one of the reasons." Albert's voice was full of disgust, "Although I don't want to admit it, this world is cruel and realistic. If I don't get stronger, I'll probably be Nothing."

"The strong are qualified to be kind, the strong are qualified to talk about kindness, the strong are qualified to have fairness, and the strong have the right to choose..." Albert said, mocking himself, "In fact, who should you compare yourself to? That's why you helped write the Ministry of Magic's laws, because you know better than anyone else that at least you can make the Ministry's laws relatively fair and not biased towards certain people."

"That's why you hate the Ministry of Magic?"

"I know I hate spending time wrangling with those disgusting guys, that kind of life is meaningless." Albert made no secret of his disgust, "and if I were you, I would pay more attention to your business. , your time is running out."

"You're right." Dumbledore turned to Isobel and said, "Can you help me go in and see what happened to Nico and Perenal."

Isobel looked up at Dumbledore, then at Albert, sure they were talking about how to deal with Voldemort, but didn't want her to know.

"Go, dear," Albert said softly.

After Isobel walked away, Dumbledore said, "I've already got some eyes on the RAB you said last time."

"Oh, did you find it?" Albert is not surprised, as long as Dumbledore investigates carefully, it is not possible to speculate who RAB is.

After all, the number of Death Eaters is so small, Dumbledore must know what he knows, and it is enough to check them one by one.

As for why Death Eaters?

Ordinary people are obviously not entitled to know this.

Most likely it was some Death Eater who kept the Horcruxes, like Lucius Malfoy who kept the diary.

"." Dumbledore said a name.

"Faster than I expected," Albert raised his eyebrows and repeated his name, "Regulus Arcturus Black? Sirius' younger brother?"

"you know?"

"Phineas asked me to make a prophecy, he died." Albert asked curiously, "Did you find that thing?"

"No, Kreacher is dead." Dumbledore said this, frowning slightly, "Sirius killed it, and not long ago, he used the house-elf's betrayal to pass the error on to the Death Eaters. information."

Dumbledore was in a very bad mood when he talked about it.

"I thought that Sirius would handle this matter properly, but I didn't expect him to kill the house-elf." Albert said something insincere. He actually expected that he was sure that Kreacher betrayed Sirius and went to Malfoy, and tried to When Harry was murdered, it was estimated that he was dead, and no one would leave such a time bomb.

"However, Sirius is luckier than you, at least he is still alive."

"You mean..." Dumbledore had already guessed something, and he heard a familiar voice as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Old man, your situation doesn't look too good." Nico and Perenal walked into the living room, leaning on crutches, assisting each other, and when they glanced at Dumbledore's charred palm, they knew that Dumbledore situation.

"Yeah!" Dumbledore glanced at his palm, moved his eyes to the old man who supported each other and walked out, smiled and said, "However, there is enough time."

Due to the fact that the elixir of life has been exhausted, the health of the Lemay couple is not as good as before, and death is rapidly approaching them.

Albert quickly got up and helped Nicole sit on the sofa, and Isobel also helped Perenal to be next to Nicole, and the next topic became light and pleasant.

It's all about reminiscing some interesting things that happened in the past, Nico and Perenal also talk about the scene of meeting Dumbledore for the first time.

They listened in silence, occasionally catching up with a word.

It's just, I don't know when, Nico and Perenal didn't speak anymore, just sat quietly together, like falling asleep.

"They are lucky."

Looking at the LeMay couple who closed their eyes and fell into a deep sleep, Dumbledore said softly, as if he was worried about waking the sleeping old man.

"Yeah, they're lucky. I'll leave it to you next, Professor." Albert reached out to grab Isobel's hand and turned to Dumbledore.

The Lemay and his wife left their funeral affairs to Dumbledore, so Albert did not intend to interfere in these matters. For him, it was far more grand for him to accompany the Lemay and his wife on the final journey than to hold a grand ceremony after his death. funeral is more important.

"Well, leave it to me," Dumbledore said softly. "By the way, they left something for you."

"You don't mind if I take this." Albert didn't care about the inheritance and asked, pointing to the photo frame on the table.

"He left this place to you."

The funeral of the LeMay couple is also very secret, at the Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

There were very few people at the funeral, which is what the LeMays meant, and they didn't want to be disturbed. To this end, Madame Maxime chose a place where no one would disturb the Lemays.

After Dumbledore finished his eulogy, Albert lit the flames himself.

Dazzling white flames shot out from around the LeMay's corpse and around the table, quickly engulfing everything,

Immediately after the white flames disappeared, a huge white marble tomb appeared, enclosing the remains of the LeMays and the table on which they were placed.

everything is over.

Then, it will be a new beginning.

"They were just tired and lay down to rest." Dumbledore patted Albert's shoulder lightly.

"I know." Albert turned his head and said to the crying house elf next to him, "You can choose to stay at Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to guard the tomb of the LeMay couple, or leave with me."

Albert gave the house elf who took care of the Lemay and his wife the opportunity to choose. Although according to Nicolemay's intention, the house that was cast with the Faithful Charm and the house elf were left to Albert, but Abel Te is not going to force house-elves, but let them choose.

The house-elf looked at Albert with tearful eyes, UU reading www.uukanshu. com finally decided to stay at the Beauxbatons Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry to guard the tomb of the LeMay couple.

"It's up to you." Albert turned to Madame Maxime.

"Don't worry, I will arrange this," said Madame Maxime.

Albert and Dumbledore looked at each other, took out their wands and cast a spell around the tomb. An invisible and transparent magical barrier completely enveloped the area in front of them, and the tombs of the LeMay couple disappeared out of thin air.

This way, no students will disturb their sleep.

"Then let's go first." Albert bowed slightly to Dumbledore and Madame Maxime, and left Beauxbatons with Isobel.

Madame Olim Maxime looked at the two people who were far away and murmured, "They are lucky."

She already knew that Albert and Isobel had been accompanying the two old men for the last time in their lives, allowing them to walk peacefully.

"Yeah," Dumbledore murmured, "I'm a little envious of myself, to be honest."

"What?" Madame Maxime asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing, let's deal with Nico's inheritance next. They donated most of their inheritance to Beauxbatons." Dumbledore changed the topic.

"I thought the LeMays would leave things to their best students."

To be honest, Mrs. Olim Maxime was quite surprised when she saw the list that the LeMays had donated to Beauxbatons.

"They have left the most precious thing for Albert." Dumbledore said softly.

"The Philosopher's Stone?" Madame Olim Maxime guessed.

"No, the Philosopher's Stone was destroyed a long time ago." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "It is knowledge. For Mr. Anderson, knowledge is the most precious wealth."