Harry Potter: Impossibly Cute

The three people in the office now are of three different age groups.

Dumbledore already had completely white hair, while Ling Bai was still a young man.

And Gellert is just a little brat.

This situation is indeed a bit strange.

"What does it matter?"

Gellert sat on the sofa and poured himself a cup of brewed black tea.

"Baby, this black tea tastes really good, come and have a sip"

Ling Bai felt that the patience he was so proud of disappeared instantly when he met Gellert.

"I told you not to call me baby"

"Well, that's really ruthless."

Ling Bai sighed.

"I'm sorry Albus, to be honest, I don't have this memory. If he hadn't shown me the memory, I wouldn't have believed it."

"It doesn't matter, after all, I didn't recognize you."

Albus also knew that Ling Bai's identity was special.

As for what kind of special identity it was, he had no idea.

“I came here to ask you a few questions.”

"Please sit down first and let's talk slowly."

Ling Bai originally wanted to ask him about his relationship with Gellert.

But he didn't want Gellert to know about this, so since Gellert was present, he could only suppress it temporarily and ask about it another day.

"I don't believe what's going on with this new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. She's messed up the school now, you must know that.

I know that Hogwarts is your hard work, or you have some unspeakable secrets."

Dumbledore sighed slowly.

"She is from the Ministry of Magic, and everything she does is in compliance with the Ministry of Magic's regulations, so I can't stop her."

"Even if I don't have this memory, based on what I know about you, you wouldn't let her do this. What are you waiting for?

Are you playing another game of chess, including everyone in it? Albus, you really don't need to do this now. Voldemort has nowhere to send his orders now."

"Who can guarantee that Tom won't turn against us? I used to be his teacher, and I know what kind of person he is."

“That’s just your inherent thinking.”

"Ling Bai, you may have lived with him for a long time, so you have some kind of filter for him."

"But look at the wizarding world today, Dumbledore, what are you worried about?"

Dumbledore remained silent.

"You are still so stubborn"

Gellert suddenly interrupted.

Dumbledore remained silent. He didn't know how to answer or face his two former friends.

In fact, after seeing the memory given to him by Gellert, Dumbledore found a memory bottle in a very hidden corner.

The memory bottle was covered with dust, which meant that he had not opened it since it was stored.

Dumbledore opened the memory bottle again, which contained detailed memories of the three of them.

At that time, Ling Bai was strong and gentle, and seemed to have a heart that could tolerate everything.

He often talked with Gellert about their visions for the future and their great ideals. Whenever they talked late into the night, Ling Bai would always make a pot of delicious black tea and place it in front of them.

Even their sugar content is remembered clearly.

He laughed and teased the two of them, then urged them to go back to bed.

It was a very warm and happy life.

The ultimate reason why Dumbledore hid this memory was that he was young and ignorant at that time, and he had some feelings for Ling Bai, who was so strong, gentle and took care of him in every possible way.

But later he had a falling out with Gellert, and he knew clearly that he and Ling Bai would most likely never meet again.

Between him and Gellert, Ling Bai would definitely choose Gellert.

So he suppressed his emotions, and fortunately the little flower was pinched out by him just as it was growing.

There was a brief period of pain and sadness, but there were more important things he needed to deal with and face.

Looking at Ling Bai now, that youthful excitement is no longer there.

Some are just the joy of seeing old friends.

At the same time, he was also very clear that Ling Bai was most likely not from their world.

Otherwise, how did he keep Gellert young and incorruptible?

"Dumbledore, you are already very old. You can enjoy the rest of your life without working so hard.

Voldemort's existence is a thorn in your heart, but this thorn can be removed. You don't need to hold on to him tightly anymore."

"Ling Bai, I thought about what you said to me last time for a long time. In fact, you are right. I have to admit that sometimes I will choose to sacrifice a small number of people for the safety of more people.

I would take advantage of them, even hide things from them without their consent. I always thought I did nothing wrong, and in fact, what you said was not wrong either. This kind of life is really tiring."

"You really should think about this carefully, Albus. I am not a person who makes promises easily, as you probably remember, but I can promise and guarantee you now.

Voldemort will never get what he wants. You should really relax and let me handle the rest, whether it's Voldemort or Umbridge."

Dumbledore was silent for a long time, looking at the smoke rising from the cup of tea in his hand.

After a long time, Dumbledore seemed to have made up his mind and nodded.

"Okay, then I'll take a gamble, because it's you."

Because it's you, Ling Bai, because you deserve to be trusted.

Because you can do things that none of them can do.

Whether it is Gellert or Tom, people who live in darkness will yearn for sunshine more.

And your existence symbolizes endless tolerance. No one can reject you, just as no one can reject love.

No matter how fragile or hard-hearted a person is, they cannot refuse to be loved. Everyone longs for love in their hearts.

Ling Bai smiled, his smile was like a rose that bloomed instantly, beautiful and dazzling.

"Okay, now that we've finished talking about serious matters, let's talk about something fun."

Gellert remained silent.

But his eyes were always fixed on Ling Bai, full of smiles and tenderness.

This is the person he likes and loves.

So powerful and dazzling.

Even someone as proud as himself was willing to submit to him.

"What are you going to say?"

"Baby, why do you treat me like this? It really makes me sad."

"Please don't call me this in your current capacity, otherwise I can't guarantee that my wand won't be pointed at you in the next second."

"Oh fine"

Looking at the two people in front of him, bickering with each other, Dumbledore's brows softened.

Maybe he really chose the right path.

I have been carrying everything on my own for so long that I am really tired.

"And Albus, please don't put a fourth sugar cube in your bowl."