[HP] Reason is still chaotic

must die... must die...

The words echoed in Draco's mind, "Why?" Tears gathered in his eyes, "Why?" Why did it become like this?Why are they coming back? !

Harry reached up to wipe the tears off his face and said quietly, "For the greater good."

Draco's eyes were wide open, tears kept pouring from their sockets, he hugged Harry tightly, crying bitterly!

Harry hugged him back, patted his back gently, his eyes were red silently.

Godric and Salazar waited quietly for the two children to calm down.

Godric asked, "Harry, how did you survive last time?"

"I don't know." Harry sat on the sofa opposite Godric, holding Draco's hand, "Professor Dumbledore said, because I didn't resist and intended him to kill me. And Voldemort was resurrecting My blood was taken when I was born, and my mother's spell exists in both of us, as long as he does not die, my life will not end."

Draco asked in a panic: "Then why...why didn't it work this time?"

"Because of me." Salazar said guiltily, and he sighed. "Voldemort is my descendant. When I possessed Harry, the spell was weakened."

"Actually, it's not just because of Salazar." Godric said vaguely, "When you come back from the future, and perform soul fusion with your own body, the spell will definitely be weakened."

Harry gave Godric a thoughtful look, and said flatly, "I know. There's a price for everything."

"Dumbledore probably won't put all his chips on the spell your mother gave you." Godric bluntly changed the subject, "Did he say anything else?"

Harry recalled it for a while, then said hesitantly: "...Yes. In Professor Snape's memory, I seem to remember that Professor Dumbledore emphasized that Voldemort should kill me himself."

"Is it because of the soul?" Salazar murmured, "A complete soul will be stronger than a broken one...the blood of the same source remains in the body of the two people, the fragments of the soul, plus the spell..."

"If that's the case," Godric asked Harry, "why did he give you the Resurrection Stone at the end?"

Harry froze for a moment, "In order for me to face death calmly, I guess."

Godric said irrefutably, "I suggest you go talk to him again."

"Huh?" Harry frowned, "But... okay." He looked at Draco's eager look, and said helplessly, "I will."

"Go now!" Draco said, "I don't believe that No. 12, Grimmauld Place, and the Hogwarts headmaster's office are not connected to the Floo network!"

Harry opened his mouth and compromised under Draco's firm eyes, "Hogwarts Headmaster's Office!"

In the headmaster's room, Dumbledore watched in surprise as the fire turned green.Harry came out from inside, he said with a little restraint: "Professor, I..."

"Sit down first!" Dumbledore said gently, he took out his wand, and conjured a golden-red soft chair opposite.

Harry sat in the chair, his body slowly relaxed, "Professor, I'm here today..." He bit his lip, not knowing what to say.Dumbledore did not urge, but waited quietly.Finally, Harry said, "Professor Slytherin just told me that my mother's spells have been weakened by his possession."

Dumbledore frowned, "Harry, would you mind going into details?"

"Of course not." Harry described in detail what happened in the Forbidden Forest in his previous life in a straightforward manner. "In the end, I survived and Voldemort died." He concluded, "Professor Gryffindor suggested that I come to talk to you talk."

"Harry," the smile on Dumbledore's face disappeared, and he asked with a complicated expression, "do you know the Deathly Hallows?"

Harry nodded softly, "I know. A wand that can always help its master win a duel, a stone that can bring the dead back to life, a cloak that can make people truly and completely invisible, permanently effective, Continuous invisibility, an invisibility cloak that is unbreakable no matter what spells are used."

"Ah, yes. Of course you do," murmured Dumbledore, looking a little distressed, "Hallowly, Hallowed, the dream of a hopeless man!"

"It's real, and dangerous, and a fool's bait," Dumbledore looked at him, tears glistening in his bright blue eyes, "I am such a fool. But you already know that, don't you? To you As far as I'm concerned, I don't have any more secrets."

"Yes, I know." Harry said softly, hoping to reassure Dumbledore.

"Conqueror of death, Harry, master of death!" Dumbledore looked at him and asked tremblingly, "In the end, am I better than Voldemort?"

"Of course!" said Harry firmly. "Professor, you're not like him. You never kill if you can avoid it!"

"Yes, yes," said Dumbledore, like a child seeking comfort, "but I have also sought to conquer death, Harry."

"But you didn't do it for yourself, and you never thought of hurting others." Harry's green eyes looked at Dumbledore intently, "Hallows, not Horcruxes."

"Hallows," murmured Dumbledore, "not Horcruxes. Exactly."

Dumbledore closed his eyes, "I guess you know about me and Gellert, don't you?"

"Yes." Harry repeated the sentence again, "I know all about it."

"Yeah," said Dumbledore feebly, as if forcing himself to meet Harry's gaze, "you know what's going on. You know. You can't despise myself any more than I do."

Harry said quickly, "I don't despise you—"

Dumbledore choked out, "You should despise me."

"I shouldn't!" Harry raised his voice, and he seemed to have turned back into that unscrupulous child in front of Dumbledore, "No one has the right to despise you!" He looked straight at Dumbledore, gentle but firm Said, "Professor, you have done your best. No one has the right to blame you, including me!"

Dumbledore took a deep breath and began to cry passionately.Harry reached out and grabbed Dumbledore's arm tightly.Fawkes flew over from the perch by the door, and nuzzled Dumbledore's cheek softly.The old man slowly controlled himself, "At that time, the post of Minister of Magic was offered to me not once, but many times. Of course I refused. I thought it would be safer for me to stay at Hogwarts, I think I'm a good teacher—"

"You are," Harry said from the bottom of his heart, "you're the best, Professor."

"Harry," Dumbledore lowered his head and wiped his wet beard, "you think too well of me." He said seriously, "I'm not as good as you, you never thought of using St. Even if you already got them. Unlike me, after so many years, I have not improved. You said I would die because of the soul stone. I have no doubts about it. I don't deserve to have them all at the same time. the Deathly Hallows, which has been proven many times, and this is the last. Maybe one man in a million can have them all, Harry. I'm only fit to own the most trivial and featureless of them all. I Fit to have the Elder Wand, and not boast about it, nor kill with it. I can tame it, use it, because I don't take it to claim, but to save others. And the Invisibility Cloak, I take it out of no sense Curiosity, so it can't work for me like it does for you, you are its true owner. With that stone, I want to force the sleepers back, not help myself to self-sacrifice like you did. You are truly qualified to own the holy artifact."

Harry quietly listened to Dumbledore finish everything, and then he smiled softly, "But, Professor," he looked straight at him with smiling green eyes, and said briskly: " You taught me! You made me what I am now."

Dumbledore stared at him blankly, as if he had never been so confused in his life, and he sighed: "You are very kind, Harry. It is you..."

"I'm not." Harry interrupted Dumbledore. "When I first entered the wizarding world, I wanted to curse Dudley-do you remember? He was my cousin. You taught me what What should be done and what should not be done; You taught me what is really important; You taught me to face my own destiny calmly."

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the principal's office.Dumbledore and Harry looked at the door that opened automatically, and Godric and Salazar stood outside the door knocking.

Salazar said: "I just went back to get some things." He took out the Soul Stone ring from his pocket and handed it to Harry.Harry took it blankly, looking at Salazar in bewilderment.

Godric smiled and said, "It seems that you haven't gotten to the point yet."

Dumbledore rubbed his glasses in embarrassment.Harry asked, "What does this have to do with the Resurrection Stone?"

"There are some." Dumbledore cleared his throat. "When you were in the Forbidden Forest, the three Hallows were there, and you are the owner of the Hallows. I guess this will help you survive."

"I know I'm the master of the Elder Wand, and the Invisibility Cloak," said Harry slowly, "but the Resurrection Stone..."

"You used the Resurrection Stone, didn't you?" Salazar said, "You are of Peverell's blood."

"But Voldemort, too..." Harry was embarrassed in front of Salazar.

Salazar smiled tolerantly, and explained: "Although he is of Peverell's blood, he has never used the Soul Resurrection Stone, and his father is a Muggle."

Harry was silent for a while, "So, the Soul Resurrection Stone doesn't recognize him? Because he's a half-breed?"

"The most important thing is that he never used the Soul Resurrection Stone." Godric said evasively, "and he doesn't have a complete soul."

Salazar nodded in agreement, "A complete soul is very important. That's why I gave you the Soul Resurrection Stone."

Godric said lightly: "The Soul Stone contains all the soul fragments that Voldemort can find."

"En." Salazar glanced at Godric with a smile in his eyes, "The Resurrection Stone can warm and nourish the soul, and it will attract the soul fragments in your body, not to mention the soul fragments of the same origin as him." .”

Harry looked at the Resurrection Stone ring in his hand, and asked thoughtfully, "What will happen to Voldemort's soul after that?"

"... After all, it's one-seventh less," Godric said casually, "I can only do my best and obey the destiny."

Salazar said lightly: "I hope one day he can leave the place and move on."

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