war and peace

It was the end of June when Hermione arrived at Hogwarts.At this time in previous years, the school was very lively.Because it was just before the summer vacation, all the students finished their exams and happily packed their bags to go home.But now, everywhere is deserted, and it seems that even the ghosts appear less often.The students were all sent home, and only the professors and some members of the Order of the Phoenix remained in the school.She carried the luggage through the corridor, climbed the stairs, and went straight to the eighth floor.

"Please sit down, Miss Granger." In the principal's room, Dumbledore conjured a chair out of thin air.He was sitting behind his desk, slender-legged silverware billowing white steam to one side.On the other side, their Potions professor had a serious face, folded his hands on his chest, and looked in a much worse mood than usual.

"Thank you, sir," Hermione replied.She glanced around, her tone became a little cautious, "I thought I would see more than one person." What about the rest of the Order of the Phoenix?And why was Snape here?How could he be a former Death Eater?

Dumbledore didn't answer right away.His eyes fell on the box in Hermione's hand: "I noticed that you brought luggage. Can I take this as a sign of wanting to stay at Hogwarts for a long time?"

"Yes." Hermione put the box aside and sat down on the chair.In order not to be persuaded, she added bluntly: "I suggested that my parents take a round-the-world trip, and they have already left." No worries at all.

"It seems that my proposal is in your favor." Dumbledore said, shock flashed across his face for a moment, and then a wry smile. "I sent you to Hogwarts just to get ahead of the Death Eaters. They already have plans to kidnap you."

This news is not surprising at all.Professor Roald and Tom's false identities as Voldemort, and Harry getting too close to her.Now that Harry is missing, apparently there is only one object left. "Honestly, I thought they'd thought of it sooner," said Hermione bitterly, her mind racing.Dumbledore's news probably came from Snape, right?In other words, Snape was an undercover agent of the Order of the Phoenix?That would explain why, when she was called by a letter asking for help to the Order of the Phoenix, it was the Headmaster and the Potions Professor instead.

"Looks like you already know." Dumbledore stared at her over his half-moon glasses.And Snape sat up straight, judging from the expression on his face, he seemed to be meeting Hermione for the first time.

"Not much earlier than you, I suppose, sir." Hermione continued with surprise.She came here with a heart to say, and wanted Dumbledore to believe her words as much as possible.She couldn't let the two professors' impression of her remain at the student level, at least as an equivalent adult; she was serious, not joking, and tried to do something for the current situation.

"I'm afraid you've already met Voldemort himself?" Dumbledore put his fingers on the table, his eyes full of solemnity. "And..." He paused, "Just in school?"

"The ball during the Triwizard Tournament? Or was it in the library before?" Hermione asked rhetorically.Dumbledore's words made her guess that the Order of the Phoenix still doesn't know the true intentions of Voldemort or the Death Eaters?Sirius had always been tight-lipped when he said this to her, was it confirmed now?

Snape opened his mouth, but didn't ask in the end.library?He couldn't help but glance at Dumbledore, who looked pensive.

Dumbledore's mood was quite complicated at this time.Hermione probably knew more than they did, and they probably knew less than they thought.And as a student who just finished fifth grade at Hogwarts, Hermione's level of proficiency in Occlumency obviously doesn't match her age.Just like what the mermaid leader told him in the Triwizard Tournament, Voldemort probably did have some kind of sincere wooing for her.Hermione was probably the first Muggle to do this, and he didn't know whether to be relieved or worried about that.

In this case, his usual method is likely to be seen by the opponent.Don't tell lies, but don't tell the other person the truth either.Dumbledore wanted to sigh, but held back.He had just told his earliest guesses to the person who most should have known about it, and the latter had rarely actually lost his temper.Indeed, he has no proof until now that Voldemort had indeed split his soul before, and that Harry was probably his Horcrux; A boy is a boy who is destined to die; but under such speculation, he still uses the reason of protecting Lily's child to make Snape risk his life to be an undercover agent for the Order of the Phoenix. No amount of grand purpose can hide this.

Maybe Aberforth was right, he was just that selfish.Thinking of his sister Ariana, Dumbledore wanted to control more than just sighing.He took off his glasses and rubbed them with a low eyelid. "Then I don't need to talk about the previous part." He said in a calm tone, without any turmoil in his heart. "The last time you saw them, was there really nothing out of the ordinary?"

Apparently by this they were referring to Voldemort and Harry.And since the two of them disappeared, I don't know how many people have asked the same question.Hermione had always answered no before, although she actually guessed something vaguely.At present, it seemed that neither the Death Eaters nor the Order of the Phoenix showed any signs of doing anything, which further confirmed her conjecture.Not others, but themselves.And the only problem with their own existence was probably that their souls were split... Hermione hesitated.

Sirius also knew this, and as a member of the Order of the Phoenix, he didn't tell Dumbledore.But this is a very important matter, and she couldn't figure out why Sirius didn't say it; and because of this, she couldn't make up her mind whether to say it now.Could it be that Professor Dumbledore cannot be trusted?Or, did he know that it might have a bad influence on Harry in the future?As the godfather who loves Harry, the latter reason is more credible.But why would it have a bad effect...

While she was hesitating, Dumbledore had already seen her expression. "Looks like you might have the same concerns as Sirius. I can't force him to talk, and I can't force you to." Sirius didn't even tell Lupine, who kept his godson's secret a secret.And this kind of thing was completely impossible to happen before, which is not in line with his character at all.It seems that since no one knows when, he has stopped trusting him unconditionally... Dumbledore thought to himself.There are too many weird things, not to mention controlling the situation, even predicting the direction is beyond his ability.

"I'm sorry, sir," said Hermione finally.She trusted her own judgment, and she believed that Sirius must have thought of Harry. "But I don't think Harry was taken by Death Eaters."

Snape frowned slightly, wanted to say something, but held back again.He himself had been played around by the Dark Lord (the Dark Lord didn't say so, but there was obviously no doubt about it), and he was in no position to accuse Hermione of credulity - if it was credulity.

"So, you trust him?" Dumbledore put his glasses back on.He has always been prone to thinking about the past recently, time has passed, but the sense of guilt has never disappeared.Maybe that's what it's like to be old, but he has to get through it. "Believe that a villain full of evil has changed his ways and stopped doing evil?"

"Believe it or not, even if I convince myself, I can't convince others." Hermione forced a smile, "To be precise, this should be my wish. Do you want to see the current situation, Professor?" she asked rhetorically.

Dumbledore stared at her with blue eyes, and the latter met his without flinching. "If you can't convince yourself, how can you convince others? Are you trying to convince me, Miss Granger?" Of course he didn't want war.He has seen the consequences firsthand more than once.When he was young, he went astray, but when he was old, he just wanted to avoid new killings.He was already prepared, and for this goal, death does not matter.But now death can't solve anything...

"Maybe it's stupid to say that, but I'm willing to believe in Harry, and I also believe in... Voldemort." Hermione obviously saw Snape's disapproving expression, and the last sound was pronounced more emphatically. "The fight for this is meaningless at all. Both sides are unwilling to let it go. It will only involve more people in hatred...Of course I have no right to draw conclusions about this. I am not a party or a victim. I just want to Say, if you can, why not give Voldemort a chance to prove it? He hasn't done anything bad for four years, has he?" In fact, this Hermione really didn't know, she was just betting on Harry's sense of justice.If there had been, she would have known about it—another good reason for another quarrel between them.

Dumbledore and Snape exchanged a look.Hermione was right. Voldemort was still committed to winning over people and expanding his power, but there was really nothing to blame for the means.He is particularly good at deceiving the world. It is estimated that even if his two false identities are exposed, very few people will really believe it.And Hermione didn't point out one more point, she was very clever to save face for the Order of the Phoenix: the current situation of the war is leaning towards the Death Eaters, and they have little chance of winning.It would be even worse if the two parties didn't come to an agreement about the Muggles (who knows what other Death Eaters have made it into the Muggle world besides the Lestranges?).

This problem goes nowhere.Because even if Dumbledore believed it, he couldn't convince other members of the Order of the Phoenix.The Ministry of Magic has not released the news that Voldemort is still alive, so most ordinary people are still unaware of the facts and are still shocked by the existence of Death Eaters.In fact, the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters have been in a stalemate for a long time, but the two have not appeared for a long time, and the conflict cannot be dragged on and broke out.No matter how difficult it is, we still have to mediate and control the situation from deteriorating.

Finally, Hermione returned to Gryffindor Tower with her luggage, and Snape left.Dumbledore walked to the window and looked out at the summery view of Hogwarts. "Maybe it's weak to say that, I really want myself to believe it," he said in a voice no one could hear.

Will Harry fix it?

He is not afraid of death, but he is afraid of the truth.In this, Harry was different from him.This is not a matter of courage.

Dumbledore was lost in thought.However, soon, he was startled back to his senses by the sound of flapping wings.An owl raised its legs toward him, and a letter M was embossed in gold on the letter box.Dumbledore's eyes flashed, it was an official letter from the Ministry of Magic.

The author has something to say: put some excerpts from the original work, I think it will help everyone understand the writing intention of this article.

Both from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Chapter 35, King's Cross Station.

…Harry slowly realized what was going to happen next.

"I have to go back, don't I?"

"It's up to you."

"I can choose?"

"Yes," Dumbledore looked at him with a smile, "you said we were at King's Cross, didn't you? I suppose if you decided not to go back, you could... say... board a train."

"Where will it take me?"

"Go on," said Dumbledore simply.

"Have no mercy on the dead, Harry. Have mercy on the living, and most of all, those who have lived without love. You will ensure that fewer souls are murdered and fewer families are torn apart. If you think this is a very A worthy goal, let's say goodbye for now."

Harry nodded, sighing.Leaving this place won't be as hard as stepping into the Forbidden Forest, but it's warm and quiet and bright, and he knows he's going back to face the pain, the fear of losing even more loved ones.He stood up, and Dumbledore stood up too, and they stared at each other for a long time.

"Tell me one last thing," Harry said, "is this real? Or is it happening in my head?"

Dumbledore looked at him with a slight smile. Although the bright mist fell again, making his figure blurred, his voice reached Harry's ears so loudly and powerfully.

"Of course it's happening in your head, Harry, but why does that mean it's not real?"

----This chapter has given me countless inspirations for this article. Do you see the shadow? [Keywords: choice, move forward, compassion, love, and, why isn’t what’s happening in your head real? 】【I found out that my three views are really upright ==】I hope that it is the same as what I said before, and the article has not insulted Lao Deng.