war and peace

That night, Voldemort once again entered the headmaster's office.Really counting, although he has taught at Hogwarts for several years, this is only his third time to this place.The first two times were professor candidates, but this time it was Dumbledore's initiative.

"Is there something that has to be said here?" Voldemort bluntly conjured himself a comfortable armchair.He still doesn't have a good impression of Dumbledore, but this doesn't affect his judgment - if Dumbledore can be so solemn, there is probably nothing good to look forward to next. "You'd better have a reason why you have to say it, otherwise..." He narrowed his eyes.He had just been watching Harry brew Veritaserum in the Chamber of Secrets, and he was just short of the last step.

"Oh, trust me, Tom, you won't be disappointed this time." Dumbledore stood behind the desk with his back to him, with the sharp corner of a book in his hand.

Voldemort had always hated his tone of voice, always inscrutable.He ignored Dumbledore's address to him, "I never knew that you could still pretend at this time."

"I have the right to take this as your compliment for my patience." Dumbledore replied unhurriedly.He turned around, his tone still calm: "I think it's almost time for me to retire, Tom."

"That's surprising." Voldemort smirked. "Then?" He didn't believe it was over... The old fox was going to retire?aha?Regardless of whether it is true or false, how could there be no follow-up move?

"Instead of making Minerva an unworthy headmaster, I think you are probably more qualified for this position." Dumbledore stared at the black-haired youth from above the half-moon glasses. "I have submitted my resignation to the school board and a new appointment will probably be made during the summer break."

"Am I hallucinating? Do you believe me?" Voldemort raised his eyebrows.In fact, he wasn't very surprised, because Lucius Malfoy was a member of the Hogwarts school board and had provided him with first-hand reliable information long ago.The only question is, on what basis did Dumbledore make such a decision.How irrefutable is the reason for such an old fox to make up his mind?

Dumbledore looked at him, didn't speak, just took out something and put it on the table.It was a small transparent glass bottle with a stopper, and the silver-white substance inside was floating up and down.

Memory... Voldemort understood it at a glance, and couldn't help gritting his teeth secretly.This is obviously Harry's memory, and the boy probably told Dumbledore everything that happened before.Can the boy be more honest?He thought he had successfully taught the boy to keep his cards in his hands in everything.Now it looks like, even a little bit, the boy didn't make it! "Are you so sure that I will accept it?" His tone became colder.No one could force him to do anything, least of all Dumbledore.

"You will accept it," said Dumbledore succinctly, before Voldemort could reply, "For Harry."

Voldemort almost stared at him.There was silence all around, and even the portraits on the wall held their breath.Then he suddenly laughed, and his tone was not lacking in sarcasm: "When I first came here, you didn't even want to give me a teaching position; but now I'm not interested, but you want me to be the principal, huh?"

"I believe you're telling the truth this time. Your greatest hope is probably no better than the head of Slytherin," Dumbledore said slowly, "but favoritism is out of the question."

"Now that you know," Voldemort almost laughed angrily, "even with exceptions like Harry and Hermione, I can't promise to treat other Gryffindor students equally!"

"But at least it can be guaranteed that the students of Slytherin may not be able to please you more easily." Dumbledore pointed out this point sharply.Voldemort had disbanded the Death Eaters, and most of the parents of Slytherins were on edge - not many had made it into the new order yet.

Voldemort was not quick to contradict him this time.He narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the expression on Dumbledore's face. "Even if what you say is true," he said word by word, "you're going to leave me with a lot of work, what about yourself?"

Dumbledore smiled for the first time since Voldemort walked in. "I want to enjoy my retirement life," he said briskly, "I probably don't have a few years to live... Plant flowers, raise birds, and spend my old age peacefully, shouldn't I?"

"I think," Voldemort leaned back in his chair again, "you should have got the Soul Resurrection Stone, right?" He knew what Dumbledore's troubles had been all along. If he couldn't be sure of Ariana's attitude, how could he be so easy to see open?The final rest is to complete his last regret, right?

"I did borrow a few days from Severus," Dumbledore admitted readily. "This is also one of the reasons, you actually gave Harry the Soul Resurrection Stone ring."

"It turns out that this was a very wrong move." Voldemort said bitterly, thinking that he would educate his boy later - let him know what to do and what not to do, otherwise he would have to do it himself every time Clean up the mess.

Dumbledore actually laughed. "I'm the exact opposite of you," he said. "I thought for a while that Harry was out of his wits, but it turns out he's the one who did it right. He can turn things around in similar situations, and I just You can watch things go from bad to worse."

"Oh, come on, are you going to recall the past in front of me?" said Voldemort impatiently.Others may not know it, but he now knows the ins and outs of everything. Dumbledore's words are referring to the second and third wars in the wizarding world. "Go to Grindelwald, I'm sure he'd be happy to do this with you." He stood up and added, "I hope you don't regret it."

"I have many regrets, but this is definitely not the one I regret the most." Dumbledore also stood up, watching Voldemort's figure disappear in place.He knew Harry's reason for hiding him earlier, and it turned out that Harry had achieved his goal.This is the difference between him and Harry - Harry chose to face reality, no matter how cruel it was; he chose to hide, watched his sister die, Grindelwald rose, until finally he had to choose to fight .So what Harry did he couldn't do.From Harry's memory, Grindelwald has more courage than him, whether it is facing failure or death.He made mistakes when he was young, and he only hopes that the current situation can be recovered in time, even if it is only a little bit.

Just as Voldemort apparated into the Chamber of Secrets, Harry leaned over and showed him as if offering a treasure: "I made it!" He was shaking a transparent crystal bottle in his hand, and the liquid inside was also clear and transparent. "Look, Veritaserum!"

"Very good," replied Voldemort, "would you like to try it now?" He had just been upset by Dumbledore's affairs, but after seeing Harry, the mood changed to "want to tease him." ".

"Uh..." Harry opened his mouth, keenly aware of something else. "What did Professor Dumbledore say?"

"You still know!" Voldemort snorted, "Memory is also something that can be given away casually?"

Harry ran through his hair with his free hand. "I can't think of any other way to convince him... I don't want the Order of the Phoenix to keep guarding against you, and I can only use my memory to prove the fact that it happened."

"Fool." Voldemort grabbed his hand, and his tone involuntarily softened: "What does it matter? I don't care, as long as you take care of yourself."

"But I do!" Harry pouted. "I don't want to see you fighting again."

Voldemort smiled, but said nothing.In a fight, it was their side that would surely win, and he didn't want to upset Harry by saying it, and he wasn't interested either.Besides, Dumbledore has already said that he doesn't care, what else can happen? "Don't worry," he changed the subject, "Dumbledore has resigned, and he has to let me take over his job."

"What? Resign?" Harry slipped his hand and almost dropped the potion he had been making for almost a year to the ground. "Is that what he just said?"

"Yes, your memory is too powerful, he is so convinced that he decided to retire immediately, and there is nothing to stop him." Voldemort said sarcastically, he was very angry at the thought of it.

"Is he going to Grindelwald?" Harry asked hurriedly.But this matter is easy to determine, because Dumbledore's family only has his brother who has a bad relationship, and although other friends have, but at this moment they will definitely think of unfinished regrets.

"I think it should be." Voldemort was still unhappy, "What are you talking about 'not a few years to live', wouldn't this kind of thing be solved by borrowing the Sorcerer's Stone?" The Sorcerer's Stone can be used to make elixir of life, and nowadays The only owner of the Philosopher's Stone in the world is Dumbledore's best friend.

After the initial shock had passed, Harry was really happy for his headmaster.He always remembered Dumbledore's behavior after drinking those green potions in the cave.Compared to that, he would of course be more happy to see Dumbledore live better, as he himself once said.

"Why do I feel that you seem to be very happy?" Voldemort glanced at Harry's expression.

Harry put the transparent glass bottle on the side shelf, pulled the other person's face down, and kissed him hard. "It's a good thing, why shouldn't you be happy?"

"It's not you who dares to increase the workload." Voldemort snorted coldly.But his hand had already clasped Harry's waist and slid down skillfully.

All weekend, no one saw Harry.The time he reappeared was Monday's Potions exam, when two people - yes, two Harrys - masterfully brewed two potions at the same time.Everyone from the examiner to the professor dropped their eyeballs and jaws in shock. The difficulty of this transformation spell was comparable to that of the previous stag.As for the next exams in astronomy, history of magic, and muggle studies, Harry felt that even if he didn't perform too well, he would definitely get a good grade or better.

The only surprise was probably Hagrid.During the exam of the Protection of Magical Creatures class, his younger brother who was hiding in the Forbidden Forest suddenly ran out, scaring the students who were feeding Thorn and running away.A half-breed giant, this creates a lot of visual pressure.The examiners and professors were taken aback again (but they would have preferred Harry's kind of surprise), drew their wands and tried to subdue Glop.

And Harry was on the Astronomy Tower at that time, saw the movement from the Forbidden Forest from a distance, and threw a freezing spell.He saw red lights flashing wildly over there, and the Stunning Spell never had much effect on giants.

As a result, the students had just run halfway when they heard a rumbling sound coming from behind, which felt like the ground was shaking.Looking back, everyone was stunned: Who froze this mountain-like human-shaped ice cube!

"This freezing spell deserves extra points in Charms!" Professor Tofty said tremblingly.

Dumbledore was also attracted by such a big movement.When he saw the ice cube, he thought it was very familiar, but he didn't remember it until he finished dealing with the Glop incident and walked into the castle.Didn't Voldemort cast a Freezing Charm on the Norsefang in Harry's first year?Sure enough, he didn't need to worry about Harry anymore...