[HP] Dearest Enemy

It was a sleepless night for Dumbledore.

His conjecture was correct, Harry really came from the future, half a century away from the present.Even the best people can't predict what will happen in the future. Dumbledore didn't think that Grindelwald was not what he needed to guard against. Instead, it was the junior named Voldemort that made him exhaust the rest of his life.

Dumbledore hadn't expected Harry to confess to himself like this. He was ready to use Legilimency, but Harry didn't give him the chance.Dumbledore couldn't forget the expression on Harry's face when he narrated, he was trying his best to tell those cruel past events as a bystander.Harry kept these secrets for many years. If it weren't for the unconscious ravings when he was in a coma, Dumbledore knew that he probably never had the chance to hear these secrets in his life.

As Harry's story draws to a close, Dumbledore finally understands Harry's irrepressible trusting yet wary attitude towards him.Indeed, he could understand why Harry didn't want to get involved in these disputes anymore, and he also knew that Harry had been discouraging Alex not to get too close to him.If it weren't for Harry's special status, Dumbledore could have ignored these.

However, it is different now, and he must not remain indifferent after knowing these things.

Death eaters, prophecies, mortal enemies, scars, the Philosopher's Stone, Horcruxes...Harry used successive events to connect these key elements in series. The uninterrupted narrative can be called almost impeccable, and the answers to questions are also impeccable.But Dumbledore did not lose sight of the fact that Harry was vague about another key figure in these events, Voldemort.This second-generation Dark Lord seemed to have brought a huge disaster to the wizarding world, but Harry didn't say anything about it except he mentioned that he was the chairman of the student union of Hogwarts when he said he found the diary. Other descriptions of the person's life.

This was not normal, Dumbledore caught it keenly.Harry was Voldemort's chosen opponent himself, and he had no reason to be ignorant of that powerful opponent, as his protector Dumbledore would not have done.And from Harry's account, Voldemort must have been one of his students.This person was protected by Harry after he went back to 50 years ago, and Harry wanted to prevent others from harming him, especially himself.There is no doubt that there is only one person who meets these conditions.The teenager who would be the next Head Boy, the best student Hogwarts had ever seen.

Tom Riddle.

This explains why Harry wrote a letter when Tom entered school and told him to pay more attention to this child, and Harry himself was overly suspicious and wary of Tom when he first entered Hogwarts, and he was Tom's adoptive father.He was worried, and Harry was worried that Tom would follow the old path of becoming Voldemort, but judging from Harry's performance today, he had obviously given up on this idea.

Dumbledore had no intention of investigating how the relationship between the godfather and son had changed. He could get the information he wanted from Alex, who was in close contact with the two.Harry is obviously a very kind person, and that's evident from the fact that he raised Tom, who would become his worst enemy in the future.But kind people are easy to soften their hearts, and he noticed this in Harry's narrative. Harry's concealment of Tom's behavior made him conclude that this was an unchangeable part of the green-eyed man's character.

And another fact that cannot be ignored is that Harry did not say all the key points.Although Harry's body was severely damaged, his brain was still intact.Harry used the three days before changing the ward to formulate a plan for questioning Dumbledore, and Tom was definitely not the only thing he didn't say.

There was no doubt that Harry knew him far better than Dumbledore himself had predicted.Harry's relationship with Grindelwald is only mentioned at the beginning that he will beat him, without saying a word or asking any questions.If this was the reaction Harry should have, then it was a little too normal.Leaving aside for a moment how he had dealt with Harry as a student, the fact that Harry and Alex were very close and he didn't ask anything seemed odd.Dumbledore also expressed his wish that Harry could do something for him. If he didn't know enough about himself, with his current reputation and character, he would never help him with things. reason.

How much Harry knew about himself, and how he knew it, Harry didn't mention.He may not have forgiven himself for concealing and betraying him at the last moment, although the current self knows nothing about it.

Dumbledore sat at his desk, put one hand on his forehead, and sighed wearily.As the savior who accidentally returned to the past, Harry's value is immeasurable.But in any case, the surveillance of Tom Riddle must begin now.Of course, Dumbledore, who was born in Gryffindor, didn't like the excellent and almost perfect Slytherin, but if Tom might become Voldemort, he would also feel sad.

Harry didn't know how much Dumbledore would find flaws in his own words, but that was as far as he could go.Harry deliberately kept Tom from Dumbledore, although he knew it was only a matter of time before Dumbledore's wisdom connected Voldemort and Tom; People and things not mentioned, the Deathly Hallows is far more important.He didn't question Dumbledore either, telling his past had exhausted his strength.He just wants to sleep well now, but he has to think about what happened during the day before he falls asleep.Tom's life was in his hands, and he couldn't take it lightly.

Thinking of the boy who was growing up, Harry couldn't help thinking of Tom's vigorous look surrounded by everyone.Too young, just like himself back then, but much more perfect than himself.Harry had to admit that whether it was Tom who had not been changed by himself or his current godson, they were all very dazzling characters, and their brilliance could not be covered up.

Speaking of which, he hadn't seen Tom for a long time, Harry let out a breath, and asked the house-elf who was standing by to bring the double-sided mirror for him.However, when he took the mirror in his hand, Harry began to hesitate again.Tom is a careful man, and he will definitely see how bad his situation looks.Desperate to see his face and hear his voice, Harry handed the double-sided mirror to the elf to put back, took out a shorthand quill and a piece of parchment, and began dictating the daily correspondence with Tom. content.

Although he knew what he did would make Tom angry, Harry didn't want his godson throwing a fit at him in St. Mungo's.

Dumbledore still came to Harry's ward early the next morning before breakfast.It's just that Harry didn't wake up as early as the previous few days.The therapist told Dumbledore that this was because Harry's physical condition had prevented him from sleeping well, but it was much better now.Harry ordered some dreamless potions last night, and he probably had to sleep for another two hours before waking up.

"Then can I stay with him inside?" Dumbledore asked.

"Of course you can, as long as you don't disturb the patient," said the therapist.He was a little curious, but he had never heard of Dumbledore being so interested in a colleague before.

Dumbledore asked a few more questions about Harry's situation before opening the door and entering the ward.

Harry was still fast asleep, his sleeping face looking peaceful.Because of the slight recovery of the body, his face is not as pale as before, and the color of his lips has returned to normal.The therapist said that Harry's body could recover in two weeks at most, and the bandages could be removed in two days.It's just that the conflict between the spell and the runes caused Harry's sequelae to be completely uncertain. The poor man who also studied time magic and was admitted to the hospital only found abnormalities after returning home.

The healer's timing was perfect, and when Dumbledore entered the ward again two hours later, Harry was already eating his breakfast.

"Good morning, Harry," Dumbledore greeted him, "Did you sleep well?"

"Good morning, Albus." Harry nodded. "Mr. Bryan told me you came here once this morning."

"You were still sleeping at that time." Dumbledore said understandingly, and handed Harry the Daily Prophet that he had received in the morning. "I think you probably have the habit of subscribing to this publication."

"Thank you." Harry took the newspaper and nodded to Dumbledore.After being hospitalized for four days, he really wanted to see what news there was recently.He knew that Dumbledore still wanted to say something to himself, this was just a buffer time.

Harry scanned the pages of the paper quickly, but found nothing noteworthy.Dumbledore waited patiently for Harry, which made him sigh inwardly.

"You have something to say, Albus." Harry folded the newspaper and put it aside, looking at the wizard sitting in the chair by his bed.

"I still have some questions about our conversation yesterday," said Dumbledore. "I assume you'd like to go ahead and answer my questions?"

Harry smiled, "I'll do my best."

Dumbledore nodded in satisfaction, changed to a slightly more casual sitting position, and crossed his fingers: "The Voldemort you mentioned yesterday, he is the future Tom, right?"

Harry hesitated, then nodded, "It's him."

"Is that why you adopted Tom and made him your godson?" asked Dumbledore.

"Not exactly," said Harry slowly. "Tom was less than an hour old when I met him. I should have given him a chance. He's changed, Albus."

Dumbledore nodded: "I understand, Harry."

Harry shook his head, as if he didn't believe that Dumbledore really understood how much Tom had changed, and then changed the subject: "Can I ask you a few questions?"

Dumbledore didn't object, and leaned back in the chair, looking relaxed: "Ask, Harry."

"Deathly Hallows," said Harry quietly, a question that had been bothering him.

Dumbledore's body stiffened.

"Ah, yes." A distressed expression appeared on Dumbledore's face, and the relaxed posture just now was gone.Harry knew a lot about his past, and the question was straightforward.

"You sought out a way to conquer death," said Harry. "I know about Ariana, your sister and your mother's death. I hope to get the truth from you."

Dumbledore looked into Harry's green eyes with his blue eyes, only this time the gaze was no longer as penetrating as it usually was.

"You taught me how to defeat Voldemort," said Harry softly.

"But I'm not your headmaster yet." There was an imperceptible pleading in Dumbledore's voice.

"In the future it will be," said Harry pleadingly. "I want to know the truth, Albus. In the past I thought your friendship with Grindelwald and your pursuit of the Deathly Hallows were a stain on your image." .I've been confused and only you can tell me everything."

"Truth, this is a beautiful and terrible thing." Dumbledore spoke after a while.

"We will all treat it with caution." Harry said flatly, "Hallows are not Horcruxes, and I understand the difference between the two."

A moment of silence.

"It starts with my sister." Dumbledore finally spoke softly, "You know the secret of her ill health, and you know that my father paid the price to avenge her, and my mother paid with her life. I hated it all at the time, Harry."

Harry frowned slightly.Dumbledore shook his head, and continued to tell his story frankly and indifferently: "I have talent, I am excellent, I want to escape, I want to be at the top. I love them, I love my family, but I am selfish .After my mother died, I had to take care of a disabled younger sister and a wayward younger brother, and my heart was full of pain and resentment. I thought I was trapped and wasting my time. But here he is..."

"Grindelwald," said Harry, "are you friends?"

Dumbledore showed a wry smile: "Yes, we are. You can't imagine how his thoughts attracted me and inspired me. Muggles were forced to submit, wizards were proud...until the reality was replaced by my rough personality. The face of my brother appeared...he ran away, as no one but me could have expected."

He buried his face in his hands, Harry hesitated, sat up with some effort and put his hand on his shoulder.

Dumbledore shook his head, and gradually controlled his emotions: "I heard rumors about him many years later, and he got the Elder Wand. At that time, the post of Minister of Magic was offered to me more than once, and I refused. Now... power is my weakness, Harry."

"So you chose to stay at Hogwarts." Harry withdrew his hand and said softly, "and Grindelwald raised an army to use the power of Muggles to realize the dreams of both of you when you were young. Albus, I and His men have fought." Dumbledore's body trembled, and Harry paused slightly, "More than once, they hunted me all over the European continent. I know you are making Alex and your men Doing something, but it's not enough. You can beat him, as long as you stand up! But you are afraid of him."

Dumbledore accepted Harry's accusation and nodded emphatically: "You are right, I am afraid of him. I am not afraid of death, Harry, but I am afraid of the truth. I am afraid that I caused my sister death."

The two were silent again.

"You should see him, Albus," said Harry softly at last. "I think Grindelwald would like to see you too, you understand."