Chapter 499 The only Choice of 1 [35/39]

Chapter 499 The only choice

At times like these, even a conspiracy to end the war is the best option for all wizards.

"We didn't have a choice at the time, but now we have a choice." Dumbledore stared at George intently and said in a hopeful tone, "George, you are still young, you have an infinite bright future and a future, you can resist Live with Voldemort and you can protect the entire wizarding world."

He said with joy, "No matter how powerful Voldemort becomes, you are more talented, younger, and more potential than him. Voldemort will never be able to beat you."

"Voldemort's resurrection was a mistake. I planned to solve this mistake myself, but I no longer have the ability." Dumbledore said with a gloomy expression, "I have made many mistakes in my life. The biggest of them all."

He sighed, "Fortunately luck wasn't quite on Voldemort's side. Like those students said, I'm totally old, totally old, in body and soul."

Dumbledore murmured, "Before, I never dared to unload my burden, because I couldn't find anyone who could bear it. I was tired a long time ago, I was tired more than ten years ago, but I couldn't stop I've long wanted to leave, leave Hogwarts, leave"

George was silent, he knew where Dumbledore wanted to leave, what Dumbledore wanted to leave was this world. He wanted to die early in the morning, and he was already tired.

Everyone thinks that Dumbledore is the greatest wizard in the wizarding world, has all the honors he can have, and is a person worthy of envy and admiration. But were these really what Dumbledore wanted?

Is he really willing to bear the weight of the entire magic world with one person's body? What's more, he had taken on this task for too long, too long.

When a person takes the weight of the world, he will not only be crushed by the world, but will also break the world. The weight of the world should not be borne by a single person. This is too dangerous and too bad for the whole world and for that person.

Compared with Nick Lemay and his beloved wife who lived to be more than 600 years old, their departure is a happy farewell. Dumbledore is far from that age, but he has long wanted to die, and his heart and soul have long since withered.

Dumbledore thought death was the new adventure, and only because he had lost everything from the beginning, the world of the living was not his happiness. The people he loves, the people who love him, have all gone to that world of death.

For Dumbledore, death was not the end, but a new adventure. Maybe he can see his dead family again, he can see his dead sister, he can apologize like them, he can smile at them.

For Dumbledore, fleeing death meant fleeing from his family and eternal desolation.

Although Dumbledore was alive, it was as if he had not been buried. His heart died early, his soul died early.

In comparison, Voldemort can be regarded as a middle-year-old boy who is always young, but the old man is crazy, and he is single-minded as a king.

For Voldemort, everything Dumbledore had in mind simply didn't exist. He was Voldemort, the man who escaped death and leaped over death. Voldemort has only himself, no family.

For Voldemort, the family is a place where filth is hidden, the family is a liar, and the blood is just the beast venting everything he has, and his strength comes from himself. Only oneself can never betray oneself, only eternal life can escape failure. Voldemort will never be shaken by the outside world, just because Voldemort has nothing but himself, he only needs himself.

It is difficult to say which of these two attitudes towards death is better and which is worse. But George hoped that he would not be like Dumbledore and Voldemort.

At least, he prefers to live with his lover like Nick Lemay until he wants to leave. Maybe this time is ten thousand years.

Dumbledore looked at George with bright eyes and said in a gentle voice.

"The future magic world belongs to you, you can use your ideas to change them and change the world. You have enough time, you have reliable helpers, Harry, Ron, Hermione, they are in your They have grown very well under their guidance, and they will do a lot in the future.”

"The mutual aid society and your small group, they are also very good, you will bring good changes to the magic world."

Afterwards, he looked away, looked at the ceiling, and said sadly, "When I was young, I also had this idea, if I could find like-minded friends, if I could always be firm. Maybe you were born In the era, there will be a very peaceful and beautiful world."

If he has any guilt, the most guilt is for letting too many people live in a turbulent era, and for letting too many people live in a broken family. This was the most unacceptable and unbearable thing for him.

He looked at George with guilt and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm not as good and strong as you are. I spend too much time feeling sorry for myself, I lost the wizard's persistence, and after that , I have never had a breakthrough in strength.

His strength had stagnated many years ago, and in the beginning, it wasn't like that. He also had his youthful days, his energetic, dream-filled times.

At that time, his strength and his dreams were growing day by day. Until an accident happened, everything was ruined, everything was over, and for many years after that, he didn't know if he was really alive.

"Even years later, when Tom Riddle started to grow up, I still didn't know how to deal with it all." Dumbledore, like all old people, fell into the memory of the past again, "I saw very early that Tom was lurking. but I don't know how to guide him, I lack that ability."

"It was different from what people imagined. Although I was stronger than others at that time, I was not a good teacher. At that time, I was still troubled by my own affairs, and I couldn't comfort myself. I can only watch him step by step toward the predetermined trajectory, and he does nothing from beginning to end."

It's not that he didn't find Voldemort's problem, but he really didn't know how to deal with it, he was constantly affected by his own problems, and he couldn't even comfort himself.

Under such circumstances, how can he guide a student who is full of talent and full of extremes? There was nothing he could do, and he could only watch the other party go to the predetermined trajectory.

(To be continued.)