Chapter 821 You and I Are Just Doing Cruel Things for the Sake of So-Called Justice...

Ivan on the side was completely immersed in the story told by Dumbledore. He was shocked by Grindelwald's courage and felt sorry for the final break between the two.

"Are you telling me this in the hope that I can give up my plan to change the magic world? Professor?" Ivan pondered for a long time, slowly exhaled, and asked, and the ideas in his mind began to waver.

As a person who hates trouble, Ivan didn't want to worry about how wizards and Muggles could coexist harmoniously all day long. What he expected was a leisurely life of going to class every day and studying magic.

However, contrary to expectations, Voldemort's resurrection completely disrupted his plan, and Fudge's pressing pressure forced Ivan to take some drastic measures - such as attacking the Ministry of Magic!

Unknowingly, the entire British magical world was under his control, and with it came heavier and heavier pressure.

After all, he is not Fudge, and he cannot sit back and ignore some problems and openly leave them to his successors to worry about.

Because of this, Ivan changed his mind.

What he wants is more than just defeating Voldemort. In addition, Ivan also hopes to really do something to make up for the damage he has caused to the magical world...

But now it seems that it is more difficult to change the status quo of the wizarding world than he expected. As talented as Grindelwald has been fighting for his whole life, he has not even been able to solve the problem of internal strife among wizards. This makes Ivan start to I suspect that what I need to face may be a dead end.

Just when Ivan was confused about this, Dumbledore's voice suddenly sounded.

"I'm afraid you misunderstood me, Hals."

"If there is really someone who can change the magical world, then I think that person will definitely be you..." Dumbledore looked at Ivan and said seriously. "Whether this road ultimately leads to heaven or hell..."

Ivan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head. "You look down on me, Professor..."

"You probably don't understand your own specialness, Hals. You are the most talented wizard I have ever seen. Neither Tom, Grindelwald nor I had such a powerful power when we were young. "Dumbledore said.

Ivan smiled coquettishly and did not reply. He knew his own family affairs well. If there were no systematic means of accelerating learning, Ivan felt that he would be at the level of an outstanding fifth grader now.

"What's more, your talent is much better than ours. I have never seen anyone who can conquer hundreds of dark wizards and rule the entire British wizarding world at the age of fourteen or fifteen." Dumbledore Crescent Moon The eyes under the shaped glasses stared at Ivan, and he spoke slowly. "You did what Voldemort dreamed of..."

The originally harmonious atmosphere on the field suddenly cooled down.

Ivan was silent for a while, but instead of denying it, he asked directly.

"You know? Did Professor Snape tell you?"

Although Ivan had long guessed that Dumbledore might have some knowledge of his affairs, when he really made it clear, he couldn't help but become a little nervous.

Dumbledore shook his head, "When I was wandering around the magical world, I happened to meet a lost wizard. This poor man had just broken free from the shackles of the Imperius Curse. The memory in his mind was chaotic. He even couldn't even name himself. I don’t even remember…”

Nott? !

Ivan immediately guessed who Dumbledore was talking about. He did not expect that this guy who had been missing for several days would be so lucky to bump into Dumbledore.

No, I should say that I am relatively unlucky.

While secretly complaining in his heart, Ivan also retorted verbally. "Nott is not pitiful. You should have seen the Dark Mark on his arm. There are not a few Muggles and wizards who have died at his hands!"

"What about the Aurors who died in the Ministry of Magic and the innocent clerks who were injured?" Dumbledore's eyes became sharper and he said seriously.

"Their sacrifices paid for the lives of seventy-one elite Death Eaters. Don't forget that once these people successfully escape from Azkaban and return to the hands of the Dark Lord, they will only cause more destruction!" Fan responded tit-for-tat.

"You could have ended the lives of those Death Eaters in Azkaban...instead of leading people into the Ministry of Magic to kill the current Minister, resulting in the death of dozens of innocent Aurors!" Dumbledore was a little confused. Angry, his white beard and hair fluttered slightly under the vibration of magic power.

"Fudge has caused enough chaos in the wizarding world. His continued position as Minister of Magic will only drag everyone into the quagmire! I killed him to prevent more people from dying because of his stupidity!" Ivan said firmly without giving in at all.

The terrifying dragon's power continued to escape from Ivan's body, intertwined with Dumbledore's aura, and the mahogany table in the center shook slightly, and cracks appeared one after another on the table...

Ivan stared intently at the centenarian man facing him, anger rising in his heart, and he continued without mercy. "What about you? Professor Dumbledore? What have you done for the wizarding world since Voldemort was resurrected?"

"I don't believe that Professor Snape didn't report to you the information about Voldemort's intention to break into prison. You had the chance to kill those Death Eaters, didn't you?"

"But you still didn't do it! Because you thought that killing them might expose Professor Snape's identity... In your opinion, this undercover agent placed next to Voldemort is far more powerful than the seventy-one Death Eaters and the damage they might cause. Destruction is more important! Aren’t the wizards who will die at their hands innocent?”

Ivan's questioning words were like the sharpest sharp knife, cutting into Dumbledore's heart, making the centenarian man's figure become more and more withered.

"Perhaps you are right, Hals. You and I are just sacrificing those innocent people wantonly for the so-called justice in our hearts..." Dumbledore closed his eyes and said with emotion.

But just a moment later, Dumbledore opened his eyes again, and his withered figure seemed to suddenly become upright. He spoke with a voice like a bell.

"Since you insist on your justice, then prove it to me, Hals..."

"It's time to make a decision!"

Speaking of this, Dumbledore's blue eyes emitted a different kind of light. Those eyes stared at Ivan, as if he wanted to see something from his face. "You've been planning to do this for a long time anyway, haven't you? Clear the last obstacle and avenge your father..."