Chapter 499 Showdown

As the daylight grew brighter, there were gradually more people in the teahouse, including adults and children.

But among all the people on the sixth floor, no one looked in the direction of Dumbledore and Ada, as if the corner where they were was had never existed.

Dumbledore looked at Ada motionless. The principal didn't know if he was wrong or if something had influenced Ada and made her have such extreme thoughts.

How would Cornelius Fudge feel when he woke up, saw three wands on his bedside, and knew that someone had broken into his home silently? Especially after learning that three staff members from the Ministry of Magic were "missing", and these three staff members were sent to investigate Arthur Weasley.

Dumbledore didn't need to think carefully to know that Fudge would definitely step up the pressure and deal with him to eliminate himself, the biggest "threat". If he was really cornered, Fudge might be able to do something else.

Dumbledore felt a headache, worse than when Voldemort came back.

"How long have you been planning this?" Dumbledore asked. "Are there any concrete plans since we last talked?"

Ada shook her head, then she put her arms on the table and made a gesture like Commander Ikari. She said: "No, I suddenly thought of it before taking action. The plan is not complete. As long as you think of the beginning, there may be loopholes in the follow-up."

"Professor, you know that I have never been very good at conspiracy or strategizing. I can't even predict the reactions of you and Fudge. But Professor came here in such a hurry, I think my beginning went very smoothly, and now I have to go Fudge's reaction. Hopefully not after school starts, that would be too boring."

Dumbledore did not move his eyes away, he was still looking at Ada.

If Ada's communication with Ms. Bones during the summer vacation was still a trial and an unformed idea on her part, now she is determined to do it and put it into practice.

Everything Ada did in the early hours of the morning could be seen as asking for a fight. It didn't matter even if Dumbledore was busy looking for Horcruxes, she could act on Dumbledore's behalf. She has this ability, and she also has this strength.

But this was not what Dumbledore wanted, this was far from what he had planned.

"You are too modest. You have already made a plan in your mind." Dumbledore said, "This is not something you came up with on the spur of the moment. Since the summer, you have been secretly conducting research on the Ministry of Magic. It should have taken shape by then. , but you didn’t fully realize it yourself. When Arthur was attacked, the staff of the Ministry of Magic provided you with the opportunity to attack, and also allowed you to complete your idea."

Finally, Ada also changed from a chess piece to a chess player. Faster than Dumbledore expected.

Ada retracted her hands and leaned back on the cold chair. "I think of Mr. Weasley as a father figure," she said.

"I know that's why we're still sitting here," Dumbledore said. "I know that you are different from them. Completely different."

Ada laughed, her laughter was very disdainful, as if she was laughing at herself or Dumbledore.

She looked at the people coming and going in the tea room and said, "Professor, you are always like this. You always think the best of people."

"Not everyone is worthy." Dumbledore shook his head and spoke softer, "Have you ever hesitated before taking action? Even if it was just a second of hesitation."

Ada gave Dana and Matthew a chance, twice.

Once, Ada asked him if he was the one who found Arthur Weasley and sent Arthur Weasley to St. Mungo's; once, Ada asked him to forget what happened that night.

In these two opportunities, as long as Dana follows Ada's wishes once, he and Matthew will not have to die. There is no difference between the life of one person and the lives of three people.

But Dana didn't. He chose to be loyal to the Ministry of Magic and Cornelius Fudge. His foolish loyalty got him killed.

Two people had died at this time, and Matthew's life and death no longer mattered. Even if he wanted to force Dumbledore or Fudge, these two lives were enough.

If Matthew put down his wand, there was still a chance that Ada would let him go, but he didn't. He raised his wand like Dana.

"There was no hesitation, my hands and feet were very crisp." Ada said, "It's much easier than killing a chicken." She didn't tell the truth, or telling the truth wasn't that important.

Dumbledore suddenly realized that he saw part of his own youth in Ada, as well as part of Gellert Grindelwald.

It was as if the two young men of Godric's Hollow had become one.

Dumbledore closed his eyes slightly and rubbed his eyebrows as he felt a headache. When he opened his eyes again, the boy from Godric's Hollow was gone. Ada was still Ada, and it was just Ada. is another believer in the phrase “for the greater good.”

Seeing Ada's cold face and thinking of her disregard for life that had nothing to do with him, Dumbledore's fingers twitched unconsciously.

This scene did not escape Ada's eyes, she saw it clearly, and she could also see Dumbledore's inner struggle. But Ada is not afraid, she is still very confident. Even if I can't fight, can't I still run?

Besides, Ada has not completely touched Dumbledore's bottom line, and there is still room for change.

"Maybe I shouldn't have taken you to see Gellert." Dumbledore said slowly. After saying this, he seemed to feel a lot more relaxed, and his headache became lighter.

"There is no if in this world, and there is also no maybe, professor." Ada picked up the glass of milk, which was still warm, "I am not Gellert Grindelwald, and I will not become the next Gellert Grindelwald. .”

After toasting the milk, Ada licked her lips and continued: "I just do what I think I should do. Even if it is wrong, I will do it. Otherwise, I am afraid that I will regret it."

The sunlight hit Ada, and the light made Dumbledore squint his eyes, as if he had returned to the morning in the Twilight Cottage. Sow the cause, get the result, many things are destined early on.

"Ada, are we still walking on the same road?" Dumbledore asked. He looked at Ada's lowered eyelids and wanted to know whether these green eyes were still shining.

Ada raised her head and looked into Dumbledore's eyes, the owner of whose eyes she had full confidence. Later, everything changed.

"I took a different path, different from the one you and Harry took," Ada said solemnly, "but the destination is the same."

After different paths, Dumbledore got an answer that wasn't too bad.

The principal stood up and said: "If you see my female student council president, please help me tell her that I hope to continue to see her at school. Hogwarts will always be her home."

Silent, Ada didn't give any reaction, but Dumbledore was satisfied, at least she didn't say "Versailles is my home."

Dumbledore turned to leave. He still had a lot to do, and his plans needed to be adjusted accordingly.

"professor!"

Dumbledore turned to look at Ada, anticipation rising in his eyes.

"Professor, you are old." Ada stared at the table. "Your generosity will eventually harm yourself."

This time it was Dumbledore's turn to be silent. He walked out of the tea room silently, leaving only Ada's tall and thin figure behind.

Watching that figure go away, Ada really wanted to chase him out at all costs. Her feelings for Albus Dumbledore were very complicated. Ada forced herself not to think about it, kept her head down, and even grabbed a dry sandwich and stuffed it into her mouth.

Ada knew that she had done nothing wrong. Even though her actions were difficult to accept and could even be said to have failed Dumbledore, time would prove that she was right.

She just forced Dumbledore or Fudge to move, so that Voldemort hiding in the dark would also move, without giving the dark forces time to continue to accumulate power.

Sacrifices now are only to reduce sacrifices in the future.

The sandwich was still too dry, and Ada threw the remainder back on the plate.

She stared blankly in the direction Dumbledore left, her eyes red, but not a single tear flowed out.