Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 1141: The most precious legacy

"Here, what are you looking at?"

Albert put a cup of milk tea in front of Isobel, and sat down on the sofa next to him with a cup, his eyes fell on the photo frame on the table.

"My mother asked Dobby to bring the book, and I feel that the contents in the book are useless." Isobel put down the book in his hand, took a sip of the milk tea, and said, "She gave us a free time to go back."

"Well, we'll go back to the UK after this matter is over." Albert put his hand on Isobel's stomach lightly, "What happened."

"A few days ago, but it hasn't been officially confirmed yet. You know that I don't have any experience in this area." Isobel looked calm, she had expected this day to come, and she had already accepted it. Mental preparation for all this, although it was indeed a little early for her.

"Don't worry, I'll accompany you." Albert held Isobel's hand.

"I know."

Isobel has never been intimidated by this, especially since the last time he got Albert's protection.

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

Albert quickly glanced at the map, and after confirming who was coming, got up from his seat and opened the door for the other party.

"Good morning professor."

Albert smiled and greeted Dumbledore, who was standing outside the door.

"How about Nicole and Perenal?" Dumbledore asked directly.

"After the elixir of immortality ran out, their health became worse and worse." Albert stepped back to make room for Dumbledore, "I made a prediction not long ago, probably today. "

"Your prophecy is really convenient." After Dumbledore entered the room, he closed the door with his back hand. "However, it is best not to abuse it at will. Knowing the future results is sometimes not a good thing."

"They should be waking up soon, sit down first!" Albert made Dumbledore a cup of milk tea, "If today's schedule is not busy, just stay and accompany them on the last journey, I Guess Nico and Perenal would definitely be nice to meet you."

"I'm free all day today." Dumbledore added a few cubes of sugar to the milk tea, stirring slowly with a spoon, "Nico and Perenal are lucky."

The two were not alone before they died, and there were still people who wanted to be with them all the time.

"Are you injured?"

Albert's gaze fell on Dumbledore's black and dry left palm.

"Yes."

Dumbledore put down his spoon, took a sip of milk tea, and said softly, "It's worth it, though."

"Is it worth it?"

"I don't regret it."

"Sure enough, it is difficult to change the outcome of the prophecy. The best way is to not go." Albert sighed helplessly.

"Looks like you expected it."

"I know I can't convince you, and I didn't think about doing that." Albert shook his head. "I can only give you a little reminder, but it's obviously useless."

Isobel looked strangely at the two of them who were playing the riddles. Because the tone of the two people was so flat, those who didn't know thought they were talking about what to eat for breakfast today.

"I'm very curious, you, who have always been very rational, can actually make such a fatal mistake." Albert asked his doubts.

"You can't never make mistakes." Dumbledore didn't care about his injury.

"Wrong? I thought you... Forget it." Albert put down the teacup, looked at Dumbledore's charred palm and said, "Actually, I've always been curious about what made you pick up that ring? "

"Everyone has something they desire," said Dumbledore lightly.

"It seems that you got your wish." Albert sighed, "It's just that the price is a bit high."

"I don't regret it." Dumbledore looked at Albert and said calmly: "I have lived a long time, death is not terrible for me, and, I still have enough time to go Do what I want to do."

"Just be happy." Albert shook his head, "I haven't lived enough anyway."

Dumbledore looked at Isobel next to him, nodded and said, "You are still young, and you have a lot of good times."

"If you want Harry to succeed you, train him well," said Albert suddenly.

"I'm already doing it, and Harry's doing great too." Dumbledore finished his cup of milk tea and refilled it for himself.

"You can't expect Harry to be lucky forever."

"Lucky? Harry didn't just get through it by luck." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, obviously disliking Albert's words.

"There is actually a big problem with your plan," said Albert calmly. "Sometimes knowledge and courage are not enough, you need to give Harry the strength to face the unknown."

"You're right, but I can't expect Harry to defeat Voldemort on his own." Dumbledore whispered, "Harry is not you, there's no chance of that, you and I know that, I had to use other methods, methods that even Voldemort ignored."

"What if Harry dies unfortunately?" Albert felt that if Harry wasn't the protagonist, he would have died early due to his character and behavior.

"I believe in Harry," said Dumbledore.

"Actually, I also believe that Harry can defeat the mysterious man." Albert suddenly said, "However, it is necessary to have the power to protect yourself, at least to protect the people you want to protect at a critical moment, rather than watching others die for him."

Dumbledore was silent because he heard what Albert meant: In the near future, many people will die.

Although Dumbledore knew very well that in this wizarding war, sacrifice was unavoidable.

"Is that the reason?" Dumbledore actually agreed with Albert, but he wouldn't bet because Harry wasn't Albert.

Sometimes, Dumbledore also thought that if Albert was the savior, it would make him a lot easier.

Unfortunately, he is not.

"No, that's just one of the reasons." Albert's voice was full of disgust, "Although I don't want to admit it, the world is cruel and realistic. If I don't get stronger, I will Probably nothing."

"Only the strong are qualified to be kind, the strong are qualified to talk about kindness, the strong are qualified to have fairness, and the strong have the right to choose..." Albert said mockingly, "In fact, you You should know better than anyone else, that's why you helped to write the laws of the Ministry of Magic, because you know better than anyone else that at least you can make the laws of the Ministry of Magic relatively fair and not biased towards certain people."

"That's why you hate the Ministry of Magic?"

"I hate spending time wrangling with those disgusting guys. Life like that is pointless." Albert made no secret of his disgust, "And if I were you, I would pay more attention. Your business, your time is running out."

"You're right." Dumbledore turned to Isobel and said, "Can you help me go in and see what happened to Nico and Perenal."

Isobel looked up at Dumbledore, then at Albert, sure they were talking about how to deal with Voldemort, but just didn't want her to know.

"Go on, honey," Albert said softly.

After Isobel had walked away, Dumbledore said, "I've gotten a little bit of an eye on the RAB you said last time."

"Oh, you found it?" Albert is not surprised, as long as Dumbledore investigates carefully, it is not possible to speculate who RAB is.

After all, the number of Death Eaters is so small, Dumbledore must know it, and it is enough to check one by one.

As for why Death Eaters?

Ordinary people are obviously not entitled to know this.

Most likely it was some Death Eater who kept Horcruxes, like Lucius Malfoy who kept the diary.

"." Dumbledore said a name.

"Faster than I expected," Albert repeated his name, raising his eyebrows, "Regulus Arcturus Black? Sirius' younger brother?"

"You know what?"

"Phineas asked me to make a prophecy, he died." Albert asked curiously, "Did you find that thing?"

"No, Kreacher is dead." Dumbledore said this, frowning slightly, "Sirius killed it, and not long ago, he used the betrayal of the house elf to eat to death. Sending false information."

Dumbledore was in a very bad mood when he talked about it.

"I thought Sirius would take care of this matter properly, but I didn't expect him to kill the house-elf." Albert was a little insincere, he actually expected to confirm that Kreacher betrayed Sirius and went to Malfoy , and when he tried to murder Harry, he was probably dead, and no one would leave such a time bomb.

"However, Sirius is luckier than you, at least he's still alive."

"You mean..." Dumbledore had already guessed something, and he heard a familiar voice as soon as he spoke.

"Old man, your situation doesn't look too good." Nicole and Perenal walked into the living room, leaning on crutches, assisting each other, and when they glanced over Dumbledore's charred palm, they knew that Dumbledore's case.

"Yeah!" Dumbledore glanced at his palm, moved his eyes to the old man who supported each other and walked out, smiled and said, "However, there is enough time."

Due to the fact that the elixir of life has been exhausted, the health of the LeMay couple is not as good as before, and death is rapidly approaching them.

Albert quickly got up and helped Nicole sit on the sofa, Isobel also helped Perenal to be next to Nicole, and the next topic became light and pleasant.

It's all about reminiscing some interesting things that happened in the past, Nico and Perenal also talk about the scene of meeting Dumbledore for the first time.

They listened in silence, occasionally throwing in a word.

It's just, I don't know when, Nico and Perenal didn't speak again, just sat quietly together, as if asleep.

"They are lucky."

Looking at the LeMay couple who closed their eyes and fell into a deep sleep, Dumbledore said softly, as if he was worried about waking the sleeping old man.

"Yeah, they're lucky. I'll leave it to you next, Professor." Albert reached out to grab Isobel's hand and turned to Dumbledore.

The Lemay couple left their funeral affairs to Dumbledore, so Albert did not intend to interfere in these matters. For him, accompanying the Lemay couple on the final journey was far better than waiting for him to die It is more important to hold a grand funeral later.

"Well, leave it to me," Dumbledore said softly. "By the way, they left something for you."

"You don't mind if I take this." Albert asked, not caring about the inheritance, pointing to the photo frame on the table.

"He left it to you."

The funeral of the LeMays was also kept secret, at the Beauxbatons Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Few people attended the funeral, which is what the LeMays meant, they didn't want to be disturbed. To this end, Madame Maxime chose a place where no one would disturb the Lemays.

After Dumbledore's eulogy, Albert lit the flames himself.

Dazzling white flames burst out from around the LeMay's body and around the table, quickly engulfing everything,

Then the white flames disappeared, and a large white marble tomb appeared, enclosing the remains of the LeMays and the table on which they were placed.

It's all over.

Then, it will be a new beginning.

"They were just tired and lay down to rest." Dumbledore patted Albert's shoulder lightly.

"I know." Albert turned to the crying house-elf beside him. "You can choose to stay at Beauxbatons to guard the grave of the LeMay couple, or leave with me."

Albert gave the house-elves who took care of the Lemay couple the opportunity to choose, although according to Nicolemay's intention, the house that was cast with the Faithful Charm and the house-elves were left to Albert, But Albert wasn't going to force the house-elves, but let them choose.

The house-elf looked at Albert with tearful eyes, and finally decided to stay at Beauxbatons to guard the tomb of the LeMays~IndoMTL.com~ It's up to you. "Albert turned to Madame Maxime.

"Don't worry, I will arrange this," said Madame Maxime.

Albert and Dumbledore looked at each other, took out their wands and cast a spell around the tomb. An invisible and transparent magical barrier completely shrouded the area ahead, and the tombs of the LeMay couple disappeared out of thin air.

This way, no students will disturb their sleep.

"Then let's go first." Albert bowed slightly to Dumbledore and Madame Maxime, and left Beauxbatons with Isobel.

Mrs. Olim Maxime looked at the two of them in the distance and murmured, "They are lucky."

She already knew that Albert and Isobel had been with the two old men for the last time in their lives, allowing them to walk peacefully.

"Yeah," Dumbledore murmured, "I'm a little envious of myself, to be honest."

"What?" Madame Maxime asked suspiciously.

"Nothing, let's deal with Nico's estate. They donated almost all of it to Beauxbatons." Dumbledore changed the subject.

"I thought the LeMays would leave things for their best students."

Honestly, Mrs. Olim Maxime was surprised when she saw the list that the LeMays had donated to Beauxbatons.

"They have left Albert the most precious thing," Dumbledore said softly.

"The Philosopher's Stone?" guessed Madame Olim Maxime.

"No, the Philosopher's Stone was destroyed a long time ago." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "It's knowledge. For Mr. Anderson, knowledge is the most precious wealth."

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