Memories

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Office of the Principal.

A white-bearded old man wearing a light red robe and a tall hat looked at a piece of parchment in front of him. On it, there were lines of pitch-black lettering that described the Prophecy professor he once heared.

.....

[The person with the ability to destroy the Dark Lord is about to appear.

It is very likely that he will be born into a family that has fought against the Dark Lord three times.

The date of birth will be the last day of July.

He will be regarded as a fierce enemy in life by the Dark Lord.

The Son of Prophecy has magical powers that the Dark Lord does not understand.

The two of them will definitely meet, and one will die at the hands of the other.

It is impossible for two people to survive at the same time.

But in the new era... The Son of Prophecy and the Dark Lord will fall prey to the ancient one...]

.....

The white shadow in front of Dumbledore shook, and an owl suddenly appeared. The owl tilted its head from time to time while combing its feathers, looking at the old man in front of him. Hawkeye's face mirrored Dumbledore's face.

"Snap!"

Dumbledore stood up from his seat. Where the white owl was originally standing, a burst of white smoke suddenly appeared, and its body disappeared.

"Counting the time, Hagrid should have found Harry within the prescribed plan, and now I can also entrust him with the follow-up 'secret' mission, hoping that the group of Gringotts goblins who cut the door will abide by the agreement," Dumbledore said, leaning forward. At the same time, he bypassed the desk in front of him and came to the metal door on the other side.

His gaze lingered a little on the ancient and intricate pattern above, and then he took another step forward.

"Poof!"

Dumbledore's body passed directly through the iron door and entered the confined space behind the door.

There were no candles here, and it was surrounded by dark walls, covering an area of only four square meters. In this cold and dark environment, a blue-blue light lit up in the center. The light was extremely faint, and from Dumbledore's point of view, it was a broad, flattened and hollow basin.

The basin was in the center and seemed to be flowing like water, although it didn't carry water but magic as majestic as the ocean. What flowed in the magic was the information squeezed out of his brain.

"It's time to think again," muttered Dumbledore, reaching out and pulling a wand out of his cuff. The tip of the wand was aimed at his temple. With a flick of his wrist, the light at the tip of the wand flickered, and then a small string of smoke-like white glow was pulled out of his mind. It followed the guidance of the wand in Dumbledore's hand and fell into the blue-blue source of magic in the iron basin under him.

Important memories were withdrawn, and as the headmaster of Hogwarts, Dumbledore knew that there were too many things to think about every day. Even a powerful magician like him would inevitably be negligent. He wanted to see what he had overlooked and why he saw a weird smile in the owl's eyes. This time, he was determined to find out "him."

Dumbledore's voice resonated as he recited a series of cryptic spells. In the next instant, Dumbledore's body became weightless, plummeting rapidly, and the entire environment around him underwent a transformation.

He got transferred to the world of his memories.

.....

The sky above was shrouded in darkness, with distant points of light. Dark brown rocky cliffs lay at his feet, and a trail stretched behind him. Dumbledore stood still, gazing toward a figure at the forefront of the cliff, a figure identical to himself, hands clasped behind his back, motionless.

However, Dumbledore's attention wasn't fixated on his own doppelgänger. Instead, he turned to look behind him.

Amid the obscurity of the night, a man in a gray robe, cautiously surveilling his surroundings, tiptoed past him.

This man was...

Severus Snape.

"Snape," Dumbledore muttered softly as he followed Snape's steps, closing the distance to his remembered self on the cliff.

Dumbledore was acutely aware that this was a clandestine meeting between him and one of Voldemort's followers.

As Snape hastened towards the cliff, his countenance revealed a profound inner struggle.

"I.... I...." he stammered.

On the cliff, Dumbledore stood with his hands behind his back, not bothering to glance back.

Snape hesitated for a moment before continuing, "I.... I have relayed the prophecy I stole from you to my master. You know, I... I cannot deceive him. For each of his devoted followers, deceiving him would be worse than death."

However, Dumbledore on the cliff merely emitted a cold snort, paying Snape no heed.

Taking a deep breath, Snape pressed on, "Professor Dumbledore, believe it or not, my master has taken note of 'Lilly's family.' He intends to end their lives personally, and the child of prophecy has aroused his intense jealousy."

Suddenly, Dumbledore on the cliff turned around, locking eyes directly with Snape, who stood before him.

"You... When you informed Voldemort that a wizard was born on July 31, you knew afterward that the child's mother was 'Lily'! Didn't you plead for her in front of him?"

Snape's face turned pallid, and he could only stammer in the face of Dumbledore's gaze on the cliff, "I... As part of the deal for revealing this information, he agreed to spare Lily. But...."

"I have no qualms delivering you, a Death Eater, to Azkaban." Dumbledore warned sternly.

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