"Harry, I stay here just to meet you here." Dumbledore walked to Harry, with a kind tone, with a little joy.

"Professor?" Harry also looked at Albus Dumbledore who appeared in front of him in surprise. He thought he would never see him again. "Where is this?" Harry asked, looking around.

"Maybe it's a station." Dumbledore smiled.

"Professor..." Thousands of words gathered in Harry's throat, but they were like a ball of thread that was wrapped in a circle and could not find the beginning, and they could only spit out two words in the end.

"Don't worry, although I don't have much time, I can still accompany you and have a chat." Dumbledore waved his hand and signaled Harry to follow.

"Are we the only two of us here?" Harime moved his legs and followed the tall but slightly hunched old man in front of him.

"There is a poor child." Dumbledore said, and a bench suddenly appeared in front of him, and the sound of a bell-shattered like a bellows panting under the bench. Harry walked forward, squatted down, and looked at the skinned, bloody and deformed monster under the chair, shocked.

"That's Tom." Dumbledore stood beside Harry and whispered: "A part of him is almost dead here."

"professor?"

"Come on Harry, let's continue to move forward. I still have a lot of things to say to you. Maybe only here can I tell you something I can't tell you." Dumbledore grabbed Harry's shoulder, pulled him up, and led him forward. Harry looked back at the painful monster in a daze.

"professor?"

"I will tell you everything without reservation," Dumbledore said as he walked: "You should know now that you and Tom, Voldemort's fate and soul were entangled, starting from the night of the Godric Valley many years ago. Yes, Harry, you were not wrong, part of him lived in your body, and it used to be."

"I'm one of his Horcruxes too, aren't I?" Harry asked.

"It was. But Voldemort didn't know this. You were created by him by chance, and then he deliberately destroyed you." Dumbledore replied.

"I have to go back, right?"

"It depends on yourself, it is up to you."

“Can I make my own choice?”

"Yes." Dumbledore glanced around and patted Harry on the shoulder: "Look, this is a station. If you are desperate to go back, a train will soon appear. But before that, I want to apologize to you."

"No, professor, I don't need you to apologize." Harry waved his hand in a daze.

"I want it, Harry! Have you seen this gem?" Dumbledore spread his palms, and the purple gem floating on his chest was suspended in his palm.

"Of course." Harry nodded at the gem.

"It's a..." Dumbledore paused for a moment, as if thinking, but soon continued: "A god gave it to me. Before your parents came to Hogwarts, she visited Hogwarts and met me. This is the treasure she left to me."

"God? She?" Harry looked at his professor with some surprise.

"At least in my eyes, she is almost a god. Do you know the function of this gem?" Dumbledore asked, but he obviously did not mean to get an answer from Harry's mouth. He said without pause: "It can make people see through the future, a lot of the future!"

Harry was stunned.

"That's a future with different endings. Everything that each of us does will affect the ending they want. You can't imagine how addicted I was at that time. But soon, when I wanted to change the future, everything became uncontrollable. My behavior gave birth to more futures, some bad, mostly not very wonderful. So I realized that abuse of this power could lead to uncontrollable serious consequences. And when the power left behind disappeared, I had to face those bad situations. Although everything was bad."

Dumbledore shrugged, "I thought I could become its master by experiencing time. As a result, time told me that I was still its slave. It just turned the unpredictable and unpredictable future into a multiple-choice question with answers and choices. In essence, it is not different, it is just that it is kind or cruel to let you see the future you choose clearly."

"Harry, I'm sorry for letting you take it all."

"Did you foresee the death of my parents?" Harry understood why Dumbledore apologized to him.

"I can't change it, I can only follow the future I see step by step. Any unnecessary action will lead to the failure of choice. I know it's cruel, but I can't tell anyone. I can only watch everything happen like an outsider, and play the role I should play. This is a kind of torment for Harry! Seeing the future is not as beautiful as people imagine, but it will torture people."

"You saw your own death, too?"

"Of course. This is the end of my character. I think it is a relief." Dumbledore's tone was hard to say, and the ease after relief. "I will give you the last choice, Harry, you can choose to stay here to end everything outside. You can also go back and write a final chapter for the story outside."

"What about you, Professor?" Harry looked at Dumbledore.

"Me?" Dumbledore smiled: "I may have to respond to the call of an existence and start a new journey. This world, my time has ended, and the future is you, and your Harry."

"The old wand is in Voldemort's hands."

"Yes I know."

"That snake, I don't have a weapon to kill it."

"I remember telling you that Hogwarts never refuses people in need." Dumbledore looked at Harry: "I have always been good at wording. Language combined with my experience is a kind of power for me, like inexhaustible magic that can soothe sadness and slander others. But now, I want to change what I once said to you to: In Hogwarts, those who deserve help can always get help!

I leave it to you, and its remaining power may help you at the end. In the end, there is no need to pity the dead, the living! Especially those who have no love for life.”

After saying that, Harry watched Dumbledore's figure disappear in front of him. Only a beautiful gem with a charming purple halo was left, circling around his body.

...

Kama Taj.

In the morning class, Gu Yi opened his eyes, got up from the chair, and headed towards the world tree.

"Is there something happened?" Seeing Gu Yi's strangeness, Modu left the training apprentice and followed up to ask.
Chapter completed!