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Late at night, Isobel, wearing a thick cloak, pushed open the door of the cabin and walked onto the deck darkened by the night. Her eyes fell on Albert's back as he fished alone in the sea breeze under the oil lamp. She knew that whenever Albert had sothing on his mind, he would go to the deck alone to enjoy the breeze and fish, and think about how to solve the problem.
“Sowhat.”
Albert asked Isobel to sit next to him.
"If you don't mind..."
After Isobel sat down, she leaned her head over, and the two of them snuggled together, facing the sea breeze, looking at the dark sea ahead, and talking in a low voice.
"I discovered... Dumbledore isn't such a good person after all." Albert suddenly said sothing inexplicable.
"So, it's hard to accept?"
Isobel was a little surprised that Albert would ntion such a thing. In her opinion, Albert was not soone who would care about such things.
"No, I was just thinking that there are no so-called good people in this world." Albert picked up the fishing rod that had caught nothing and said self-deprecatingly, "It's right for not to be a good person. As long as people reach a certain level, there are no so-called good people."
"What happened?"
Isobel was sowhat confused by Albert's words.
Albert briefly told Isobel what happened to the wand maker nad Osido.
"So, you are blaming yourself for not being able to save him?" Isobel was surprised, but felt that this was not the reason. Albert was usually cold to strangers and would not worry about soone he didn't know.
Sure enough, he heard him say, "That's not the case. As a prophet, I have predicted people's disasters but cannot prevent them. I have been ntally prepared for this, not to ntion..."
"not to ntion?"
"Besides, I have saved Osido's family. But I feel like I am becoming more and more like Dumbledore."
Speaking of this, Albert was quite emotional.
"What?"
"The end justifies the ans."
"Dumbledore too?"
Isobel was surprised that Albert would say that about Dumbledore.
"Yes, most of the so-called big shots are similar." Albert sighed softly, "I find myself becoming the person I used to hate. I am still so young, I really don't understand why I have beco like that."
"So, you are feeling the change in yourself?" Isobel's expression suddenly beca a little strange: "Or do you just not want to go back to rest, dear?"
"No, I'm worrying about the follow-up plans." Albert hesitated for a mont, and Isobel revealed so news, "Harry, Ron and Hermione are a little behind in the current progress."
"It seems that the three of them have average talent in black magic. I rember you taught them personally." Isobel knew what progress Albert was referring to.
If everything went according to the original plan, after the mysterious man determined that the "Death Stick" in his hand was the real thing, it would be the ti for the three saviors to stage the drama of "bravely breaking into Gringotts and burning the Horcruxes", but Harry and the other two's control over Fiendfyre was really hard to describe.
Albert also knew that Harry could not be blad for this. The Fiendfyre Curse has always been the most difficult to completely control among all the dark magic. But things have co to this point, and he knows that he can't drag it on any longer, otherwise one day Voldemort will really kill Snape regardless of everything, and then find out that the death stick in his hand is actually a fake, and he will definitely realize that this is a trap carefully set by Albert for him. One day, Voldemort may not even care about the Horcruxes when he slls danger, and just turn around and run away, which will be really embarrassing. ….
They had to use the Horcruxes as bait and complete the final arrangent before Voldemort could react, completely killing Voldemort and stuffing his body back into the coffin to prevent him from jumping back and forth again.
But before making preparations, forcing Harry and the other two to form a team to invade Gringotts would be risky. What if the savior accidentally dies? What would they do then?
It’s not that Albert has no confidence in Harry’s savior halo, but the further back in ti and the more critical the mont, the more careful he needs to be, so as to avoid accidentally falling before the final victory and making his years of hard work a laughing stock.
Albert knew very well that nothing was perfect in this world, but he wanted it all, and he had to do his best to win the wizard war.
After all, he wanted to gain so much from this wizard war, so he had to pay a price. There was nothing he could do about it.
It’s not that Albert is too greedy, but he has been planning to pick the fruit called Voldemort since his first grade, and he will not give up easily.
The biggest problem at the mont is: we are running out of ti!
But no one else had a sense of urgency, which really made him helpless.
Sotis, Albert was also very curious about how Dumbledore calmly planned the battle between the Savior and the Dark Lord.
How could he ensure that the entire plan could proceed according to his wishes?
Is it really relying on the so-called will of the universe (the power of the author)?
Or... he actually can't guarantee it, but because I can back him up, the old guy can be so calm?
This may indeed be part of the reason.
"The question is, who will cover my losses?"
This thought suddenly popped up in Albert's mind, but he quickly shook it off.
He doesn't need anyone to cover for him.
Albert didn't need, nor did he want anyone to share the fruits of his hard work.
"Why do I feel like I'm seeing the final villain boss?" Albert muttered. "Sure enough, it's still too much."
Although most of the things he wanted had been obtained in the process of fighting the mysterious man, and it would not be a loss even if he let go now, but Albert still wanted to reap the final fruit. After all, that was what Albert had been planning since school days.
He cannot give up easily, nor will he give up, because even if he fails, he will not have to pay too high a price.
Why not?
Sure enough, Gryffindor students all like adventure.
"Really? You were actually distracted while talking to soone else."
Isobel kissed Albert on the cheek and reached out to pull him up from the chair. "Stop fishing. We should go back and rest."
"Wait, I haven't..."
"Once you've rested well and regained your energy, you'll have plenty of ti to think slowly, right?" Isobel pushed Albert back to the cabin, leaving the cleaning up to the house-elf.
"Of course, if you are willing to tell , I can also give you so advice on looking at the problem from another perspective. It is difficult for one person to be comprehensive."
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