That night at the Ministry of Magic, Harry returned to 12 Grimmauld Place.
Molly Weasley saw that everyone in the Order of the Phoenix was injured, and she wiped the blood off Ron's face with a towel in a panic.
Dumbledore took Harry up to the room on the third floor.
There were only two people in the room, and Dumbledore looked at Harry, asking what John had done to him.
Harry shuddered as he recalled what happened when his soul was pulled out.
"Did he... hurt you?" Dumbledore asked the most critical question.
Harry was silent for a moment and said, "No."
Immediately, Harry told what he had encountered when he was brought into the trance and illusion, as well as the deal of the god of death.
Dumbledore couldn't recover for a long time after hearing this.
He spoke: "The Resurrection Stone."
"What?" Harry looked at Dumbledore in confusion.
Dumbledore was immersed in a state of sadness and regret.
"John talked to Death about the story of the three brothers," Dumbledore said with a wry smile, "The old fool was wrong again."
"Professor?" Harry noticed that Dumbledore was in something wrong.
"We were so close to ending everything," someone like Dumbledore also showed regret, "Tom was right, my distrust killed him."
He understood the whole story. John was not hurting Harry, but doing something he couldn't do.
John destroys the Savior and makes Dumbledore's long-standing plans a joke.
But it took him one year to accomplish what Dumbledore couldn't do in more than ten years.
And this plan was broken by his own distrust.
"That would be a perfect plan, if it weren't for the stupid old man." Dumbledore paid for his stupid behavior.
Thinking of his plan, he looked at Harry again. In the plan he imagined, the soul in Harry's body would be destroyed, but not in this way.
Harry could not comfort Dumbledore. His conversation with John made him realize something.
His identity as a savior is based on the fragments of Voldemort's soul that exist in his body.
So, did Dumbledore know?
As a Horcrux, if I am not dead, Voldemort will not die.
What's Dumbledore's plan?
Could it be...killing himself?
Too much information that confused Harry made him dizzy, and he asked: "John said that I am no longer the savior, and about the prophecy ball, it was broken."
Dumbledore looked at Harry and said firmly, "Harry, there has never been a savior. All we have is here."
He pointed to his heart and said: "With a heart of resistance and love, everyone can be a savior."
"As for the prophecy ball..." Dumbledore sighed, "It contains prophecies about you and Voldemort."
Harry watched in confusion as Dumbledore left the house.
"Are you okay? Harry?" Ron's face was less swollen, but he still looked miserable.
He was worried about Harry and came up to check.
Seeing Harry sitting on the bedside, he asked with concern: "Mom made some pies."
"How's Hermione?" Harry had a lot of news to digest.
Ron's mood also dropped at the mention of Hermione, and he sat down opposite Harry.
"It's not good. I've never seen her like this." Ron said dullly, "She said she was the stupidest person in the world."
He tried to comfort Harry, saying, "We didn't know that at that time, Harry, we just knew you were in danger."
"But it's our fault, isn't it?" Harry said, "Voldemort was going to die."
"Don't think like that, Harry." Ron said quickly, "There is another person, isn't there? I heard it down below. That person is as powerful as Voldemort."
After a while, Harry felt a little less remorseful.
Ron said of the man who showed up.
Neither Lupine nor Sirius knew much about him, and Moody told them the man's name.
Gellert Grindelwald.
The former first Dark Lord and Dumbledore's old enemy.
Defeated in 1945, he became the White Devil Dumbledore.
Even if they didn't break the realm, Grindelwald must have a way.
This is certain.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
The two of them looked at Harry. It was Ginny. She was standing at the door and said, "Hermione is very sad."
...
A black long-eared owl flew to New Zealand with a large bag of gold coins.
The Mottola Macaws are struggling with something.
A large bag of gold coins was roughly smashed into their training ground.
The Chaser, who was wearing a red, yellow and blue uniform, lowered his broomstick and opened it in front of the bag. After confirming, he helplessly shouted to the captain's goalkeeper: "5,000 Galleons."
"Again?" The goalkeeper captain came down very distressed.
The other team members also fell down when they saw this, and the Seeker exaggerated: "Is this the fifth time?"
"25,000 Galleons is enough for us to re-equip Firebolts." A trace of greed flashed in the batter's eyes.
The captain glanced at his team's mascot in confusion, and the batsman whispered: "It's just some blood, how about we sell it?"
"Spark is older than my grandfather," the captain said even more confused, "We don't know what that person is going to be used for."
"If you can afford this price, that person is not easy to mess with."
Throwing out 25,000 Galleons directly, such arrogance is definitely not ordinary people.
The current Mottola Macaws are not as strong as they used to be, and they haven't had a stellar record for a while.
Local Quidditch enthusiasts also have some issues with them.
In addition, the club's mascot does not belong to them, but to the club, so they have no right to use it.
After hesitating again and again, the captain gritted his teeth and said, "We'll do it secretly, so no one will know."
Upon hearing this, the other team members nodded in agreement.
They turned their attention to the mascot again.
That mascot is called Sparkle.
It's a phoenix.
It is also the only domesticated phoenix other than the Dumbledore family.
A bit of blood can be sold for 25,000 galleons.
If you don't make money, you are a fool.
...
Johnny Silverhands Store.
Tang Mi stared at the 25,000 Galleons spent and fell into deep thought.
John sat there with an unconscious Kim next to him.
"The power to confuse people's hearts and the vicious curse."
Holding the ring in his hand, John looked at Jin. One can imagine how strong his will was to bring it back.
Taking out the box and putting the ring in it, John placed a protective spell on the box just to be on the safe side.
"Sir, you don't have to take a test today?" Tang Mi asked doubtfully.
John said mysteriously: "I am taking an exam."
Tang Mi: "Huh?"
Tang Mi couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence.
John held the box in his hand, and the black long-eared owl flew back with a water bile bottle clutched at its feet.
The red blood inside swayed slightly.
John said to himself: "It's exam time."
...
night.
John opened the door to the Shrieking Shack.
"I should still be taking exams today."
He took out his pocket watch and looked at it. He was taking an astronomy exam right now.
Casting a Disillusionment Charm on himself, he made his way down the corridor of the Shrieking Shack.
After walking out of the Shrieking Shack, he found a stone and put the phoenix blood he paid a lot of money under.
After doing this, he was going back.
As a result, Tom's dog ran over, probably smelling the smell, and looked at the dog with a puzzled face.
It seems that he is thinking about why there is a familiar smell.
"Woof woof woof——!"
Tom barked, and John was speechless, "Stop barking."
Hearing the familiar voice, Tom was startled and immediately started to circle around John.
John had to send it to find Fang.
After Tom left, John felt eyes on him.
He hid in a hurry.
As luck would have it, the Whomping Willow felt someone calling towards him.
He used object magic to hold down the Whomping Willow's knots to prevent it from moving, and walked back to the Shrieking Shack.
As he walked up the stairs, he paused.
"Almost forgot about this."
Putting a box there, John heard footsteps approaching from outside, and he walked up.
Standing behind a door, he listened to footsteps approaching.
There was a voice outside the door.
"Tell me, what should I do?"
The footsteps stopped outside, and a familiar voice sounded.
John searched for it, took out a piece of paper, wrote a sentence with a pen, and stuffed it through the crack of the door.
"Live to die."
Hearing the sounds outside fading away, John opened the door and went out.
He was covered with a phantom spell and stopped at the stairs.
In the moonlight, he glanced at the man.
It feels really amazing.
Looking at my former self.
John stared at each other. What would be the consequences if the two people recognized each other?
Two selves appearing at the same time.
Judging from the results of historical time experiments, it is likely to cause changes in time in the future.
John paused for a moment, still not trying.
After watching the other party leave the Shrieking Shack, John glanced at the time turner in his hand.
...
Some people died, but not completely...
