Chapter 489 For the Greater Good

The noise of the dinner gradually faded away, and Dumbledore invited Ariana to follow him to the headmaster's office in an unusual manner.

Under the light, he stared at Ariana's familiar yet unfamiliar face, and the ripples in his heart made his palms tremble unconsciously.

"Ariana..." His voice was low and full of emotion, as if every syllable carried a thousand pounds of memories.

Ariana's eyes were cold as ice, and she responded directly: "Mr. Headmaster, if there is nothing else, I think I should go back." There was no warmth in her voice, as if to solidify the air around her. "

Because of being separated from Hermione temporarily, the obscurus in her body began to fluctuate. There was a black light in her eyes, prompting her to return to Hermione as soon as possible.

The portraits of wizards on the wall of the office were full of curiosity. They looked at everything below with inquiring eyes and whispered to each other.

Phineas Black whispered softly: "A 15-year-old freshman, this is really rare. "

He turned to Dumbledore, his eyes full of questions: "I heard from the Fat Lady that she has the same last name as you. Could it be that she is your granddaughter?" His tone was full of obvious suspicion.

"Tsk tsk, that shouldn't be..."

The portraits started gossiping. As the former headmasters of Hogwarts, they knew the reason why Dumbledore had never married.

The appearance of Ariana undoubtedly caused a lot of waves in their hearts, and they began to speculate about the possible connection between this girl and the headmaster.

Dumbledore sat back in his chair dejectedly, his shoulders sank, as if he was lowered by an invisible burden.

His voice was low and tired, slowly revealing the facts: "She used to be Obscurus, and it was Grindelwald who brought her back."

The portraits were stunned and silent at first, and one of them couldn't help blurting out: "Wow, could it be that he has developed some kind of magical magic that can make two men..."

Before the person in the portrait finished speaking, Dumbledore immediately stared at her with a stern look. After a period of suppressed silence, he finally told the truth helplessly: "Ariana, she is my sister. "

"What? Sister!" Exclamations came one after another, and the portraits talked in disbelief.

"My God, she is only fifteen years old and can be your granddaughter."

"Merlin, this must be a joke."

Dumbledore did not explain any more. He was immersed in his sister's cold attitude, and his mood gradually became heavy.

However, even such dullness could not stop him from thinking about the mysterious magic that Ariana had just exuded.

"Obscura..." He muttered thoughtfully, and began to piece together clues in his mind, combined with the conversation with Newt, trying to reveal the truth behind it.

Newt's method of treating Obscurus is to separate it from the host, but what about Grindelwald? What will his method be?

"He will never give up this power, so Obscurus is still in Ariana! "Dumbledore suddenly stood up with a bang, his brows knitted, his eyes revealing deep worry and determination.

Dumbledore quickly left the office and set foot on the path leading to Hogsmeade Village.

The Hog's Head Pub at night looked particularly mysterious under the moonlight, with wizards from different backgrounds gathered together. Some were gambling, some were exchanging secret information, so happy.

Aberforth hummed a little tune and was busy wiping every inch of stains on the counter, making them shiny as new. On the wall to his right, there was a newly hung mirror. On the wooden table below was a box of light and shadow powder, sparkling.

Every night at six o'clock, you can listen to the news broadcast of the Ministry of Magic through the mirror.

He glanced at the mirror from time to time, expecting Ariana to send news through it.

"We need to talk. "A deep voice sounded, Dumbledore was wrapped in a black robe, his hood covering his face, only his blue eyes flickered in the dim bar.

Aberforth looked up and smiled: "What's there to talk about..."

"Ariana, our sister." Dumbledore said his purpose directly.

Aberforth was slightly stunned, as if he realized that today was the first day of school at Hogwarts. He pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly: "You go to the second floor and wait for me."

The wooden planks on the stairs made a creaking sound, and a yellow oil lamp swayed in the dark room. His eyes swept across the wall and noticed that the portrait that was originally hanging had been taken down by Aberforth, leaving only a conspicuous white frame mark.

A few minutes later, the guests of the Hog's Head were driven out by the owner. They grumbled in dissatisfaction, and some even vowed never to patronize this bar again.

"How much do you know about Ariana? "Dumbledore's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he said to Aberforth in an interrogative tone, "You should have told me earlier."

"Tell you?" Aberforth smiled and sat across the table, "You are a busy man, busy saving the world and saving Muggles."

"What is Ariana in your eyes? A memory, or a regret."

Dumbledore's eyes flashed with pain, but his voice was still firm: "She is my family..."

"Family?" Aberforth's voice rose, his tone became tough, and he interrupted Dumbledore's words, "What qualifications do you have to say this word?"

He sneered and continued to question: "Don't forget why Ariana became an Obscurus. How our father was imprisoned in Azkaban and finally killed by Dementors."

"What about you?" Aberforth did not stop, his tone full of sarcasm and anger: "You are busy with your ideals, busy becoming the greatest white wizard in the world, busy protecting those Muggles who destroyed our family!"

His words were like sharp arrows, shooting at Dumbledore densely, making his face pale.

"Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore. Listen to your full name, how noble and glorious. You represent the entire wizarding world, how could you lower yourself to take care of ordinary people."

Aberforth's voice was full of sarcasm: "Ariana and I are just refugees from the Fertile Plains, how can we be worthy of being a family with such a great wizard like you?"

"If we were your family, I'm afraid we would be sacrificed for your great interests!" He pounded the table heavily, venting mercilessly: "Go and complete your plan, complete your greater interests! Don't talk about family in front of me, I feel sick, especially when it comes from your mouth!"

Dumbledore sat there quietly, listening to his brother's accusations, he did not refute, but just endured silently. He pursed his lips tightly, his eyes full of pain and helplessness. But he did not defend himself, nor did he escape.

After Aberforth finally vented his anger and calmed down, Dumbledore slowly spoke: "The Obscurus still exists in Ariana's body. You must tell me everything about her return."

"I said, it has nothing to do with you!" Aberforth shook his head firmly and said without question: "The Obscurus not only poses no threat to her, but also allows her to possess powerful magic."

"Aberforth, don't you understand? This may be Grindelwald's conspiracy! He once wanted to use the Obscurus to rule the entire wizarding world!"

"You have already killed my son, are you going to continue to kill my sister now?" Aberforth He stood up excitedly, leaned forward, and stared at Dumbledore with red eyes, "Get out! Leave my pub!"

Dumbledore did not give in, his voice was equally firm: "I will cure her..."

"No, you should do nothing!" Looking at Dumbledore's back, he had to explain: "Grindelwald has controlled the Obscurus. As long as my sister stays with Hermione. When she grows up, the Obscurus will no longer be a threat."

"Albus." He paused and continued, "Sometimes, you care too much."

"Maybe." Dumbledore pushed open the wooden door, and the two brothers parted unhappily again.

Although he did not understand the truth of Ariana's time travel, Dumbledore at least understood what the Obscurus was. His guess was confirmed: Grindelwald would never give up the power of the Obscurus.

Perhaps, he was old and gave up his ambition to change the wizarding world himself.

But this does not mean that Grindelwald gave up his ideals. Ariana, who perfectly possesses the power of the Obscurus, is definitely more powerful than Credence (Dumbledore's nephew) in the past.

In Dumbledore's memory, Ariana was a very kind and sensitive little girl. She was so innocent that she hated the magic that generated the terrifying Obscurus in her body because of the pranks of the Muggle boys.

However, he was not sure what Ariana's attitude towards Muggles was now. Her once beautiful family was broken up and destroyed because of the pranks of those Muggle boys.

If Ariana was hostile to or even hated Muggles, Dumbledore was very worried about what the future would be like. He sat in the chair in his office, his heart full of distress and uneasiness. He had a splitting headache, as if the pain of the past and the worries of the future were oppressing his nerves together.

Dumbledore had been carefully cultivating Harry Potter under the guidance of the prophecy, allowing him to grow step by step and finally complete the mission of killing Voldemort.

However, now he faced more problems. The pure-blood families and the Ministry of Magic united to oppose his opinion and refused to participate in the war across the ocean.

At the same time, Ariana returned with the power of the Obscurus, but Grindelwald was nowhere to be found.

As he was frowning, an owl suddenly appeared outside the window, knocking on the glass. It left an anonymous letter and then disappeared into the night.

"I've paid you back for what I owe you."

The whole letter had only one sentence, and from the familiar handwriting, Dumbledore seemed to see Grindelwald's smile. His face turned pale, as if an important part of his heart was ruthlessly cut off.

He and Grindelwald had once made a blood pact, vowing to realize their ideals together. However, in the end, he stood on the opposite side of Grindelwald and prevented him from fulfilling his ideals.

On the top of the snowy mountain, the blood pact was shattered in Grindelwald's disappointed and love-hate eyes, and in the opposite spells of the contracting parties.

But in Grindelwald's heart, he still remembered that some things were his fault. When he learned that the time-space converter could go back to the past, he broke his promise to Rogge and went to correct his past mistakes in person.

The price of all this was that the time-space converter was disordered, and he was forever trapped in the past. He could only wander in history, sending letters to people in the future at regular intervals.

There were other things in the envelope, and Dumbledore quickly poured them out: a golden ring setting and a black stone.

"Resurrection Stone? Horcrux?" Dumbledore felt the remaining magic in it and his face became serious.

Unlike the Horcrux that Grindelwald gave to Roger, the soul fragments of Voldemort in the Resurrection Stone were completely removed. This means that Grindelwald has developed magic to crack the Horcrux without damage.

However, he did not intend to reveal this magic to Dumbledore. The soul fragments left in Harry Potter's scars need Albus to solve it himself.

"Gellert..." Dumbledore whispered Grindelwald's name, and his mood could not calm down for a long time.

He looked at the darkness outside the window, as if he could see Grindelwald's eyes staring at him through the night.

"For the greater good!" This sentence, this ideal, was once their common pursuit.

From beginning to end, the two people have never changed. Everything they did was for the greater good. Sadly, they went from hand in hand to confrontation. The same ideal finally became a victory for one person.

Dumbledore is on the road to protecting the wizarding world and Muggles. He made one plan after another, using everyone including Harry Potter, all for the greater good.

He was so wise and so "stupid" that he fell in love with them while using these tools. He would care about them and worry about them, leaving loopholes and flaws.

In contrast, Grindelwald's love was always dedicated to only one person-Dumbledore. For him, Grindelwald was even willing to give up everything. He gave up himself and took Ariana back from the hands of death.

Albus didn't know what he sacrificed, but Grindelwald's ideals on Ariana might always be just an unattainable dream.

A drop of hot tears slid down from the corner of Dumbledore's eyes, scalding the cheeks full of traces of time.

"For the greater good!" His memory returned to his youth. At that time, the two of them cut their palms, their blood intertwined, and they concluded a blood covenant.

Dumbledore's eyes became firm, and Voldemort's rampage in America exceeded his expectations. Despite this, he firmly believed that Harry Potter could defeat Voldemort and bring peace to the wizarding world.

He turned to the picture frame on the wall and asked, "Can anyone help me call Professor Snape?"

"I'd be happy to help." The portrait of Headmaster Black smiled and replied, "But our Potions professor lives in the dungeon, and no one wants to stay in the picture frame there."

Dumbledore was slightly stunned and decided to talk to Snape in person. He needed Snape's expertise to develop a potion to solve the snake-man virus. The spread of this virus around the world exceeded his expectations, and he had to take action, and quickly.

Otherwise, countless Muggles mutated into snake-men will become a desperate nightmare. Even if Voldemort is finally defeated, the world will never return to the harmonious era it once was.