Chapter 661 But I'm Not For Myself

"Can……"

Hermione still couldn't accept such a statement, "Then Grindelwald..."

Dumbledore smiled slightly, "When the times need him, he will appear, and when the times don't need him, he can only disappear. I think the current era is another era that suits him, and fate will make a choice. "

"A new era?" Hermione thought of the book "Muggles, Werewolves, and Pure Blood" that she had to ponder every day, and couldn't help but widen her eyes, "Muggle Squibs!"

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, picked up his glass and took another sip, "Obviously, Anthony Weasley has found the key to this era, a key that neither Grindelwald, me, nor Voldemort have found."

"And, Miss Granger, you made a mistake, not 'Muggle Squibs'."

Dumbledore's wise eyes were full of stars, shining, he raised his head slightly, and murmured, "Pure-blood wizards, half-blood wizards, spruce wizards, squibs, Muggle squibs, and even Muggles, this is what Anton masters." A key is enough to shake the world structure that has been maintained by the "Secrecy Act" for hundreds of years."

There was something extremely complicated in his eyes, "But Anton's character is destined not to be a changer of this era. Grindelwald discovered this problem early and keenly, so he leveraged fate and guided Lockhart Your destiny intersects with it, and this is what you call "Muggles, Werewolves, and Pure Blood."

"Otherwise, with Anton's original personality, he wouldn't have thought about writing any books."

What Dumbledore said was so shocking that Hermione was stunned, and she stared blankly at Dumbledore's narration with her mouth open.

He smiled gently and looked at Hermione, "You are a smart kid, and you will definitely be able to go further in the future. Maybe in the future you will come into contact with a high-end and compound subject, which we generally call mysticism."

"In the field of occultism, people like Anton are called 'Bright Ones of the Times'. In the history of wizards, there will always be some people like this."

"But they don't necessarily change the world. The brilliant ones are like Gryffindor and their four friends, who built a magic school and changed the world. The brilliant ones, like 'Despicable Haierbo', can only be alone in a corner. bloom."

"Grindelwald guided fate, leading Anton to the path of 'sage'. Perhaps this path is the most suitable for Anton. Anton will become a symbol of this era, and the world of wizards will also be transformed once again. opportunity."

"This is the category of 'fate magic'. I can't explain it to you a lot. Maybe your teacher in the cellar, Grindelwald, the powerful 'prophet', can explain this kind of thing clearly."

"Outsiders can't actually guess it. It's always full of all kinds of weird paradoxes, which I, a centenarian, can't understand."

Hermione stared blankly at Dumbledore, stood up abruptly, and shouted in disbelief, "That teacher is Grindelwald? Oops! Harry and Ron!"

Dumbledore beckoned her to sit down, smiled and comforted, "Relax, Grindelwald will not do anything to Harry and the others, after all, Harry and Ron are the 'leaders of change' and 'assistants' he chose By'."

"Harry? The leader?" Hermione froze for a moment. She really couldn't imagine that Harry and Ron, two scumbags and fun-loving friends, would become future leaders.

"It's unbelievable, isn't it?" Dumbledore had a strange expression on his face, "It's very interesting, we always have different opinions on the most critical places."

He smiled with some sighs, "I don't know much about occultism, I only understand people's hearts. If people change their minds, the world needs to change. If people's minds are fixed, then the world needs peace and stability."

"People's hearts..."

He couldn't help feeling a little bit, "Different from 'fate magic' and 'time magic', 'human heart magic' is an interesting field that us non-talented wizards can go to. At a certain point, we can easily feel other people's 'emotions', and even we can feel other people's 'thinking'..."

Speaking of this, Lao Deng frowned, and waved his hand wearing the strange ring, as if trying to drive away something, "Oh, this kind of passive 'Instigmatism' is not so interesting, I have long thought of a way to get rid of it." It's caged, although the ability will pop out by itself from time to time."

"Anton doesn't have such troubles. Sure enough, different souls have their own beauty when they embark on the path of a master of spells."

He looked at Hermione with a smile, "It is impossible for a person like Anton to be bound by 'fate', 'time' or 'people's heart'. He is more selfish, more like a wizard, and more representative of the future of wizards. I Choosing to believe that Anton is the future is where I disagree with Grindelwald."

Dumbledore's sharp eyes peeked out from the half-moon glasses, staring at Hermione, "I also see an infinite future in you, Hermione, I hope you can find a way to join Anton's Animag I think there will be a very suitable path for you in the office."

Hermione looked at Dumbledore suspiciously, "Why?"

Dumbledore smacked his lips, turned his head and looked out the window, for a long time, for a long time, and finally said quietly, "Anton, that is a person who can be seen through at a glance, but completely invisible. I hope someone can give a little insight. To give him some different guidance."

He turned his head to look at Hermione, with an old urchin-like naughty look in his eyes, and smiled, "My despicable old man has caught Anton's weakness, he is really a person who cares about feelings. His teachers, friends, family..."

"When you can't get in, colleagues are a very interesting breakthrough..."

"This in itself is also a very suitable path for you, which makes me feel that you can achieve everything I want to achieve."

Dumbledore leaned limply on the high-backed chair, with indescribable exhaustion on his old face, "I'm old enough, I don't know how many years I can live, so I can only choose this despicable method , use the goodness of the human heart to achieve your own goals.”

"But I've been exhausted for a long time, and I don't have the ability to grasp and influence Anton. I need help."

"I can't just sit back and watch the world plunge into war and watch hundreds of millions of wizards and Muggles die in it."

His eyes were pleading, "Miss Granger, can you take on this important task?"

Hermione looked sadly at Dumbledore, who was once so powerful, but now so weak, as if he might disappear into the wind at any time, as if turning into a piece of torn newspaper that would be blown away by the wind at any time, the pity in her heart Raising his head, his eyes gradually became firmer, "Okay!"

Loudly.

...

After Hermione walked out, Dumbledore silently watched her leaving back, and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Those who play with fate are fooled by fate, those who play with time are imprisoned by time, and those who play with people's hearts are eaten back by people's hearts." ..."

"Albus, you are really disgusting..." (Albus is Dumbledore's own name)

In the office, there was a long sigh, and the lights dimmed. The darkness gradually swallowed everything...

Indistinctly, there was a grumbling sound with grievances, "But I, it's not for myself..."

until……

A hiccup suddenly sounded in this quiet office.

On the shelf next to the desk, among the ashes of the dead and incinerated phoenix phoenix, a little hairless chick poked out its ugly little head...

Boom~

Flames flared suddenly on the shelves, illuminating everything.