"For the greater good!"
This sentence seemed very reasonable and profound, but what was the greater good?!
No one could answer. For different people and different times, the greater good was different.
For the early Dumbledore, the greater good was to prove his talent and promote the glory of the magical world;
For the current Dumbledore, the greater good was to maintain the peace of the magical world and repent for what he had done;
For the Lord Voldemort, the greater good was eternal life and conquest;
For the Minister of the Ministry of Magic, Fudge, the greater good was the power in his hands;
For Snape, the greater good was his love for Harry's mother, Lily;
For Barty Crouch Jr. and Bellatrix, the greater good was their master's trust;
For a pure-blood sorcerer family like the Malfoy, the greater good was the supremacy of the family's power and pure-blood;
For Elwyn, the greater good was to protect the people he loved.
Different people had different purposes and needs. Of course, in comparison, the latter could only be said to be selfish.
Let's not talk about whether these benefits were great or not. After determining the goal, what should be done next?
There was no doubt that for the greater good, everything else could be sacrificed and given up.
But wasn't this too extreme? How many people could really do it?
"For the greater good!" Dumbledore said softly, looking at the letters on the mottled stone wall.
He looked nostalgic, and the deep wrinkles on his face made him look even older than usual.
"Grindelwald carved it here and regarded it as the truth. He found a beautiful excuse for what he did and what he did, hoping to prove to the world that his ideas and practices were correct." Dumbledore closed his eyes and sighed deeply. "But this sentence is actually wrong. It's just an arrogant slogan of a young and impetuous fool, used to deceive and blind his conscience so that he could go further and further down the path of depravity, and finally pay a terrible price for it …"
Elwyn wasn't sure how to answer. He knew that it was Dumbledore who had first suggested this.
And the young and impetuous fool he was referring to was himself.
Unlike the usually wise and farsighted principal, Dumbledore's current behavior was too abnormal.
Many things that happened tonight had touched upon the deepest secrets hidden in the depths of his heart, touching upon those dust-laden past events.
At this moment, he looked incomparably old, and his emotions were greatly fluctuating.
The Lifestone, one of the Sacred Relics of Death, Arianna who was summoned, Newmengard who was imprisoned in Grindelwald, and the slogan he came up with when he was young, which represented his dreams and regrets. These were all the weakest parts of Dumbledore's soul.
When all of them were put together, one could imagine Dumbledore's current mood …
In particular, the appearance of one of the three sacred weapons, the Resurrection Stone, had completely extinguished Dumbledore's dream of many years.
His wish to resurrect his sister failed, and the summoned dead only made him sadder.
If nothing went wrong, Dumbledore would be unable to resist the temptation of using the Resurrection Stone again when he returned.
As long as one had experienced life and death, no one could resist that kind of temptation. This was human nature.
In this cycle, he would become sadder, and finally end his own life, falling into the arms of the Grim Reaper.
Looking at the old principal, Elwyn suddenly felt the need to remind Dumbledore about this, and it would be best to leave the Resurrection Stone with him for safekeeping.
He did not have any dead to remember, and this stone was of no use to him …
Although Dumbledore did not explain his own story, Elwyn felt the need to talk about it.
"Shall we go in, Professor?" Elwyn said, looking at the closed door.
"No, Newmengard is a wizard prison, we did not get permission to enter," Dumbledore explained. "Wait here, he will come out in a while."
"Professor, can you tell me what kind of person Grindelwald is?" Elwyn nodded, trying to find the right point.
"A radical revolutionary, but it is undeniable that he is also a notorious black wizard, an extremely evil and dangerous person."
"But he looks different from Lord Voldemort?" Elwyn continued, pointing at the words on the door. "For the greater good, Lord Voldemort would never say such words, even if it was an excuse, but he would never find an excuse for what he did."
"Compared to Lord Voldemort, he did not lose his humanity, and did not fall into a purer evil." Dumbledore sighed, looking at the top of the highest tower. "I heard that when he was alone in Newmengard's prison in his later years, he showed remorse. I hope this is true, I hope he can feel how horrible and shameful his actions were, I hope he can repent in repentance …"
"Professor, haven't you seen him?"
"No!" Dumbledore shook his head. "Since he was locked up, we have not seen each other. I am afraid, afraid to meet him. Even during the duel, we did not speak to each other. "
"You are afraid of Grindelwald?" Elwyn blinked, this was indeed unexpected.
"Yes, people say he is afraid of me, but I think I am more afraid of him," Dumbledore replied. "It sounds unbelievable, doesn't it? I am not afraid of death, nor is it that he used magic to hurt me, but I am afraid of the truth. "
"The truth?"
"This involves the past between me and him. If you're willing to listen, we can talk about it. There's nothing to hide, although I rarely talk about this with others." Dumbledore said, "You know, Elwyn, my sister Arianna is weak and sickly. It was not born, but because of an accident. When she was a child, she was hit by three Muggle Boys when she was using magic. The three boys did terrible things to her, and from then on, she lost control of her magic. The magic in her body drove her crazy. My father, Percy Val, was imprisoned in Azkaban for revenge, and died there. My mother also gave up her life to take care of Arianna … "
Although Dumbledore said it in a simple way, the truth was much more cruel and disgraceful.
His father had killed the three Muggle boys to avenge Arianna's death.
Arianna, who was tortured to insanity, became a silent one. She could not control the magic in her body.
In the end, because of an accident, she killed her mother with her own hands.
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