Jon could understand Perenal's attitude.
Mr. Lemay had fulfilled his wish and died peacefully. There was no need to be too sad. Just as Perrenal had said, six hundred years, almost seven hundred years of life was enough for a person to face death peacefully.
After the witch left, only Jon and Dumbledore were left.
After the cigar went out, Dumbledore returned to his usual self. He didn't ask about the relationship between Jon and the Lemour couple. Either he already knew, or he didn't care.
It was like how he treated many things.
Jon suspected that Dumbledore had obsessive-compulsive disorder or paranoia.
In this silence, Jon suddenly wanted to get to know this legendary Wizard again.
"Dumbledore, let's talk openly."
…
What was there to talk about?
Two people with such a big age gap who hid too much from each other should have a hard time talking openly.
So Jon spoke.
Without any honorifics, the two slowly left the graveyard. On the way, Roland asked a question.
"I've seen the Lemour couple. When did you know?"
"Not long ago. I rarely went to see them, so I was surprised."
Dumbledore obviously didn't want to talk about the couple, so he changed the topic. The two walked to the entrance of the graveyard, which was the end of the mountain in the west.
There was a secret passage to the left, and the exit was in the dense forest. Turning left from the forest was the training ground where Jon lived.
Dumbledore obviously wouldn't take this path. He would use Phantom Shift to return to the castle.
However, both of them stopped here.
"Jon, let's talk about this school."
Jon firmly believed that Dumbledore had always been a person who "cared about the country and the people."
He was a sacred legendary wizard, a righteous existence. He had justice as his backing at all times.
"Don't think of me as such a noble person. I'm just an ordinary person."
Dumbledore's old voice was very reassuring, but Jon didn't find it comforting because he had something on his mind.
"No matter who it is, they all want to live in a better environment. Aren't you the same?"
Jon was silent for a moment before he replied, "I'm not like you, Dumbledore. As a legendary Wizard, you have many ways to solve problems, but I'm different."
"What's so different about that? With your status, if you want, you can have everything that I have.
As long as you return to Hogwarts and wait patiently, I won't use you for anything. You don't have to worry about anything. Voldemort will leave soon and Hogwarts will return to its former peace. "
"Do you think I will? Professor? I've told you before that I don't want to have everything you have now. "
Jon laughed. "Even my ancestor didn't have the ability to change my life. My life is the life I want."
He said, "Even the ancestor Helga couldn't do that. You can't either."
"I think I can give you a bigger guarantee. You can live the life you want. But Jon, you have to understand that any freedom in the world comes with a price."
"Of course, I admit that there is a price." Chown twitched the corner of his mouth indifferently. "Whether I like it or not, I've now been dragged into the quagmire of fighting against the mysterious man. Since I'm already involved, at least I have to figure it out. What are the pros and cons of this for me?
I once thought of being an honest bystander and not caring about anything, but obviously, things didn't go as I expected. Headmaster, I think you should understand that nothing will go according to your plan perfectly. "
"Do you have so little confidence in me?"
"It's not a matter of confidence, headmaster. I just want to say that in this kind of thing, no one can guarantee the absolute truth of the plan and my absolute safety. The Mysteries Man is a madman. He will kill many people. I don't want to be one of them."
Jon said softly, "Your promise can be made to many people many times, but I only have one life, so I can't put it on your promise.
I've done so much just to live a good life. I still have a long time to live, so I don't want to die too early in the things that Black Wizard did.
You know, I've been through it, so … "
The atmosphere suddenly froze.
The night air was cold to begin with, and now it was even colder. Chown's ruthless way of speaking was hard to accept.
He didn't learn the hypocritical way of speaking between pure-blood families or big shots.
But wasn't this kind of unruly way of speaking exclusive to young people?
Although he didn't like it very much, Jon didn't hesitate to take advantage of his identity and age.
"Well, it seems that we can't have a peaceful end to this conversation. That's it."
Dumbledore obviously knew that he couldn't persuade Jon, because he had tried too many times before, but it was always in vain.
Jon was like a piece of tempered steel, who would rather break than bend in front of him.
"Maybe it's uncomfortable to ask this, but I still have a question."
Seeing that Dumbledore was about to leave at any time, Jon asked the last question, "Why do you keep staying here? Is it tiring to try to completely control this place? In fact, with your identity, you can leave here and don't care what this school is like. "
"Well, it's probably because of responsibility. After all, he was taught by me, so I have to end him."
"Just like how you stood up to face Grindelwald in the past? But you have to know that if you sit in this position for too long, it will cause disgust. "
The fall of a saint was what people loved to see the most, no matter what society it was.
"But what can I do?"
Dumbledore asked, his tone becoming helpless, "Of course I know that many people hate me, such as the Ministry of Magic and the Prophet Daily Newspaper who think that I've become a muddle-headed old man.
The reason why I'm sitting in this position and plotting all these is because there are still people who want me to be here. "
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