Chapter 1251: The truth is so cruel (2)

"So, it was Snape who eavesdropped on the prophecy back then, and it was Snape who told Voldemort the news of the prophecy, which caused Voldemort to chase and kill my family." Harry widened his eyes in shock and murmured.

Dumbledore never told him about it, no, Dumbledore didn't dare, he dared not tell himself such things.

"Harry, are you okay?"

Harry's pale face made Hermione feel worried and frightened.

"But he, why did Snape go to Dumbledore in the end?" Ron was even more puzzled, "It's very unusual, isn't it? I mean Dumbledore actually believed Snape's nonsense, I Can't believe Dumbledore didn't know about that, he..."

"You can listen to this incident as a story. After all, I only conjecture more about this incident." Albert raised his wand, waved it lightly, and created several cups of steaming milk tea out of thin air. He picked up a cup, took a sip, and began to tell the story he knew: "Snape's mother is Irene Prince, a pure-blood descendant of the Prince family. I remember she left a copy of "High Magic" Potion Making" is a very gifted potion genius. Snape should have inherited this book later. His talent in potions largely came from his mother's inheritance. Of course, he himself also inherited this book. Talent, I remember that "Advanced Potion Making" should still be at Hogwarts."

"It should be your "Advanced Potion Making." Hermione turned to look at Harry and said, "The Half-Blood Prince should refer to Snape."

"What a disgusting title," Harry said disgustedly.

"Do you have a fancy name?" Ron tried to change the subject.

"Do you think I need to give myself a new and prestigious name?" Albert curled his lips in disdain and said, "And don't change the topic, your time is limited."

"What does that have to do with what you said?" Hermione brought the topic back up.

"Snape obviously didn't enjoy the benefits brought by pure-blood wizards. His father was only a Muggle, which also means that Snape came from the Muggle world, although he should know that he is a wizard." Albert continued Said, "And Snape hates you very much, the reason comes from your father, believe me, this reason is definitely not like your relationship with Malfoy, otherwise this kind of hatred will never spread to you."

"You're right, maybe I hate Malfoy, but I don't hate his son so much." Harry also always felt that Snape's hostility towards him was unreasonable.

"The only possibility comes from your mother, Lily Inwans." Albert suddenly broke out a shocking revelation, "Snape probably likes your mother, they even knew each other since they were very young, Kind of a good relationship.”

Under the stunned expressions of the three of Harry, Albert said unhurriedly, "Only being robbed of his lover will cause Snape to have such an unforgettable hatred for James Potter, and even affect you. Only with this possibility, Dumbledore will accept Snape, because Dumbledore believes in the so-called love, I think you should have heard of Dumbledore's theory of love!"

"But why did Snape tell Voldemort the prophecy?" Harry asked puzzled, "I think he must know...the consequences of doing that!"...

"Harry, you can actually change your mind." Albert said meaningfully.

"Change your mind?"

"After Snape told the prophecy to the mysterious man, he would probably beg him to spare Lily. I think the mysterious man should have a high probability of agreeing to Snape's humble plea." Albert raised his hand towards the three of them: "In this way, Lily Potter lost her son and husband, and became a person again, and Snape got his wish."

"He really disgusts me."

Harry was silent for a moment, with a look of disgust on his face, he never expected it to be like this from the beginning.

Albert's words seemed to let him see the truth of the whole thing back then. He only needed a little time to be verified by Sirius and Lupine.

"Yeah, I think so too." Albert nodded and smiled, "But it's very Slytherin, isn't it? You can use any means to achieve your goals."

"But my

The mother is still dead, killed by the mysterious man! "

"The mysterious man has never been a boss who is good at listening to his subordinates' opinions. At least he doesn't care about these problems. Otherwise, if he only stuns your mother, he can completely avoid many subsequent things from happening." Albert took another sip With milk tea, he laughed at himself: "He did it to himself, and it also caused Snape to fall for Dumbledore."

"Snape wants revenge?" Hermione asked in surprise.

"I think there is something like this. He is taking revenge on the mysterious man in his own way." Albert said meaningfully: "Of course, I don't deny that Snape is a very infatuated person. It's believable, you can find Sirius and Lupine to verify it, I think they, as good friends of your father, should understand the situation at that time better than most people."

"How do you know so many things?" Hermione couldn't help asking, she felt that Albert might be telling more than just stories.

"A story pieced together from news sources, as for how much of it is true, you can judge for yourself. Of course, you can also listen to it as a story, and don't take it seriously. As for whether Snape is trustworthy, I think you should Have your own judgment," Albert put down his teacup with a smile, stood up from the sofa, took out his pocket watch to check the time, and reminded, "Okay, I think we should go to Dumbledore's funeral."

"You haven't said why Dumbledore asked Snape to kill him!" Harry quickly stretched out his hand to hold Albert, fearing that the other party would disappear in the blink of an eye.

"Of course it's to pave the way for you to defeat the You-Know-Who. Saving Malfoy and Snape is just incidental." Albert stopped, turned his head and said, "However, what he did was a disaster for Scrimgeour and for him. Those who are willing to believe in him."

"How much do you think Albert's words are true?"

Looking at the back of Albert leaving, Harry turned to Hermione and asked.

"I don't know, this is really incredible." Hermione shook her head and said, "If what Albert said is true, what are you going to do?"

"What should I do? How would I know what to do!" Harry said with a helpless smile, "I still don't think Snape can be trusted, even if he killed Dumbledore at his own suggestion, I still don't want to believe him." , and don’t care what he wants to do, we just need to do our own thing well.”….

"Come on, the funeral is about to start, don't be late!" Ron reminded.

Dumbledore's funeral was by the Black Lake, where hundreds of chairs had been placed, and most of the chairs were filled with people of all kinds and fish and dragons. Ragged and neat, old and young, they were whispering and whispering.

When Albert passed, almost no one noticed him.

"Scrimgeour is looking for you!" Lee Jordan said out of nowhere.

Albert pulled up a chair and sat down, shook his head and said, "I can't help him much anymore."

"Mr. Minister will be very sad if he hears it." Lee Jordan couldn't help feeling sad for Scrimgeour, he knew that Albert had given up on Scrimgeour.

"Then what should we do next?" Shanna asked directly.

After Dumbledore's death, many things have changed, perhaps as Albert had expected: the worst times have come.

"What to do?" Albert said softly, "You should first train your own dueling skills to ensure your own safety. Then, if you can, help those who need to help others. Next, the entire British magic community I’m afraid life will never be better.”

"Maybe, you can lead the team." Lee Jordan said suddenly, "Everyone was very excited about the last operation."

"You can't expect to encounter such a good thing every time. War is a very cruel thing." Albert shook his head and said, "If you take it too lightly, you will pay the price sooner or later."

"I think everyone needs you to lead them to move forward, especially at this time, it is very important to have a reliable pillar to rely on." Shanna reminded kindly, she felt that as long as Albert was there, the Defense Association would not There will be problems.

"But you can't rely on me for everything." Albert shook his head.

At this moment, there was a small piece of commotion among the crowd, because a elegiac song suddenly sounded around the Black Lake. When everyone was looking for the source of the singing, they found a chorus of murlocs poking their heads out of the lake and singing.

It was the murlocs expressing their memory and condolences to Dumbledore.

The centaurs also appeared collectively on the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest, watching this side quietly, and silently bid farewell to Dumbledore in their own way.

After the little man on the stage finished his burial speech, a dazzling white flame shot up around Dumbledore's body and the table, and finally the flame was extinguished, and a white marble tomb appeared, and Dumbledore's body and the body were placed The table is covered in it.

After the funeral, Albert was still blocked by Scrimgeour.

"You know, I need your help." Scrimgeour looked extremely annoyed at Albert's resignation.

"Is this the last struggle?"

Albert asked back, but he didn't care about Scrimgeour's tone and attitude at all.

"Maybe!"

"Actually, you should return to the Ministry of Magic as soon as possible. I think you will soon receive news that the mysterious man has controlled Azkaban and released the prisoners inside." Albert reminded kindly.

"Why did you tell me now."...

Scrimgeour fixed his eyes on Albert.

"Because it's meaningless, even if you know it in advance, it's meaningless. The mysterious man won't fight you hard. He will release the prisoners of Azkaban after all. And now, at least no one will blame you , After all, there is no other way, who made the mysterious man so cunning!" Albert said meaningfully.

"Then I really appreciate you giving me an excuse." Scrimgeour said angrily.

"You're welcome!"

Scrimgeour choked on Albert's words.

"This is your last chance." Albert said calmly, "If you are not sure, leave the choice to others. After all, you have tried your best!"

"Did you know this was going to happen from the beginning?" Scrimgeour asked suddenly, "Can Harry Potter really defeat You-Know-Who?"

"That's Potter's fate," Albert said softly.

"What the hell, I know you don't believe that stuff." Scrimgeour looked deeply at Albert, sighed and said, "It seems that you and Dumbledore have found a solution to this war, but You don't want to tell us."

"For this kind of question, you have to go to Dumbledore, he cheated you."

"So, I hate that old guy."

"He actually hates you too. By the way, I actually hate politicians. None of us can convince anyone, so in the end ~www.NovelMTL.com~ whoever is not strong enough will deserve to be reduced to bad luck. "Albert said calmly, "And you should thank me for not lying to you, and thank me for saving you a way out."

"Then I should really thank you**"

Scrimgeour walked away in a huff.

"What did the Minister want you to do?" George asked.

"He is not reconciled, and wants to give it a go." Albert shook his head and said, "It's a pity that Dumbledore tricked him, leaving him with no extra time."

"So, you gave up on him?"

"Giving up is not counted. From the beginning, we were just a cooperative relationship. Now I just remind him that his death is approaching." Albert turned to look at George and said, "If you want to survive, run away as soon as possible."

"I'm afraid he won't do that," said George, watching Scrimgeour leave.

"Yeah, I know."

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