Chapter 1143 The most precious legacy

 “Here, what are you looking at?”

Albert placed a cup of milk tea in front of Isobel, and he also sat down on the sofa next to him with a cup in his hand. His eyes fell on the photo frame on the table.

“Mom asked Dobby to bring the book. I feel that the contents in the book are useless.” Isobel put down the book in her hand, took a sip of milk tea and said, “She asked us to go back when we have time.”

“Well, when the matter here is over, we will return to England.” Albert gently put his hand on Isobel’s belly, “When did it happen?”

"A few days ago, but it hasn't been officially confirmed yet. You also know that I don't have any experience in this area." Isobel looked very calm. She had expected this day to come and was ready to accept it. Mentally prepared, although it was indeed a bit early for her.

 “Don’t worry, I will stay with you.” Albert held Isobel’s hand.

"I know."

 Isobel has never been afraid of this, especially since she received Albert's protection last time.

At this time, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

Albert quickly glanced at the map to confirm who was coming before standing up from his seat and opening the door for him.

 “Good morning Professor.”

Albert smiled and greeted Dumbledore who was standing outside the door.

 “How are Nico and Perenal?” Dumbledore asked directly.

"After the elixir of life was used up, their health became worse and worse." Albert took a step back to make way for Dumbledore, "I made a prophecy not long ago, probably today."

"Your prophecy is really convenient." Dumbledore entered the house and closed the door behind his back. "However, it is best not to abuse it casually. Knowing the future results is sometimes not a good thing."

"They should be waking up soon. Let's sit down first!" Albert made Dumbledore a cup of milk tea. "If today's schedule is not busy, just stay and accompany them for the last journey. I think Nico And Perenal will definitely be happy to meet you."

"I'm free all day today." Dumbledore added a few sugar cubes to the milk tea and slowly stirred it with a spoon. "Nico and Perenal are lucky."

 The two of them were not alone before they died, and there were still people who were willing to stay with them.

"You are hurt?"

Albert's eyes fell on Dumbledore's blackened and withered left palm.

"yes."

Dumbledore put down his spoon, took a sip of milk tea, and said softly: "But it's worth it."

"does it worth?"

"I do not regret."

"Sure enough, it is difficult to change the outcome of the prediction. The best way is not to go." Albert sighed helplessly.

 “It seems that you expected it.”

"I know I can't convince you, and I never thought of doing that." Albert shook his head, "I can only give you a little reminder, but it's obviously of no use."

Isobel looked at the two people playing riddles with a strange expression. Because the tone of these two people was so bland, people who didn't know thought they were talking about what to eat for breakfast today.

"I'm very curious. You, who have always been very sensible, would actually make such a fatal mistake." Albert asked his doubts.

 “It’s impossible for people to make mistakes forever.” Dumbledore didn’t care at all about his injuries.

"Is it wrong? I thought you... forget it." Albert put down the tea cup, looked at Dumbledore's blackened palm and said: "Actually, I have always been curious about what made you pick up that ring?"

 “Everyone has something he desires.” Dumbledore said lightly.

"It seems you got what you wanted." Albert sighed, "It's just that the price is a bit high."

"I don't regret it." Dumbledore looked at Albert and said calmly: "I have lived for a long time. Death is not scary to me. Moreover, I still have enough time to complete what I want to do." Things to do.”

"Just be happy." Albert shook his head, "I haven't lived enough anyway."

Dumbledore looked at Isobel next to him, nodded and said, "You are still young and you still have a lot of good time."

"If you want Harry to succeed you, then train him well." Albert said suddenly.

"I'm already doing it, and Harry is also very good." Dumbledore finished the milk tea in his cup and refilled himself with another cup.

 “You can’t expect Harry to be lucky forever.”

"Lucky? Harry didn't get through the difficulties just by relying on luck." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously not liking Albert's choice of words.

"There are actually big problems with your plan." Albert said calmly. "Sometimes knowledge and courage alone are not enough. You need to give Harry the strength to face the unknown."

"You're right, but I can't expect Harry to be able to defeat Voldemort on his own." Dumbledore said softly: "Harry is not you. There is no chance of winning in that way. You and I both know this. I have to use Other methods, methods that even Voldemort himself ignored."

 “What if Harry unfortunately dies?” Albert feels that if Harry were not the protagonist, he would have died long ago due to his character and behavior.

 “I believe Harry,” Dumbledore said.

"Actually, I also believe that Harry can defeat the mysterious man." Albert suddenly said, "However, it is still necessary to have the power of self-protection. At least he can protect the people he wants to protect at critical moments, instead of looking at Let others sacrifice for him."

Dumbledore was silent because he understood the meaning of Albert's words: many people will die in the near future.

 Although Dumbledore knew very well that sacrifices were inevitable in this wizarding war.

"Is this the reason?" Dumbledore actually agreed with Albert's words, but he would not gamble because Harry was not Albert.

 Sometimes, Dumbledore also thought that it would be great if Albert was the savior, it would make him much easier.

 Unfortunately, he is not.

"No, that's just one of the reasons." Albert's voice was full of disgust, "Although I don't want to admit it, this world is cruel and realistic. If I don't become stronger, I will probably Nothing."

"Only the strong are qualified to be kind, only the strong are qualified to talk about kindness, only the strong are qualified to be fair, and only the strong have the right to choose..." Albert said as if he was mocking himself, "In fact, who should you compare yourself to?" We all know that, so you helped compile the laws of the Ministry of Magic, because you know better than anyone else that writing it by you can at least make the laws of the Ministry of Magic relatively fair and not biased towards certain people."

 “That’s why you hate the Ministry of Magic?”

"I just hate spending time arguing with those disgusting guys. That kind of life is meaningless." Albert did not hide his disgust, "And if I were you, I would pay more attention to your affairs. , your time is running out."

"You're right." Dumbledore turned to Isobel and said, "Can you help me go in and check on Nico and Perenal."

Isobel looked up at Dumbledore, and then moved her gaze towards Albert. She was sure that they were talking about how to deal with Voldemort, but they just didn't want her to know.

 “Go, dear,” said Albert softly.

After Isobel walked away, Dumbledore said: "I already have some idea of ​​the RAB you mentioned last time."

"Oh, you found it?" Albert was not surprised. As long as Dumbledore checked carefully, he couldn't guess who RAB was.

 After all, the number of Death Eaters was only so small, and Dumbledore must have known it well, and it was enough to check them one by one.

 As for why they are Death Eaters?

 Ordinary people are obviously not qualified to know this.

Most likely it was a Death Eater responsible for keeping the Horcruxes, like Lucius Malfoy who was responsible for keeping the diary.

 "Regulus Arcturus Black." Dumbledore said a name.

"Sooner than I expected," Albert raised his eyebrows and repeated the name, "Regulus Arcturus Black? Sirius's younger brother?"

"you know?"

“Phineas once asked me to make a prophecy, and he is dead.” Albert asked curiously, “Have you found that thing?”

"No, Kreacher is dead." Dumbledore said with a slight frown when he talked about this, "Sirius killed him. Not long ago, he used the betrayal of the house elves to convey mistakes to the Death Eaters. information."

Dumbledore was in a very bad mood when he talked about this incident.

"I thought Sirius would handle this matter properly, but I didn't expect him to actually kill the house elf." Albert said something unintentionally. He actually expected that after confirming that Kreacher had betrayed Sirius and joined Malfoy, he also tried to Harry was probably dead when he tried to murder him, no one would leave such a time bomb behind.

“However, Sirius is luckier than you, at least he is still alive now.”

"You mean..." Dumbledore had already guessed what he was talking about, and he heard a familiar voice as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Old man, your situation doesn't look good either." Nico and Perenal walked into the living room with each other on crutches. After their eyes glanced at Dumbledore's blackened palms, they knew that Dumbledore situation.

"Yes!" Dumbledore glanced at his palms, moved his eyes to the old man who was supporting each other and walked out, and said with a smile: "However, there is enough time."

Since the elixir of life has been exhausted, the physical condition of the Flamel couple has deteriorated greatly, and death is approaching them quickly.

Albert quickly stood up and helped Nico sit down on the sofa. Isobel also helped Perenal to sit next to Nico, and the next conversation became more relaxed and pleasant.

They were all recalling some interesting things that happened in the past. Nico and Perenal also talked about the scene when they first met Dumbledore.

 They listened in silence, occasionally chatting with each other.

It’s just that, I don’t know when, Nico and Perenal stopped talking. They just sat next to each other quietly, as if they were asleep.

 “They are lucky.”

Looking at the Flamel couple who closed their eyes and fell into a deep sleep, Dumbledore said softly, as if he was worried about waking up the sleeping old man.

"Yes, they are lucky. I'll leave it to you, Professor." Albert reached out and grabbed Isobel's hand, turned to Dumbledore and said.

The Flamel couple left their funeral affairs to Dumbledore, so Albert had no intention of intervening in these matters. For him, accompanying the Flamel couple on their last journey was far better than waiting for him to hold a grand ceremony after his death. The funeral is more important.

"Well, leave it to me." Dumbledore said softly, "By the way, they left something for you."

"You don't mind if I take this." Albert didn't care about the inheritance and pointed to the photo frame on the table.

 “He left this place for you.”

The funeral of the Flamel couple was also very secretive, at the Beauxbatons Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

There were very few people attending the funeral, which was what the LeMays meant, as they did not want to be disturbed. To this end, Madame Maxime chose a place for the Flamel couple where no one would disturb them.

 After Dumbledore finished his eulogy, Albert lit the fire himself.

Dazzling white flames jumped out from around the Flamel couple's bodies and the table, and quickly engulfed everything.

Then the white flames disappeared, and a huge white marble tomb appeared there, enclosing the remains of the Flamel couple and the table where the remains were placed.

it's all over.

 Then, it will be a new beginning.

"They were just tired and lay down to rest." Dumbledore patted Albert's shoulder gently.

"I know." Albert turned to the house elf who was crying sadly next to him. "You can choose to stay at Beauxbatons Academy of Magic to guard the graves of Mr. and Mrs. Flamel, or you can leave with me."

Albert gave the house elves who took care of the Flamel couple a chance to choose. Although according to Nicolas Flamel's wishes, the house that was cast with the Fidelity Charm and the house elves were left to Albert, but Albert Te did not intend to force the house elf, but to let it choose for itself.

The house elf looked at Albert with eyes full of tears, and finally decided to stay at Beauxbatons Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry to guard the graves of the Flamel couple.

 “It’s up to you.” Albert turned to Mrs. Maxim and said.

"Don't worry, I will arrange this." Mrs. Maxim said.

Albert and Dumbledore looked at each other, and together they took out their wands and cast spells around the tomb. An invisible and transparent magic barrier completely enveloped the area in front, and the Flamel couple's tombs disappeared into thin air.

 In this way, no students will disturb their sleep.

"Then let's go first." Albert bowed slightly towards Dumbledore and Madam Maxime, and left Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry with Isobel.

Mrs. Olim Maxim looked at the two people walking away and murmured: "They are lucky."

 She already knew that Albert and Isobel had accompanied the two old people on their last journey in life, allowing them to walk peacefully.

"Yeah." Dumbledore murmured, "To be honest, even I'm a little envious of him."

 “What?” Mrs. Maxim asked doubtfully.

"Nothing, let's deal with Nico's inheritance next. They almost donated most of their inheritance to Beauxbatons Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Dumbledore changed the subject.

 “I thought the Flamels would leave things to their proteges.”

To be honest, Madame Olim Maxim was very surprised when she saw the list of donations from the Flamel couple to Beauxbatons Academy of Magic.

"They have left the most precious thing for Albert." Dumbledore said softly.

 “The Philosopher’s Stone?” Mrs. Olim Maxim guessed.

"No, the Philosopher's Stone was destroyed a long time ago." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "It is knowledge. For Mr. Anderson, knowledge is the most precious wealth."

 (End of this chapter)