Chapter 473: The Cat with Closed Eyes

Don't stand from the current perspective and blame your past self.

This was the only thing Jia Siting wanted to say.

Dumbledore raised those pale blue eyes; only then did he fully feel the emotions Minerva and Severus had once had.

What a good child this is—

He thought.

If a person possesses powerful strength, powerful talent, yet remains humble;

If a person has struggled hard to survive in barren soil, yet is still willing to be moved by every weak and tiny struggle;

If a person has not felt too much beauty yet has always held the most genuine kindness for the world, and has done his best for everyone who needs help...

Then such a person might be called the greatest.

Because when one is like him, no one can do better than him.

The "Daily Prophet" described him as the successor to the greatest wizard, but whose successor is he to be? In a sense, he is not a student.

"If you knew how wrong I had done..."

Dumbledore seemed to have returned to his student days; he was talking to a great soul recognized by the soul holy relic.

"That doesn't matter, right? If the person you want to find is a soul...

Then, please don't pity the dead, Headmaster. Pity the living, most importantly, pity those who have no love in their lives."

Jia Siting looked at Headmaster Dumbledore; his gaze told Dumbledore that there were people here who needed to be pitied.

"Child—"

Dumbledore's long beard trembled; he suddenly realized that those were the words he had always wanted to describe but had never materialized in his head.

Or rather, they were the words he had no face to say before ending his shameful life.

"I will do it, Headmaster."

Jia Siting heard his own voice become hoarse; everyone here hoped Dumbledore would become a firm, unyielding wall, even he himself did.

But how many people cared about the broken, lonely heart of this old man?

What he wanted most was wool socks? Perhaps...

Dumbledore was completely stunned; he couldn't describe his feelings; his language was no richer than anyone else's at this moment.

He was personally sending such a child to the dangerous boundary land, even though he clearly knew what a great change such a wizard would bring to the Wizarding World.

"Ignore..."

He wanted to speak several times, but couldn't say a word.

"Ignore my request, child, ignore me..."

When an owl flew out of the Headmaster's office and delivered a letter from Hogwarts into Jia Siting's hands, Dumbledore said as if he had untied some knot.

He narrowed his blue eyes, restoring his usual kindness.

"There are many people in the Wizarding World who should be helped, but that doesn't include me."

Dumbledore looked directly into Jia Siting's eyes again.

Only now did he know everything surging behind that calm. ===== CHAPTER 474 =====