Harry Potter and the Old Ones

"I'm different from you, Tierra." Dumbledore said in a lamenting tone, "Your life is perfect, there are no scars that will never heal and nothing to regret for a lifetime."

"You mean your sister and Mr. Grindelwald?" Tierra asked back.

"Yes, Tierra, it's them. My sister Arianna's passing has always made me feel sad and regretful." Dumbledore nodded and said, "As for Grindelwald, my relationship with him is even more complicated. , We used to be close friends who talked about everything, and comrades who fought together, but in the end. "

"Principal Dumbledore. You should know that if you want, I can—" Tierra suggested.

"No, no, no need." Dumbledore refused, "What happened to us has already happened, no matter how smooth the wall that has already been nailed, it can't change the fact that the wall was once scarred. "

"We can't arbitrarily change the past just because we have learned this magic. Our lives are not those video games, and our lives should not set save points." Dumbledore said.

Dumbledore's words revealed a deep sense of guilt and remorse.

He understood Tierra's good intentions, but Dumbledore rejected the proposal because he knew that imperfections that could not change the past were part of life.

"You are a god." Dumbledore continued: "You should know better than any of us what is the anchor point of personality and what defines me as me."

"My dear sister Ariana. And my failed best friend Grindelwald. They are all important characters in my life. Their existence and experience have shaped me to be who I am. My past defines who I am. I."

"Life is not a video game, and it's not about rewinding and starting over again and again." Dumbledore looked at Tierra with firmness and determination in his eyes. "We have to face our past, accept and forgive our mistakes."

Tierra opened his mouth, then closed it softly. For some reason, what Dumbledore said to him today made Tierra feel like there was something in his words.

"Your mentality has changed, Tierra." Dumbledore looked at Tierra deeply through the crescent-shaped lens and said, "In your eyes, are I, Harry, and others alive and alive? People, former comrades-in-arms? Or tools?”

"Huh?" Dumbledore asked softly.

The answer to Dumbledore was the silence from Tierra.

"Haste makes waste, my dear student." Dumbledore said with a smile, like an amiable old man, "Haste makes waste, this is a Chinese proverb, you should know this sentence better than me Meaning, I don't know what you're rushing about, but my advice is... slow down, slow down."

Dumbledore's answer was still a long silence.

"I understand." After a long time, Tierra breathed out, leaned on the back of the chair, and rubbed her eyebrows lightly——

Since he became a god, Tierra hasn't done such an action for a long time.

"I understand." Tierra said with her eyes closed, "I understand, thank you for your advice, I almost stepped on the wrong path again."