Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

"I am different from you, Tiera." Dumbledore said in a lamenting tone, "Your life is perfect, there are no scars that will never heal, and there are no things you regret for the rest of your life."

"You mean your sister and Mr. Grindelwald?" Tiera asked.

"Yes, Tiera, it is them. The passing of my sister Ariana has always made me heartbroken and regretful." Dumbledore nodded and said, "As for Grindelwald, my relationship with him is even more complicated.

, we were once 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-" Tiera suggested.

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

"

"We cannot change the past arbitrarily 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 guilt and self-blame.

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

"You are a god." Dumbledore continued: "You should know better than any of us what the anchor of personality is and what defines who I am."

"My dear sister Arianna, and my failed best friend Grindelwald, they are all important roles in my life. Their existence and experiences have shaped me into who I am now, and my past defines who I am.

I."

"Life is not a video game, it is not about going back and starting over again and again." Dumbledore looked at Tiera, his eyes revealing a kind of firmness and determination. "We must face our past, accept and forgive our mistakes.

.”

Tiera opened her mouth and then closed it gently. For some reason, what Dumbledore said to him today made Tiera feel that there was something in his words.

"Your mentality has changed, Tiera." Dumbledore looked at Tiera deeply through the crescent-shaped lenses and said, "In your eyes, are I, Harry and others alive?"

A person, a former comrade? Or a tool?"

"Huh?" Dumbledore asked softly.

Dumbledore's answer came from Tiera's silence.

"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.

I mean, although I don’t know what you are rushing to do, my suggestion is: slow down, slow down a little.”

Dumbledore's answer was still followed by a long silence.

"I understand." After a long time, Tiera breathed out a breath, leaned back on the chair, and gently rubbed her eyebrows——

Tiera hasn't done such an action for a long time since he became a god.

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