Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment. Although he had never heard of this term, retirement syndrome or something, it did seem a bit appropriate.

Even the self-destructive tendency in his heart before, upon closer inspection, it seems that there is indeed a lot of this element.

Not only because he lost the position of principal of Hogwarts or the job of president of the Union, but also because, facing Murphy, he could never find the legitimacy to fight against him. However, Murphy's What he did was indeed a denial of everything he had insisted on. If he did not deny Murphy, it would be equivalent to denying himself.

Without being able to firmly regard Murphy as his enemy, he has actually been very internally consumed and has long been exhausted physically and mentally.

The so-called retirement syndrome is actually, for Dumbledore, the extreme confusion after the loss of self-identity.

The cause he had worked for his whole life was denied, and his life seemed meaningless.

As an old man, he could hardly have felt greater fear and loss.

However, at this moment, Dumbledore suddenly felt relieved.

"You never seem to feel confused, Murphy. Is it because you come from the future that you are so sure that you are right?"

"No..." Murphy said, "I don't know about gods either. In fact, I'm not sure I'm right."

"Maybe the gods are much more powerful than I imagined. Maybe breaking the secrecy law is equivalent to tearing down our walls, which will put us in danger of extinction."

"However, Professor, I cannot know everything and cannot have all the information - at least not yet - no one can have complete information. Each of us has to make a decision within the scope of our own knowledge."

"So in reality, we're all betting that the future will turn out to be pretty much what we thought it would be."

"You seem to be carrying the fate of the entire wizarding world, so you must be more cautious. After all, cautious improvements are always safer than radical decisions. But I have no such burden. I am only responsible for myself."

"I just need to consider whether the consequences of losing my bet are acceptable to me."

"In this matter, I cannot accept the practice of being complacent and limiting myself, even if I can live safely because of it. And if I want to develop, I must face destruction, then I will choose to continue to move forward and gamble on the impossible. That’s a little bit of a chance. It’s just my personality, and I don’t plan to change it.”

"As for the fate of wizards and mankind, to be honest, those are things that we should care about incidentally."

"If because I lose the bet, wizards become extinct, or even humanity is destroyed. Then I'm sorry, if you can curse people in hell, then you can curse me as much as you like."

"You describe yourself as very selfish," Dumbledore said.

"Say what others say to me first, so that I can block their mouths. This is my usual strategy."

Dumbledore smiled and said, "I understand you somewhat."

"You're right, Murphy, there's probably something I can do."

He said, stood up and came to the unconscious students, "They had too much magic drawn out, and even their souls were torn out of their bodies at one point. The upper grade students were okay, but these lower grade children might I can’t wait until you successfully refine the potion.”

As he spoke, he waved his magic wand, and a magic circle connected him to the students.

Then, he looked at Murphy, "If I stand here, I will become an obstacle to you. You will bring more changes to the wizarding world, but you will definitely encounter a lot of resistance. They know that I have fought against you. , as long as I live, they will still not give up."

Murphy frowned, "With all due respect, Professor, even if you die, the resistance I encounter will not be much less."

Dumbledore smiled helplessly, "Maybe so. But at least I hope to do one more meaningful thing before I die."

"This is the best way to die that I can choose." Dumbledore said.

Death is the last thing in life, and even in a certain philosophical sense, it can be regarded as the only thing in life.

Choosing how to die is sometimes the same proposition as choosing how to live, and has the same significance.

In the original book, Dumbledore chose to use his own death to set a trap against Voldemort. At this moment, he still wanted to use his own death to accomplish something.

Murphy can understand that this is Dumbledore's aesthetics of life.

He hesitated and looked at Grindelwald, "Aren't you going to stop me?"

Grindelwald sighed, "This is his decision."

Murphy frowned. He carefully weighed the possible consequences of this matter, and finally sighed, "Professor, have you made your decision?"

"Yes Murphy, I will leave the rest to you."

As he spoke, he was about to activate the magic circle, when suddenly a spell hit him in the back, turning him to stone.

Murphy held Dumbledore's collar in one hand, lifted him out of the magic circle, and threw him to Grindelwald.

"I'm sorry, Professor, please find another way to die." Murphy said, "For such a big favor, it would be more cost-effective for me to sell it to them."

Murphy said, with a burst of crackling lightning, a group of watchmen were summoned by Murphy. He gathered everyone into the magic circle, and each gave them a piece of magic metal to connect their own magic power, and then talked with the students connect them.

"Expand your magic power and prepare to save people."

…

"Albus, are you awake?"

In a carriage that had cast a traceless stretching spell, Grindelwald was sitting opposite, leisurely reading a book and sipping tea.

Dumbledore was already awake, but he didn't want to open his eyes. After a while, he finally sighed and sat up slowly, "He actually... actually..."

Grindelwald smiled, "Let's have a cup of black tea to calm down."

"Why, what good will it do him to keep me?"

"Ah, regarding this..." Grindelwald handed a few newspapers to Dumbledore, "Of course he will not let go of squeezing your value."

Dumbledore took the newspaper and saw the headline on the front page:

"Dumbledore joins the Wizards' Alliance and will serve as Vice Chairman of the Alliance."

Dumbledore opened his eyes wide and saw the next newspaper, "Dumbledore withdrew the charges against Murphy and admitted that he had been deceived by the villain."

Another one said: "Consensus reached! Dumbledore discussed the development of wizards and supported the Alliance Constitution!"

Another one read: "Dumbledore calls on the Ministry of Magic of all countries to stabilize the situation and avoid conflict in the Muggle world."

This refers to the ongoing tension between the three countries after the American missiles bombed Great Britain and France. Murphy is clearly preparing to directly intervene in Muggle affairs.

"He is cheering for his Wizards' Union in your name." Grindelwald said.

Dumbledore felt for a moment that his reputation was ruined and he might as well die now.

He frowned tightly for a long time, but suddenly he smiled helplessly, "Forget it, let him go. Where are we going?"

"The French Ministry of Magic."

"Um?"

"As the Vice Chairman of the Alliance, you will persuade the French Ministry of Magic to join the Alliance." Grindelwald said.

Dumbledore looked at him in astonishment, and then asked, "Why should I go?"

"He said he is prepared to launch a war against the French Ministry of Magic next month if you fail to negotiate peace."

"..."

"and you……"

"Oh, I forgot to mention it. I am the Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Alliance now. We are on the same level. We will go to the German Ministry of Magic later. I will be responsible for pulling those guys into the chariot."

"..."

"What on earth is he going to do?"

"Obviously, he is trying to win over allies." Grindelwald said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

"Then let everyone crown him and become the king of the world."

(End of this volume)

In the original outline, the principal would die here in order to save these students. This fits his character and my aesthetics for this character. Moreover, it is reasonable for the villain to die if he clears his name. But as I write, I feel a little unhappy. Why bother? There is no point in aesthetics, and there is no point in pursuing meaning. Rather than a grand and tragic death, I prefer to let him continue to live like this. Murphy likes this result better, and so do I. I believe everyone doesn’t hate it either, right?