The Dark Lord's Guide to Employment at Hogwarts

Could it be that... the soul "summoned" by the Resurrection Stone is just an alternative daydream?

Li Weide remembered the highest realm of nightmare magic, which was to make the unreal appear in reality and then be visible to others...

Could it be that the creation of the Resurrection Stone also uses principles similar to nightmare magic?

When Levid was confused, a shadow in front of Dumbledore spoke.

Although the words sounded very disembodied to Li Weide, he could still hear them clearly.

"Brother, you look so old."

Dumbledore looked at Ariana, his own sister, in front of him with tears in his eyes.

"Ariana, your words really hurt my brother."

He forced himself to put on a smile on his tear-stained face.

"But you still look as handsome as before." Ariana stood there smiling sweetly.

Dumbledore had never seen his sister so cheerful before, and for a moment he was a little dazed.

"Albus...long time no see."

At this moment, another deep male voice woke up Dumbledore.

He was a tall and thin man, with a brow that looked somewhat similar to Dumbledore, and he also had a pair of blue eyes.

And beside him stood a kind woman.

"Father, Mother...it's been a long time since we last met...I...I'm sorry...I'm sorry to you all, I'm sorry to Ariana...I didn't take good care of her. I...I let Ariana die at such a young age because of my own selfish desires...It's all my fault...it's all my fault..."

As Dumbledore was speaking, he couldn't help but squat down and burst into tears.

I don’t know how much guilt, regret, sadness and helplessness this cry contains.

Even Li Weide felt a little depressed just watching from the side.

It was the first time he saw Dumbledore, who was usually calm and composed, lose control like this.

Ariana, along with her parents, quietly walked to Dumbledore and looked sadly at Dumbledore who was crying and blaming himself.

"This is my fault, Albus," Dumbledore's father said sadly. "I should have thought clearly about the consequences when I was looking for those Muggle boys to settle the score... If I hadn't died so early, you wouldn't have to shoulder such a heavy burden at such a young age... You are talented and should have had great ambitions... It's me who left you with shackles..."

"It's not like that...Father, it's not like that..." Dumbledore murmured sadly.

"Brother... you don't need to apologize to me. I should be the one to say sorry. I... I should have been stronger. Everything that's happened to our family is rooted in me..." Ariana said sadly. "Please stop torturing yourself like this... Be the same high-spirited brother I used to be, okay?"

"Ariana, Ariana... How can you forgive me? It's all because of me... That's why you, at such a young age..."

"I have never blamed you, even your good friend... Death is a relief for me, you, and Brother Aberforth."

"No...Ariana, no...How can you say that?"

"I am an Obscurial, brother. Even if I hadn't experienced that accident, I would have died soon..." Ariana tried to put her hand on Dumbledore's shoulder, but her hand passed through Dumbledore's arm. "Please stand up, brother. It's been so many years. We all hope that you can let it go...let it go completely..."

"Yes, child... let it go. Don't feel guilty, don't be sad. Death is another great journey. We just started the journey before you." Dumbledore's mother gently placed her hand on Dumbledore's head. "Don't be depressed. You are now the backbone of many people. You have your mission, don't you? Live well, with the love in your heart."

Dumbledore slowly raised his head and stared at the three extremely real figures in front of him, tears in his eyes.

Ariana stood with her parents, looking at Dumbledore with an encouraging smile.

"Brother, it's time for us to leave. Remember our words..." Ariana said, and then she and her parents turned and walked away, until they completely disappeared in the re-emerging mist...

Li Weide, who was peeking at the side, was shocked again. This... According to the setting of the Resurrection Stone, isn't it only when the holder puts down the Resurrection Stone that the spirit will disappear? Why did they leave on their own?

From the fact that Tom's soul appeared before he turned the Resurrection Stone, to Dumbledore's soul leaving on its own now, all of these completely violated the settings of the Resurrection Stone, which made Levid very confused.

At this moment, Levid suddenly had a bold idea. Could it be that... the soul of Merope that Tom saw, and the souls of the current Dumbledore family members, are all real?

Dumbledore slumped on the ground, silently looking in the direction where his parents and sister disappeared, his hand holding the Resurrection Stone trembling slightly.

He didn't know how long it was before he felt someone helping him up.

"Professor...are you okay?"

"Thanks, Vader... I'm fine. I'm just... having a hard time getting over it."

Dumbledore said this, looking at the Resurrection Stone in his hand with a complicated look. After a moment, he put it back in Levid's hand.

"Excuse me, could you give me a moment? Let me be alone for a while."

Li Weide had no choice but to nod, took the resurrection stone, and wanted to return to his room.

Then he saw Tom standing at the window in the living room.

Obviously, Tom also saw Dumbledore losing control just now.

Li Weide waved his hand and said, "Let's go, Tom, Professor Dumbledore needs to be alone for a while."

Tom walked over silently and went up the stairs with Li Weide.

"Family ties...are they really that worrying?" Tom suddenly asked.

Li Weide was a little surprised by Tom's question, "I think so."

"You don't know?" Tom asked again.

"Only those who have experienced the beauty of family love will know. How can I be qualified now?" Li Weide said, pretending to be depressed and walked towards his room.

Tom looked at Li Weide's back and couldn't help but sigh.

Although you have a family that I envy...but I didn't expect that you are the same as me...

Thinking of this, Tom suddenly called out to Li Weide, "Can you lend me that resurrection stone...?"

"This originally belonged to you, Tom." Levid put the Resurrection Stone back into Tom's hands.

Tom had just gotten the Resurrection Stone when he met Merope again.

His eyes became extremely complicated again.

"Come on...Mom, let's have a good chat this time..."

Looking at Tom's back as he walked back to his room, Li Weide sighed in his heart.

Tom, he doesn't understand love? Maybe he didn't before, but now, he should understand it soon...

Chapter 129 Wait, epiphany is also popular in the wizarding world?!

Almost an hour passed.

Dumbledore knocked on Levid's door.

"Come in, Professor." Levid let Dumbledore in.

The house-elf Toby brought in the desserts, candies, drinks and other things that had been prepared long ago.

At this time, Dumbledore had basically recovered to his original state except that his eyes were still a little red and swollen.

"Have some dessert, professor. Eating something sweet can make people happier." Li Weide said with a smile.

"Thank you..." Dumbledore took the small cake handed to him by Levitra. "I'm sorry to have you see me lose my composure..."

"It's human nature, professor. Family ties are something so hard to give up, aren't they?" Levid said as he placed a glass of pumpkin juice with double sugar and honey in front of Dumbledore.

Dumbledore picked up the pumpkin juice and took a sip. The sweet taste made him feel much happier.

"That Resurrection Stone... please be sure to hide it well. Of course, you must also remember the lessons in the story and not get lost in it..." Dumbledore said with emotion.

Li Weide smiled and headed towards Tom's room: "Rather than hiding this stone, it seems more meaningful to let someone learn what love is."

Dumbledore followed Levid's gaze in surprise and looked towards Tom's room.

"You mean..."

"Yes, after seeing your true feelings, Professor, Tom seemed to have a lot of insights. He took the resurrection stone from me again and said he wanted to have a good talk with his mother." Li Weide said with a smile.

"Good...that's great." Dumbledore said happily. The sadness caused by seeing his deceased relatives just now was diluted a lot at this time.

"By the way, I just promised that if you have any questions, you can ask me." Dumbledore put down the cup and smiled.

"Well... I want to ask, you just used the Resurrection Stone yourself, do you think... the soul summoned by this Resurrection Stone is real?" Li Weide asked cautiously.

"I originally thought it was fake, just like the story said, but... they... when they appeared, they were not as cold and heartless as the story showed... So... I am not sure now, Wade," Dumbledore said with emotion. "Family love... makes it difficult for me to distinguish the true from the false."

Li Weide asked, "It's like... a dream?"

"A dream?" Dumbledore sighed. "Your analogy is very good, Wade. It is indeed like a dream... When you wake up from the dream, you are still immersed in it..."

"Professor...excuse me for asking, what did your relatives say to you in this dream?" Li Weide asked.

"They... are encouraging me to live a good life and have generously forgiven my past mistakes... but... how can I be forgiven?" Dumbledore said bitterly. "How could they possibly forgive me? I made such a huge mistake... I... this must have been just a dream..."

Li Weide was silent for a moment before he spoke: "I don't think this is a dream... They are your family, and you love each other deeply. What kind of mistakes can they not forgive you for? To put it bluntly, put yourself in their shoes. If you were the one who passed away, would you always blame your living relatives? Would you continue to blame your family members whom you once loved so much because of a mistake that might have been an accident?"

Dumbledore was silent. He looked quietly at the cup in his hand, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes.

After a long while, he smiled and said, "No... If my sister and I had switched roles in this matter... I wouldn't even think of blaming her, let alone forgiving her. Because... even if there are some conflicts between family members, love always exists..."

Levitra actually disagreed with Dumbledore's statement in his heart. There are exceptions to everything... There are many cases of relatives stabbing each other in the back.

Of course, maybe Dumbledore's family wouldn't be like this...

However, although Li Weide thought so in his heart, he couldn't say it on the surface.

He thought for a moment before saying, "So, if you could put yourself in their shoes and imagine they could make such a choice, how can you assume your deceased loved ones would blame you? As you just said, they may not have had any intention of blaming you from the beginning, let alone forgiving you. So, Professor, perhaps what you just saw wasn't a dream. The years you spent feeling guilty and blaming yourself were a dream. A nightmare! Now, you should wake up from it."

Dumbledore was silent again, this time much longer than either of the previous ones.

Only when Levid drank several glasses of pumpkin juice and subconsciously felt that his entire pancreas was protesting did Dumbledore sigh leisurely.

"You're right, Vader. I used to think my family would never forgive me... I was narrow-minded. They were right just now. Sooner or later, I will embark on the same great journey they have already embarked on. Sooner or later, we will meet again... Since it's not a farewell forever, what is there to be sad about?"

As Dumbledore spoke, Levitra suddenly felt a strange magical fluctuation emanating from Dumbledore's body.

It was very similar to what I felt when I saw Annie absorbing that "residue"!

"Professor...you seem to have become stronger?" Li Weide asked in shock.

"The power of love is the most powerful force in the world, Vader," Dumbledore said with a smile. "It's not that I've become stronger, but I have a deeper understanding of love. This is all thanks to your reminder, Vader."

Li Weide was stunned. Is enlightenment also popular in the wizarding world?

He didn't know how much stronger Dumbledore was now, but... there was no doubt that Dumbledore was indeed stronger than before.

This was his intuitive feeling.

Does it mean that if you understand the true meaning of a certain emotion, you can become stronger?

What if Tom also experiences the magic of love...

Wait, a Voldemort who doesn't use dark magic, but uses the magic of love to "convert" others? Why does that feel weird?

Just as Li Weide was daydreaming, the system prompt sound that he had blocked suddenly appeared in his ears again.

"Ding! It's been detected that the host has made a huge change to Dumbledore's fate! It has also greatly increased Dumbledore's strength! The future has also undergone tremendous changes, many tragedies have been avoided! Many lives have been saved! Therefore, the host is rewarded with 10000 merit points!"

Li Weide couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

The crappy system that was so stingy before was surprisingly generous this time...

After purchasing the encyclopedia of magic potions, his merit point balance was reduced to only 4500 points.

Later, when he tricked Tom and other pure-blood wizards, he rewarded them with some merit points here and there.

By living frugally and with the system not yet shipped, the balance increased to 8000 again.

Now, with Dumbledore's 10000, his merit point balance has directly reached 18000!

There are only 2000 merit points left before the system upgrade.

At this time, Li Weide made up his mind that even if the system mall was restocked, he would upgrade the system first and then slowly redeem it!

At most, just lock the good stuff first!

After upgrading the system, the quality of the products can also be improved.

It's better than refreshing some materials and some worthless magic manuscripts every night...

Who made this broken system have no guarantee?

"Wade, what's wrong with you?" Dumbledore couldn't help asking when he saw Wade in a daze.

"Um... nothing, I was just thinking... if I have a deeper understanding of an emotion, will it also be beneficial to the growth of my own strength?" Li Weide couldn't help but ask this question.

"Wade, the key to the problem is not the degree of your understanding of a certain emotion, but... what you want to fight for." Dumbledore smiled and said, "As long as you figure out the purpose of waving your wand, you will naturally become powerful..."