Dumbledore heard Harry's sarcasm, but he didn't get angry and remained silent.
After thinking for a while, he said: "Harry, you are the true Savior, this is the prophecy. You are courageous, and you have the responsibility."
Harry lowered his eyes, Dumbledore's words had no impact on him at all.
"There are some things I can't tell you now, but believe me that I won't let you be hurt in any way." Dumbledore softened his tone, trying to make Harry feel his sincerity.
"Farewell." Harry turned and left.
He prepared to push open the door of the office and leave.
"Wait, wait." Dumbledore stopped him.
"Sigh." Dumbledore sighed.
"Harry, come back first, let me think about how to say it."
But Harry didn't move, he just leaned against the office door, arms crossed over his chest, silently watching him.
"Lily once released an ancient spell." Dumbledore pondered for a moment before he started.
Hearing his mother's name, Harry's fingers twitched slightly.
"I just have this guess, if anyone today can completely kill Voldemort, maybe only you can do it." Dumbledore said sincerely.
"What do you mean only I can do it, can't you kill him?" Harry said, frowning.
"He has died once, but now he's back, isn't he?" Dumbledore said.
"Then why can only I kill him?" Harry asked in confusion.
"Harry, do you believe in destiny?" Dumbledore's glasses flashed a light, covering his eyes.
"Something a bit blurry." Harry nodded.
"Destiny is a fickle thing, but it does exist, there was once a prophecy."
"The one born at the end of the seventh month, the Dark Lord marked him as his enemy, but he possesses power that the Dark Lord knows not, one must die at the hand of the other, because they cannot both live, only one can survive, the one with power to vanquish the Dark Lord will be born as the seventh month ends."
"Neville and I have the same birthday." Harry reminded him.
"When you were a baby, after Voldemort attacked you, he left this scar on your forehead." Dumbledore said, looking at him.
"The Dark Lord's mark." Harry sneered, touching his scar.
"Yes. This is destiny's choice, the only one who can kill Voldemort is you." Dumbledore said.
Harry was silent.
After a while, he said: "You said before that my mother released an ancient spell, she was protecting me. Was it that spell that defeated Voldemort?"
"I don't know, in fact, this spell is very rare, even I don't know how powerful it really is, but the facts are clear, Voldemort is dead, and you, are still alive."
"Headmaster Dumbledore." Harry said as he walked back.
"If you want me to do something, just say it."
"Voldemort is the one who killed my father and mother."
"If you want to deal with him, I am happy to cooperate! But you have to tell me everything clearly, I don't want to be a puppet, if you want to just coax me with a few words, or praise me with a few words to make me hot-headed, then it's impossible." Harry said.
"Harry, after all, that's Voldemort..." Dumbledore looked at Harry's face.
"So what, how powerful he was once, how glorious he was, that's all in the past, are you worried that if I know the truth, I will be afraid to face him?" Harry said, sitting down.
Dumbledore was silent, he had indeed considered this aspect.
He was afraid that Harry would lose his courage after knowing who he was facing.
"He killed my parents, when I found out he wasn't dead, I was relieved, because I had the chance to kill him with my own hands, to avenge my parents."
But not now, he doesn't have the ability yet.
"Does this spell still work?" It has been 11 years, time is the most powerful magic, it can erase many things.
Harry asked.
"That spell is the greatest emotional power in the world, love."
"Your parents, before they died, put all their love into you."
"This power will always protect you."
"But it needs a prerequisite, you have to stay with your blood relatives."
"So you put me in my aunt's house." Harry realized, finally understanding why Dumbledore put him with his aunt.
"What you want to test is, how powerful is this spell now?" Harry said.
"Yes, after all, now no one knows how much power Voldemort has recovered." Dumbledore nodded.
"You said before you had a guess, the reason why Voldemort didn't die, because he would resurrect after death?" Harry said, frowning, this resurrection, is really hard to deal with, no one knows how many times he can resurrect.
"Yes, but I don't know what method he used, powerful Dark Wizards can always find ways to resist death." Dumbledore sighed.
He looked into Harry's eyes and added: "This is true."
"I need you to truly confront him, I don't know how powerful this spell is, is it only to protect you, or like that night..."
"How safe is it?" Harry picked up the milk and took another sip, the sweetness of the milk moistened his slightly dry throat.
"What?" Dumbledore was stunned.
"You don't know how powerful this magic is, what if it's already失效了呢."
Dumbledore adjusted his glasses: "The effect of this spell still exists, at least on this point, you can completely trust me."
After all, he is the most powerful wizard in the world today.
In matters of magic, Dumbledore is the authority.
"I need help." Harry said without hesitation.
Looking at the strongest white wizard in the wizarding world, Harry made his request.
"Of course, as long as I can do it." Dumbledore nodded in agreement.
Spell, or...
Harry thought about it.
His age and knowledge are here, if he wants to learn advanced magic, he simply can't learn it.
He has already squeezed all his time to study with other professors.
"Have you thought it over?" Dumbledore asked.
"Not yet, let me think it over carefully, after all, this is your promise, you can't let it go easily."
Seeing Dumbledore about to speak, Harry quickly said: "It wouldn't be that you want me to commit suicide or violate my morals, I still have my own judgment."
He was afraid that Dumbledore would put a shackle on this promise.
"Of course, Harry, I trust you." Dumbledore nodded with a smile.
"That's it." Harry finished the remaining milk in one gulp, got up and left.
Dumbledore watched him leave, until Harry's back disappeared from sight.
One of the paintings beside him finally couldn't help but say: "Albus, you are too used to a little wizard, after all, you are the Headmaster."
Dumbledore rubbed his temples and said: "I have to believe in him."