Harry was dating Ginny!
That was the news Albert had received from Hermione.
Perhaps because he realized he might die soon, Harry had come to terms with many things.
But ever since he started dating Ginny, the sweetness of love had gradually eroded his will, making Harry instinctively hope that this beautiful relationship could continue.
Did that count as reaping what he sowed?
Albert was rather speechless.
Love really was poisonous!
Then again, as a married man, he seemed even less qualified to say that.
However, when he discussed the matter with Dumbledore, the elderly man was rather relieved. The former headmaster seemed to have always worried that Harry would focus all his attention on killing Voldemort, becoming overly radical and doing something irreversible.
"You mean using Fiendfyre to directly burn the Horcrux in the Lestrange vault?"
Faced with the old man's reproach, Albert scoffed.
"If you have a better way, I'd be happy to adopt your wise advice. Honestly, Harry's talent for Dark magic is fairly average, and I can't be bothered to teach him the Fiendfyre Curse."
"Forget wise advice. After all, I'm already dead and can't be of much help to you."
Dumbledore readily tossed the problem back to Albert. Just as he had said, he was already dead, and the dead would not try to interfere with the world of the living. Even if he truly wanted to do something, there was no particularly good way for him to do so.
"All right, I assume you didn't come to see me at this hour just because of that?" Albert did not want to continue discussing the matter and steered the conversation back to the point.
"The British wizarding world is in complete chaos now. You must have heard some rumors, right?" Dumbledore brought up the reason