Of course, Harry no longer needed any so-called assurances. At least, he did not think he did.
Before Harry had voluntarily stood here, he had already prepared himself to face death.
Wasn't it just death?
He, Harry Potter, was not afraid.
All right.
Claiming not to be afraid would definitely be a lie. There was great terror between life and death!
Especially when he could not die immediately.
Waiting for death was undoubtedly the most agonizing process!
Albert had only suggested that Harry speak with Dumbledore to make the process less agonizing.
After all, Dumbledore himself was a man who could face death without changing expression. He could surely help Harry with his state of mind and ensure that nothing went wrong while Harry waited.
But the results seemed rather mediocre.
"Since I have to die anyway, can't I go duel Voldemort early?" Harry looked at Albert in confusion and voiced his doubts. "Things should go quite smoothly. I really don't think there's any need for a full-scale battle with the Death Eaters. A lot of people would die."
"Harry, if you want lasting peace, it must be baptized in blood. Only after experiencing the pain of bloodshed will people cherish the hard-won peace." Albert looked up at Dumbledore's portrait and said meaningfully, "It may be ironic, but that is reality. The desire for peace is always beautiful, but peace bought directly by sacrificing you, The Boy Who Lived, is bound not to last. Nor will anyone be grateful to you for it. They will only think your sacrifice is only natural, because you are the so-called hero, the so-called Boy Who Lived."
Harry opened his mouth upon hearing that. He probably had not expected Albert to say something like that.
"Even if sacrificing you now could bring about peace