Harry was dating Ginny! This was the news Albert had received from Hermione.
Perhaps because he realized he might die soon, Harry had come to terms with many things.
However, ever since he started dating Ginny, the sweetness of love had gradually eroded his resolve, making Harry instinctively hope that this beautiful relationship could continue.
Did this count as reaping what he had sown?
Albert was rather speechless.
Love really was poisonous! Then again, as a married man, he seemed even less qualified to say that.
However, when discussing the matter with Dumbledore, the elderly man found it rather comforting. The former headmaster seemed to have been worried that Harry would focus all his attention on killing Voldemort, become too radical, and do something irreparable.
"You mean using Fiendfyre to destroy the Horcrux in the Lestrange vault?"
Faced with the old man's reproach, Albert scoffed.
"If you have a better method, I'd be more than happy to take your advice. Honestly, Harry's talent for Dark Magic is quite ordinary, and I can't be bothered teaching him the Fiendfyre Curse."
"Advice is hardly appropriate. After all, I'm already dead and can't be of much help to you."
Dumbledore very straightforwardly tossed the problem 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, he had no particularly good way of doing it.
"All right, I assume you didn't come to see me over this matter." Albert did not wish to continue discussing it and brought the conversation back to the main point.
"The British magical world is in complete chaos now. You must have heard some rumors, haven't you?" Dumbledore brought up the purpose of his visit that