"Are we just leaving like this?"
Fred shook off George's hand and asked with a puzzled expression.
He did not believe George would simply abandon Luke, but for the moment, Fred could not tell what he had planned.
"What else can we do if we don't leave? Directly defy Dumbledore for Luke's sake?" George said helplessly. "I don't think Dumbledore would mind us defying him. But that might not be a good thing for Luke."
Compared to Fred, George reacted a little faster when faced with such matters. The two brothers had similar personalities, yet they complemented each other.
"Dumbledore wouldn't go so far as to do anything excessive to a child, would he...?"
Fred stood rooted to the spot, staring at the classroom door that had closed once again.
George pondered for a moment. "Let's wait here for a while. Of course, I think we should have faith in Dad and Mom's choice."
Someone their parents regarded as a leader surely would not disappoint them too badly.
Fred did not answer, remaining silent.
Meanwhile, inside the classroom, Luke gradually came back to his senses, only to sink back into thought.
It seemed he had seen something quite peculiar, something that had left him stunned and deeply confused.
Dumbledore still did not urge him on. He merely watched Luke's back, seemingly lost in thought himself.
After a while, Luke recovered and turned his head, only to discover Dumbledore standing slightly behind him, smiling.
"Good evening, Professor."
Luke bowed, and Dumbledore nodded at him. "A very magical Mirror, isn't it, Mr. Gaunt?"
"It truly is magical." Luke recalled what he had seen. "Sometimes, even you yourself do not know what it is that you wish to see."
"And what did you see, Mr. Gaunt?" Dumbledore asked kindly and gently. "Of course,