A Conversation by the Black Lake Docks

On the way to Hogwarts Castle, Ron and Draco's conversation did not attract his attention at all.

Harry's mind was buzzing; he was about to leave the Dursley family.

He was going to live with his father's best friend Black Family... He felt dizzy... What would happen when he told the Dursley family that he was going to live with his godfather!

He had imagined this scene a thousand times, but for some reason he felt a little reluctant—was it because Dudley was no longer bad? Or Dudley had also become a wizard, and he wanted to see how his aunt and uncle would treat their little baby Dada—a wizard.

He's leaving the Dursley family!

He remembered waking up every morning and looking down at the bottom of the stairs, where one or two spiders would always be hanging. In those days, he knew nothing of his true identity, he hadn't figured out how his parents had died, or why those strange things kept happening around him. Harry still remembered the dreams that had haunted him since then: chaotic, inverted dreams, flashing green light.

He felt confused. He thought of Aunt Petunia, who actually knew Professor Snape. According to her, Professor Snape was even a friend he had grown up with!

For some reason, he suddenly remembered his previous guess: his father and Snape were friends, but they parted ways because of his mother's death.

He suddenly felt his stomach churning. He thought of something terrible, which made the corners of his mouth, which had been turned up, droop down again.

If Snape was a spy sent by Dumbledore to infiltrate the Death Eaters, then was he one during his student days?

Is that why he always hung out with the Slytherin Death Eaters trainees, even when they were doing bad things to his mother's friends? Could that be why he broke up with his mother?

Although Sirius is a friend, is it possible that Snape and his mother were a couple before, and that his father always thought Snape was a bad guy and wanted to break them up? After Snape broke up with his mother because of Dumbledore's mission, his father took advantage of the situation, and then they became a couple.

Voldemort was a guy who didn't care about the so-called Pure-blood theory, Harry discovered this during his conversation with Voldemort.

Professor Snape is Potions Master, and now he's the Head of Slytherin; Snape is exceptionally talented. So, if Mom and Snape had stayed together, would Mom have survived?

No wonder Professor Snape initially disliked him and even wanted to mock him. Was Snape's sudden change of attitude because of his mother's green eyes, and his excellent Potion-Making —just like his mother's?

On the lawn not far from the Black Lake Docks, Harry spoke his suspicions with concern.

"I think Harry is overthinking it. Why would Dumbledore let a student do such a thing?" Ron said decisively.

"Isn't that what happened? Didn't Dumbledore arrange for me to stop Voldemort? He just wouldn't force me to do it!"

"Dumbledore respects everyone's choices. Even if I don't go to the fourth floor in the end, he won't force me to go. Professor Snape might be like me, he became Voldemort's spy out of a sense of justice, or more likely because of my mother! My mother is Muggle-born, and he would also think about taking down Voldemort for my mother's sake," Harry said excitedly.

"I think you're Dumbledore, Harry. That's a bad habit of Harry, just like Quirrell and Peter Pettigrew."

"I don't think Dumbledore cares about respect. He upholds justice, so anything other than justice, like Harry's free will, is unimportant. He just makes you think you have a choice."

"Take our trip to the Forbidden Forest, for example. We might have been careless and forgotten the Invisibility Cloak when we got caught on the rooftop. But he clearly knew about You-Know-Who's existence, yet he still sent us Forbidden Forest. Harry, your forehead was hurting so much back then, you could barely stand. If You-Know-Who had attacked you then, how dangerous would that have been!" Draco said. He had always been wary of Dumbledore. How could a wizard who could defeat so many Dark Wizards and remain the headmaster despite his father's machinations be innocent?

"Forehead, that's right, this must be Dumbledore nice to me!"

"In the Forbidden Forest, I was in so much pain that I could barely stand when facing Voldemort, but afterwards I felt no pain at all."

"On the contrary, my forehead was like a second heart at that time, and with its help I even used the Disillusionment Charm!" Harry said. Harry's words reminded Ron of something. As a fan of Dumbledore, he had always believed that all of Dumbledore's actions were necessarily righteous.

But there was one thing he didn't understand: why bring Voldemort to the school? That was Voldemort!

But now he understands!

"Dumbledore must have kept Quirrell as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor to draw out and hone the power within Harry that allowed him to defeat the You-Know-Who!"

"You see, Harry was so ordinary at the beginning, and his extraordinary nature was only shown by Peeves's reluctance to approach him."

"But later, during the Defense Against the Dark Arts, after close contact with the You-Know-Who was supposed to be asleep, his power spontaneously erupted for the first time, and he defeated Quirrell, who was possessed by the You-Know-Who, twice!"

"The second time Dumbledore came to give us a lesson and observed your power up close Harry. He must have realized then that your power was not yet perfect."

"So he arranged for you Harry, to meet with the You-Know-Who was sober but weak that he needed to absorb Unicorn to restore his power. At that time Harry, your power was unstable, and you even suffered for a while."

"But as time went by, Harry, your power finally became complete, and just three days ago you even defeated You-Know-Who had regained some of his power. Isn't all of this Dumbledore's doing? That's it!" Ron stood up and circled around Harry and Draco as he spoke.

"That makes sense." Harry stroked his chin, and Draco nodded in agreement.

"Harry, can you still control that power freely?" Ron asked curiously.

"I'll give it a try." As Harry finished speaking, a ray of light flashed from the wand in Harry right hand, and a beautiful, noble, and sacred life was born from the light.

Unlike the common Phoenix, its body is not a vibrant red like fresh blood with a touch of noble gold. Instead, it is shrouded in mist, like a rainbow blooming in the sky after the rain, adorned with beautiful and enchanting rosy light.

Along with this beautiful creature, a sacred and resonant voice was also born.

Then, a deep red bird suddenly descended from the sky. It was as big as a swan, with a Winky tail and claws as long as a peacock's tail.