"But he and his wife will die, won't they?"

"They saved some elixir, enough they put things in order. Then, yes, they will die. "

Seeing the surprised expression on Harry's face, Dumbledore couldn't help laughing.

"I know, for a young man like you, it seems incredible; But for Nicole and Pereno, death is actually like finally going to bed after a long day. Moreover, for sober people, death is just another great adventure. You know, the philosopher's stone is not a good thing. With it, no matter how much wealth you want to have and how long you live, you can get it! These two things are what human beings want most-the problem is that human beings just like to choose what is most unfavorable to them. "

Harry lay there, not knowing what to say at the moment. Dumbledore hummed happily and looked at the ceiling with a smile.

"Sir," said Harry, "I've been thinking ... Sir-although the philosopher's stone is missing, Voldemort ... I mean, the mysterious man-'

"Just call him Voldemort, Harry. Always use the right name for things. The fear of a name will strengthen the fear of the thing itself. "

"Yes, Sir. Well, Voldemort will try to make a comeback in other ways, won't he? I mean, he didn't disappear, did he? "

"Yes, Harry, he didn't disappear. He's still hiding somewhere, maybe looking for a body he wants to share ... he's not really alive, so he can't be killed. He is only interested in slipping away, regardless of Quirrell's life and death; He is cruel to his enemies and cruel to his followers. But, Harry, you may just delay him so that he can't recover his strength immediately. In the future, another person needs to be fully prepared to fight him to the death-but if it is delayed, he may never recover his physical strength. "

Harry nodded, but soon stopped because it made him feel headache. Then he said, "sir, there are still some things I don't quite understand." I wonder if you can tell me … I want to know the truth of these things … "

"The truth," Dumbledore sighed, "is a beautiful and terrible thing that needs to be treated with extra care. However, I will try my best to answer your question unless I have a good reason to keep my mouth shut. In that case, I hope you can forgive me. Of course I can't lie to you. "

"Well ... Voldemort said he killed my mother because my mother tried to stop him from killing me. But then again, why did he kill me? "

Dumbledore sighed heavily this time.

"Oh, the first thing you asked me, I can't tell you. Not today, not now. One day, you will know ... don't think about it for a while, Harry. When you grow up ... I know you don't want to hear this ... when you are ready, you will know. "

Harry knows it's no use talking.

"Then why can't Quirrell touch me?"

"Your mother died to save you. If there is one thing Voldemort can't understand, it is love. He didn't realize that a strong love like your mother would leave a mark on you. This is not a scar, nor a visible trace ... being loved so deeply by a person, even if the person who loved us has died, will leave us with an eternal amulet. It's hidden in your skin. It is for this reason that Quirrell can't touch you. Quirrell was full of hatred, greed and ambition, and sold his soul to Voldemort. It is unbearable for him to touch a person with such a beautiful mark on his body. "

Mm-hmm. . I don't know what kind of dialogue you want. . Funny? Show friendship? Show love? . . Only in this way can the theme be reflected. .