Why Did Dumbledore Give Harry The Resurrection Stone Novels & Stories

“What if I don’t deserve that? What if I’ve done things I can’t undo?” I tightened my grip slightly, meeting his gaze. “Then we figure it out together. You’re not that person anymore.” The pack’s daily routines continued, though there was still an undercurrent of tension whenever Harold was around. Dominic assigned guards to keep an eye on him, though Harold didn’t seem to notice—or if he did, he didn’t care. Meanwhile, I threw myself into researching Harold’s condition, combing through ancient texts and consulting with the pack’s healer. There were references to memory loss after magical resurrection, but the details were sparse and contradictory.

"Dark magic? No, no. It couldn't be more far than dark magic. If I was to classify it by your terms, I would say it was white magic. As white as it can get. A white magic shield. The boy just weaponized the shield, just that. But I can't say more without examining Mr. Potter." Director Bones and the Aurors were quiet. Erik then resumed the memory. They saw it fade as Mr. Potter got knocked out, and then the memory got clear again. And they saw Albus Dumbledore entering the room with a preoccupied face. The 'old boy' glanced at the mirror and focused on the knocked out boy. He casted a diagnosis spell on him and seemed to relax. Then he casted another spell and bent down. Patting at Mr. Potte

I questioned again. “Because this is my fate after I killed him. Harry was destined to die in the real world that day and I had to prevent it from happening. I twisted his fate because I didn’t want him to be gone too soon.” This wasn’t making any sense but in the back of my head, Diana was telling the truth. Right now, my mind is boggling with everything she has said since it’s something that is hard to believe. “So where did you bury Harry? I want to see him.” I demanded.

“And headmistress Morwen?” “Headmistress Morwen fears me,” Harry said with a chuckle that wasn’t entirely human. “She should. Once, she tried to bind me to her will. She failed. But she thinks she has another way now.” His eyes moved to me, sharp and knowing. “You.” My skin went cold. “Me?” “Yes.” His tone softened, but words were sharp. “ Raven left you with a fragment of his power when he died,That power is dangerous. Headmistress Morwen craves for it. She’ll tear the academy apart to claim you.”

I say, taking a step backwards. "Rory," She calls, and I flinch. "For what it's worth, I really am sorry." I nod, walking out, steadying my breathes as I walk to the Living Room, see everyone sitted. "To break the curse fully, we need Alexandru, Lily and Rafe ofcourse, in a circle, holding eachother. We'll need the blood of the people you love the most, not to be Harry Potter-ish, but Love is the way to break this, the Ancestors casted the spell out of pure hatred, and with Love, we'll reverse it, actually, erase it."

a familiar voice said, as he took my hands into his, and then he took it into his lips giving it a kiss, then to his nose sniffing it. "Seriously?" I said, raising an eyebrow as he pulled a plaster from his pocket. I shook my head. "Forget it. I don’t need that. I’ll just wash my hands. Gosh, you’re weird," I muttered, turning away. But then he said something that made me freeze. "Don’t you want to know the root cause of the generational curse passed down to Harry?" I hadn’t even thought to ask. The question caught me off guard. I hesitated for a moment before walking to the sink, rinsing the cut under cold water.

“I have no place in my military for cocky kids. You’re here because you showed promise. Don’t for one second think that because you’re the Gammer’s son, I won’t kick your arse out of here, Zach. Now, get back in line.” Little cunt. I can’t stand cocky kids! I roll my neck. My mind isn’t all here right now because all I can think about is Jenna. Why would the Goddess pair me with a damn necromancer? Of all the things in the world, a woman who can raise the dead! Didn’t she know there would be consequences for performing such an act? Not only to her but the person she’s bringing back? The resurrected person will undoubtedly be altered in many ways. Harry was once a sweet boy with a big heart.

I sucked in a breath. Harry wants Dominic to die? Harry is not the man I remember. I loved him. He was good to me, but he also made me choose him and said he would kill Benjamin if I didn’t. I was so naive back then and so in love that I didn’t care to be forced into choosing I loved Harry. But killing his own descendant is beyond crazy. “I don’t understand. Why would Harry want you to kill his grandchild?” “If Dominic dies he will not have a son to carry out the curse which means you will not return once you die this time. I’ll kill two birds with one stone,”He shrugs.