"Magic always holds infinite possibilities, Phineas. Who could ever imagine that someone would be able to cross through time to bring us hope?"
Philomena had already left. Sitting at his desk, Dumbledore held his teacup for a long time before finally speaking these words to the portrait of the former headmaster, Phineas Black, hanging on the wall.
"You should be thinking about what needs to be done, Dumbledore. Do you intend to let the tragedy repeat itself?"
Chapter 112