I. Dumbledore's Secret
It was evening. Harry stared at the fire with sleepiness with Hermione and Ron as always. Hermione had been badgered by the cold-eyed Malfoy again. The rumor that pure-blood Malfoy fancied an ordinary mudblood was all around the school. Hermione was quite annoyed but did not try to mention only her feelings, being obstinate about Harry's lonely emotions without Dumbledore.
Then, a miraculous thing happenened. The main fireplace in the Gryffindor Dormitory burst open loud and wide like someone had just flooed. Then, there was fire. Then, there was none. It was mysterious. Suddenly, there were footsteps walking itself down through the ashes. The three students stared, wide-eyed. It was almost midnight and that was one of the reasons that made this situation creepier than ever. Then, a blanket covered all three of them and there was Dumbledore, pale and sick-looking as well as transparent. Little did the three know in the dark, Dumbledore was weeping.
"Oh! Oh! Harry! What a pleasure! What a pleas-ure to see you!" Dumbledore was mumbling as he never had before. He was always a noble gentleman who never wept, who never exclaimed so miserably over things.
Harry, Ron and Hermione could not even see Dumbledore. Dumbledore had become a phantom like Moaning Myrtle. Hermione could not believe her eyes.
"In the book, it said that a deceased person could be a phantom only after two months after they pass away. Howdid you become a phantom so quickly, professor? I think I cannot trust books anymore." Hermione talked both scared and excited.
"Now, Now Now, the reason I am here is to tell you a little secret and apologize to Harry about it. However, promise me one thing, that you would not tell anybody, nobody at all this deepest secret about to take place. You also should not tell the new Head Mistress, Mcgonagall. Now listen. And please forgive me about it, all of you. Please. I know that I have done somthing wrong, and itswas the only wrong thing that I have chosen to do inmy life. With extraordinary brainpower, I was able to fool you, Potter. Forgive, me please and now, let's let the secret begin." Dumblefore talked in his usual smooth and controlling voice.
The three leading students of Hogwarts sat, unbelieving what was to be laid before their very eyes.
And Dumbledore said, "I was a death eater."
