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"It's so difficult to save the world in this day and age!" Anne White stood in front of the Sorting Hat, looking at Godric Gryffindor's sword that slowly fell forward as she let go, and then looked at the serious-looking Albus Dumbledore in front of her, shaking her head helplessly. I originally wanted to save the world and let it be shrouded in peace, but why do I act like I saved peace from the world? I wanted to be a hero, but why do people look at me like I'm looking at the Sandaime Dark Lord... "Oh, this worldly man! Oh this worldly world!" But since this is the case, then, why not continue to persevere... The corner of her mouth outlined a strange arc. Then let me be a... Well, a bad and good person... Anne White swung her black robe, and the black robe fluttered in the wind, leaving Albus Dumbledore with such a black back.