accio-reyn:

Harry: Sir, when you look into the mirror, what do you see?

Dumbledore: I see my little sister, alive and well, not having died at the hand of my choices that I made when I fell in love with a man so evil he made Voldemort look like a walk in the park. I see Grindelwald facing the dichotomy of his views and choosing me over them. I see-

Harry: …

Dumbledore: Socks. I see…socks.