Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“The next conversation was done by the snake cavity.” Dumbledore said, hitting a thumb, a white ripple spreading fast, "and then I figured out what they were saying, and all you heard was the language I had translated. ”

Ivan didn't speak, just wondering, can the memories that have been extracted also be modified?

Even though this memory is not Dumbledore's own, it does not appear to be much of a problem.

The headmaster's strength is astonishing, you see through him yourself, but soon you'll find it's just part of the story.

It's like a blind person touching something, never being able to say a complete outline.

There's a lot of magic, not that Dumbledore wouldn't, but that he didn't want to use.

At this point, Voldemort is not as bad as he is, and Ivan is even worse.

In front of them, the door creaked open and a boy stood at the door with an old oil lamp.

Tall, dark hair, pale face, handsome look, he's a teenager Voldemort, 15-year-old Tom Riddle!

It's true that a life where you can eat on your face can only transform yourself into a monster.

Voldemort's eyes slowly moved in the dirty house and found Mofen on the armchair.

They looked at each other for a few seconds, and Mofen stood rocking, and many bottles of ping-pong at his feet, tinkling and rolling.

“You!” he yelled, "You! ”

Muffin jumped to Riddle drunk, holding a wand and a knife high.

“Stop it!” Riddle said in a snake cavity.

Morphine couldn't help but hit the table and a moldy rusty pot fell to the ground.

He stared at Riddle, and they measured each other for a long time, and eventually Muffin broke the silence first.

“What would you say? ”

“Yeah, I'll say.” Riddle walked into the room and the door closed behind him.

Without the fear that a normal person should have, his face appeared disgusted and perhaps disappointed.

“Where's Marvolo?” He asked.

“Dead!" they said, sounding a little different, "Dead for years, hasn't it? ”

“Then who are you?” Riddle frowned.

“I'm Morpheus! ”

“Marvolo's son? ”

“Of course...” Morphine pushed her dirty hair away and looked clear at Riddle.

Although the light was dim, Ivan glanced at him and saw him wearing a Maverick Ring on his right hand.

Looks like he left this heirloom behind before his old father died.

Riddle obviously noticed that too, and his eyes shifted to Mofen's right hand.

“I thought you were the Muggle!” Muffin whispered, "You look like that muggle. ”

“Which Muggle?” Riddle asked loudly.

“The muggle my sister was obsessed with, the one who lived in the big house across the street.” Muffin said, unexpectedly sipping at the ground between them, "you look just like him, Riddle. But he's older now, isn't he? It's been so long, he's older than you, I remember, everything is as clear as yesterday...”

Muffin seemed a little dizzy, and he shook it, but threw it at the table.

“He's back, you know.” He made a foolish addition.

Voldemort stared at Muffin as if he were estimating his potential.

And then he came a little closer, and he was like, “Riddle's back? ”

“He abandoned my sister, came back alone, my sister deserved it, married to trash!” Muffin broke another bite on the ground, "she finally didn't know where she was going to die and robbed us of our stuff before she escaped! Where's Slytherin's box? ”

He seemed to be asking Voldemort, who had not spoken, and Morpheus was angry.

“Shame on us, her, that little slut! Who are you to come here and ask these questions? It's over, isn't it? It's over? It's over!” He waved a knife and yelled.

He shifted his eyes and swayed slightly.

Voldemort walked forward when an unusual darkness struck, swallowing Voldemort's oil lamp and Mofen's candle, swallowing everything, which was not normal light.

Evan stunned for a moment, crossing the dark screen, and seemed to see Voldemort using a magic trick.

Dumbledore's hands held Ivan's arm tight and the two flew back to reality.

“That's all?” Ivan asked.

“Yes, Mofen can't remember the rest.” Dumbledore said, "We can tell that he woke up the next morning alone on the ground, and Mavolo's ring was missing, the ring we were looking for. ”

Ivan did not intervene, waiting for Dumbledore to continue.

“Meanwhile, that morning in the village of Little Hangton, a maid ran screaming in the street, saying that there were three bodies in the living room of the big house: old Tom Riddle and his parents, and the Muggle authorities. As far as I know, they still do not know how the Riddles died, because the Avadasso curse generally leaves no marks. Dumbledore went on to say," But the Ministry of Magic knew immediately that it was the wizards who had poisoned them. They also knew that a vegetarian hater of Muggles lived across from the Riddle family and that he had been in prison for assaulting one of the victims in the case. ”

“So Moffin was found by the Ministry of Magic without much interrogation, without vomiting or intoxication, he confessed immediately, provided details only the murderer knew, and said he was proud to kill those Muggles, saying that he had been waiting for the opportunity for many years. The wand he surrendered was immediately proven to be the weapon that killed the Riddles, and he was brought into Azkaban without resistance, only to be disturbed by the disappearance of his father's ring. He would kill me, he repeatedly told the arresting man that I had lost his ring and he would kill me. That seemed to be all he had to say, he spent the rest of his life in Azkaban mourning the loss of the last heirloom in Mavolo, and the honour of the family had been lost since then, when he was finally buried next to the prison, along with other poor people who had died in it. ”

“Voldemort killed his father and his grandparents?” Ivan said, "With Muffin's wand? ”

Although this is already known, it is still chilly to say it now.

Many have told Evan that he is as talented as the young Voldemort and a brilliant wizard.

But from what I've just seen, this is the second time Ivan's seen Tom Riddle since the diary.

It's not a soul fragment, it's more real and complete than the last time, and what he did.

Together, Ivan can be sure that he is no better than Voldemort.