Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

He disappeared this time for more than a decade.

Nobody knows what Voldemort went through during this period except Voldemort himself.

It can be deduced from the only traces of spider silk horses that he has traveled around the world in ancient sorcerers' traditions, hidden his name in many places, but Voldemort did not go to grow to hear, but to meet a variety of other black sorcerers everywhere to further study black magic.

Because of his excessive contact with the Horcrux and all sorts of evil dark magic modifications to his body, his appearance began to become completely invisible, rendering him no longer recognisable as a brilliant and handsome boy and beginning to openly use the name "Voldemort”.

This is probably the main experience of his disappearance over a decade, during which Voldemort experienced evil beyond the imagination of ordinary people, which made him the later Dark Lord.

After that, he would no longer kill anyone secretly or blame them, but publicly and uncontrollably spread the fear that Voldemort, the Dark Lord, possesses this power.

“That's all we have tonight, let's go into the meditation basin.” Dumbledore said, "This memory is mine, in which you will see Voldemort reappear ten years after it disappears. ”

Ivan and Harry followed Dumbledore into the flowing silver matter and landed in the office they had just left.

Fox falls asleep on a tree and Dumbledore is behind the desk.

He looks very much like now, his long beard is white, but his face may have slightly fewer wrinkles.

The only difference between this office and the present is that it's snowing outside, and the light blue snow flakes float past the window in the dark and pile up on the outside windowsill.

Younger Dumbledore seemed to be waiting for something, and, after a while, he knocked on the door and said, "Come in. ”

Ivan looked for a more comfortable position, and he saw Voldemort walking in.

Despite his heart's readiness, Ivan was surprised that the Voldemort in front of him had a different face, less like a snake, less red eyes, less like a mask, less like Riddle's handsome face.

His face seemed to have been burned, the five officials blurred, waxy and oddly distorted.

The eyes appear to be permanently filled with blood, but the pupils are still normal, unlike now that they have completely turned into two gaps.

In addition, he was wearing a long black cape with a white face like a snowflake on his shoulder.

It's horrible. It's definitely a nightmare or a horror story with a monster in it, a horror monster!

Dumbledore didn't look surprised behind the table, obviously he had an appointment for this visit and he was ready for Voldemort's appearance.

“Good evening, Tom. Long time no see!” Dumbledore said easily, "Sit down. ”

“Thank you.” Voldemort sat in the chair Dumbledore pointed at, and the voice was ruthless, "I heard them say you were a headmaster, a respectable choice. ”

“I'm glad you agree.” Dumbledore smiled, "Can I buy you a drink? ”

“Thank you so much.” Voldemort said, "That's exactly what I needed, I went a long way. ”

Dumbledore stood up and quickly walked to the cabinet where he now placed his meditation basin, but it was filled with bottles.

He handed Voldemort a glass of wine, poured himself a glass, and returned to the desk.

“So, Tom, what brings you here? ”

Voldemort didn't answer right away, just drinks, tastes good and seems to enjoy it.

“They don't call me Tom anymore. It's been a long time since anyone called me that. Now I'm called...”

“I know what you're called!” Dumbledore smiled happily, "but to me, I'm afraid you'll always be Tom Riddle, the little boy I saw in the orphanage. I'm afraid that's one of the annoying things about being a teacher, Tom, that they never completely forget what happened to students. ”

He raises his glass and toasts Voldemort. Voldemort still had no expression on his face, and the atmosphere in the house changed subtly and became much colder.

Dumbledore's refusal to use Voldemort's chosen name was a refusal to allow Voldemort to dominate the conversation.

Voldemort obviously also felt that it was not just a dominant conversation, but that the name Tom seemed to annoy him, something he didn't want to remember and admit.

“I'm surprised you've been here so long!” Voldemort shook the wine in the glass and stopped for a while and said, "I've always wondered why a wizard like you never wanted to leave school. ”

“Oh!" Dumbledore said, still smiling, "nothing is more important to a wizard like me than to teach ancient techniques and train young minds. If I remember well, you've seen the appeal of a teacher's career. ”

“I can still see it now!” Voldemort said, "I'm just wondering why you're often consulted by the Ministry of Magic, and it seems like someone who's been nominated twice as the Minister of Magic would be willing to...”

“It's actually been three times, but the career of the Ministry of Magic has never appealed to me. This is what we have in common, I think. ”

Voldemort lowered his head without a smile and sipped the liquor again, seemingly thinking about what to say next.

The atmosphere in the office was subtle, and Dumbledore did not break the silence between the two, but expected Voldemort to speak first with a pleasant expression.

He's always been proactive, both in the mood and on the subject. Dumbledore is the only one in the whole magic world who can do this.

“I'm back!” A moment later, Voldemort said, "it may be a little later than Professor Deepett expected… but he came back to apply again for a position he said I was too young to hold. I come to ask you to allow me to go back to this castle to teach, and you must know that I've seen a lot and done a lot since I left here, and I can teach your students something they'll never learn from other wizards. ”

Dumbledore gauged Voldemort from his cup before asking, "Yes, I know you've seen and done a lot since you left us. Rumors of what you've done have reached your alma mater, Tom. I would be very sorry if they were half credible. ”

“Really? Pity?” Voldemort still has no expression, "he said," greatness causes jealousy, jealousy leads to resentment, resentment breeds lies. You must understand that, Dumbledore. ”

“Oh, you call what you do great, don't you?” Dumbledore asks gracefully.

“Of course!” Voldemort said, his eyes seemed to be burning red, "I've done a lot of experiments and probably pushed magic to unprecedented levels...”