Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“It's some magic!” Dumbledore calmly corrected him and said, "Some, Tom, but on others, you're still, uh, forgive me for being so... ignorant and pathetic. ”

Voldemort laughed for the first time, and it was a grinning, evil look, more terrifying than rage.

“Old rhetoric.” He whispered, "You're still the same, Dumbledore, but nothing I've seen in the world proves your famous point: love is stronger than my magic. No, in my opinion, your so-called love was fragile before powerful magic. ”

“Oh, really? Maybe you're looking for the wrong place.” Dumbledore warned.

“So, what better place to start my new research than here, in Hogwarts?” Voldemort said, "Will you let me come back? Can you let me share what I've learned with your students? I entrust myself and my talents to you, under your command? And can you help me find love here? ”

The corner of Evan's mouth is slightly down, which is an interesting topic to help Voldemort find love in Hogwarts.

Does he need love?

Does Hogwarts have the love he's looking for?

And, love, Voldemort really knows such complicated emotions?

Hogwarts is not a school of love, teaching students how to get love. Those who know love can find love wherever they are, and those who don't know never will, even if love is right in front of them.

Indeed, Dumbledore raised his eyebrows slightly behind the table.

“You want to go back to Hogwarts? So, what about the people who are under your command? What about those who call themselves, or are said to call themselves, the Death Eaters? ”

Voldemort's eyes flashed red again, and his nostrils widened like two gaps.

Apparently, he didn't think Dumbledore would know the name Death Eater.

“My friends.” He paused for a moment and said, "They would have gone on without me, I'm sure. ”

“I'm glad to hear you call them friends!” Dumbledore said, "I thought they were more like your servants. ”

“You're wrong.” Voldemort said.

“Well, if I go to Pighead tonight, I won't see those people, Nott, Rozier, Murceber, Dolokhov, waiting for you to come back, will I? What a loyal friend you have traveled so far in the snow night and waited there just to wish you a teaching position. ”

Dumbledore's knowledge of his entourage undoubtedly made Voldemort more uncomfortable and his eyes more red, but he calmed down almost immediately.

“You still know everything, Dumbledore. ”

“Oh, no, it's just a good relationship with a local bar attendant.” Dumbledore said easily, "Now, Tom...”

He dropped the empty cup, sat tall and touched his fingertips, which was his usual position.

“Let's get this straight, why did you bring your men here tonight to apply for a job you and I both know you don't want? ”

When I heard him say it, Voldemort was cold surprised, "I don't want a job? Quite the contrary, Dumbledore, I very much want this job. In the past, in the present, and in the future, I have a compelling desire to remain in Hogwarts for teaching. This is my home. I want to go home. ”

“I'm not surprised that you think Hogwarts is your home, and Hogwarts is always open to any kind of student.” Dumbledore said, "But honestly, Tom, you never really thought about teaching, either at 18 or now. What exactly do you want? Why can't we be frank once? ”

Voldemort sneered, “Dumbledore, if you don't want to give me a job...”

“Of course not!” Dumbledore said, "And I don't think you're expecting me to give it to you, but you're still here, you filed an application, and you must have made an attempt. ”

Voldemort stood up, full of anger, looking less like Tom Riddle than ever before.

“Is that your final decision? ”

“Yes!” Dumbledore also stood up.

“Then we have nothing to talk about. ”

“No more.” Dumbledore said, with deep sadness on his face, "unlike twenty years ago, Tom, I can frighten you with a burning wardrobe, forcing you to atone long ago. But I hope so, Tom, I hope so...”

Voldemort smiled coldly. Dumbledore's attitude did not impress him at all. Instead, he angered him even more. For a moment, he moved his hand towards the wand in his pocket...

But after that moment, Voldemort turned around and walked away, and the door was closed, and he was gone.

“Okay, let's go back!” Dumbledore said, taking Ivan and Harry back to the real office.

“Professor, why did he come back?” Harry immediately asked, "Do you understand? ”

“There were some thoughts before, some of which Ivan confirmed for me.” Dumbledore said, "For example, when he came back that time, he hid a soul object in a house of necessity. ”

“Must-Seek House?!” Harry muttered, flashing in his mind.

He suddenly thought that the place would not be displayed on the map of the living point.

Malfoy has always disappeared inexplicably lately, haven't you been there?!

The more he wanted to think about it, the more likely it was that Harry decided to keep track, even though Dumbledore and Ivan both told him to leave it alone.

“Yeah, there was a house of necessity, where Voldemort hid Ravenclaw's crown, and I tracked it down a long time ago. Ivan explained, adding," Because Ms. Ravenclaw herself left a clue about the crown… ”

The jewel on the crown is in Ivan's hands, and it is both Ravenclaw's secret treasure key and a testament to his wisdom, allowing the wearer to gain absolute wisdom.

“Voldemort is interested in things with Hogwarts history, and the treasure keys left behind by the four Creators are just such things.” Dumbledore said, "So we're lucky to solve the mystery left by the four founders while finding the vast majority of the Horcruxes. ”

If you think so, you're lucky!

“So, professor, what else did you find out about that meeting?” Ivan asked.

“Yes, I must admit, his appearance makes me feel alarmed.” Dumbledore said, "It was also then that I began to speculate that he had made the Horcrux, but to be honest, I had absolutely no idea that he would fall to this point. Well, that concludes our lesson for tonight, and I hope you two get that Slughorn memory as soon as possible, before I get that item..."