Chapter 185 From today on, you are Jerry, the principal’s secretary!

Riddle glanced at Wright and didn't reply immediately.

When he first came out of the Horcrux diary, Riddle only thought that the place where he appeared would be an unknown town in the United States, because what the man named Keanu Reeves just wrote in the diary was He is an American wizard. Although it is unclear why he crossed the ocean from the United Kingdom to the United States, there is no doubt that Riddle has never cared about such trivial things.

For Riddell, there is actually no difference at all whether it is Britain or the United States, whether it is a European castle or an African grassland, and his great cause will never be blocked by small geographical factors.

Even though it was a pity that the person who opened this diary was not the Harry Potter he had in mind, you must know that Riddle had a lot of questions and wanted to consult the person who defeated him in the future, but...

Eh! Wait a minute! Why does the man hanging on the wall look so familiar? Riddle rubbed his eyes in disbelief. At this time, as the soldier's life force gradually merged, his body gradually became more and more solid, and his movements were also clear.

Isn't that Principal Armando Dippet? Riddle almost shouted, then, if he was hung on the wall, who would be the headmaster of Hogwarts now?

At the same time, an old voice that made Riddle's scalp tingle came from behind him.

"Long time no see, Tom."

Riddle turned around stiffly, and then saw Dumbledore sitting quietly behind the principal's desk.

"Decades have passed since the last time we met. Perhaps you no longer recognize me in this form. Please allow me to introduce myself. I am Albus Dumbledore." Dumbledore said, Those azure blue eyes were emitting a breathtaking light, making Riddle dare not look directly at them.

"Wright," Dumbledore suddenly said to Wright who was standing aside, "Can you give us two some space? I have something that I need to talk to Tom about."

"Of course there is no problem." Wright suppressed the smile on his face, bowed to Dumbledore, then left the principal's office and waited outside the door.

When Tom Riddle heard Dumbledore's voice just now, the expression on his face completely swept away any remaining sleepiness in Wright. If it weren't for the fact that the environment he was in at the time didn't allow it, Wright would have laughed in the principal's office for three days and three nights. But even so, he still laughed outside for a long time, until he burst into tears.

Let you mess with my cat! It makes Chang Chu uneasy! Feel the power of Dumbledore! Little Tom!

After a while, the door to the principal's office opened again, and Wright walked directly in.

At this time, Tom had been completely resurrected, his figure was no longer illusory, and even the weird, misty light that originally shrouded him had completely dissipated.

This is a handsome and tall boy, about sixteen or seventeen years old. Even though his long green algae-like hair looks a bit weird, it does not affect his amazing charm at all.

"Teacher?" Wright turned his probing eyes to Dumbledore.

Riddle sneered, not sure if it was because of Wright's name for Dumbledore. But now that he was under the eaves and had to lower his head, all he could do was sneer twice.

"I already know, about the Chamber of Secrets, about the monster in the Chamber of Secrets, about everything that happened fifty years ago." Dumbledore said, most of his attention still being on Riddle.

"Then teacher, what do you want to do with this..." Wright paused, "Where is this Mr. Tom Riddle who came out of the diary?"

"Before talking about this matter, Wright, can you tell me how you know about the Chamber of Secrets and the monsters in it?" Dumbledore asked Wright.

"Of course." Wright nodded.

Dumbledore pretended to listen quietly, as did Riddle beside him.

"I have already read about the existence of the Chamber of Secrets in the book "Hogwarts: A History of the School", but Miss Weasley's behavior last night reminded me of it again." Wright explained, "As for the location of the Chamber of Secrets and the monsters in it, we can draw corresponding conclusions based on the construction time of Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets, the cause of Myrtle's death, and the petrification of the two cats."

"It can live up to a thousand years; a pair of huge yellow eyes, one glance is enough to kill people; it can petrify other creatures." Wright said seriously, "In addition to the basilisk cultivated by the despicable Haierbo, there are also What kind of magical creature has such ability?"

"As for the location, it should be in the bathroom where Myrtle often stays." Wright said, and he added, "Of course, it is not certain whether the location of the secret room is there. This is just my inference. of."

Dumbledore nodded, seeming to believe Wright's words.

"Tom has completely realized the mistakes of what he did before," Dumbledore said calmly. "In order to make up for his mistakes, he decided to spend the rest of his life on the construction of Hogwarts."

Wright was stunned by Dumbledore's words. Is this really what Tom Riddle would say? Why do I feel like Dumbledore came up with this yourself?

"So from today on, Tom will continue to live in Hogwarts as the principal's secretary." Dumbledore continued.

Riddle, who was standing not far from Wright, nodded angrily. He swore that if Dumbledore hadn't forced him to sign a magical contract that was completely incompatible with humanity, he would have broken open the window of the principal's office and jumped out! What's the difference between the contract just now and the one those stinky house elves signed thousands of years ago?

"But in this case, his previous name is not very suitable." Dumbledore said, "The name Tom Riddle is still a bit taboo in Hogwarts."

Do you think this sounds like what people say? Although I hate the name Tom Riddle, Dumbledore, you are going too far by changing my name and surname wantonly? Riddle was so angry that he almost went crazy, but under the constraints of the contract, he could not express any objection to Dumbledore's words.

"How about calling them Jerry?" Wright gave an idea in a sly voice. Tom and Jerry were a match made in heaven!

"Well, yes." Dumbledore said nonchalantly, as long as his name is not Tom. He took another look at Riddle's hair, "Let's call him Green."

"Jerry, Jerry Green." Dumbledore finalized.