Chapter 691

Dumbledore had lived for so long and had already refined into a human being, so he naturally knew that this kind of thing that Solim wanted to remember had already aroused his disgust, so he needed to provide a reasonable explanation.

"Voldemort's indiscretion and emotional instability caused by splitting his soul have been greatly alleviated. Dumbledore's tone was heavy, "This suggests that he may have chosen something that I didn't expect - Voldemort will become more dangerous even with limited sanity when his sanity returns." "

"But the outcome won't change, will it?" Solim didn't really care much about this, and what Voldemort's state was like had nothing to do with the outcome he would eventually face.

"Maybe so, but there is no doubt that we need to make more sacrifices and efforts. Dumbledore said.

"I'm sorry Headmaster, but I think you probably didn't work that hard to destroy those Horcruxes. "Solim's words were very rude, and if Professor McGonagall had been here, she would have glared at Solim by now.

"You would come to such a conclusion, maybe it's just that my efforts in this area didn't tell you. Dumbledore said calmly, not in the slightest sign of any mood swing from Solim's rude words.

"So, have those Horcruxes been destroyed?" Solim asked, "Destroying Horcruxes may be a difficult thing for ordinary wizards to do, but for the Headmaster of Hogwarts, it's not even a problem. "

Solim looked at the Sorting Hat at the top of the bookcase and said, "If you remember, what I did in my second year, the Gryffindor Sword that absorbed the basilisk's venom destroyed those Horcruxes with no effort. "

Solim seized the opportunity to bring the topic to the destruction of Horcruxes, and when it came to this, Solim didn't think that Dumbledore could simply make a joke this time.

"If you're worried about the Dark Lord coming to his senses again, why not destroy a Horcrux and give it a try? While I don't really know much about Horcruxes, destroying a Horcrux can definitely have a negative impact on the Dark Lord. Solim looked at the Sorting Hat and asked, "Do you need me to pull out that sword?" "

"I don't want to offend you. "

A sudden sound in the headmaster's room sounded something familiar to Solim.

Retracting his gaze from the Sorting Hat, Solim quickly looked in the direction where the voice was coming from, and it was next to Fawkes's shelf, where a slightly transparent figure was looking at Solim.

"It's you!" Solim slammed to his feet, his wand already in his hand.

"Do you want to kill me like that?" Tom Riddle's form seemed solid enough to Solim, which meant that Dumbledore had been providing him with the power to move all these years.

Without raising his wand, Solim looked at Dumbledore for the first time as he arrived in the Headmaster's room.

"Headmaster, can you explain?"

As soon as Solim's words fell, the ashes fell on Solim's shoulder. Whenever something goes wrong, Solim is ready to slip away. When it was mentioned that Dumbledore did not make the first move.

Solim hadn't really expected to see Riddle tonight, and in his opinion, Dumbledore, even if he had no intention of destroying the Horcruxes, wouldn't be able to provide power to the diary - he had no reason to do so.

But what did Solim see? a Riddle who was more solid than the last time he saw it, and Solim even suspected that he would be able to cast a spell by giving him a wand.

"Is that your phoenix?" Riddle looked interested in the ash on Solim's shoulder, "It's nice to have a big family behind you." Unfortunately, I was on my own. "

Solim glanced at Riddle and kept his attention on Dumbledore.

"I'm here to tell you the truth tonight. Dumbledore's voice remained flat, "And you're overreacting." If I really want to be bad for you—"

Dumbledore shook his head, "Your phoenix won't help you. "

That's true, when he was in Malfoy Manor, Solim didn't even dare to summon the ashes, just for fear that it would be killed by Voldemort as soon as it came out, and this time Solim was able to summon the ashes mainly because Dumbledore didn't react to it at all.

Solim didn't speak, waiting for Dumbledore to continue. Although the wand is put away, the vigilance is higher than ever.

"Remember what I told you?" Dumbledore didn't care about Solim's obvious distrust, but said to himself, "I said, 'Riddle is different from Voldemort, he can be saved. "

"The biggest difference between him and Voldemort is that he has a human nature. You can think of Voldemort as Riddle's fading dregs—the embodiment of the evil of human nature and the animalistic instincts. "

Dumbledore pulled out the journal that Solim was all too familiar with.

"When you handed it to me, I wondered if this particular Horcrux had a special meaning to Voldemort - after all, it was completely different from other Horcruxes, it was fundamentally different. "

Dumbledore explained patiently, as if Solim was a man with comprehension difficulties.

"He's more like the opposite of Voldemort — or rather, when he's one with Voldemort, he's the real Tom. Riddle. "

As Solim listened to Dumbledore's explanation, he was trying to sort out the development of things in his heart.

The diary was obtained by himself from Lucius and given to Dumbledore directly, which meant that the diary had no chance to do anything at Hogwarts, and the second year was all a play, and Riddle was just an actor.

Due to his involvement, Riddle in the diary had no chance to do anything bad, and likewise, he avoided the fate of being impaled by the basilisk's fangs.

Riddle in the diary was spared by various factors, and since the Resurrection Stone was not able to cause irreversible damage to Dumbledore, he was not in such a hurry when fighting Voldemort, and he had more options.

"At the end of the day, is it all because of me?"

Solim's heart was filled with no remorse or regret. He just felt that he still thought things too simple back then. He thought that he would be able to make things easier by doing something in advance, but in fact, things were so complicated by his intervention that Solim couldn't grasp the direction of things at all.

He had no idea what a living Riddle would do to the future. _

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