Chapter 882: I ca n’t control it and I do n’t have the energy to manage it

() (Author's Note: Alan breaks the secrecy law. Everyone knows that the prototype of the idea came from the first generation of the Dark Lord Grindelwald, but the reform education looks at the reviews. It seems that I have not noticed that some readers have noticed that it is actually from the second generation of the Dark Lord Voldemort. The ideal of being young ... Although Voldemort is different from Allen who really wants to popularize knowledge and engage in the wizarding Renaissance, Voldemort has only another purpose, but in fact, the inspiration for Allen to have this educational reform idea is indeed from the mysterious man teaching in the original book. In a sense, the protagonist I wrote was intended to let him complete the first two generations of the Dark Lord ’s failure to accomplish some purposes. Use the ideas that existed in the world to create, to see if this trend will become What kind of world.)

"Harry, I know what you are thinking, the next memory ..." Dumbledore's eyes were also a little confused, "It's actually the reason why I told you why I held my present position."

Harry clenched his fists and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Dumbledore's palm, and Dumbledore poured the last bottle of memory into the meditation basin. "Let's finish after reading this last memory, this is my memory."

Harry stepped into the meditation basin again, and landed in the office they had just left, but Dumbledore seemed to be waiting for something in his memory, and he looked much younger, and his two hands were intact, which made him It looks handsome and energetic, unlike Dumbledore's current gloominess.

But the weather outside the window was the opposite. The pale blue snow flakes in memory were drifting across the window in the dark, and the knock on the door rang outside the door piled on the window sill.

After Voldemort knocked on the door and walked in, Harry almost screamed in fright.

The face of the mysterious man has changed a lot compared to the memory just now. His face seems to have been burned, his facial features blurred, like wax, and twisted strangely, his eyes now seem to be permanently filled with blood. Wearing a long black cloak, his face was as white as snowflakes on his shoulders.

"Good evening, Tom." Dumbledore said without any surprise, "Sit down, would you like a glass of wine?"

"Thank you so much." Voldemort did not refuse, and took the wine to sit in the position of Harry just now, "I walked a long way."

"I haven't seen Tom for a long time, so what are you doing looking for me?" Dumbledore sat back in the principal's chair and took a sip of wine comfortably.

Voldemort leaned on the back of the chair, and the glass in his hand shook gently: "They no longer call me Tom. Now I am called ..."

"I know what you are called, but for me as a teacher, you will always be Tom Riddle." Dumbledore raised his glass as if to toast with Voldemort, but Voldemort didn't show any action. Dumbledore Lido only took a sip of himself, "I'm afraid this is what makes teachers annoying? They never completely forget what students were doing."

"That's why you never wanted to leave Hogwarts?" Voldemort's pale cheeks raised. "I've always been strange. You, a person who is often consulted by the Ministry of Magic and seems to have been nominated twice as Minister of Magic, why are you willing to stay in Hogwarts?"

"Oh, there are actually three times. It's just that nothing is more important than teaching ancient memories and training young minds." Dumbledore said happily. "As for the attitude towards the Ministry of Magic, I have heard about your later events. This is what we have in common, I think? Of course I still remember that you have also seen the fascination of the teacher profession ... "

"I can still see now ... Once, I eagerly wanted to be a teacher. It was just that Professor Dipet said that I was too young to be a professor of defense in black magic." Voldemort sipped his wine and just dropped his glass. , "Now let me go back to this castle to teach, you know I have seen a lot after I left here, and I have done a lot. I can teach your students what they cannot learn from other wizards ... Teach these students some ... No the same…"

Harry raised his head sharply, and he exhaled uncontrollably, short and convulsively, lost in confusion, and stabbed there halfway like a piece of wood, Alan also said.

"Some magic that shouldn't have been learned by them ... In fact, you shouldn't learn it, Tom ..." Dumbledore said calmly after looking at Voldemort. "Rumors about what you did have also arrived Your alma mater, Tom. If they are half credible, I will be very sorry. "

"Greatness causes jealousy, jealousy leads to resentment, and resentment breeds lies. You must understand that Dumbledore" Voldemort's eyes seemed to be reddened by fire, "It is powerful magic! My experiment may have pushed magic to an unprecedented level!" "

At this time, Voldemort gave Harry a completely different feeling than let alone Allen. His expressionless face muscles, pale skin, and red eyes made him look completely impossible. It's elegant and flattering before.

"It's some magic," Dumbledore corrected him calmly. "Some ... but on others, you still ... IMHO ... sorrowful ignorance."

Voldemort laughed for the first time. It was a sneering sneer. The evil expression was more terrifying than the rage.

"Old argument," he said softly, "but, Dumbledore, nothing I have seen in the world can prove your famous point: love is more powerful than my magic."

"Maybe you are looking for the wrong place." Dumbledore reminded, "If you understand the power of this belief in love ..."

"So, what better place than here ... than Hogwarts ... to start this new research?" Voldemort continued following Dumbledore's words, but his voice at this time and he gave to Ha Li's impression is completely different ... he looked forward to it and even let his voice go out of his way, "So Dumbledore, will you let me come back? Can you let me share what I have learned with your students? I will separate myself and I will give you my talents and listen to your instructions. "

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, "What about those who really listen to you? Your Death Eaters, what do they do?"

"My friends, even without me, they will continue to work." Voldemort's eyes flashed red, and two slit-like nostrils widened.

"Are you in the pig's head bar? Nott, Rozier, Murseber, Dolohov ... really loyal friends ..." Dumbledore straightened up, "... let's talk about it, you tonight Why come here with your Death Eaters and apply for a job that you and I know you do n’t want? "

"You still know everything ..." Voldemort sneered. "However, don't you want? On the contrary Dumbledore ... if you don't want to give me a job ..."

"Of course I don't want to." Dumbledore refused decisively. "In my opinion, you don't have expectations, and you don't want to teach here more than when you were eighteen, but you still came, what the **** are you trying to do? ? Tom, why can't you be frank with me? "

"Is this your final decision?" Voldemort stood up after speaking.

"Yes" Dumbledore also stood up.

"It seems that we have nothing to say." Voldemort's red eyes stared at Dumbledore's blue eyes with anger.

"Tom is gone," Dumbledore expressed deep sorrow. "I can scare you with a burning closet and force you to atonement. The time has passed. But I still hope, Tom, I hope you ..."

Harry's nerves were tense, and he was sure he saw Voldemort's hand suddenly moving towards the wand in his pocket. But Voldemort finally turned around and walked away, the door was closed, and his figure disappeared.

Harry felt Dumbledore's hand grabbing his arm again. Back in the principal's room, Harry sat back in his chair, picked up the iced lemon juice in front of him, and took a sip of the puddle. The unsuitable weather drank this summer drink and let the coolness contained in it straighten his mind. Harry calmed down, he tried to stop himself from thinking about it, but the idea was that he could not restrain himself from getting out of Voldemort and Alan in many places, but if they looked at these aspects alone, they were real. so similar.

"Harry, I think you probably understand now ..." Dumbledore whispered looking at Harry in front of him. "Why would I have such an attitude towards Mr. Allen Harris trying to teach the students the knowledge?"

"Yes, Professor" Harry nodded silently, but didn't give up to defend Allen. "But Allen and Voldemort are different. I know they are very similar, especially when they were young, but he and Voldemort also have many places. Not the same! Obviously Voldemort's spirit is not normal ... and Allen really wants to teach magic for the magic world. "

"Yes, boy." A pair of bright blue and blue eyes sparkle behind Dumbledore's half-moon-shaped glasses. "Allen was born in a pure-blood family. Unlike Tom, he has enough conditions to learn more. The harm of Horcrux to people, as long as he does not split his soul like Tom and make multiple Horcruxes, he will not fall into the same bad situation as Tom now ... And like I told you before, Tom is obsessed. The product under the agent, and the environment when he was a child ... this will cause some emotional problems for him to feel ... and Allen is different. "

"Professor, why are you ..." Harry was a little dumbfounded again, "I mean, if you agree with Allen's plan, I think it would be better if you supervise the situation ..."

"I can't do this, Harry." Dumbledore's voice was tired again. "I'm too old. Maybe Merlin only knows how long I can live. If I could be a few decades younger and keep the enlightenment now , Maybe I will support Allen ... but not now, Harry, I can only use my own method, the method that I think is most secure and safe ... "

"Professor Dumbledore ..."

"I think you can understand my difficulty now ..." Dumbledore raised his dark hand to stop Harry: "When I was young, I was too ... tough, especially when dealing with Tom, from After seeing him in the kindergarten at the beginning, I adopted a vigilant resistance to him ... so much that I forgot my identity as a teacher ... and you saw it as a result ... in a sense, Tom now becomes In this way ... I became one of the pushers ... "

"No, Professor! Instead of me, you must face Voldemort ..."

Dumbledore sighed: "So after using this attitude towards Tom, I found that I failed ... When I noticed again, in my limited life, I encountered this amazing genius for the third time. Time…"

Dumbledore's tone of voice at this time made Harry feel more intimate than ever.

"What should I do to treat him? Harry? When I was in the lower grades, I asked Flitwick to guide him to more contact with the group sports like Quidditch, and then give Ravenclaw College extra points. It ’s absolutely unambiguous ... I tried to create an environment for Alan Harris that I had never given Tom ... I was as good as expected ...

Later, I started to cooperate with Alan, and I also gave him a more relaxed attitude ... but he finally did not resist the temptation and used his time to learn black magic. The latter magic that should not be mastered by minor wizards I think you have seen the impact on his character ...

Later, UU reads www. uukanshu. com He even produced the idea that these magics were handed over to everyone ... Even if Harris has successfully resisted them now, but even his personality has undergone some changes, how dare I let him teach this knowledge completely unscrupulously Anyone?

Harry, as I told you just now, I have no time ... I must take action to stop this situation ... "

"Professor Dumbledore ... you are too difficult ..." Harry began to understand Dumbledore's perspective, but he hesitated and decided to ask the questions that were not easy to ask before, "Professor, I also listened to some pure blood recently The family, the children of the school managers, seem to be saying ... will you support them this time to talk about Harris driving out of the UK? "

"I did talk to them all recently about Allen's speech that these family persecutions were too much ..." Dumbledore's index finger rubbed his temple and gave Harry a comforting smile. "But don't worry. Lee, as I said, I will not deal with Allen in the same way as Tom. They are different after all, and I will not make mistakes again to force Allen to the point where it would be for everyone. It ’s a terrible result. I ’ll leave him enough room and a future. The maintenance of British security and stability also requires Harris ’control of this powerful Ministry of Magic… I ’m not going to ask those outside Hogwarts. For adult wizards, if they choose to study at the Ravenclaw Temple ... I ca n’t control it and I do n’t have the energy to manage it ... "