Chapter 484 Dumbledore's Memory
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Nian Gao Pei Ma Tuan
The next night, when Glenn and Autumn came to the principal's office again, Dumbledore's expression showed a hint of resistance.
He didn't hide this expression too much, not only Glenn, but even Qiu could see it.
"You didn't pour the medicine away secretly, did you, Professor?" She put her hands behind her back and asked with a slight bow.
Under Qiu's gaze, Dumbledore's eyes dodge slightly: "Okay... Although I didn't do it in the end, I have to admit that this idea once prevailed in my mind."
"Why?" Glenn asked confused.
"Because..." Dumbledore pursed his lips, like an aggrieved child over 100 years old, "This decoction... is bitter and astringent... it is really unpleasant to drink!"
"puff..."
Glenn couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud on the spot.
Dumbledore, the majestic Headmaster of Hogwarts, the greatest wizard of our time, the only person the Dark Lord fears, is actually afraid of suffering!
He is not even afraid of death, but actually afraid of suffering!
"I'm not kidding..." Dumbledore pinched his eyebrows and said, "If you don't believe it, Glenn, I suggest you try it yourself."
"No need!" Glenn immediately shook his head like a rattle, "Why should I take medicine? I didn't put the Horcrux ring on my hand, so I only have one or two years left to live..."
Dumbledore:......
Could it be that Qiu couldn't help laughing when he saw the principal frustrated.
"Okay, professor, this is all for your health." She said with a smile and started to look around, "If I remember correctly, you should have a lot of candies hidden in your office."
Dumbledore waved his hand gently, and a cabinet opened automatically, revealing various candy boxes neatly arranged inside.
Qiu suppressed a smile and pulled out a box of Bee Bee Candies and placed it in front of his eyes.
"You can try it. After drinking the medicine, the candies will become sweeter." She also took out the medicine. "When we go to Hogsmeade next time, Glenn and I will definitely buy you a lot. .”
Albus Dumbledore, a sweet tooth lover, nodded helplessly, sighed, picked up the medicine cup, heated it slightly and drank it in one gulp.
Immediately afterwards, his expression changed instantly, the muscles in his cheeks trembled slightly, and his facial features were almost tangled together.
He resisted the urge to spit it out, grabbed a handful of candies and stuffed them into his mouth. After a long time, he gradually recovered.
"If I had known in advance that I would end up like this, I would never have worn that ring..." He shook his head and said with a wry smile.
At this time, the door to the principal's office was knocked again.
"Come in!" Dumbledore waved his hand, put away the medicine cups and candies, and opened the door from a distance.
Harry stood outside the door and was slightly surprised to see Glenn and Qiu also there.
He walked into the room, sniffed subconsciously, and said to himself: "What the smell...it's so strange..."
Glenn and Qiu looked at each other and smiled knowingly.
"Ahem..." Dumbledore cleared his throat and said, "Okay, now that everyone is here, we should start talking about today's business."
The three of them nodded and looked at him.
"Regarding the situation of the Horcruxes, you may not have exactly the same information, but I have explained it almost. Even if there are some things that I forgot to mention occasionally, it is harmless." He put away the bitter look on his face when he drank the medicine and looked seriously. Said, "When I was reviewing my past memories recently, I discovered some new clues."
Glenn secretly observed Harry and found that he did not show any expression of doubt, including when Dumbledore showed his blackened right hand.
Apparently, Dumbledore had told him everything he needed to know.
"As before, before we talk formally, I want to share a memory with you."
Dumbledore tapped the pensieve gently, and the gas-like and liquid-like substance began to rotate, slowly accelerating.
The three of them buried their heads in the basin one by one. Harry seemed to be familiar with the situation. It was obviously not the first time.
After a brief period of darkness, the clouds and mist took on color, slowly building up the surrounding scene.
It was a relatively prosperous British street, but judging from the environment, it should have looked like the early part of this century.
"Whose memory is this time, Professor?" Harry asked when he saw Dumbledore appearing next to him.
"It's mine." Dumbledore said, pointing to a tall figure crossing the road not far ahead, "Look, that's me when I was young!"
At that time, Dumbledore was not much different from the image in the "Fantastic Beasts" movie, except that his hair and beard were longer, but he had not yet turned gray.
He was obviously not familiar with Muggle dressing habits. His purple velvet suit looked extremely elegant at first glance, but it was obviously out of place and attracted a lot of strange looks from passers-by.
Seeing this, Glenn had already guessed which memory this was.
"I think we will soon meet the childhood Voldemort..." He whispered to Qiu, following behind Dumbledore and Harry.
True to his word, the four crossed the street into a bare courtyard and met Mrs. Cole in the orphanage.
"As I told you in my letter, I came here to discuss Tom Riddle's affairs with you and arrange a future for him." The younger version of Dumbledore said.
Harry was obviously stunned when he heard the name.
With the help of the Confusion Charm, Dumbledore quickly gained Mrs. Cole's trust, and the two even drank happily in the office.
"It seems that you are quite good at gaining the trust of others, Professor." Glenn came closer to the principal and joked in a low voice.
The old fox chuckled and nodded.
"... went out for summer outings, one year at the seaside... Benson and Bishop haven't been quite right since we got back... all they said was that it was with Tom... Riddle went into a cave together..."
Under the tricks of young Dumbledore, Mrs. Cole told everything she knew, and she made it clear about Riddle's situation in just a few sentences.
The two chatted for a while, and then went upstairs to Riddle's room.
"Tom? Someone's here to see you. This is Mr. Dumbleton... sorry, Mr. Dumbledore. He's here to tell you... Well, let him tell you himself."
Dumbledore's expression didn't change, but Glenn and the other three hid behind and covered their mouths and snickered.
Much as Glenn imagined, Riddle in his childhood could be described as handsome, with black hair, black eyes, pale complexion, and almost no trace of the childishness that should be expected at this age on his face.
"Hello, Tom," the younger version of Dumbledore said, stepping forward and extending his hand.Riddle hesitated slightly, but still stretched out his hand to shake his hand.
He didn't hide this expression too much, not only Glenn, but even Qiu could see it.
"You didn't pour the medicine away secretly, did you, Professor?" She put her hands behind her back and asked with a slight bow.
Under Qiu's gaze, Dumbledore's eyes dodge slightly: "Okay... Although I didn't do it in the end, I have to admit that this idea once prevailed in my mind."
"Why?" Glenn asked confused.
"Because..." Dumbledore pursed his lips, like an aggrieved child over 100 years old, "This decoction... is bitter and astringent... it is really unpleasant to drink!"
"puff..."
Glenn couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud on the spot.
Dumbledore, the majestic Headmaster of Hogwarts, the greatest wizard of our time, the only person the Dark Lord fears, is actually afraid of suffering!
He is not even afraid of death, but actually afraid of suffering!
"I'm not kidding..." Dumbledore pinched his eyebrows and said, "If you don't believe it, Glenn, I suggest you try it yourself."
"No need!" Glenn immediately shook his head like a rattle, "Why should I take medicine? I didn't put the Horcrux ring on my hand, so I only have one or two years left to live..."
Dumbledore:......
Could it be that Qiu couldn't help laughing when he saw the principal frustrated.
"Okay, professor, this is all for your health." She said with a smile and started to look around, "If I remember correctly, you should have a lot of candies hidden in your office."
Dumbledore waved his hand gently, and a cabinet opened automatically, revealing various candy boxes neatly arranged inside.
Qiu suppressed a smile and pulled out a box of Bee Bee Candies and placed it in front of his eyes.
"You can try it. After drinking the medicine, the candies will become sweeter." She also took out the medicine. "When we go to Hogsmeade next time, Glenn and I will definitely buy you a lot. .”
Albus Dumbledore, a sweet tooth lover, nodded helplessly, sighed, picked up the medicine cup, heated it slightly and drank it in one gulp.
Immediately afterwards, his expression changed instantly, the muscles in his cheeks trembled slightly, and his facial features were almost tangled together.
He resisted the urge to spit it out, grabbed a handful of candies and stuffed them into his mouth. After a long time, he gradually recovered.
"If I had known in advance that I would end up like this, I would never have worn that ring..." He shook his head and said with a wry smile.
At this time, the door to the principal's office was knocked again.
"Come in!" Dumbledore waved his hand, put away the medicine cups and candies, and opened the door from a distance.
Harry stood outside the door and was slightly surprised to see Glenn and Qiu also there.
He walked into the room, sniffed subconsciously, and said to himself: "What the smell...it's so strange..."
Glenn and Qiu looked at each other and smiled knowingly.
"Ahem..." Dumbledore cleared his throat and said, "Okay, now that everyone is here, we should start talking about today's business."
The three of them nodded and looked at him.
"Regarding the situation of the Horcruxes, you may not have exactly the same information, but I have explained it almost. Even if there are some things that I forgot to mention occasionally, it is harmless." He put away the bitter look on his face when he drank the medicine and looked seriously. Said, "When I was reviewing my past memories recently, I discovered some new clues."
Glenn secretly observed Harry and found that he did not show any expression of doubt, including when Dumbledore showed his blackened right hand.
Apparently, Dumbledore had told him everything he needed to know.
"As before, before we talk formally, I want to share a memory with you."
Dumbledore tapped the pensieve gently, and the gas-like and liquid-like substance began to rotate, slowly accelerating.
The three of them buried their heads in the basin one by one. Harry seemed to be familiar with the situation. It was obviously not the first time.
After a brief period of darkness, the clouds and mist took on color, slowly building up the surrounding scene.
It was a relatively prosperous British street, but judging from the environment, it should have looked like the early part of this century.
"Whose memory is this time, Professor?" Harry asked when he saw Dumbledore appearing next to him.
"It's mine." Dumbledore said, pointing to a tall figure crossing the road not far ahead, "Look, that's me when I was young!"
At that time, Dumbledore was not much different from the image in the "Fantastic Beasts" movie, except that his hair and beard were longer, but he had not yet turned gray.
He was obviously not familiar with Muggle dressing habits. His purple velvet suit looked extremely elegant at first glance, but it was obviously out of place and attracted a lot of strange looks from passers-by.
Seeing this, Glenn had already guessed which memory this was.
"I think we will soon meet the childhood Voldemort..." He whispered to Qiu, following behind Dumbledore and Harry.
True to his word, the four crossed the street into a bare courtyard and met Mrs. Cole in the orphanage.
"As I told you in my letter, I came here to discuss Tom Riddle's affairs with you and arrange a future for him." The younger version of Dumbledore said.
Harry was obviously stunned when he heard the name.
With the help of the Confusion Charm, Dumbledore quickly gained Mrs. Cole's trust, and the two even drank happily in the office.
"It seems that you are quite good at gaining the trust of others, Professor." Glenn came closer to the principal and joked in a low voice.
The old fox chuckled and nodded.
"... went out for summer outings, one year at the seaside... Benson and Bishop haven't been quite right since we got back... all they said was that it was with Tom... Riddle went into a cave together..."
Under the tricks of young Dumbledore, Mrs. Cole told everything she knew, and she made it clear about Riddle's situation in just a few sentences.
The two chatted for a while, and then went upstairs to Riddle's room.
"Tom? Someone's here to see you. This is Mr. Dumbleton... sorry, Mr. Dumbledore. He's here to tell you... Well, let him tell you himself."
Dumbledore's expression didn't change, but Glenn and the other three hid behind and covered their mouths and snickered.
Much as Glenn imagined, Riddle in his childhood could be described as handsome, with black hair, black eyes, pale complexion, and almost no trace of the childishness that should be expected at this age on his face.
"Hello, Tom," the younger version of Dumbledore said, stepping forward and extending his hand.Riddle hesitated slightly, but still stretched out his hand to shake his hand.
