Chapter 354 Voldemort is a Collector
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Qing Mo Da Xian
Probably because he had done many similar things before, Vincent always felt that Little Tom's performance was not sincere, and he was too utilitarian.
"I thought he was an orphan at first, so I didn't think there was anything wrong with it." Dumbledore sighed.
Almost all the children in this orphanage were bullied by Little Tom.
Beloved pets are killed, precious things stolen, and led to terrible things.
According to Mr. Wayne's original words, this child has a twisted mind since he was a child, and he must be a qualified villain when he grows up.
Abusers, liars, thieves...
He tried his best to please Dumbledore, but he wanted to go to Hogwarts to learn magic.
Rejecting the kindness of fellow Diagon Alley colleagues because they don't trust anyone but themselves.
"Is my father a wizard? They say his name is Tom Riddle too."
"Sorry, I don't know." Young Dumbledore's voice was gentle.
"My mother can't be magic, otherwise she can't die—" Little Tom seemed to be talking to himself, "Yes, it must be my father..."
Perhaps the name Tom is too common, he seems unwilling to be called by his name.
When he knew that Riddle was not a unique surname for wizards, he might feel even more disgusted with this name.
This may also be the reason why Voldemort and handsome draw a line.
Little Tom shook hands with Dumbledore to say goodbye, and suddenly said something like:
"I can talk to snakes.
When we went hiking in the countryside, I found out-they found me and whispered to me.
Is this normal for a wizard? "
Dumbledore hesitated for a moment, and his tone was very casual, "It's rare, but it's not unheard of."
Little Tom quickly hid the disappointment in his eyes.
"Goodbye, Tom, I'll see you at Hogwarts."
So much for the little movie.
Back in the real world, Dumbledore looked at Vincent with a complex expression, "What was your first impression of Tom?"
"Suspicious, selfish, hypocritical, cruel, domineering."
"It's about the same as mine."
Little Tom is just like Big Tom a few hours ago, only better disguised.
Voldemort is completely liberated by nature, and he doesn't care about other people's opinions at all.
Vincent can probably guess what he has experienced in the middle.
A child who has some degree of control over magic before school is sure to think he is special.
Looking forward to finding the trace of the "wizard father", what he got was the cruel truth of Muggles.
Pursue the "Muggle mother"'s life experience, but get the more cruel truth of the Gaunt family.
Originally, my psychology was a little distorted, and then I suffered a double blow.
"Professor, the reason why the Gaunt family disappeared..." Vincent didn't complete his guess.
Dumbledore knew what this uncertain guess was.
"I occasionally go to find some people recently, some insiders who know the inside story."
"You found it?"
"Not yet, after all, this was half a century ago."
More than 50 years have passed, and trying to find the insider is no less than looking for a needle in a haystack.
Even with the help of magic.
Vincent could understand his difficulty.
Not only to find the secret of the immortality of Voldemort's soul, but also to find out the insider who disappeared from the Gaunt family.
"By the way, professor, why didn't you leave your diary just now?"
Dumbledore smiled at him, "I already roughly know what magic is, but I still need some evidence."
Entrusting a 16-year-old soul in a diary is undoubtedly a rather evil black magic.
According to Voldemort's desperate character, there may be more than one soul entrusted.
Then, with his idea of the Gryffindor sword, there is a high probability that he will steal precious items as spoils of war like he did in the orphanage period.
16-year-old Tom opened the secret room and accidentally killed Myrtle who was crying in the compartment.
Maybe the sword is the next thing that holds a soul, something as extraordinary as a diary.
Dumbledore nodded slightly to Vincent who suddenly realized, "You also saw that Tom has a magpie-like collection hobby. Maybe the secret of his immortality lies in those unknown collections."
"Wait a minute, professor!" Vincent said with a bitter face, "I'm just a little wizard who has been in school for more than a year, and I don't have the ability to find Tom's collection!"
"Didn't you already find one?"
"It's just luck!"
"Aren't you Mr. Lucky?"
"No!" Vincent flatly refused, "I still have to go to school, professor."
This righteous reason made Dumbledore a little depressed.
As far as he knew, the owner of the shop at No. 103 Diagon Alley South Street was an old acquaintance whom he hadn't seen for many years.
It’s not enough to go abroad to inquire about news?
Less benefits?
"By the way, Vincent, do you have any suggestions for the substitute professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts?"
"It must not be Professor Snape." Vincent almost said through gritted teeth.
"Really?" Dumbledore looked at him with a smile.
"Okay, I'll try to find Tom's collection."
Victor is the leader of the American vampires, so he should have many channels for inquiring about information.
Your principal is indeed your principal, and he was able to discover this little secret.
For the sake of many things he has to investigate, and for the sake of teacher Grindelwald, Vincent will reluctantly agree this time.
"Oh—please ask Harry to come over, please."
"it is good."
After Vincent left the headmaster's office, Dumbledore began to frown again.
Snape's character may be a little problematic, but the teaching level has always been top-notch.
If you need to find a substitute professor, you will also need to find a regular professor for the next school year.
Difficult!
……
……
Owl Court Activity Room.
As soon as Vincent entered, countless bright fireworks were lit inside.
A large banner occupies almost the entire ceiling.
He looked up, the corners of his mouth twitching unnaturally.
I haven't slept for two days and one night, I'm very tired and sleepy, okay?
Having a party?
After finding someone, he will go to rest.
"Sir President!" Fred saluted him with a straight face, "The materials have been arranged properly, and we can guarantee that the party will continue until the evening!"
No, it can't be like this...
George pushed him to a high platform in the middle, "Master President, please speak!"
I'm at a dead end...
Looking at the enthusiastic members below, Vincent couldn't help regretting that he agreed to Percy to start this club.
What I regret even more is getting to know Fred and George.
What I regret the most is that I didn't get out of the principal's office quickly.
He cleared his throat a little. "So—the party begins!"
No matter how sorry you are, you have to go.
This year's threat should have been lifted, and the rest of the time can finally enjoy campus life.
……
……
"I thought he was an orphan at first, so I didn't think there was anything wrong with it." Dumbledore sighed.
Almost all the children in this orphanage were bullied by Little Tom.
Beloved pets are killed, precious things stolen, and led to terrible things.
According to Mr. Wayne's original words, this child has a twisted mind since he was a child, and he must be a qualified villain when he grows up.
Abusers, liars, thieves...
He tried his best to please Dumbledore, but he wanted to go to Hogwarts to learn magic.
Rejecting the kindness of fellow Diagon Alley colleagues because they don't trust anyone but themselves.
"Is my father a wizard? They say his name is Tom Riddle too."
"Sorry, I don't know." Young Dumbledore's voice was gentle.
"My mother can't be magic, otherwise she can't die—" Little Tom seemed to be talking to himself, "Yes, it must be my father..."
Perhaps the name Tom is too common, he seems unwilling to be called by his name.
When he knew that Riddle was not a unique surname for wizards, he might feel even more disgusted with this name.
This may also be the reason why Voldemort and handsome draw a line.
Little Tom shook hands with Dumbledore to say goodbye, and suddenly said something like:
"I can talk to snakes.
When we went hiking in the countryside, I found out-they found me and whispered to me.
Is this normal for a wizard? "
Dumbledore hesitated for a moment, and his tone was very casual, "It's rare, but it's not unheard of."
Little Tom quickly hid the disappointment in his eyes.
"Goodbye, Tom, I'll see you at Hogwarts."
So much for the little movie.
Back in the real world, Dumbledore looked at Vincent with a complex expression, "What was your first impression of Tom?"
"Suspicious, selfish, hypocritical, cruel, domineering."
"It's about the same as mine."
Little Tom is just like Big Tom a few hours ago, only better disguised.
Voldemort is completely liberated by nature, and he doesn't care about other people's opinions at all.
Vincent can probably guess what he has experienced in the middle.
A child who has some degree of control over magic before school is sure to think he is special.
Looking forward to finding the trace of the "wizard father", what he got was the cruel truth of Muggles.
Pursue the "Muggle mother"'s life experience, but get the more cruel truth of the Gaunt family.
Originally, my psychology was a little distorted, and then I suffered a double blow.
"Professor, the reason why the Gaunt family disappeared..." Vincent didn't complete his guess.
Dumbledore knew what this uncertain guess was.
"I occasionally go to find some people recently, some insiders who know the inside story."
"You found it?"
"Not yet, after all, this was half a century ago."
More than 50 years have passed, and trying to find the insider is no less than looking for a needle in a haystack.
Even with the help of magic.
Vincent could understand his difficulty.
Not only to find the secret of the immortality of Voldemort's soul, but also to find out the insider who disappeared from the Gaunt family.
"By the way, professor, why didn't you leave your diary just now?"
Dumbledore smiled at him, "I already roughly know what magic is, but I still need some evidence."
Entrusting a 16-year-old soul in a diary is undoubtedly a rather evil black magic.
According to Voldemort's desperate character, there may be more than one soul entrusted.
Then, with his idea of the Gryffindor sword, there is a high probability that he will steal precious items as spoils of war like he did in the orphanage period.
16-year-old Tom opened the secret room and accidentally killed Myrtle who was crying in the compartment.
Maybe the sword is the next thing that holds a soul, something as extraordinary as a diary.
Dumbledore nodded slightly to Vincent who suddenly realized, "You also saw that Tom has a magpie-like collection hobby. Maybe the secret of his immortality lies in those unknown collections."
"Wait a minute, professor!" Vincent said with a bitter face, "I'm just a little wizard who has been in school for more than a year, and I don't have the ability to find Tom's collection!"
"Didn't you already find one?"
"It's just luck!"
"Aren't you Mr. Lucky?"
"No!" Vincent flatly refused, "I still have to go to school, professor."
This righteous reason made Dumbledore a little depressed.
As far as he knew, the owner of the shop at No. 103 Diagon Alley South Street was an old acquaintance whom he hadn't seen for many years.
It’s not enough to go abroad to inquire about news?
Less benefits?
"By the way, Vincent, do you have any suggestions for the substitute professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts?"
"It must not be Professor Snape." Vincent almost said through gritted teeth.
"Really?" Dumbledore looked at him with a smile.
"Okay, I'll try to find Tom's collection."
Victor is the leader of the American vampires, so he should have many channels for inquiring about information.
Your principal is indeed your principal, and he was able to discover this little secret.
For the sake of many things he has to investigate, and for the sake of teacher Grindelwald, Vincent will reluctantly agree this time.
"Oh—please ask Harry to come over, please."
"it is good."
After Vincent left the headmaster's office, Dumbledore began to frown again.
Snape's character may be a little problematic, but the teaching level has always been top-notch.
If you need to find a substitute professor, you will also need to find a regular professor for the next school year.
Difficult!
……
……
Owl Court Activity Room.
As soon as Vincent entered, countless bright fireworks were lit inside.
A large banner occupies almost the entire ceiling.
He looked up, the corners of his mouth twitching unnaturally.
I haven't slept for two days and one night, I'm very tired and sleepy, okay?
Having a party?
After finding someone, he will go to rest.
"Sir President!" Fred saluted him with a straight face, "The materials have been arranged properly, and we can guarantee that the party will continue until the evening!"
No, it can't be like this...
George pushed him to a high platform in the middle, "Master President, please speak!"
I'm at a dead end...
Looking at the enthusiastic members below, Vincent couldn't help regretting that he agreed to Percy to start this club.
What I regret even more is getting to know Fred and George.
What I regret the most is that I didn't get out of the principal's office quickly.
He cleared his throat a little. "So—the party begins!"
No matter how sorry you are, you have to go.
This year's threat should have been lifted, and the rest of the time can finally enjoy campus life.
……
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