Chapter 1085: Love

Like Voldemort, Tom Riddle in front of him is convinced that he will not fail, that he is invincible. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

For this kind of mysterious self-confidence, Ai Wen doesn't know how to evaluate it, it can only be said to be a manifestation of arrogance.

Voldemort was defeated in the end, with nothing left, and he couldn't fight Dumbledore at all.

History has proved this countless times, but he himself has never been willing to admit it.

"Professor, you don't understand any of this!" Riddle continued, "you just want to maintain the existing order......

"With great power and cruel dreams to fulfill, Muggles are forced to submit, wizards are proud to be young leaders, invincible conquerors of death!" Dumbledore whispered, "Tom, I must admit that I once had the same thoughts as you, and although the methods were different, these were obviously ridiculous. ”

His gaze calmly passed through Riddle and looked at the resurrection stone inside the cupboard, looking lonely and sad, obviously thinking about his sister and parents.

"I've paid quite a price for this, and I regret not being able to tell you that......"

"It's not ridiculous at all, I made it, and you didn't!" Riddle repeated.

"Shut up, Riddle!" said Aven with some impatience, "you didn't succeed, you never did, all you did was make the world a lot more chaotic, just like yourself, a terrible monster." Now, all you need to do is tell us what you know and wait for us to do it. ”

Tom Riddle gave him a hateful look, but probably because of the Gryffindor Sword in Aven's hand, he didn't say anything.

"Evan is right, it's really not a good time to reminisce and argue. Dumbledore took a light breath and looked Riddle in the eye again, "Tell me, Tom, how you were split in the first place?" I'm also very curious about this, you and I seem to know different Horcruxes. ”

"Is it different?" Riddle sneered, "but I'm still a Horcrux, and since you want to know, I'll tell you." As I said earlier, my appearance was an accident, an early one. Ever since I entered Hogwarts, I've been looking for my origins, and although I'm surrounded by wizards with magical powers, unlike in the orphanage, I know I'm different from them, and I believe I'm different. ”

"For five years, I went through all the books I could find, but I didn't find my father's name, I thought he would be a wizard and not my mother, because she died casually, which was ridiculous. "But what's even more ridiculous is that she's really a wizard, and I ended up finding her family's name in a historical book, House Gaunt, the only descendants of the Slytherins, a noble pure-blood wizard family." ”

So you came here, in the summer when you were fifteen, and met Morfin Gaunt. ”

"Oh, Professor, have you met my dear uncle?" Riddle said narrowing his eyes, calming down, in a slick tone, "I thought he would be locked up in Azkaban after my meeting with me!"

"Yes, but I met him before he died, and found some vital information from him. Dumbledore said, "What happened that night? Just after you took Morfin's wand and ring. ”

"Didn't you already know? I went to see the man, in the big mansion on the other side of the valley, and I wanted to see the man who had abandoned me and my mother, the man who had made me look for fifteen years, and I wanted to go and see what he looked like......" Riddle said, a cruel and cold smile on his lips, "Of course, I went with hatred, and if I had the chance, I would not hesitate to make him pay for what he had done in the past." ”

"You killed him?"

"That's what I intended, but technically, I didn't enjoy it. Riddle replied, his gaze slicing over Evan and Dumbledore's faces, and finally onto the picture in the cupboard, staring at it deadly, "Before that, I had split up, and in the man's room, I found this picture, which my mother had left for him. He didn't notice it, but I saw it from his memory, and I controlled him, and with just a little spell I knew everything in his head about him and my mother, a lot of things he had forgotten. ”

Dumbledore listened attentively, a little different from the reasoning he had told Evan before.

These slight differences may lead to a change in the nature of the whole thing.

Evan felt this way, and he felt that he could do something with this particular Horcrux.

At the very least, they could learn all the secrets about Voldemort from him until he was fifteen, but if they wanted to kill Voldemort, they would have to destroy it in the end.

He didn't know what Dumbledore was thinking, but there should be no doubt about that.

As a small detail, Tom Riddle was only fifteen years old at the time, but he was already able to use magic outside the school without worrying about being tracked by the Ministry of Magic.

It seems that the Ministry of Magic's monitoring is really useless.

"You cried out after you knew these things again, because of grief?" Dumbledore asked softly.

Riddle didn't answer, but Dumbledore still stared at him, an invisible oppression in the air.

"As I said earlier, it's not a shameful thing, everyone has times when they are weak and grief for the loss of their loved ones, and if you ask me, I can tell you that it's love. ”

"I knew you would say that, Professor!" Riddle's tone was full of mockery, "love again? I have never had such ridiculous feelings, never have been, and I am not so cowardly. ”

"I always thought you didn't understand, but now I have to take back my words, you had, at least when you were fifteen, and you weren't yet depraved. Dumbledore said, "It's just hidden, ...... deep"

"Enough, Dumbledore, if you continue on this boring subject, preaching your ideas, and wanting me to admit that I once had some ridiculous love, then destroy me, I don't care!" he raised his voice again.

"But you wept when you knew about your father and mother. Evan reminded, "Why?"

"I think it's because I know the truth, that my mother is so stupid, that a noble pure-blood wizard actually gave his life for a filthy Muggle, and that he didn't repent until he died, I've never seen such a stupid woman. "I was saddened by what she had done. ”