Hogwarts.

Principal room.

"Did you gain anything from going out this time?"

As soon as he entered the door, John asked.

"Oh! John, don't be so impatient." Dumbledore said while pouring tea, "Sit down, drink a cup of tea, and eat some sizzling honey candy. Sugar can make people feel happy.

We still have plenty of time, it's time for you to take a break and enjoy life.

What you just did was pretty good.

Take care of Michelle and other students. Take everyone to do some activities to let the students regain their morale.

This is what outstanding children of your age should do."

John ignored Dumbledore at all.

Amidst Dumbledore's nagging, he sat directly on the sofa and drank the tea that Dumbledore poured for him.

This gesture is already very obvious.

"Your temper is just like that of Severus." Dumbledore smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Okay, let's talk about something serious. The main target of my investigation this time is Hufflepuff's golden cup.

.I used some connections for this purpose, which made things smoother."

As he spoke, Dumbledore took a sip of tea and said, "Oh, by the way, where is the story about Voldemort I told you last time?"

John said calmly:

"You mentioned that Voldemort destroyed the Riddle family and the Gaunt family."

"Yes, that's right." Dumbledore said, "This incident allowed Voldemort to clarify his goals and strengthen his will, which was very important to Voldemort. But more things happened later.

For example, when Voldemort first graduated, he applied to stay at Hogwarts as a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor after graduation."

Hearing this, John raised his eyebrows.

This is different from his memory.

"It's normal for you to be surprised." Dumbledore said with a smile. "Most people only know that Voldemort applied for the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor and was rejected by me. But that was actually after Voldemort returned from his travels.

things.

In fact, he applied right after he graduated.

The principal at the time, Armando Dippet, rejected him because he was not old enough."

After saying this, Dumbledore smiled and winked at a portrait of the principal hanging on the wall.

The old man in the portrait rolled his eyes and said:

"Albus, I remember that it was you who kept trying to dissuade me from agreeing to him."

Dumbledore smiled:

"It turns out I was right, didn't it?"

Dippet in the portrait couldn't even speak a word.

Dumbledore seemed particularly happy after successfully teasing his former boss.

He happily took another sip of tea, and then said to John:

"I personally think there are three reasons why Voldemort wanted to stay at the school and teach.

The first reason is that he believes that Hogwarts is a very ancient magical stronghold. Voldemort obtained many things here, including the Chamber of Secrets. But just seven years was not enough for him to explore the entire school. So he looked forward to it

He hopes to become a professor so that he can have more time to explore.

The second reason is the same as what most people think. He wants to use the professor's influence to recruit troops in Hogwarts and build himself a powerful wizard army.

As for the third and most important reason, few people know it.

I think Voldemort had more affection for this school than he had for any individual. Hogwarts was his happiest place, the first and only place where he felt like home."

Hearing this, John took a deep breath.

From the third reason Dumbledore said, he drew a very important conclusion.

But he did not say it immediately, but planned to continue listening to Dumbledore tell all the things before bringing it up.

This is more efficient.

"You are really similar to Severus. If Severus were here, he would not interrupt me either." Dumbledore sighed for the second time with a smile, "Of course, you are not exactly the same.

You are more talented and determined than Severus. The latter is especially important, which prevents you from taking any detours! At this point, Severus is far inferior to you."

"Professor Snape probably won't be happy if you say that."

"No, no, no, I dare say that if he hears these words from me, no matter what the expression on his face, he will definitely be happy in his heart."

Dumbledore shook his head and said, "John, you underestimate your importance in his heart. To some extent, you are more important than his own life, and even...Severus thinks you are more important than Mr. Potter."

more important.

He'll be happy to see you're better than him."

John nodded and remained silent without saying anything more.

Dumbledore smiled knowingly and continued:

"Let's get back to the subject. Voldemort's grades are very good. He completed all his subjects with straight A's! Almost everyone thinks that he will make amazing achievements. He is a student supervisor, a student leader, and has won special awards from the school.

At that time, many people suggested that he join the Ministry of Magic, and they were willing to introduce him to several very good positions.

But he refused them all.

We later learned that he had gone to work at Borgin-Bock."

"The Borgin-Bock of Knockturn Alley?"

John rubbed his temples and said slowly.

He didn't expect that Voldemort actually worked in the store where he often bought and sold supplies.

Dumbledore was not surprised that John knew about Knockturn Alley and Borgin Burke.

He nodded and said:

"As we all know, Borgin-Bock is willing to buy and sell all kinds of legal and illegal things, as long as it is valuable enough. I personally think that Voldemort feels that staying there can better find treasures that are qualified as his Horcruxes. In fact,

And he did find it."

After saying this, Dumbledore stood up and tapped a vial with his wand, and the cork flew out.

He poured the traces of memories in the bottle into a stone basin and waved his wand again.

"boom--"

The picture began to appear in front of John, and slowly became clearer.

John could clearly see that his perspective had become much shorter.

He seemed to be in a living room.

In front of her was a very fat old lady, wearing an exquisite ginger wig, and a gorgeous pink robe spread around her, making her look like a piece of melted ice cream cake.

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She was facing a small mirror inlaid with jewels, using a large powder puff to apply rouge on her already bright red cheeks.

The person who is the carrier of John's perspective is buckling a pair of tight satin shoes on her fat feet.

During the rotation of the perspective, John saw his face clearly.

It was a thin, old house elf.

It looked older and frailer than Kreacher.

"Hurry up, Hao Qi!" the old fat woman said arrogantly, "He said he would come at four o'clock, but there are only two minutes left. He has never been late before."

As she spoke, the old fat woman put away her powder puff, turned her head and said, "How do I look?"

"Very beautiful, ma'am."

the house elf shrieked.

John could feel his whole body shaking as he spoke.

This is not surprising.

The fat old woman in front of me is not beautiful in any way.

And lying to one's master is absolutely torture for a house elf.

Just then, the doorbell suddenly rang.

The fat old woman almost jumped up from her seat.

"Quick! He's coming!"

Amid the screams of the old fat woman, Hao Qi quickly ran towards the door.
To be continued...