Everyday Players at Hogwarts

Love is a powerful magic, and Riddle knows it very well. After all, Albus Dumbledore, the biggest threat in his eyes, preaches it all day long.

But this power is very limited and passive.

It is the power that sheep use to defeat lions, so why should a lion learn from sheep?

Lions who learn from sheep will only have their claws blunted and be threatened by jackals.

Dumbledore is the lion whose claws are blunted. When he was still a student, Dumbledore, who was already a top wizard at the time, was coerced by the Ministry of Magic composed of weak people.

If Horace Slughorn taught Riddle the importance of spreading his own ideas, then Dumbledore is a perfect negative example.

"Tom, you do know a lot about Gormlaith Gaunt's defeat, but you don't know the real inside story of this story."

"The room where this story happened, the room of Isolt's twin daughters, is still preserved as it was. It is the best place for the British Ministry of Magic and the American Ministry of Magic to study the power of love."

"Chadwick and Isolt's twin daughters, who would not have died, sacrificed themselves for their mother, which triggered the power of love, and this is the real reason for Gormlaith's defeat."

"After all, although Pukki is powerful, it is not powerful enough to kill Gormlaith." Dumbledore explained.

"The same is true for the part of my soul that occupies the body. The place where his body collapsed was also taken for research by the so-called Ministry of Magic. Because of Lily Potter's love?" Riddle frowned.

"No, the power of love you face is far greater than that of Gormlaith, and Lily's love is not like the story I told before, which remains in the room. On the contrary, she is deeply engraved in the body of her child Harry. This June, your defeat was also due to this."

"The power that resides in Harry is a miracle that cannot be replicated. He can even instinctively use love as his sword to the outside world, instead of waiting to fight back when he is hurt by others." Dumbledore said with a look of reminiscence.

He began to recall Harry's miraculous red spark spell in the room of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and the phoenix that was born in the innermost room of the forbidden area.

"This has exceeded the existing magic field." Riddle was more interested than before, and then couldn't stop muttering Harry's name.

"Okay, where is my room? I'm going to prepare my lesson plan!"

"I can't help but want to meet that miracle boy." Riddle said vigorously after he came to his senses.

"The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office on the fourth floor. You can go there later. I think I haven't talked to you openly yet, and my predecessors are waiting for my explanation." Dumbledore waved his wand.

A dirty wine bottle and two glasses appeared in the air. The bottle automatically turned sideways to fill each glass with honey-yellow liquid, and then the glasses floated to the two people in the room.

"Madam Rosmerta's best oak-ripened mead, you can drink while listening." Dumbledore said, raising his glass to Riddle. Riddle grabbed his own glass of wine and took a sip.

It seems that Riddle likes this thing very much, and his frown was also smoothed by the delicious wine. "Rosmerta? I haven't heard of this name."

"But I'm still a 17-year-old child, how can I drink?" Riddle sneered and took a few more sips. He cherished this feeling of having a body to taste delicious food.

"I almost forgot that your birthday is December 31st. You can say you are seventeen."

"Tom, I thought you hated Muggles. In the wizarding world, young wizards become adults at the age of seventeen, not eighteen as in the Muggle world." Dumbledore replied. Riddle pursed his lips and took another sip.

After he finished drinking, the bottles in the gang flew over automatically and filled Riddle's glass.

"Mrs. Rosmerta is the mistress of the Three Broomsticks. She only started to show her face in 1970."

"You were already in your forties at that time. You had left Hogwarts long ago and were hanging around abroad. You had not officially returned to the UK."

"Okay, it's time to get to the point."

"There are three main reasons why I made you the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts." Dumbledore emphasized at last. Riddle stopped smiling frivolously and became serious. The headmasters in the surrounding frames also pricked up their ears.

"First, the curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. This curse is caused by the authority you obtained in Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets. It is a whole with Hogwarts. Unless we change the school location and no longer use the name of Hogwarts, this curse will disappear."

"And of course we won't do that. In fact, as long as the teacher of this course is careful, and we adopt the method of changing a teacher every year, the worst result is just staying in St. Mungo's Hospital for a few months. We usually book a few months of treatment for the teacher of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in St. Mungo's in advance. The previous Quirrell was just because he was too careless. He himself has been staying with the most dangerous dark wizards. When people are unlucky, they will naturally suffer accidents."

"Some people will wonder why we don't just change the name of this class and change it to something like Defense Against the Dark Arts. But this is useless. This curse is alive in a sense. It doesn't have wisdom in the conventional sense, but it can distinguish these."

"Seriously speaking, there is only one way to break this curse, and that is to let Tom Riddle become the teacher of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

"After all, this curse was cast because you failed in the competition. You cursed anyone other than you to become the professor of this course. This is why Quirrell, who has Tom himself in the back of his head, is affected by the curse. In the eyes of the curse, Quirrell is a separate individual and is also unworthy of being the professor of this course."

"And next school year, when you become the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, this curse will no longer occur." Dumbledore explained.

"Is it for this? Slytherin's authority is used for pranks?" Phineas Nigellus Black, the headmaster of Slytherin College, frowned.

"Principal Black, that authority will only work when I am a member of Hogwarts, and it is useless when I am rejected many times and return to Hogwarts."

"Its power is also limited. I can't curse other professors or even Dumbledore for no reason. I can only use it on myself."

"And I cursed the Defense Against the Dark Arts class because I failed to find a job." Riddle waved his hand and drank a few more sips of mead. "But, just because of this, I can be independent?"

"Dumbledore, you are a person with moral cleanliness. You will never use any unjust methods to prolong your life."

"And I am immortal."