Hogwarts: This Dark Lord is so evil

Lee Jordan guessed that his senior must be missing her close friends from the past again.

It's just that now, so much time has passed, her close friends might already be gone.

After all, not all wizards can live as long as Dumbledore or Headmaster Dippet.

Moreover, he could very much understand his senior's feelings.

Being trapped when still young, and then wasting the precious time that should have been cherished…

When she could only use her consciousness to silently watch her former close friends grow old one by one, and then pass away one by one, that feeling, just thinking about it, felt like despair and suffocation.

“I can feel the changes in your emotions, Jordan… Are you feeling sorrow for my situation?”

“No. I just tried to put myself in your shoes a little… Theoretically, what I'm feeling should be your sorrow.”

“Your empathy is really strong… However, one sad person is enough, why add another one? Alright, my consciousness should leave now, I've disturbed you for too long.”

“Well, if you feel bored, you can come and chat with me anytime,” Lee Jordan said sincerely.

It wasn't that he was being a bootlicker, it was really because this person was a major asset!

Building a good relationship is definitely worth it!

Regardless of whether she comes out in the future or not, she can give him tremendous help!

At the very least, now if there's anything he doesn't understand about magic… In parentheses, especially questions about dark magic, he can completely ask her!

After all, it's not very realistic to have Dumbledore teach him dark magic, even if he doesn't care on the surface, he wouldn't feel comfortable teaching him.

And he can't just write a letter to Grindelwald, right?

Of course, Grindelwald would definitely be happy to teach him, but without a doubt, his letter of request would definitely appear on Dumbledore's desk within a few minutes.

That sly old man is worried about not having a way to drive a wedge between him and Dumbledore!

“Of course, I won't be polite about that. After all, even though I can talk to anyone now, the only person I can trust is you.”

“Uh, this is really making me feel flattered… But why do you trust me so much?”

“The thing on me is a huge temptation to anyone, but after experiencing its wonders, you can still resist its temptation… I know how difficult that is… Your empathy is so strong, you can definitely understand my thoughts, right?”

“Well… indeed.” After Lee Jordan seriously considered it, he agreed with his senior's idea.

If he were in his senior's position, he would also trust someone who could resist temptation.

After Lee Jordan pondered for a while, he suddenly said, “It's not just me who can do what I do. If… if something unexpected happens to me. Perhaps, you can go to Professor Dumbledore… Honestly, I haven't seen anyone who can resist temptation more than him…”

The only temptation Dumbledore cannot resist is family affection.

And after resolving his obsession with family affection, the current Dumbledore is simply terrifyingly strong!

Although Dumbledore believes that he fears power and worries that he cannot resist the temptation of power, Lee Jordan feels that this is just a way for him to escape.

Even if he once fell for it, after formally going against his former close friend, it is unlikely that he would go against the world again because of the so-called temptation of power!

If he wanted power, who could stop him? But he himself is unwilling, doesn't that just show that he has already resisted the temptation of power?

Dumbledore doesn't want to pick up this sword, he just can't get over the hurdle in his heart.

When he wanted to pick up this sword, he hurt his sister, and now, he doesn't want to hurt anyone anymore.

Even if this possibility is perhaps less than one in ten thousand…

As long as I don't touch it, no one will be hurt by my actions!

This is Dumbledore's current mentality.

“Dumbledore? I'll remember that… But why would you say that something unexpected might happen to you?” his senior asked.

“If a person is hit by the Killing Curse, they will die. And the path I'm going to take… in the future, I'll inevitably have to deal with this dangerous curse often. No matter how powerful I am, I wouldn't dare say that I won't be hit by the curse. If I'm hit by a sneak attack, I'll die immediately… So, considering this in advance isn't a bad thing.” Lee Jordan said calmly.

Accidents are like this, they come suddenly, no matter how powerful you are…

Lee Jordan knew a ready-made example, and it was very representative.

As powerful as Voldemort, he probably wouldn't have imagined that he would fall into the hands of an infant who couldn't even speak when his strength and power were at their peak.

Although Lee Jordan is very confident, who knows if he will encounter some accident like Tom in the future?

Giving a preventive shot in advance, maybe his senior can save him when she comes out in the future.

Now, just saying that one sentence casually can get a guarantee, why not do it?

“I understand… Alright, I should go…”

His senior's voice gradually disappeared, just like a wisp of dissipating breeze.

When Lee Jordan listened again, he could only hear the sound of the evening breeze blowing through the leaves.

Lee Jordan didn't know if his senior took his words to heart, but this was just an idle move, and he didn't care much about it.

After a moment, he picked up his suitcase again and hid in an alley.

In the next second, a black shadow soared into the sky, so fast that people thought it was a night owl that had just taken off…

…

Riddle Manor.

Old Tom's room was opened for the first time…

It should be said, it was opened for the first time when facing Tom.

To Tom's surprise, not only did it not appear dirty and messy, but it was very tidy.

And… what impressed Tom was that the most numerous things in the entire room were actually books!

In Tom's mind, his father had been a wreck for so many years.

Even if the room wasn't filthy and messy, it should have been littered with empty wine bottles.

But now… as far as he could see, there were books and more books…

Tom discovered that even under the bed, it seemed to be piled high with books!

It was a kind of crowded tidiness.

Old Tom sat on a chair by the bed, half of his eyes peeking out from behind the stacks of books, looking very restrained.

Because he and his son… weren't really that familiar…

"You… like reading so much?" Tom had to take the initiative to ask.

"I didn't used to… When I was young, I liked fine wine, good food, and beautiful women… Of course, what I liked most was hunting…" Old Tom said softly. "But…"

But what, Tom also knew very well, so he didn't press the question, just picked up a book from the table and flipped through it.

It was a Muggle philosophy book… Tom only glanced at it before putting it down.

For him, this kind of book was even more dizzying than a History of Magic textbook…

"After the accident, I stayed in my room and didn't go out… My father, after seeing me like this, brought me a lot of books… I know he did it to keep me from thinking wildly. But… it did make my time alone less lonely, and… it really did help me temporarily forget some painful memories…"

Tom now understood why the Old Tom he saw wasn't as arrogant and conceited as others described.

Books… can indeed change a person's character and cultivation…

Especially since Old Tom had been holed up in his room, reading books for more than ten years.

After a while, Tom pulled up a chair and sat down, taking out a book on healing magic from his pocket and began to read.

And when Old Tom saw Tom start reading, he tacitly didn't say anything more, but opened the book he hadn't finished before and continued reading…

The strange yet harmonious atmosphere lasted for several hours before being interrupted by an uninvited guest.

It was a fiery red bird, standing on the windowsill with a package in its beak.

"Fawkes?" Tom looked at the phoenix in surprise.

This phoenix often represented Dumbledore himself.

So, Dumbledore was sending him something?

At first, Tom thought it was a letter, but the package looked quite thick…

"What kind of bird is that?" Old Tom asked curiously.

In fact, he had seen many owls that delivered letters.

And Tom's owl—"Newborn"—was currently dozing in a cage in the corner of the room.

"This is a phoenix… Professor Dumbledore's… companion."

Tom carefully chose his words.

He originally wanted to say "pet" directly, but Fawkes was staring straight at him, making him afraid to speak carelessly.

Obviously, his feeling was correct, Fawkes was clearly very satisfied with his answer.

After leaving the package, it turned into a ball of fire and disappeared.

Tom picked up the package and opened it in Old Tom's room.

Inside the package was a letter and a black-covered notebook.

Tom put the notebook aside first and then opened the letter.

The loopy handwriting on the letter was very recognizable…

【Tom, I know that both you and Vede have been secretly learning and using dark magic… Don't worry, I'm writing this letter not to blame you, because I know you have never used it against innocent people.

I heard from someone that with dark magic, it's better to guide than to suppress…

Even if I don't agree with you learning it, you will find a way to learn it secretly yourselves. In fact, that's exactly what he expected.

I've thought about it carefully, and instead of you learning it secretly and facing potential dangers, it's better to give you some professional guidance…

Although I don't want to admit it, I have to say that he makes a lot of sense on this point…

So, from now on, I will no longer object to you coming into contact with dark magic… Because of someone's reforms, you really have no way to avoid it anymore.

However, you must promise me that when you come into contact with dark magic, you must strictly follow the rules! Take protective measures! Be careful not to hurt innocent people!

Otherwise, it may bring you lifelong pain!

Enclosed are some of my manuscripts on dark magic, please study them step by step, and be careful not to be radical! This is specially for you, as for Vede… perhaps he doesn't need these anymore.

Tom, I remind you again, whether it's dark magic or anything else, as long as it's power, it's a double-edged sword… When you draw your sword, you must be cautious!

Albus Dumbledore】

After reading the letter, Tom was completely dumbfounded.

He once thought he was seeing things, Dumbledore actually sent him his insights on using dark magic?

This is… Dumbledore is going to teach me dark magic? How could I dream of something like this?

But after confirming it again and again, Tom found that it was not a dream, and with Fawkes around, no one could fake it!

Dumbledore really already knew that he had used dark magic that night… Perhaps, he even knew that he had used the Killing Curse…

For a moment, Tom didn't know whether to be happy or scared…

Wait… Tom looked at the last few sentences of the letter again.

Perhaps… he wasn't the most afraid…

"As for Vede… perhaps he doesn't need these anymore," Tom read this sentence three times.

Ha! It's not me who should be afraid, it's you! Li Vede!

Your cover is blown!