Hogwarts: This Dark Lord is so evil

"You… What did you ask me just now?"

The senior's voice suddenly changed, and Li Weide could even hear a hint of trembling.

Although Li Weide was a little strange, he repeated the question again.

"What I asked just now was: 'Senior, can you tell me your name?'"

"Name… My name… That's right, I should have a name! But… What is my name? Forgotten? No! It's not forgotten! I… I don't seem to have ever had a name! But… How is this possible?! But why haven't I ever thought about it before, that I should have a name? How is this possible? How could this be? Who… Who stole my name?"

The senior's voice became more and more agitated, and the volume became louder and louder, and even the black mist around her was shaking violently.

Li Weide frowned, standing in front of the senior. He felt that his dream seemed to be collapsing.

And the reason for the collapse was the senior in front of him, who seemed to be freaking out because she had forgotten her name!

Her nightmare magic was many times more powerful than Li Weide's, a beginner, so even a little emotional fluctuation could have a great impact on Li Weide's dream.

Li Weide couldn't understand why such a big reaction would occur just by asking a name?

"Is it because of ancient magic that you forgot your name?" Li Weide couldn't help but ask.

"No… No, it's not! It's not a memory problem!" The senior raised her head, her eyes hidden in the black mist were blood red.

"Before you asked me this question, I couldn't remember at all that I should have a name… Even when you asked me before how to call me in the dream, my first subconscious reaction was to make up a title to tell you, instead of telling you my name… It's like, in my subconscious, my name never existed…"

"But, who did this? And what is the meaning of doing this…"

"Whoosh!"

The senior, covered in black air, suddenly teleported in front of Li Weide, grabbed Li Weide's arms tightly with both hands, and asked urgently: "When that professor was telling you about my deeds, did he ever say what my name was?"

Li Weide recalled the conversation with Dumbledore before, and suddenly realized that Dumbledore had always said "that senior" when telling her story, as for her name…

Dumbledore never mentioned it at all, and he hadn't even asked about it while listening.

"No, he didn't mention your name," Li Weide replied.

"Didn't… Didn't you ask?"

"I… I didn't ask either…"

"He didn't say it, and you didn't think of asking… Do you think this is reasonable?" The senior released her hands that were grabbing Li Weide's arms and staggered back several steps.

At this time, Li Weide also realized the problem.

According to common sense, when telling the story of a person with special contributions, shouldn't the first thing to introduce be her name?

Even if Dumbledore forgot to mention it, he didn't even have the slightest curiosity about the senior's name…

That is to say, Li Weide chatted with Dumbledore for so long, and neither Dumbledore nor Li Weide felt that there was anything inappropriate about not mentioning the senior's name…

He didn't feel it before, but now that it was mentioned, Li Weide realized how unreasonable this matter was!

"Weide… Can you do me a favor?" The senior asked, her voice trembling.

"If I can do it, of course," Li Weide felt that the senior's voice contained an unspeakable fear.

"Help me ask that professor, ask him if he remembers what my name is…"

…

When Li Weide opened his eyes, it was already past ten in the morning.

The dream last night was still vivid in his mind.

Originally, he wanted to go to the senior to discuss ancient magic.

But he didn't expect that asking a question about her name would lead to another mystery…

If the senior forgot her name herself, it would not be surprising, after all, she had been trapped for so many years.

But… According to the senior herself, she felt that her name no longer existed!

This statement is intriguing.

Non-existence and forgetting are completely different things!

For example, if you forget a person, but your memory cannot control everything about that person, that is to say, the person you forgot still exists objectively.

But, if it is non-existence… That is to say, the person you can't remember at all, not only is there no such person in your memory, but even the objective existence has completely disappeared!

Now, the fastest way to find the truth is to ask Dumbledore.

Logically speaking, Dumbledore should have known the senior's name since he graduated listening to the senior's legendary experiences.

At the very least, there should be some records about the senior in Hogwarts, and her name must be on them!

If… Dumbledore can't remember her name, and there are no records in the school…

Li Weide suddenly felt a little scared.

"Young Master Weide, you're awake. Please wash up first. Toby will bring you breakfast now."

Toby, who was always paying attention to Li Weide's condition, appeared in the room, holding toiletries in his hand.

"Toby, where is Professor Dumbledore?"

"Professor Dumbledore left last night, it seems he was going on a long trip."

Toby put the toiletries on Li Weide's bedside table.

Li Weide pondered for a moment. He knew that Dumbledore had taken Nagini to settle her down.

With Dumbledore's character, even if Nagini had completely turned into an irrational beast, he would not have killed her.

That is to say, he may not be able to come back in a short time.

Li Weide took a piece of parchment from the bedside and then picked up a quill to write a letter.

"Toby, please send this letter to Professor Dumbledore."

Toby took the letter, "Toby will go to the owl post now."

Watching Toby's leaving back, Li Weide also felt a little helpless in his heart.

Although he now urgently wanted to know the answer, because he had not told Dumbledore that he had met the senior, he could not appear too anxious…

He could only send a letter by owl, and then euphemistically mention that he wanted to find information about the senior to look at, and then incidentally asked the senior's name in the letter.

After last night's conversation with Dumbledore, it was completely reasonable for him to want to find the senior's information to read now.

Presumably, Dumbledore should not be suspicious of this.

At this moment, Tom on the opposite bed finally woke up.

He rubbed his head vigorously, struggled to get up, and even his eyes were bloodshot.

"Ah, my head hurts so much… What! It's already past ten?! Hiss… Why do I feel like I've been hit by a stunning spell?!"

Li Weide silently turned his head, took the towel and washbasin from the table, and pretended not to see Tom getting up.

Tom's gaze instantly locked on Li Weide, and he asked suspiciously: "Did you use a stunning spell on me again?"

"Why would you have such a strange idea?" Li Weide asked with a puzzled look.

"I never get up later than eight o'clock every morning. And… When I fall asleep normally, I never have a headache when I wake up! You should know when I had a headache when I woke up last time!" Tom stared at Li Weide.

"Tom, we can be considered to have gone through life and death together several times, isn't that enough to earn even one instance of your trust? It's really heartbreaking…"

"You dog thief! It's you! I'm going to fight you!"