The Druid Master of Hogwarts

"But if Dumbledore hadn't figured out a way to get you to Hogwarts, you might not have known Minerva and us."

Just as Fish stared at Dumbledore, thinking about which way to speak, Hermione hurried out to persuade.

"Well……"

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Mao Mao immediately put away his attacking stance and fell into contemplation.

At this time, Dumbledore was extremely grateful that he had agreed to Fish's request and asked him to bring Hermione Granger with him.

"Besides, isn't Professor Dumbledore still injured now? Why don't we wait until you heal him. Let's continue reading Voldemort's story now, shall we?"

Obviously, Hermione knew very well how to quickly divert Fish's attention, and it was more attractive for Fish to read the story than to persevere in trouble with Dumbledore. So she quickly soothed the cat in the frying hair.

"Okay then, Fishu will let Albus go for a while, meow!"

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The cat pursed his lips and murmured a few words, and then half pushed and half pushed Dumbledore away.

Others also turned their attention back to the memory picture.

At this time, the conversation between Dumbledore and Voldemort continued. When Voldemort learned of the existence of magic from Dumbledore's mouth, he had no doubts at all, and even seemed very excited because of it.

"I already knew I was different." The young Tom Riddle murmured excitedly to his trembling hands: "I already knew I was special. I already knew there was something here."

The young Dumbledore restrained his smile for the first time, and he sensed something familiar in Riddle. The name of that taste is - ambition.

But Dumbledore didn't take it too seriously at this time, because to a certain extent, ambition is not a bad thing, so although Dumbledore didn't like Riddle's performance, he just planned to spend more time in school. Pay attention to him.

"You are a wizard," Dumbledore continued to explain to Riddle.

Riddle's face suddenly revealed a frenzied joy.

"Are you a wizard too?"

"Yes."

"Show me the proof," Riddle ordered in a domineering tone, as he usually does with the other children in the orphanage.

But Dumbledore was not an orphanage child.

"If, as I understand it, you agree to study at Hogwarts..."

"Of course I agree!"

"Then you'll call me 'professor' or 'sir'."

Riddle's expression froze for a moment, and then he suddenly said in a tone of politeness that was different: "I'm sorry, sir. I mean...Professor, can you show me?"

"Voldemort is really good, meow! After Fisch got into trouble when he was a child, he often used this method to please Minerva, but unfortunately it didn't work for a long time, meow..."

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The cat nodded solemnly and said.

While everyone was laughing and crying, the young Dumbledore waved his wand casually, proving to Voldemort that magic exists.

"Where can I get one?"

Riddle looked greedily at the wand in Dumbledore's hand.

"There will be at that time," said Dumbledore. "There seems to be something in your closet trying to get out."

Sure enough, there was a faint rattling sound from the closet that had just been set on fire by Dumbledore, but was intact. For the first time, Riddle looked panicked.

Then he opened the cabinet door at Dumbledore's request, and took out a cardboard box from inside... The clicking sound came from inside.

"Is there something in that box that you shouldn't have?" Dumbledore asked.

Riddle gave Dumbledore a deep, clear, measured look.

"Yes, I think so, sir," he said finally in a dry voice.

"Open," said Dumbledore.

Riddle opened the lid and dumped the contents on his bed without looking at it.

There were no items that were likely to be Horcruxes, as Harry and the others had guessed, but a bunch of ordinary things, including a swivel reel, a silver thimble, and a tarnished harmonica. .

These things stopped shaking as soon as they left the box, and lay obediently on the thin blanket, motionless.

"You're going to return these things to their owners and apologize to them," said Dumbledore calmly, putting his wand in his jacket pocket. "I'll know if you did. I'll warn you, too: Stealing will not be tolerated at Hogwarts."

"That's right meow!"

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Mao Mao continued to nod his head with a somber expression on his face, and then echoed: "Fish stole some food from the Honey Duke, and Minerva was so angry that she deducted Fish's snacks because of this. !"

Compared to Fish's ignorance at the time, Riddle obviously knew that stealing was wrong, but there was no shame on his face. He was still staring at Dumbledore coldly, as if weighing him.

In the end, presumably thinking that he was unlikely to be Dumbledore's opponent, he reluctantly said in a dry voice: "Understood, sir."

Dumbledore then warned Riddle a few more words, but he obviously didn't take it to heart, he just wanted to know how to increase his magical abilities.

"I have no money," he said to Dumbledore unceremoniously.

"That's easy," said Dumbledore, pulling a leather purse out of his pocket. "Hogwarts has a fund for those who need help buying textbooks and gowns. Some of yours I'm afraid magic books can only be bought second-hand, but..."

"Where can I buy a magic book?" Riddle interrupted Dumbledore's words, and without thanking him, he took the purse and looked carefully at a thick gold Galleon.

Dumbledore told him about the existence of Diagon Alley and mentioned that he could accompany him, but Riddle refused.

"I don't need you," said Riddle. "I'm used to doing things on my own, and I'm always running around London by myself. So how do I get to this Diagon Alley... sir?" He bumped into Dumbledore , then added the last two words.

Dumbledore handed Riddle the envelope with the shopping list, gave Riddle the exact route from the orphanage to the Leaky Cauldron, and said, "You can see it, even though the Muggles around you... Just people who don't know magic... can't see. Ask the bartender Tom... easy to remember, with the same name as you..."

Riddle twitched in exasperation, as if to drive away a pesky fly.

"You don't like the name 'Tom'?"

"Too many people called 'Tom'," Riddle said.

Then Riddle asked Dumbledore about his background, and after getting no answer, he asked him how to get to Hogwarts... As with buying textbooks, he didn't need help from others.

And at the end, when Dumbledore was about to leave, Riddle suddenly said: "I can talk to snakes. I found it when we were hiking in the suburbs... They found me and whispered to me. This is for a wizard. Is it normal?"

Everyone could see that he deliberately delayed mentioning this most peculiar ability until the very last moment, in order to stun Dumbledore.

"It's amazing how Fish can talk to all animals!"

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The cat pouted in disdain, and then raised his head triumphantly.

The young Dumbledore didn't show any surprise. He said casually: "It's rare, but it's not unheard of."

Although Riddle was still expressionless, he could still faintly sense that he was a little lost.

"Goodbye, Tom. See you at Hogwarts."

As the young Dumbledore said goodbye to the young Voldemort, the old Dumbledore, along with Fish, took the others out of his memory.

"So, what do you see from this memory?"

When everyone returned to the headmaster's office, Dumbledore sat in front of his desk, put his arms on the edge of the desk, and habitually asked with his fingers facing each other.

This time, it was Fish who spoke first.

"Lord Voldemort and Fish were kind of like meows."

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Mao Mao scratched his head, then turned his fingers and said, "I can steal, I like to collect loot, I can talk to other animals... and I know how to pretend to be good!"

"Pfft..." Ron on the side couldn't help laughing.

And Harry and Hermione had smiles on their faces.

"What's so funny!"

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Feixu asked angrily.

"Yes, there's nothing funny about it," Dumbledore said, defending the cat, "Fish was acutely aware of several important characteristics of Voldemort - flouting rules, vanity, talent, and... Forbearance."

"No, that's right, that's it, meow!"

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Mao Mao was stunned for a moment, and then solemnly echoed: "That's what Fei Xu thought, meow!"

Everyone (including the portraits on the wall) smiled dotingly and didn't try to pierce Fish.

"However, we also can't ignore some other qualities that Voldemort showed..." Dumbledore continued after restraining his smile: "He doesn't do random experiments like ordinary young wizards. He is already in the Use magic to deal with people, use magic to intimidate, punish and control others. The story of the rabbit who was hanged, and the story of the boy and the girl who were tricked into the cave by him is very telling... I only want to hurt them..."

"He's still a bitch," said Ron and Harry in unison.

"Yeah, a rare ability, said to be related to black magic, but we know that there is a snake tongue among great and good wizards too. The fact that his ability to talk to snakes doesn't bother me very much, it makes me What worries me is the cruel, secretive and domineering nature that he clearly displayed."

"Also, I'm sure you've noticed that when I mentioned someone with the same name as him, 'Tom', how did Riddle react?" Dumbledore asked again after a sigh.

"He doesn't like the name very much," Hermione replied.

"Yes, he despises anything that binds him to others, anything that makes him seem ordinary..."

"That's why he gave himself the nickname 'Voldemort' meow?"

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Fish didn't quite understand the idea.

"Didn't Minerva say it's impolite to call someone a nickname, meow? And Tom's name is obviously simpler than Voldemort, and it's much easier to write, meow."

"Because he wanted to be different, like when I told him about magic, he accepted it, because he wanted to be different," Dumbledore explained.

Harry and Hermione knew this very well. When they knew they were a wizard, it took them a long time to accept it.

Fish and Ron, on the other hand, didn't feel much realism.

"Time is playing tricks on us again," Dumbledore analyzed some of Voldemort's character traits for Fish and the others, and looked up at the dark sky outside the window, "It's time for you to go back to rest."

Since the memory this time was a little longer, Fish and Hermione did not go to the night tour after saying goodbye to Dumbledore, but returned to the common room with Harry and Ron.

After returning to the common room, they did not go to rest immediately, but sat around and discussed in a low voice.

"Heaven Comes"

"I didn't expect the Mysterious Man in his youth to be so scary." Ron whispered: "But I still don't understand, why did Dumbledore let us watch this? I mean, it's interesting, but it's interesting. What's the use?"

"He said the memories would help us find Voldemort's Horcruxes, but I don't think he used a thimble or a harmonica to make his own." Harry shrugged.

"I think that's fascinating," said Hermione earnestly. "It definitely makes sense to get to know Voldemort as much as possible, otherwise how would you find his weakness?"

And the cat's idea is very simple...

"These stories are interesting, and it would be even better to see Dumbledore's previous fights with Voldemort!"

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