v2 Chapter 1444： Looking for love Voldemort

It's some magic!" Dumbledore calmly corrected him. "Some, Tom, but on others, you still, well, please excuse me... ignorant and sad."

Voldemort laughed for the first time. It was a kind of sly smile, and the evil expression was more terrible than anger.

"Old argument." He whispered, "You are still the same as before, Dumbledore, but what I saw in the world is not the same to prove your famous point: love is stronger than my magic. No, in me It seems that your so-called love is vulnerable to the fragile before the powerful magic."

"Oh, is it? Maybe you are looking for something wrong," Dumbledore reminded.

"So, where else is it better than here, in Hogwarts, is it better for me to start a new study?" Voldemort said, "Would you like me to come back? You can let me share what I learned with your students." Do you give me and my talents to you, listen to your command? And, can you help me find love here?"

undefinedAi Wen's mouth is slightly down, which is really an interesting topic to help Voldemort find love in Hogwarts.

Does he need love?

Does Hogwarts have the love he is looking for?

Also, love, Voldemort really understand such complex emotions?

Hogwarts is not a school of love, teaching students how to get love. A person who knows love can find love no matter where he is, and he does not know that people will never understand, even if love is in his eyes.

Sure enough, Dumbledore behind the table raised his brow slightly.

"Do you want to go back to Hogwarts? Then, listen to the people you command? What do those who claim to be, or are said to call themselves, Death Eaters?"

Voldemort's eyes flashed red again, and the two slit-like nostrils were enlarged.

Obviously, he did not seem to think that Dumbledore would know the name of the Death Eater.

"My friends." He paused for a moment and said, "They will continue to do without me, I believe."

"I am very happy to hear you call them friends!" said Dumbledore. "I thought they were more like your servants."

"You are wrong," Voldemort said.

"So, if I go to the pig's head bar tonight, I won't see the crowd, Knott, Rozil, Mursible, Dolohov, are you waiting for you to go back? Really loyal friends, with you I traveled so far in the snowy night and waited there, just to wish you a faculty position."

Dumbledore's understanding of his entourage undoubtedly made Voldemort more unhappy, his eyes became redder, but he calmed down almost immediately.

"You still know everything, Dumbledore."

"Oh, where, it's just a good relationship with the local bartender." Dumbledore said easily, "Now, Tom..."

He put down the empty cup, sat up straight, and touched the tips of his fingers. This is his usual posture.

"Let's talk about it. Why are you coming here with you tonight, applying for a job that you know you don't want?"

Hearing his words, Voldemort showed a cold surprise. "I don't want the job? On the contrary, Dumbledore, I really want this job. Whether it is the past, the present, or the future, I am extremely eager to hope. Stay in Hogwarts and teach. This is my home, I want to go home."

"You think that Hogwarts is your home. I am not very surprised. Hogwarts always welcomes any well-meaning students to come back." Dumbledore said, "But to be honest, Tom, you actually I never thought about teaching, whether it's 18 or now. What do you want? Why can't you be frank once?"

Voldemort sneered, "Dumbledore, if you don't want to give me a job..."

"Of course I don't want to!" said Dumbledore. "And I don't expect you to give it to you, but you still come and apply, you must have an attempt."??

Voldemort stood up, full of anger, and looked less like Tom Riddle than ever before.

"This is your last decision?"

"Yes!" Dumbledore also stood up.

"Then we have nothing to talk about."

"No," said Dumbledore, with deep sorrow on his face. "It's different from twenty years ago, Tom, I can scare you with a burning closet, forcing you to redeem the time already. But I hope Yes, Tom, I hope so..."

Voldemort sneered, Dumbledore's attitude did not touch him at all, but even more irritated him, for a moment, he moved his hand to the wand in his pocket...

But the moment passed, Voldemort had turned and walked away, the door was closed, and he was gone.

"Okay, let's go back!" said Dumbledore, returning to the real office with Avon and Harry.

"Professor, why is he coming back?" Harry asked immediately. "Are you clear?"

"There were some ideas before, some of them, Ivan helped me confirm." Dumbledore said, "For example, when he came back, he hid a Horcrux in the House of Responsibility."

"Is there a room for help?!" Harry murmured, his mind flashing.

He suddenly thought that the place would not be displayed on the live map.

Malfoy has always disappeared inexplicably recently. Did you go there? !

The more he thought about it, the more likely he was, and although Dumbledore and Avon let him ignore it, Harry decided to keep track.

"Yeah, there is a demand for the house, Voldemort hides the crown of Ravenclaw, I have been tracking for a long time to find it." Ai Wen explained, added another sentence, "because Ms. Ravenclaw himself left a crown The clue..."

The jewel on the crown is in the hands of Ai Wen. It is both the secret treasure key left by Ravenclaw and the wisdom of the card, which allows the wearer to gain absolute wisdom.

"Voldemort is very interested in the things that have the history of Hogwarts, and the treasures left by the four creations are just such items." Dumbledore said, "So, we are lucky, cracking four While the founders left the puzzle, you can find the vast majority of the Horcruxes."

If you think so, luck is really good!

"So professor, what did you find about that meeting?" Aiwen asked.

"Yes, I have to admit that his appearance makes me feel alert," said Dumbledore. "At that time, I began to speculate that he made the Horcrux, but to be honest, I never thought he would fall to That's the point. Ok, our class tonight is here, I hope that both of you can get the memory of Slughorn as soon as possible, before I get the item..."