He disappeared this time for a full decade.
Except for Voldemort himself, no one knows what Voldemort had experienced during this time.
From some of the clues, it can be inferred that he traveled around the world according to the tradition of the ancient wizards, and he went to many places in stealth, but Voldemort did not go to grow up, but went to various places to make other black wizards and further study black. magic.
Because of over-exposure to the Horcruxes and the transformation of the body's various evil black magic, his appearance began to become unrecognizable, people can no longer recognize the handsome and handsome boy, and began to publicly use the name of "Voldemort."
This is probably the main experience of his disappearance within ten years. During this period, Voldemort experienced the evil that ordinary people could not imagine, which made him the later Dark Lord.
undefinedAfter that, he will not sneak or blame others for murder, but openly and unscrupulously spread fear, and Voldemort, who is the Dark Lord, has this strength.
"Only this memory of this evening, let us enter the meditation basin." Dumbledore said, "This memory is mine, in which you will see how Voldemort appeared when it disappeared ten years later."
Evan and Harry followed Dumbledore into the flowing silver material and landed in the office they had just left.
Fox fell asleep on the perch, and behind the desk was Dumbledore.
He looks a lot like the present, the long beard is already white, but the face may be slightly less wrinkled.
The only difference between this office and the present is that it is snowing outside, and the pale blue snow flies past the window in the dark and accumulates on the outside window sill.
The younger Dumbledore seemed to be waiting for something. Sure enough, it sounded a knock at the door, and he said, "Come in."
Ai Wen looked for a more comfortable posture and he saw Voldemort coming in.
Despite the preparations in his heart, Ai Wen was taken aback. In front of this Voldemort, his face is different from the present, not so snake, his eyes are not so red, his face is not like a mask, and he is not like Riddle. Handsome look.
His face seems to have been burned, the facial features are vague, like wax, and it is weirdly twisted.
The white of the eye seems to be permanently bloody, but the pupil is still normal, unlike now it has completely become two gaps.
In addition, he was covered in a long black cloak with a white face like a snow on his shoulder.
It's terrible, it's definitely a monster in a nightmare or horror story, a horrible monster!
Dumbledore behind the table did not show any surprise. This visit was obviously an appointment. He also prepared for Voldemort.
"Good evening, Tom, it's been a long time no see!" Dumbledore said easily. "Sit down."
"Thank you." Voldemort sat on the chair pointed by Dumbledore, his voice was cold. "I heard them say that you are the principal, a respectable choice."
"I am very happy that you agree." Dumbledore smiled. "Can you have a drink?"
"Thank you so much," Voldemort said. "This is exactly what I need. I have gone a long way."
Dumbledore stood up and walked quickly to the cupboard where the meditation pot was now, but it was full of wine bottles.
He handed Voldemort a glass of wine, poured himself a cup, and returned to the desk.
"So, Tom, what is the wind blowing you?"
Voldemort did not answer immediately, but just sipped the wine and tasted it. It seemed to be very enjoyable.
"They don't call me Tom anymore. I haven't called me that for a long time. Now I am called..."
"I know what you are called!" Dumbledore smiled happily. "But for me, you will probably always be Tom Riddle. I saw the little boy in the orphanage. I am afraid this is As one of the teacher's annoying places, Tom, they never completely forget the students' original situation."
He raised the cup and toast with Voldemort. Voldemort was still expressionless, and the atmosphere in the room changed subtly instantly, and it was cold.
Dumbledore refused to use the name chosen by Voldemort to refuse to let Voldemort dominate the conversation.
Voldemort obviously felt it. Not only did he dominate the conversation, but Tom's title seemed to irritate him, something he didn't want to recall and admit.
"I am surprised that you have been here for so long!" Voldemort swayed the wine in the glass and stopped for a moment and said, "I have been wondering why you like a wizard never want to leave school."
"Oh!" said Dumbledore, still smiling. "For a wizard like me, nothing is more important than teaching ancient skills and training young minds. If I remember well, you have seen teachers. Career attraction."
"I can still see it now!" Voldemort said. "I just wonder why you are often consulted by the Ministry of Magic, and it seems that people who have been nominated as Ministers of Magic twice will be willing to..."
"There are actually three times, but the Ministry of Magic's career has never been attractive to me. This is our common place, I think."
Voldemort bowed his head without a smile and sipped his mouth, seemingly thinking about what to say next.
The atmosphere in the office was subtle, and Dumbledore did not break the silence between the two, but looked forward to Voldemort's opening with a happy expression.
He has always taken the initiative, whether it is on the momentum or on the topic. The entire magic world, only Dumbledore can do this.
"I am back!" After a moment, Voldemort said, "It may be a little later than Professor Deppet's expectations... but he came back, so that he applied again and said that I was too young to be suitable. Position. I am here to ask you to allow me to go back to the castle to coach. You must know that I have seen a lot since I left here, and I have done a lot. I can teach your students to never learn anything from other wizards."
Dumbledore looked at Voldemort from his cup for a while before opening it, "Yes, I know you saw a lot after you left us and did a lot. The rumors about what you did were passed to your alma mater, Tom. If they are half credible, I will be very sorry."
"Is it? Regret?" Voldemort still said with no expression, "Greatness causes embarrassment, blasphemy leads to grievances, and grievances breed lies. You must know Dumbledore."
"Oh, you call what you say great, is it?" Dumbledore asked gracefully.
"Of course!" Voldemort said, his eyes seemed to burn red. "I did a lot of experiments and may have pushed the magic to an unprecedented level..."
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..."