"The power of those few drops of blood is about to run out. Professor, I await your decision." Riddle said confidently, as if he already knew what Dumbledore would do. "Oh, by the way, I hope that when you take away the ring, you can take the photo of my parents with you. That is the only one left, it is very memorable."
He bowed to Dumbledore, his misty body shook again, and then disappeared into thin air.
"Very good, isn't he?" Dumbledore said softly, walking to the front of the cabinet, "This is the fifteen-year-old Tom Riddle, exactly as I remember him. He is the smartest student I have ever met, good at grasping people's hearts, and knows how to please you, not to make you feel bored. He also knows what you need, and cleverly satisfies your needs, thus obtaining what he needs."
"At the same time, it is very dangerous!" Elwyn said.
"Yes, it is also very dangerous at the same time. Too much power requires an even stronger mind to control." Dumbledore said, "Unfortunately, Riddle's mind is not as strong as his power. There are many things that he does not understand, and he is dismissive of them. He is greedy and cruel, sinking deeper and deeper into the swamp of black magic. For a long time, Hogwarts only taught students how to use magic, and neglected other aspects of education. "
"Professor, do you believe what he said?" Elwyn asked.
"I don't think he lied to us. These things are very beneficial to him, and he has no need to take the risk of lying."
"So he is a special soul vessel, one that is independent and has no connection with Lord Voldemort?" Elwyn paused for a moment, then continued to ask, "Is it still a soul vessel? What is the difference between this and a new soul? "
"If everything is as he said, then there is no difference," Dumbledore said simply, looking at the photo with great interest. Dumbledore said simply, looking at the photo with great interest. "He's just Tom Riddle, fifteen-year-old Tom Riddle, a Slytherin student with ambition, ideas, and power. He's not the Voldemort we know!"
"But they are one and the same, and the Lord Voldemort is his future!" said Elwyn.
"His soul is completely split and independent, which means that he will not be affected by the main soul, and he can make his own decisions. His future is uncertain, and he can grow into anything. The Lord Voldemort is just one of the possibilities." Dumbledore said, "Of course, there are still many things waiting for us to verify. Fortunately, we still have a chance. At the same time, we also have enough time. The situation is not so bad that we need to make a decision immediately."
Elwyn blinked, not knowing what to say. Dumbledore seemed to have decided to trust him once again.
What impact would a new Tom Riddle bring to the world?
In a sense, this matter was no less than the appearance of the Evil God. It might even have a greater impact on the future of the magic world.
If there was enough energy, Riddle could come out of the ring and gain a physical body, no different from a normal person.
"Look at this photo, it's full of tear stains. It was torn and glued back together. This is probably the expression of his ambivalence." Dumbledore said, picking up the photo from the drawer. "Like a normal little boy, he tried to hide his feelings for his mother and the fact that he cried. This might be embarrassing for him, but this is a manifestation of his independent soul. The Lord Voldemort would not have such ambivalence."
"Embarrassing?!"
"Yes, we know that Riddle's true personality is twisted and extreme. He hates his name, hates his father, and at the same time, hates his fate." Dumbledore said, "But the contradiction is that he worships his bloodline crazily and thinks that he is very lucky. He does not hate his mother that much, and even thinks that she is very great. Yes, he thinks that what she did was stupid, but also great. It's very contradictory, isn't it?"
Elwyn nodded. It was indeed very contradictory.
"Believe me, the Lord Voldemort would never have such feelings. He would express his greed, ignorance, and anger without any scruples, and would not try to hide it. He does not know what love is, and he has never cared about love, let alone cry." Dumbledore said, his hand gently stroking the tear stains on the photo. "Even in front of his mother, he would not have any scruples. But Riddle is different, or rather, the Riddle that appeared in front of us is different. He has not completely lost his humanity."
"Alright, Professor, shall we not destroy this ring for the time being?"
"Yes, he may bring us an unexpected surprise, and there is a place in Norway that needs his help. The magic left behind by Slytherin can only be activated by his descendants." Dumbledore said, his gaze turning to the ring, and a complicated expression flashed across his face. "I have to thank you again, Elwyn. If you did not stop me just now, I am afraid that I would be dead now. There is a very strong curse on this ring that can take a person's life in an instant, and there is no way to break it."
He took out his wand and gently tapped the ring, mumbling something, and a green light flashed.
Then, he picked up the ring, and the curse on it had been broken!
"I heard you talking to him about the Stone of Resurrection. You know a lot more than I thought!"
"I have seen the description of the Sacred Relic of Death in the Blake family's book collection, and the Peverell family's emblem is on the ring, so …" Elwyn explained.
"Everyone has their own secrets. You don't have to tell me everything. In fact, the legend about the Sacred Relic of Death has been passed down for centuries, and many people have tried to find it. " Dumbledore said carelessly, "Yes, that's right, this is the Stone of Resurrection, the dream of a desperate man. This stone is very dangerous, and it is the bait of fools. I am such a fool."
"Professor, did you see your sister just now?" Elwyn said, "I heard you call the name Arianna."
"Yes, I saw her, in some form, awakened from the netherworld by the power of the Stone of Resurrection." Dumbledore said, taking a deep breath. "Arianna died because of me, and I have always blamed myself for it …"
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