Dumbledore poured the new memory into the meditation basin, then lifted the stone basin with his slender hands and turned it gently.
"Both of you have read about the Lord Voldemort's early life. As we said before, the handsome Muggle, Tom Riddle, abandoned his witch wife Merlope and returned to his old home in Little Hangleton Village. Merlope stayed in London alone, pregnant with the child who would one day become Lord Voldemort … "
"Professor, how did you know she was in London?"
"Because of the evidence provided by Karak Takus Bock." Dumbledore said, "Coincidentally, the shop he founded was the one that sold the necklace that hurt Katie."
"Boggin Bock Dark Magic Shop," Elwyn said.
"Yes, he was the owner of the shop," Dumbledore said.
He swirled the contents of the meditation basin like a gold miner sifting through gold.
The silhouette of a little old man emerged from the swirling silver-white object. He spun slowly in the meditation basin, pale like a ghost, but more substantial than a ghost. His hair was very thick, completely covering his eyes.
"That's right, I got it under very special circumstances. It was brought to her by a young witch just before Christmas, which was many years ago. She said she needed the money urgently. Yes, that was obvious. She was in rags, her face was haggard, and she was pregnant. She said the locket used to belong to Salazar Slytherin. " Mr. Boggin smiled disdainfully. "Ahem, I always hear this nonsense: Oh, it's Merlin's. God, I swear, it's his favorite teapot …"
"But when I looked carefully, the locket really had the mark of the Slytherin family. I chanted a few simple spells and got the truth from the woman. Of course, that thing was priceless. That woman didn't seem to know how valuable it was. She was satisfied after selling it for ten of them. That was the best deal we've ever made! "
Dumbledore shook the meditation pot with extra force, and Karaktakus returned to the place where he had just appeared, sinking into the spinning memory.
"This is the locket he was talking about, right?" Elwyn revealed the locket on the back of his shirt.
"Yes, it is indeed priceless."
Elwyn nodded in agreement. This thing was a priceless treasure.
"But he only gave her ten Galleons?!" Harry said angrily.
"Caractacus Bok was not a generous man." Dumbledore said, "So we know that Merope was alone in London during the third stage of her pregnancy. She desperately needed money and had to sell the only valuable thing she had, Slytherin's locket. It was also a very precious family heirloom of Marvolo."
"I don't understand. Merope was a witch. Why didn't she use magic to get food and everything else for herself? She didn't need money at all. Magic could solve this problem. "
"Yes!" Dumbledore said, "No one can answer this question. We can only guess now. Maybe she could. But I think, I'm guessing again. But I believe I'm right. I think Merope stopped using magic after her husband abandoned her. She was very hurt emotionally. She thought it was because she was a witch that she was abandoned by her Muggle husband. She probably didn't want to be a witch anymore. Of course, it is also possible that her unrequited love, and the despair that it engendered, had greatly weakened her. But such things can happen, and violent emotions can have an effect on one's own enchantment. In short, you'll see later. Even at the last moment, Merope refused to raise her wand to save her own life. "
"Maybe after Riddle left, she planned to die!" Elwyn guessed.
"Maybe..." Dumbledore said.
"She didn't even want to live for her son?" Harry asked.
His words made Dumbledore raise his eyebrows. "Don't tell me you actually sympathize with Lord Voldemort?"
"No!" Harry said hurriedly. "But Merope could choose, couldn't she? Not like my mother!"
"Your mother could choose too," Dumbledore said gently. Dumbledore said gently. "Yes, Merope chose death. She had a son who needed her, but do not judge her for perfection. Long suffering has left her very weak, and she has never had the courage of your mother, Harry!"
No matter what, Merope insisted on giving birth to Lord Voldemort.
Her life experience was so tragic, but if she had given up immediately after Riddle died, then there wouldn't have been so many things later on.
"Now, we're going to enter my memory. It's also a very important memory."
Dumbledore motioned for Elwyn and Harry to stand up, and they entered the meditation basin.
Once again, they fell into the darkness. A few seconds later, when their feet landed on solid ground, Elwyn found himself standing with Dumbledore and Harry on a busy, old-fashioned street in London.
"That's me," Dumbledore said cheerfully as he pointed to a tall figure in front of him.
The man was crossing the road in front of a horse-drawn milk cart. This young Albus Dumbledore had long hair and a long auburn beard. He came to the other side of the road and strode forward along the sidewalk. His exquisite purple-red velvet suit attracted many curious gazes.
It had to be admitted that the young Dumbledore was very handsome, and he had a unique temperament.
It was different from the temperament of the current Dumbledore, but it was also the kind of temperament that would attract attention at a glance in the crowd.
And in such a street, it was too difficult to ignore the young Dumbledore! His exquisite Muggle suit was very fashionable even in this day and age. Only the most prominent figures in the entertainment industry would wear it. It was not at all like the incongruous or greasy Muggles that other wizards disguised as Muggles …
"Very beautiful suit, Professor!" Harry blurted out without thinking.
"It's very suitable. I'm sure many girls will like you, Professor," Elwyn said in agreement.
Dumbledore did not answer, he just chuckled softly.
Elwyn felt that he might have said something wrong. Dumbledore was not married until now, not even a woman with whom there were rumors.
In other words, what was the use of being so handsome and dressed so fashionably?
In the past, there might be many girls who liked him, but he did not like them.
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