"Professor, he still talks like a snake," Harry suddenly said.
"Yes, it's a rare ability. It's said to be related to black magic, but we know that there are also snakes among the great and good wizards. As a matter of fact, his ability to converse with snakes does not disturb me so much as the cruel, secretive, and tyrannical nature which is so evident in him. "
Bring harm to others because I can do it. If I want to, I can do it.
There is no emotional burden or basic sense of right and wrong. This terrible thought, Riddle also seemed to have no feelings.
Unlike Lady Ravenclaw, who had absolute wisdom, Riddle did not know what love was, nor did he believe in it.
He only believed in himself. When the good in his heart was separated from the first soul fragment, he had already become a monster.
In Dumbledore's words, it was his cruel, secretive, and domineering nature that dominated his character until it became his everything.
This kind of nature was more suitable to describe dangerous beasts such as snakes than to describe humans.
"He's not a human!" Elwyn blurted out the thought in his heart, somewhat without rhyme or reason.
"From a certain point of view, he is indeed no longer human!" Dumbledore said calmly, as if he knew what Elwyn wanted to say. "What worries me is that he is going further and further down this path."
"Is it about the magic left behind by Slytherin?" Elwyn asked. Lord Voldemort wanted to use this magic to become an evil god.
That evil magic recorded the method to become an immortal existence, an existence that was far superior to a soul vessel.
With Lord Voldemort's character and fear of death, he had no reason to refuse this magic.
Immortality, transcendence, and uniqueness, he could not resist this temptation, even if he had to pay a terrible price.
Recent events all proved that Lord Voldemort was preparing this magic and collecting the materials.
Elwyn wanted to know what Dumbledore was thinking, and what the Order of the Phoenix was planning.
He had been unwilling to say anything before, refusing to tell Elwyn his plan. Now was a good opportunity to bring up the topic.
"The Lord Voldemort's ambition is far beyond our imagination. You will know it in the future." Dumbledore said ambiguously. His eyes moved away from Elwyn and looked at the dark sky outside. "Time is playing tricks on us again. Before we part, I want to ask you to pay attention to something in the scene we just witnessed."
Elwyn sighed. Dumbledore still refused to say anything.
Voldemort's ambition was far beyond imagination. What did that mean? Was he not satisfied with becoming an Evil God?
What information did Dumbledore get? What was his plan? How was he going to deal with the more powerful Lord Voldemort? How was he going to deal with the fifteen-year-old Riddle in the ring? And what was with the runes on his hand?
Unknown, unknown, unknown.
Working with the headmaster was exhausting …
"First of all, I think you two must have noticed Riddle's reaction when I mentioned that someone had the same name as him, Tom, right?" Dumbledore continued.
"He was disgusted. He didn't like having the same name as others."
"Exactly. This showed that he despised anything that tied him to others, despised anything that made him seem ordinary. Even at that time, he wanted to be different, proud, independent, and famous. As you all know, a few short years after that conversation, he abandoned his own name and created the mask of Voldemort, and has been hibernating behind it for such a long time. I believe you also noticed that Tom Riddle was extremely confident at that time. He was secretive and obviously had no friends. He went to Diagon Alley alone and didn't need anyone's help or company. "
"Professor, when Riddle came to Hogwarts on the first of September, did he buy everything?" Iven's heart skipped a beat, and he interrupted, "I mean, did he buy other magic items that aren't on the school's list?"
The gold coins that Dumbledore gave him were far from enough. Many things could only be bought second-hand.
Just like when Ron entered the school, second-hand robes, second-hand magic books, second-hand wands, second-hand crucibles, and second-hand pet rats.
It seemed that other than the person who was not second-hand, the rest of the things were basically …
Elwyn was curious if Riddle was like this at that time.
"On the surface, he was no different from other students who were sponsored by the school. This itself was easy to get sympathy from others. Riddle never rejected this kind of camouflage that was beneficial to him. But in fact, he did get a lot of magic items that were helpful to him. The value of those items was far more than the gold coins I gave him. " Dumbledore looked at Elwyn and said, "Riddle was very smart. Like you, he knew how to get money to carry out magic research. The specific methods are unknown, but this is what I want to tell you. He was willing to do everything on his own instead of cooperating with others or accepting help. The same was true for the adult Lord Voldemort. You will hear many Death Eaters claim to have his trust and that only they can get close to him and even understand him. In fact, they were all fooled. Lord Voldemort never had a friend, and I don't think he needed one. "
"Finally, I hope you did not overlook this because you are sleepy. Young Tom Riddle liked to collect trophies. You saw the box of loot he hid in his room. They were taken from children whom he had bullied; they were souvenirs of some particularly abominable sorcery. He had a magpie's taste for collecting things. "
"Ravenclaw's Coronet, Slytherin's locket, the Gaunt family's ring, the Statue of Diablo …" Elwyn said.
"That's right. Lord Voldemort's hobby of collecting souvenirs is very important in helping us understand and defeat him. I hope you will remember this." Dumbledore said, "Alright, it's getting late. You two should go back to bed!"
The two stood up. Harry seemed to have something to say, but Dumbledore only looked at them with a smile.
He waved his hand and they left. On the way to the common room, Harry said a lot to Elwyn.
They had seen many things tonight, but this was only the tip of a huge iceberg.
The more they knew, the less they knew.
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