This time, he disappeared for a full ten years.
Other than the Lord Voldemort himself, no one knew what the Lord Voldemort had experienced during this period of time.
From the few clues, it could be inferred that he had traveled the world according to the ancient sorcerer's tradition. He had concealed his identity and gone to many places. However, the Lord Voldemort did not travel to increase his knowledge, but to make friends with other dark sorcerers and further study black magic.
Due to excessive contact with the soul vessel and the various evil black magic modifications to his body, his appearance began to change beyond recognition. People could no longer recognize the outstanding and handsome boy, and he began to openly use the name "Lord Voldemort".
This was probably the main experience during his ten years of disappearance. During this period, the Lord Voldemort had experienced unimaginable evil, which made him later known as the Dark Lord.
After that, he no longer killed people secretly or framed others. Instead, he spread fear openly and unscrupulously. As the Dark Lord, the Lord Voldemort had the ability to do so.
"This is the only memory for tonight. Let us enter the meditation basin," Dumbledore said. "This memory is mine. In it, you will see the appearance of the Lord Voldemort when he reappears after disappearing for ten years."
Elwyn and Harry followed Dumbledore into the flowing silver substance and landed in the office they had just left.
Fawkes was sleeping soundly on the perch, and Dumbledore was behind the desk.
He looked very much like he did now. His long beard had turned white, but the wrinkles on his face were slightly less.
The only difference between this office and now was that it was snowing outside. Pale green snowflakes drifted past the window in the darkness and piled up on the windowsill outside.
The younger Dumbledore seemed to be waiting for something. Sure enough, there was a knock on the door after a while. He said, "Come in."
Elwyn found a more comfortable position and saw Lord Voldemort walk in.
Even though he was mentally prepared, Elwyn was still taken aback. The face of the Lord Voldemort before him was different from before. It was not snake-like, his eyes were not as red, his face was not like a mask, and it was not as handsome as Riddle.
His face seemed to have been burned. His features were blurred, waxy, and strangely distorted.
The whites of his eyes seemed to be permanently bloodshot, but his pupils were still normal, unlike now, which had completely turned into two slits.
Moreover, he wore a long black cloak, and his face was as white as the snowflakes on his shoulders.
How terrifying! This was definitely the appearance of a monster from a nightmare or a horror story, a Terror Grade monster!
Dumbledore, who was sitting behind the table, did not show any surprise. This visit was obviously made with an appointment. He was also prepared for the appearance of the Lord Voldemort.
"Good evening, Tom, long time no see!" Dumbledore said easily. "Sit down."
"Thank you." Lord Voldemort sat down on the chair that Dumbledore pointed at. His voice was cold. "I heard that you became the headmaster. A respectable choice."
? "I'm glad that you agree," Dumbledore said with a smile. "Can I buy you a drink?"
? "Thank you very much," Lord Voldemort said. "This is exactly what I need. I've come a long way."
? Dumbledore stood up and walked quickly to the cabinet where the meditation basin was, but it was full of wine bottles.
He handed a glass of wine to Lord Voldemort and poured one for himself. Then he returned to the table.
"So, Tom, what brings you here?"
Lord Voldemort did not answer immediately. He just sipped the wine, savoring the taste, and seemed to enjoy it.
"They don't call me Tom anymore. No one has called me that for a long time. Now I'm called..."
?? "I know what you're called!" Dumbledore smiled happily. "But to me, I'm afraid you'll always be Tom Riddle, the little boy I met in the orphanage. I'm afraid this is one of the annoying things about being a teacher, Tom. They never completely forget what their students were like. "
He raised his glass to toast Lord Voldemort. Lord Voldemort was still expressionless. The atmosphere in the room suddenly changed subtly and became much colder.
Dumbledore refused to use the Lord Voldemort's chosen title, which meant that he refused to let Lord Voldemort dominate the conversation.
Lord Voldemort obviously felt it. Not only did it dominate the conversation, but the title Tom seemed to annoy him. It was something he did not want to remember or admit.
? "I'm surprised that you've stayed here for so long!" Lord Voldemort swirled the wine in his glass. He paused for a moment and said, "I've always wondered why a wizard like you never wanted to leave school."
? "Oh!" Dumbledore said, still smiling. "For a wizard like me, nothing is more important than teaching ancient skills and training young minds. If I remember correctly, you've also seen the attraction of teaching. "
? "I can still see it now!" Lord Voldemort said. "I'm just wondering why you often get consulted by the Ministry of Magic, and it seems that someone who has been nominated twice to be the director of the Ministry of Magic, would be willing to..."
? "Actually, I've been nominated three times. But the Ministry of Magic never appealed to me. It's something we share, I think. "
Lord Voldemort lowered his head without a smile and took another sip of wine, as if he was thinking about what to say next.
The atmosphere in the office was subtle. Dumbledore did not break the silence between them. Instead, he waited for Lord Voldemort to speak first with a pleasant expression.
He had been taking the initiative, both in terms of aura and in the topic. In the whole magic world, only Dumbledore could do this.
?? "I'm back!" After a moment, Lord Voldemort said, "Maybe a little later than Professor Duppett expected... but I'm back to reapply for the position he said I was too young for. I'm here to ask for your permission to return to this castle to teach. You must know that I've seen and done a lot since I left here. I can teach your students things that they will never learn from other wizards. "
Dumbledore looked at Lord Voldemort over the top of his glass for a moment and then said,?? "Yes, I know that you've seen and done a lot since you left us. Rumors about what you've done have reached your old school, Tom. If even half of them are true, I'll be very sorry. "
"Really? Sorry? " Lord Voldemort remained expressionless. "Greatness leads to jealousy, jealousy leads to resentment, and resentment leads to lies. You must understand this, Dumbledore. "
"Oh, you call what you've done great, don't you?" Dumbledore asked gracefully.
? "Of course!" Lord Voldemort said, his eyes seeming to be burning red. "I've done a lot of experiments and may have pushed magic to unprecedented..."
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