v4 Chapter 114： The devil who failed plastic surgery was eliminated from the job search

After Harry Potter was bewitched by Tom, he turned black and joined the Death Eaters as his little spy.

It sounds really interesting, but it's basically impossible.

Especially Dumbledore's eyes were always on Harry.

Not to mention blackening, if it grows a little crooked, it will be forcibly straightened by the principal.

The light of righteousness shines on Harry!

Since it's not Harry, William really can't figure out who it is.

This inner ghost hides so deeply.

Could it be Ron's little mouse, Scabbers... becoming a sperm?

Since you can't figure it out, the inner ghost thing is over.

William whispered: "Professor, I have another very important thing that I want to tell you."

"What's up?"

"The Horcrux!"

"What?" Dumbledore looked at William in confusion.

"I found one of Voldemort's Horcruxes with Hermione in the Room of Requirement."

Dumbledore's confusion turned to surprise.

William took out the rusted crown.

Dumbledore stared at the crown, stunned, as if in disbelief. That expression, as if hearing his breakfast was canceled.

After a long time, Dumbledore couldn't help shaking his head, a childlike smile on his face.

"William, what... exciting news! It's amazing! This is the best news I've heard recently!

You suddenly gave me a surprise, and I would like to express my gratitude by giving you and Hermione half of the gold in my vault.

Of course, neither of you would want to. "

Do not,

William would like it!

He is also sure,

Hermione would too.

Dumbledore did not touch the crown immediately, but stood up.

"I'd love to know, how did you and Hermione do it? I can't wait for a great adventure!"

William's wand hangs from his temple, evoking a milky memory.

Dumbledore walked over to a cabinet and pulled out the Pensieve inside.

William put the memory into the Pensieve.

The two leaned into it.

Half an hour later, he returned to the principal's office again.

"I've been waiting for this evidence for a long time," Dumbledore said softly after sitting down. "It confirms part of our speculation."

"Voldemort made more than one Horcrux," William said.

"That's right." Dumbledore nodded. "We still have a long road ahead of us..."

"When did Voldemort put this Horcrux into the Room of Requirement?" William asked suspiciously.

"Looking at his appearance, he is already disfigured, he must be after graduation."

Dumbledore thought for a while and said, "After graduating, he only came back once... the time he came to apply to me for the professorship of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Voldemort wants to apply for a Defence Against the Dark Arts position?" William was really surprised.

That kind of feeling is as if the Führer just wanted to be a painter at first. It's just that he was a scumbag and was rejected.

"Yes," Dumbledore nodded. "Very few people know about it.

In fact, the year Tom had just graduated, he approached the old headmaster...Professor Dippet, and asked if he could stay at Hogwarts and teach. "

"Why does he want to stay as a professor?"

"That involves Tom's boyhood, which we'll discuss later.

To put it simply, as an orphan, he has deep feelings for this school, just like a home. "

William nodded slightly, he remembered another thing.

After the Chamber of Secrets incident 50 years ago, the school was about to be closed, and Tom immediately found Hagrid as a scapegoat to prevent the school from being closed.

In this way, he does have a special affection for Hogwarts.

"This castle is also a stronghold of ancient magic, with countless secrets and items left by the Big Four.

He wanted to keep digging up the treasures of Hogwarts. ' Dumbledore continued.

"The most critical point is that being a teacher can attract young wizards, recruit troops, and strengthen his Death Eater team." Dumbledore recalled.

It seems that Tom firmly believes: Death Eaters must start with dolls!

Only by solidly laying a solid foundation for the team and not breaking away from the students can we maintain the advanced nature and purity of the subordinates from the bottom up.

It's a talent!

"With Tom's achievements and abilities, it should be more than enough to stay and teach, right?" William asked softly.

"Yes, but I advise Professor Dippet not to apply for him," said Professor Dumbledore.

"Professor Dippet does not doubt Tom, and likes him very much. But he also thinks Tom is only eighteen years old, too young. He is welcome to apply again in two years."

"Will he come back in two years?"

"No. It's been... ten years since Tom came to apply for the position again." Dumbledore sighed.

The headmaster's wand touched the Pensieve, stirring constantly, and new memories appeared in it.

William followed Dumbledore into the flowing silver substance and returned to the headmaster's office.

This should be Dumbledore's memory.

Fox was sound asleep on the perch. Behind the desk is Dumbledore, his face slightly less wrinkled.

It was snowing outside, and the pale blue flakes drifted past the window in the darkness and piled up on the window sill outside.

Voldemort was sitting in a chair with a drink in front of him.

But he didn't move at all.

Voldemort is also completely irrelevant to handsome.

His face appeared to be burnt, his features blurred, wax-like, and eccentrically twisted. The whites of the eyes now seemed permanently bloodshot.

After a confrontation between Dumbledore and Voldemort,

The principal sat up straight, touched the tips of his fingers together, and said solemnly:

"...Let's talk about it, why did you bring your subordinates here tonight to apply for a job that you and I both know you don't want?"

Voldemort looked coldly surprised.

"A job I don't want? Quite the contrary, Dumbledore. I want it very much."

"Oh, you want to go back to Hogwarts, but you don't really want to teach any more than you did when you were eighteen. What do you want, Tom? Why can't you be upfront?"

Voldemort sneered.

"If you don't want to give me a job—"

"Of course not," said Dumbledore, "and I don't think you expected me to give it to you. But you came anyway, and you made an application, and you must have an intention."

Voldemort stood up, scowling.

"This is your final decision?"

"Yes." Dumbledore also stood up. "I declined your request."

"Then we have nothing to talk about."

"No more," said Dumbledore, with deep sadness on his face. "The time is long past when I can scare you with a burning wardrobe and force your atonement. But I hope, Tom...I hope... "

Voldemort just smiled contemptuously and left the room.

William looked at Dumbledore's memory with a lot of emotion.

There is no doubt that the Demon King who failed plastic surgery was eliminated from the job search.

This tells us one thing: in the workplace, appearance is too important.

Even if you have talent and look like ugly people, you can't do it.

Also, don't talk too much with your boss.

If people give you drinks and don't drink it, isn't this not giving you face?

Still want to work?

I want to eat peaches Of course,

It was also this rejection that made Voldemort, who was severely beaten by society, wake up.

He resolutely took his younger brother and started to start a business in the sea, creating a well-known "Death Eater" enterprise.

Just when the Death Eaters were at their peak, about to go public and rushed out of the British Isles... The Dark Lord was not halfway through his business, and the middle way collapsed.

What a sigh.

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