Chapter 339

"Although the coffee from Cornell is good, I think tea is more suitable for you, and of course, juice." Dumbledore said that he was sitting close to the chair, and he looked very relaxed.

"Oh, just give me a glass of juice." Van Lim said he didn't care what he wanted to drink, he was just thinking about what Dumbledore was going to talk to him about.

Dumbledore's office is not the most luxurious place in Hogwarts, but it must be the most sacred place.

At the top of a tower in Hogwarts, Dumbledore has a panoramic view of the castle.

This is the headmaster's office at Hogwarts, where portraits of past generations of headmasters are preserved. They lock their memories and part of their souls in the murals by special means. Whenever headmaster Hogwarts has any questions, the portrait here is the best debater, and the wisdom of the predecessors can not be ignored.

Van Lim has been here more than once. He can basically recognize all the old people in these portraits. Unfortunately, Mrs. heffpav, the first principal of Hogwarts, did not leave his own portrait. He would like to see the style of the founder of this great school thousands of years ago.

As usual, the former headmasters always showed their humble side except that Dumbledore moved slightly when Dumbledore came in. The wisdom of these portraits is the wealth of Hogwarts. Although it seems a little bad to inherit the personalities of headmasters, we should know that the headmasters of Hogwarts also have witches from Slytherin This is how Slytherin's philosophy has been handed down from generation to generation.

"Oh, of course!" Dumbledore tapped his finger and two glasses of chilled orange juice appeared on the coffee table in front of him.

"It's still made by the house elf named dobby. I think it's you who owns him now." Said Dumbledore.

"Well." Fanlin nodded. He suddenly felt that he had not seen dobby for a long time. Although dobby had made his bed the day before, he usually did it himself. Dobby just strolled around. It seemed that he was very happy in the house elf kitchen in Hogwarts.

"Professor Dumbledore, I don't think you're coming to me just to have a glass of juice or to talk about keeping elves at home."

"Oh, it is." Dumbledore said. He stood up and gently stroked Fox's feathers.

Fox seemed to enjoy it very much. It made that strange sound.

It seems that Dumbledore is thinking about what kind of problems, his hand slightly stopped, just a change of look, in an instant, the surrounding atmosphere has become serious.

Fanlin could not help but sit upright, he used the rest of the light to look at the portraits which had seemed to be doing nothing. At the moment, he could not help but focus on it, but the action was very secret.

They were always like this, pretending to be indifferent, but they would write down everything firmly.

"Well, it looks like we're going to start from the beginning." Dumbledore said, and he sat back. "Maybe we can start with some interesting questions, like Voldemort, how about that?"

"Tom Riddle?" Fanlin said, "I don't think I know more than you. After all, he is your student."

"Oh, of course!" "Tom is the best student I've ever taught," Dumbledore said. "There's no doubt that it's just about guiding the way. I seem to have made a very serious mistake."

"You still want to save him rather than defeat him, don't you?" Asked Fanlin.

"I don't think I'd mind giving it a try if he had any hope." Dumbledore said, "after all, Tom was just overwhelmed by power, like..."

Dumbledore can not find any words to describe Tom's behavior. In his opinion, Tom has brought enough harm to the wizard world, but there are also his mistakes.

"I don't think so, Professor Dumbledore." "If 15-year-old Tom still has human nature, then this poor human nature should be completely destroyed with the birth of Horcrux."

"It seems that you know a lot." Dumbledore laughed. "I thought you were just smart enough, but now it seems that I underestimated you too much."

Dumbledore gently with his hand a move, originally quietly lying in the principal's desk Tom Riedel's diary will quietly fly to Dumbledore's hand.

"It took me a lot of energy to figure out what it was. At first, I thought it was just a powerful black magic object. You know, Tom is very proficient in it."

"Of course, he is a very powerful wizard." "And the presence of Horcruxes just proves that," Van Lim said

"Conquered death?" Dumbledore said that he seemed to be asking himself, in fact, the nature of death has always been one of the biggest mysteries.If we really interpret the mystery of death according to the way of Chinese reincarnation, then death does not seem to be the end of a story, on the contrary, death itself is the beginning of another story.

"I don't think so, professor." For Tom Riedel, van reen said, he was more in the opposite direction to Dumbledore.

"I don't think Tom Riddle's approach is to use magic to show us that he has conquered death. On the contrary, the existence of Horcruxes has exposed Voldemort's greatest weakness. He is not conquering, he is escaping."

"Escape?" Dumbledore seemed to be suddenly interested in the general, he sat up straight, "other people's evaluation of Tom is from his strength to judge, in fact, Tom is really very strong, even if it is in his own awada Suo mantra also did not die, I believe you and I know this."

"Yes, of course he won't die, Professor!" Fanlin nodded, "Voldemort is really powerful, even if it's a Life Killing Curse, it can't end his life. I believe that few witches can do this, even if it's you or you."

All of a sudden, van Lin remembered the scene, Malfoy, the runaway Death Eater, Harry hiding downstairs, and Snape, who used the lethal curse to end Dumbledore's life.

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