Chapter 217： Aunt Lin and Aunt Deng

No yelling, no yelling, no sound.

The only sound in the principal’s room was the flames jumping "cracking" in the fireplace, and the sound of Fox on the branch combing feathers with his sharp beak.

It was so quiet, but Lynn could tell Tom's general anger from the scribbled writing in the diary and the shocking exclamation mark.

Obviously he chose to break the jar for the unsolvable situation in front of him, and the resentment that had been hidden in his heart for many years broke out, and he made the most intuitive condemnation of Dumbledore.

However, the expression on Dumbledore’s face remained unchanged. There was regret in his eyes, but he did not turn into guilt because of Tom’s words. He quietly looked at Tom’s diary and watched the dazzling accusations never disappear for a long time. , Slowly opened his mouth.

"I have been reflecting on it all the time. I have reflected on that if I could give you more tolerance and encouragement, would you not become what you were afterwards?

You may become more and more intensified, use all this to serve your own interests, or you may change your evil and return to the right because of this, and embark on a different path from before. But the past cannot be changed. I will only regret that I have been too harsh on your education, but will not live in guilt and self-blame because of it, thinking that the fault is all on me, Tom.

I have made many mistakes, I have never avoided them, because I have made mistakes and I have to correct them myself. The Tom Riddle that used to be is dead, and now a new soul is still alive. I am a failed educator, but someone will teach him well. "

"He is not teaching at all! This is not my own will at all! You are a bunch of liars! A bunch of liars!"

Lynn looked at Tom's words in the diary, raised his eyebrows, and took out the little Tom in his pocket. He murdered and asked in front of the diary.

"Which one do you think me is more like a liar, Tom."

"Of course it is him." Little Tom is now outspoken, ruthlessly thrusting a knife into the other himself.

The diary is completely silent. He is now isolated and helpless. He has been arguing with this brainwashed self in Lynn’s pocket for a month without arguing. Now he adds Lynn and Dumbledore. Yinbi, even if he said that the sun rises from the east today, it would be refuted to be wrong.

Being stabbed back by himself made the diary Tom very aggrieved. Originally, after being taken by Lynn, he came into contact with himself at this stage and was very excited, and then he was beaten by his master soul’s moral persuasion combination. Confused, and after that, he struggled to bewitched, but what he harvested was a backstab known as "justice", and finally he was publicly criticized by himself and the other two bastards.

If he can, Tom now just wants to write a big "miserable" on the cover of his diary.

He was already discouraged, did not make any remarks, and looked like he was confessing his life, and what Dumbledore would do with him.

Lynn closed the diary and pushed it to Dumbledore.

"This is left to you, Professor, it is difficult to destroy, but I think you should have a way."

Dumbledore nodded and did not refuse, his gaze looked at Little Tom on the table.

"It looks like you taught him well?"

Lynn’s face showed a smile, like two aunts who were neighbors boasting to each other about their son. One of them had failed in education. The child had grown up to steal from chickens and dogs, and when he grew up, he went to jail and became the dregs of society. Ling Yi The education is successful. The child has been awarded with three good students, civilized pacesetters, and moral model. He has grown up at Tsinghua University and Peking University, and the future will be a social elite.

And it's natural to see which Dumbledore or Lynn is the former and which is the latter.

"Tom, say hello to Professor Dumbledore, this one you have seen before."

Lynn spoke like the aunt next door asking her son who had just returned from studying abroad to call the door Aunt Deng.

"Hello Professor Dumbledore. Meet again. My name is Tom Riddle. From Lynn, I know how bad I was before. If I have done you any harm before, here I am. my apologies......"

Listening to Tom’s polite self-introduction and sincere apology, Lynn’s smile was even better.

The satisfaction of an educator is that simple. Then, as long as Dumbledore praises the situation, your son, no, your student is awesome, Lynn will be able to enjoy the whole day.

It is a pity that Tom immediately saw the pile of cockroaches in Dumbledore's hand.

"Although, as a junior, I shouldn’t point fingers at the elders, but for your health, I have to say one more thing. Excessive intake of sugar is not good for people’s health. Even if you like it, you should not overdo it. With this problem, he has a different love for sweets. I have reminded him many times, but he has no intention to correct it, but he is still young anyway, and his health concerns are still far away. But you are different, Professor Dumbledore. I don’t think you should be seventy years old, right? At this age you have to start paying attention to a reasonable diet..."

The flower-like smile on Lynn's face gradually froze. As a good kid who is showing off capital and has become a mother-in-law, his satisfaction will naturally be greatly reduced.

"And I really don’t understand why you like this kind of cockroach-shaped candy. You are not afraid that one day a real cockroach will crawl into the candy box and let you accidentally eat it... etc. Wait! I haven't finished speaking yet!"

Lynn expressionlessly picked Tom from the table and put it back in his pocket.

"You have said enough today, so you can save the rest for tomorrow."

Dumbledore's face had always been with a gentle smile, even when Tom was preaching to him, he never showed the slightest impatience.

"Very good Lynn, you taught him very well."

Lynn rubbed his forehead with a headache: "It's just overcorrected."

"I don't think this is over-correction, it would be better for him to do this, not only for himself but for the people around him."

Lynn twitched his mouth.

"I remember that some of Voldemort's diehards were locked in Azkaban. If those people see that the Dark Lord they once admired becomes what they are now, they don't know what expressions to show."

"They were sentenced to life imprisonment by the Ministry of Magic. If there were no accidents, they would never have come out of Azkaban to see their master again in their entire lives." Dumbledore pushed Lynn to his diary. Put it into the drawer and return the topic to the topic.

"So, the purpose of you asking me for the time converter today is to go back in time and find out who opened the secret room and took the basilisk away?"

"Yes, professor, you should know the dangers of the basilisk creature with your erudition. If you don’t know if it is a threat to Hogwarts, then who knows if the next myrtle will appear in the castle? ?"

Lynn gave Dumbledore a sufficient reason of course he would not refuse Lynn's request.

"I can submit an explanation to the Ministry of Magic about applying for the time converter. You are indeed good enough, and they will also ask you to sign a letter of guarantee to guarantee that you will not use the time converter outside of your studies."

"How soon will I get that thing?"

"It takes some time to walk through the process, but if I personally come forward, the Ministry of Magic should not delay it. The day after tomorrow, you can get it the day after tomorrow."

Lynn’s purpose on this trip is considered complete. When he was about to get up from his chair to say goodbye to Dumbledore, the person sitting across the table had not finished saying what he wanted to say to Lynn.

"Do you know about time converters?"

Lynn sat down firmly in the chair again, seriously recalling the vague memory of the time converter in his mind.

"It can set back time, so that people who go back to the past can see the history that has happened... Well, this thing leaves very little information, and there are not many records about it in the library. , So I only know so much."

Dumbledore shook his head.

"You don’t know very little about it, but basically you don’t know it. If you know that not every outstanding student can apply for a time converter from professors, how can you get this thing to judge the standard, you probably Then you will understand what kind of thing it is, and I will teach you how to use it correctly when you get it."