Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures Chapter 1445: Magic out of control

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For trained wizard(s), it is not too difficult to do what Riddle said.

However, considering that he is only eleven years old and has not yet gone to school, not even wand(s), he can already control his magic power to do what he wants to do. This terrible talent is powerful, indicating that Riddle is powerful The magic power and magic control power is far beyond the normal wizard(s) level.

Ivan is not clear who can do this, I am afraid not even Dumbledore.

The ancestor of Riddle, Salazar? Slytherin's powerful magic talent is perfectly displayed on him.

For thousands of years, the Gaunt family's efforts to uphold the close relative intermarry and maintain the integrity of lineage have finally paid off.

This anti-sky magic talent should not appear in this era at all.

Of course, it should not appear on Riddle.

But everything has been cast, the cause and effect have been formed, even if Riddle did not go to Hogwarts to go to school, he will become Dark Lord, and may even be more terrible, becoming the strongest Obscurus in history.

The power of losing control only brings disaster.

Ivan has a hint of understanding, and the rise of Voldemort's is inevitable.

In the room, Riddle finished his skills in one breath.

His legs were shaking, he staggered forward, and sat down on the bed again, lowered his head, staring at his two hands as if praying.

"I have long known that I am different." He said to his trembling hands, "I have known that I am special, and I have known that there is something wrong here."

"Yes, you are not wrong." Dumbledore said, he smiled slightly, frowned slightly, and looked at Riddle intently, "You are an wizard(s)."

Riddle raised his head, his face changed suddenly: a fanatical rejoicing.

However, this did not make him look better, but made his delicate facial features suddenly rough.

That look is like a beast, terrible, and makes people feel inexplicably fearful and uneasy, maybe this is his true face.

"You are also a wizard(s)?" he asked eagerly.

"Yes."

"Prove it to me." Riddle said immediately, with the same arrogance as the truth just said.

The young Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and seemed to be thinking.

"If, according to my understanding, you agree to study at Hogwarts ..."

"Of course I agree!"

"Then you will call me a professor or a sir."

Riddle's expression stiffened for a moment, then he suddenly said in a courteous tone that judged the two of them, "I'm sorry, sir. I mean, professor, can you show me ..."

If you change to other wizard(s) here, you may categorically reject the Riddle request.

But Dumbledore is not the same. With Ivan's understanding of him, the overjoyed Riddle at this moment has successfully attracted the attention of headmaster, which will probably become the most annoying thing for many years to come.

Dumbledore withdrew wand(s) from the inner bag of the suit, pointed at the worn wardrobe in the corner, and waved carelessly, and the wardrobe immediately caught fire.

Riddle jumped up, roaring in horror and anger.

It is conceivable that all his property is probably in that closet, which is probably all his belongings.

However, Riddle had just asked Dumbledore Xingshi to blame, the flame suddenly disappeared, and the wardrobe was intact.

Riddle looks at the closet and Dumbledore.

Then, he pointed to the wand(s) and his expression became very greedy.

"Where can I get one?"

"It will be there." Dumbledore said, "It seems that there are anything in your closet that you want to drill out."

Sure enough, there was a faint click in the closet, as if there was anything coming out.

For the first time, Riddle showed a panicked expression and looked at Dumbledore anxiously.

"Open the door." Dumbledore said in a commanded tone.

Riddle hesitated for a moment, then walked over and opened the door of the closet violently.

A few pieces of worn clothes hang on the clothes rail. There is a small cardboard box on the top shelf of the top. Crazy mouse.

"Take it out." Dumbledore said.

Riddle moved the shaking box down, and he looked at a loss.

"Is there something in the box that you shouldn't have?" Dumbledore asked.

Riddle looked at Dumbledore with clear and prudent eyes, and his expression was calm and unchanged.

"Yes, I think yes, sir." He finally said in a dry voice.

"Open." Dumbledore said.

Riddle opened the lid and poured the contents into his bed without looking.

Ivan and Harry stepped forward and saw only a bunch of ordinary things scattered on the bed.

One of them is a tour guide, a silver thimble, and a dull harmonica.

As soon as they leave the box, they no longer tremble, and they lie on the thin blankets obediently, motionless.

"You will return these things to their owners and apologize to them." Dumbledore said quietly, while inserting wand(s) into the jacket pocket, "I will know if you have done it, I must warn you : Hogwarts cannot tolerate theft, which is absolutely not allowed. "

There is no shame on Riddle's face, he is still staring coldly at Dumbledore, seeming to be weighing him.

In the end, he said in a dry voice, "Got it, sir."

"In Hogwarts!" Dumbledore continued, "We not only teach you to use magic, but also teach you to control magic. You used to use your magic in that way, I believe it was unintentional, but this is our school. It will not be taught and will not be tolerated. Let your magic be out of control, you are not the first, and you will not be the last, but you should know that Hogwarts can expel students, and the Ministry of Magic, yes, there is one the Ministry of Magic will punish the lawbreakers in a more severe way. Every new wizard(s) must accept: Once we enter our world, we must obey our laws. "

"Got it, sir." Riddle said again.

It is difficult to know what he is thinking in his head, and it is difficult to judge whether he puts Dumbledore in his heart.

When he put the small pile of stolen goods back into the cardboard box, his face was still expressionless.

After finishing, he turned around and said to Dumbledore unkindly, "I have no money."

"That's easy to solve." Dumbledore said and took out a leather purse from his pocket. "Hogwarts has a fund specifically for those who need to fund the purchase of textbooks and school gowns. Some of your magic book may be I can only buy second-hand goods, but ... "

"Where to buy magic book?" Riddle interrupted Dumbledore.

He thanked him and took the purse without a word. He was carefully examining a thick gold Galleon(s).

"In Diagon Alley." Dumbledore said, "I brought your bibliography and school supplies list, I can help you buy everything ..."

"Are you going to accompany me?" Riddle raised his head and asked alertly.

"Of course, if you ..."

"I don't need you!" Riddle said, interrupting Dumbledore again, "I'm used to doing things by myself, I always run around in London alone."