Hogwarts: This Dark Lord is so evil.

Chapter 183 Dumbledore taught me the dark arts? How could I have such a dream!

Li Weide guessed that the senior student must be missing her former best friends again.

But now, so much time has passed, and her close friends may no longer be here.

After all, not all wizards can survive like Dumbledore or Headmaster Dippet.

Moreover, he could understand the senior's feelings very well.

I was trapped when I was still young, and then I wasted the time that I should have cherished the most...

When she could only use her own consciousness to silently watch her once best friends grow old and then pass away one by one, that feeling, just thinking about it, made her feel desperate and suffocated.

"I can sense your mood changing, Vader...are you grieving for what happened to me?"

"No. I just put myself in your shoes for a moment... In theory, what I feel should be your sadness."

"You have a really strong ability to empathize... But there is only one sad person, why add you? Well, it's time for my consciousness to leave. I have disturbed you for a long time."

"Well, if you feel bored, you can come and talk to me anytime." Li Weide said sincerely.

He didn't lick it, it was because it was really a thigh!

It’s definitely worth it to maintain good relationships!

Whether she comes out in the future or not, she will be of great help to me!

At the very least, now if there is anything you don't understand about magic... parentheses, especially questions about dark magic, you can ask her!

After all, it is not very realistic to ask Dumbledore to teach me the dark arts. Even if he says he doesn't care, he won't be willing to teach me.

He couldn't just write to Grindelwald and ask him, right?

Of course, Grindelwald would be happy to teach him, but there was no doubt that his letter of request would appear on Dumbledore's desk in a few minutes.

That mean old man was worried that he couldn't alienate the relationship between himself and Dumbledore!
"Of course, I won't be polite about this. After all, even though I can talk to anyone now, you are the only one I can trust."

"Well, I'm really flattered... But why do you trust me so much?"

"The things on me are a huge temptation to anyone, but after you have experienced the beauty of them, you can still resist the temptation... I know how difficult it is... You have such a strong ability to empathize, of course you can understand my thoughts, right?"

"Well...indeed." After careful consideration, Li Weide agreed with his senior's idea.

If he were in the same situation as his senior, he would also trust someone who could resist temptation.

Li Weide pondered for a while before suddenly saying, "I am not the only one who can do what I have done. If...if something unexpected happens to me. Perhaps you can go to Professor Dumbledore...To be honest, I have never seen anyone who can resist temptation better than him..."

There is only one temptation that Dumbledore cannot resist, and that is family affection.

And after letting go of his obsession with family affection, Dumbledore is now incredibly powerful!
Although Dumbledore believed that he was afraid of power and worried that he could not bear the temptation of power, Levitra thought that this was just an escape idea.

Even if he had fallen for this, after officially becoming enemies with his former best friend, it is unlikely that he would go against the world again because of the so-called temptation of power!

If he wanted power, who could stop him? But he himself did not want it, which just proved that he had resisted the temptation of power, didn't it?
Dumbledore didn't want to pick up the sword, but he still couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

When he wanted to pick up the sword, he hurt his sister. Now, he doesn't want to hurt anyone again.

Even if this possibility is not even one in ten thousand...

As long as I don't touch, no one will be hurt by my actions!
This is what Dumbledore is thinking at the moment.

"Dumbledore? I remember...but why did you say you had an accident?" asked the senior.

"If a person is hit by the killing curse, he will die. And the path I am going to take... I will inevitably have to deal with this kind of dangerous curse frequently in the future. No matter how powerful I am, I can't say that I won't be hit by the curse. If I am ambushed, I will die immediately... So, it's not a bad thing to consider this in advance." Li Weide said calmly.

Accidents are like this, they come suddenly, no matter how powerful you are...

Li Weide knows a ready-made example, and it is very representative.

Even as powerful as Voldemort was, he would never have imagined that he would fall to a baby who couldn't even speak when he was at the peak of his strength and power.

Although Li Weide is very confident, who knows if he will encounter some unexpected events like Tom in the future?

This is a good way to get some precautions in advance. Maybe the senior schoolmate will come out and help me out in the future.

Now you can get a guarantee just by saying it casually, so why not do it?

"I understand...Okay, I should go now..."

The senior's voice gradually faded away, just like a dissipating breeze.

When Li Weide listened again, he could only hear the sound of the evening breeze blowing the leaves.

Li Weide didn't know whether the senior took his words seriously, but it was just a casual move and he didn't care much.

A moment later, he picked up his suitcase again and hid in an alley.

The next second, a black shadow soared into the sky, so fast that people thought it was a night owl that had just taken off...

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Riddle Manor.

Old Tom's room was opened for the first time...

It should be said that it was opened for the first time when facing Tom.

To Tom's surprise, the inside was not dirty but very tidy.

And...what impressed Tom was that the most things in the whole room were books!

In Tom's opinion, his father had been decadent for so many years.

Even if the room is not dirty and messy, there should be wine bottles all over the floor.

But now... wherever he looked, there were nothing but books... Tom discovered that even under the bed seemed to be piled with books!

This should be said to be a kind of crowded neatness.

Old Tom sat in a chair beside the bed, with half of his eyes visible from behind the pile of books, looking very reserved.

Because he and his son...are not really that familiar...

"You... like reading so much?" Tom had to ask.

"I didn't like it originally... When I was young, I liked fine wine, delicious food, and beautiful women... Of course, my favorite thing was hunting..." Old Tom said softly. "But..."

But Tom knew exactly what it was, so he didn't ask any further questions. He just picked up a book on the table and started reading.

This is a Muggle philosophy book... Tom just glanced at it and put it down.

This kind of book is even more dizzying to him than the History of Magic textbook...

"After the incident, I stayed in my room and didn't go out... My father, after seeing me like this, brought me a lot of books... I know he wanted to prevent me from having wild thoughts. But... this did make my time alone not too lonely, and... it did make me forget some painful memories temporarily..."

Tom now understood why the old Tom he saw was not as arrogant as others said.

Books... can indeed change a person's character and cultivation...

What's more, Old Tom stayed in his room, reading books for more than ten years.

After a while, Tom pulled a chair and sat down, took out a book about healing from his pocket and started reading.

When Old Tom saw Tom start reading, he also tacitly stopped talking and turned over the book he had not finished reading and continued reading...

The strange yet harmonious atmosphere lasted for several hours before it was interrupted by an uninvited guest.

It was a big fiery red bird, standing on the windowsill with a paper bag in its mouth.

"Fox?" Tom looked at the phoenix in surprise.

This phoenix often represents Dumbledore himself.

In other words, Dumbledore sent something to me?
At first, Tom thought it was a letter, but the paper package did look quite thick...

"What kind of bird is this?" asked Old Tom curiously.

In fact, he had seen many owls that could deliver messages.

And Tom's owl, "Newborn", is now dozing in a cage in the corner of the room.

"This is a phoenix... Professor Dumbledore's... companion."

Tom chose his words carefully.

He originally wanted to say pet directly, but Fox looked at him straight, so he didn't dare to say anything.

Apparently, his feeling was correct, as Fox was clearly very pleased with his answer.

After leaving the paper bag behind, it turned into a ball of fire and disappeared.

Tom took the paper package and opened it in old Tom's room.

Inside the paper package was a letter and a notebook with a black cover.

Tom put the notebook aside and then opened the letter.

The circle-within-circle font on the letter is very recognizable...

[Tom, I know that you and Wade have secretly learned and used black magic... Don't worry, I am not writing this letter to blame you, because I know you have never used it on innocent people.

I heard from someone that when it comes to black magic, it is better to open it up than to block it...

Even if I don't agree with you learning, you will find a way to learn secretly. In fact, it was just as he expected.

I've thought about it carefully. Instead of letting you learn secretly and then face possible danger, it's better to give you some professional guidance...

Although I really don't want to admit it, I have to say that what he said does make sense...

Therefore, from now on, I will no longer oppose you to get involved in black magic... Because of someone's reform, you really have no choice but to get involved.

However, you must promise me that when you come into contact with black magic, you must strictly follow the rules! Take protective measures! Be careful not to hurt innocent people!

Otherwise, it may bring you lifelong pain!

Enclosed are some of my manuscripts on black magic. Please follow the instructions, step by step, and beware of radicalism! This is specially for you. As for Wade... maybe he doesn't need it anymore.

Tom, let me remind you again, no matter it is black magic or anything else, as long as it is power, it is a double-edged sword... When you draw the sword, you must be extremely careful!

Albus Dumbledore

After reading the letter, Tom was completely dumbfounded.

He once thought he had seen it wrong. Dumbledore actually sent him some tips on using dark magic?
This is... Dumbledore is going to teach me the Dark Arts? Why am I having such a dream?

However, after repeated confirmation, Tom found that this was not a dream, and with Fox around, no one else could fake it!
Dumbledore really knew that I had used dark magic that night... Maybe he even knew that I had used the Killing Curse...

For a moment, Tom didn't know whether to be happy or scared...

Wait…Tom glanced again at the last few words of the letter.

Maybe... I am not the one who is most afraid...

"As for Vader... maybe he doesn't need these anymore." Tom read this sentence three times.

Ha! It's not me who should be afraid, it's you! Li Weide!
Your vest has fallen off!

(End of this chapter)