Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

"Ravenclaw is pretty good, isn't it? I still remember the scene when you told me you wanted to go to Hufflepuff."

The Sorting Hat suddenly said, "But I believe I have placed you in the most suitable house, Weed Grey. You are a natural Ravenclaw."

"Thank you." Wade said unhappily, "But I believe that even if I am in Hufflepuff, I can still achieve something. Knowledge will not be different because of the house."

The Sorting Hat fell silent, its tip twisting slightly, giving the impression that it was thinking about how to refute.

Fawkes suddenly made a "ga" sound, as if mocking the Sorting Hat, and then a few feathers fell from its tail. Wade caught them and put them on the table.

"You can keep it."

Dumbledore said: "Phoenix tail feathers are very useful for making wands, brewing potions or alchemy. Although Fawkes looks scary, his tail feathers still contain powerful power."

"Thank you, Professor. And of course, thank you, Fox."

Without pretending to be polite, Wade put away the phoenix tail feather, and a series of precious potions or alchemical products flashed through his mind.

"You're welcome." Dumbledore said, "I look forward to more surprises and changes from you. I guess Terence thinks the same way."

Terence is Professor Murray's first name.

"What do you want to see me about, Professor?" Wade asked.

He didn't think deliberately about what he had done recently, but before coming, he was mentally prepared.

Since the traces of burning in Little Hangleton Village had been reported in the newspapers, Dumbledore certainly could not have been concealed from him.

The old headmaster had just taken Wade for a tour there not long ago, and then the old Gaunt house was burned down. It was normal to have some suspicions about this.

Or perhaps Lupin got a glimpse of the secret of the Horcruxes from the two actions and dared not hide it anymore, so he reported it to Dumbledore.

Lupin was once a member of the Order of the Phoenix, so it was natural for him to trust Dumbledore more than Vader, and Vader could also understand it.

Vader stood with his hands on the edge of the table in a relaxed posture, waiting for an answer.

Dumbledore smiled faintly and said gently, "I guess you still remember the last time we visited that old friend?"

"Of course." Wade nodded: "Voldemort's growth process is impressive. As a half-blood, he has always emphasized the theory of pure blood. This is what surprised me the most."

"Because he hates the Muggle half of his blood. At the same time, he needs to use this to attract like-minded followers and build his own power." Dumbledore explained.

"Then why don't you disclose his background in the newspaper?" Wade asked, "His followers have been advocating the glory of pure blood. If they knew that their master was actually a half-blood..."

Vader said nothing more, but the meaning was clear.

Dumbledore couldn't help laughing, and there was even a hint of doting in his deep eyes, as if Wade was a naive and foolish child.

Vader pursed his lips in displeasure, realizing that he had asked a very stupid question.

Dumbledore said: "Although few people know that Voldemort was formerly known as Tom Riddle, in fact, he did not deliberately conceal his background."

"His earliest followers, and the core Death Eaters, knew that Voldemort had a shameful background and a Muggle father, and that he killed his father himself."

"Voldemort himself was not shy about mentioning these things. He relied on powerful magical powers to conquer his many followers. He believed that he was born different and regarded Muggles as inferior creatures. He did not think that he was of the same race as them."

"This fact did not impact the Death Eaters. They never mentioned Voldemort's half-bloodline, and even claimed that he was a pure-blood Slytherin descendant because they did not want their leader to have such a stain."

"Voldemort ruled wizards with the pure-blood theory and did not approve of Muggle-borns. This was his philosophy. And today, I want to take you to visit another old friend."

Dumbledore held out his hand.

"Want to start traveling again, Vader?"

Chapter 185 Grindelwald

Of course Wade would not refuse, he shook Dumbledore's hand.

Old Fox suddenly let out a clear cry.

Wade heard the ticking of the pointer and the rustling of pages. The scenery around him suddenly became unreal, changing rapidly like a kaleidoscope.

It felt like Apparition, but without that uncomfortable feeling of being compressed into a tube.

Suddenly, Vader's body shook and the surrounding scenery stabilized.

They appeared in an unfamiliar building. The thick stone walls were covered with scratches and torches were burning on the walls.

This place was very cold. Although Wade couldn't feel it, he saw that everyone passing by was wearing thick fur coats, and white air was coming out of their noses when they breathed.

But their faces were still blurry, like those surveillance videos with very poor clarity.

"What kind of magic is this, Professor?" Vader asked.

"A... well, more complex application of Memory Magic," said Dumbledore.

"So... they are all from someone's memory?" Wade looked at the people around him.

"It's more like I've witnessed someone's memories and then recreated them in this dramatic way."

Dumbledore said: "Although I can use the Pensieve to bring you into that real memory, it will take too long."

There was always a lot of redundant information and boring conversations in the memory fragments. Even if the memories were pieced together in small pieces of a few minutes, it would eventually become too long. He guessed that Wade probably didn't want to spend too much time on this.

Those were not the things Dumbledore wanted to show him.

As they were talking, the two followed the professors and students in front of them who were wearing crimson robes, walked along the dark stone corridor, turned one corner after another, walked down one flight of stairs after another, and finally stopped in front of a wooden door.

On the door, there are also patterns of circles, triangles and vertical lines engraved, which are the symbols of the Deathly Hallows.

A stern-faced wizard pointed his wand at the wooden door, which exploded with a bang, and everyone rushed in.

In the room, there was a handsome blond boy with pale skin and blue eyes like clear gems.

Among the many people with blurred faces, he was the only one whose appearance was very clear, as if he was not on the same layer as the others.

He was facing away from the door, waving his wand gently like dancing. When he heard the sound, he turned around in surprise and then frowned.

In front of the boy, and on the shelves in the room, there were bottles and jars of all sizes displayed everywhere. At first glance, it looked a bit like Snape's Potions classroom.

But if you look closely, some of the jars contain distorted shapes, and some emit wailing black smoke, which makes people feel disgusted and ominous at just one look.

In a book spread out on the table, there were strange pictures, and the people in the pictures were being cruelly tortured.

"Gellert Grindelwald!" The man who broke in called out the man's name coldly: "Someone reported that you were secretly conducting evil experiments in school. I thought it was a slander against you, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

The blond boy Grindelwald glanced at a student in the crowd with a half-smile, and the student lowered his head in fear and hid behind the professor.

The boy was dragged out roughly, and someone said, "Just wait! You will definitely be expelled this time! Even in our school, your behavior is absolutely not allowed!"

"Oh, is that so?"

The young man sneered, and when the man tried to take his wand away, he attacked boldly. The light of the spell exploded suddenly and knocked the man away.

Blood splattered everywhere, someone screamed, and several people started fighting fiercely. Someone ran away in a hurry, as if to get help.

Blue flames suddenly burned, a student rolled on the ground, and the blond boy flew backwards, knocking down a shelf on the wall, and bottles and jars fell to the ground with a bang and broke into pieces.

The boy raised his head, red blood flowing down the corners of his eyes and the bridge of his nose, but even so, he still looked breathtakingly handsome.

This person has an extremely shocking beauty, regardless of gender.

The young man suddenly raised his head and a red beam of light shot out, hitting the person in front of him.

Then, Vader felt his perspective change as well, as if he himself was being knocked away.

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding scenery changed immediately.

The blond boy with bruises on his face carried the box and looked back at the majestic and cold school. The castle of Durmstrang was like a sharp sword, inserted on the top of the black mountain.

The boy suddenly turned around, carved a symbol on the wall, and then strode away without hesitation.

Wade and Dumbledore followed him for a while, and it seemed as if they had traveled through an endless distance and arrived at a new place.

This is a valley with bright sunshine and lovely green grass, and two young boys are taking a walk.

“…and then I was fired!”

After young Grindelwald finished his story, he shrugged and said in a defiant tone, "What a stupid school! I thought Durmstrang would be more open-minded than other schools, but it turns out they are also a bunch of timid guys."

Next to him was a teenage red-haired boy. His facial features were not very clear, but it was clear that he was also very handsome, with blue eyes as bright as stars.

Wade looked up at Dumbledore beside him. The old headmaster's half-moon glasses reflected the light, and it was difficult to see his expression.

Wade didn't try to pry into the inner scars of a hundred-year-old man. He turned around and continued to look at the two men.

The red-haired boy listened to the person next to him with a smile, his eyes looking very focused.

Grindelwald is expressing his opinion: "We wizards are people who are endowed with powers. Why should we hide like rats in the gutter? The Statute of Secrecy is simply the most ridiculous law!"

"It makes us wizards feel like we are stealing even when we use our own abilities. We live in fear all day long. Albus, your sister was hurt by Muggles, what's wrong with your father avenging your daughter? But in the end, he was thrown into prison by those idiots without any distinction between right and wrong!"

"We should strive for a position of dominance! Wizards should rule over Muggles, rule the world! Instead of being forced to have almost no place to stay by the increasing number of Muggles! If necessary, we can certainly use force, which is the power given to us by God..."

The red-haired boy's smile disappeared unconsciously. He pursed his lips and nodded slightly, as if he agreed very much.

Chapter 186 Dumbledore and Grindelwald

As the two boys walked, the scene changed silently. It seemed to be a new day, and their clothes also changed a little.

They stayed under the tree, the orange-red light of the setting sun reflected in their eyes.

"For the greater good... I like how you put it."

The blond Grindelwald lay relaxed on the grass, stretching his palms towards the sky, as if he wanted to hold the whole world in his hands.

"Albus, only "you" understand my thoughts, only you can understand what I want."

"I want to abolish the Statute of Secrecy, let wizards rule the world, and let all wizards use their abilities freely! Instead of being oppressed, hidden, and forced to endure the disgust and spitting of Muggles!"

"Don't forget that rulers should be responsible to all people." Young Dumbledore emphasized: "Not only wizards, but also most Muggles."

"Those greedy and stupid Muggles?" Grindelwald curled his lips in disgust. "Think about what they did to your family."

"I know. I dislike and even hate some Muggles, too."

Young Dumbledore frowned and said:

"But we have to admit that most Muggles are not evil. They have outstanding wisdom and abilities. Even if we gain the power to rule, we should maintain social stability and treat Muggles fairly."

"We are fighting for power for the future of wizards. We will not shrink back, but blind killing is not advisable. Gellert, we should minimize the sacrifice, no matter which side it is."