trainer at hogwarts

Soon the surrounding environment changed into the familiar Hogwarts, and Dumbledore stood beside Morris.

"This is Hogwarts fifty years ago." Dumbledore looked at the surrounding environment and sighed.

Morris turned his head and pouted. He was still young and did not have such a mentality, and he might not be able to die even if he died in this world.

The scene finally settled on the corridor. Morris didn't recognize which corridor it was for a while. In the end, he concluded that there were too few people visiting the school and he should be like the twins.

Suddenly there were footsteps from behind. Morris immediately turned around and saw a handsome guy in a green school uniform.

"A little worse than me." Morris recognized that this was Tom Riddle and quietly commented on the historical figure.

Dumbledore didn't pay attention to Morris's little movement and took him aside to give him some space.

"This is really like watching a holographic movie." Morris looked around curiously, "Principal, can magic be used here?"

"By magic, do you mean attack magic?" Dumbledore raised his eyebrows. "I haven't tried it here, but in theory it should be possible. This is equivalent to a small independent space, and magic passes through the wizard himself. Formed by magic power, the two have no influence."

"No, who am I to summon magic or space magic." Morris sensed the magic circle that summoned the elf ball. There was still contact but he didn't know if it could be successful.

Dumbledore: "Magic involving space is very profound and generally requires powerful magic props, complex magic rituals or strong magic power to succeed. I don't think anyone would choose this place as a place to experiment with space magic. "

Dumbledore's answer to this question was ambiguous. Morris didn't know if Dumbledore was testing him. This time, the principal is on the second floor.

The two stood quietly waiting for the plot to develop. Not long after, the younger version of Dumbledore came over.

The beard is not that long, and a small part of the hair is black. The overall difference is not big. It seems that Old Bee has taken good care of himself in the past fifty years.

"Principal, is this your memory?" Morris asked.

Dumbledore nodded: "Yes, is there any problem?"

"Then why haven't I seen you before? You shouldn't exist in your memory." Morris frowned and suddenly thought of a possibility. He turned his head and looked at Dumbledore with a strange expression, and raised his hand Thumbs up, "As expected of the principal."

Dumbledore smiled without changing his expression: "Thank you for the compliment, classmate Morris."

Tsk, lyb.

The young version of Dumbledore stands in a very clever position, right in front of Tom Riddle. You can't even go around it without seeing him. Thinking about it, Soraya is also a victim. The old principal has been good at blocking roads fifty years ago, and the little fox is still trying to find ways to play hide-and-seek with people all day long. Tsk tsk, he is completely beaten.

Tom Riddle was not surprised at all when he saw Dumbledore. He came up to him with a smile and said gracefully: "Professor, do you have anything to do with me?"

"I was still the transfiguration professor at that time." The old version of Dumbledore explained to Morris at the side.

Morris nodded to show he understood.

Young version of Dumbledore: "Oh, Tom, I heard that you are researching some dangerous things during this time."

Tom Riddle had no idea of ​​being caught. He said very calmly: "Professor, I'm just more interested in the construction of schools recently."

The young version of Dumbledore gave Tom a somewhat thoughtful look, a little sharp but not as restrained as he is now. If there was obvious pressure on the former Dumbledore, the current Dumbledore is more like an old silver coin who likes to control everything.

Gee, they are all terrible.

He doesn't hesitate to fuck his own students, even if they are half dead. When it comes to the most important person in Tom Riddle's life, if Dumbledore is ranked second, who dares to be ranked first?

Tom Riddle smiled helplessly: "It seems that Professor Dumbledore doesn't quite believe what I said."

Young Dumbledore: "No, no, no, Tom, I really want to believe you, but"

"Professor Dumbledore." Tom Riddle interrupted him, politely extending his hand forward, "I happen to have somewhere to go, why don't we come together?"

The young version of Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting Tom Riddle to strike first, but without much hesitation, he readily agreed.

"Let's go," said the older version of Dumbledore.

Morris looked around and saw that this corridor didn't look like the one with the women's bathroom. He asked curiously: "Principal, will he take us to the secret room?"

Dumbledore laughed: "Maurice, do you think it's possible?"

"Impossible." Morris said honestly.

Dumbledore cast a doubtful look. Since you think it's impossible, why do you still ask?

Morris smiled playfully and said: "Principal, life is already so boring, why don't you let me daydream a little bit?"

Dumbledore:

Is he out of touch with this era?

Tom Riddle didn't seem to be under any pressure, and he was just chatting with Dumbledore to find out who had leaked the news.

Dumbledore was very tight-lipped and didn't reveal even a single word. An old fox and a young fox were testing each other with smiles. When they got to the top, nothing was revealed.

Morris felt really tired for them. Alas, he wanted to know something by himself. For example, it would be convenient to send a Freezing Bird to do daily dominance. If there are any weird places, it would be convenient for Gardevoir and the Crystal Lantern to see them. It's so troublesome to deal with people. After talking for hours, you will finally get a peach.

"This is a very smart boy too, what a pity" Dumbledore sighed.

Morris curled his lips. He was completely different from the savage village bully. He was a family man.

Young version of Dumbledore: "This is it, Tom."

In front of him was a closed iron door.

Tom Riddle pulled out his wand: "Alohomora Alaho Cave Open"

The iron door creaked open backwards, revealing a dark space inside.

"Professor Dumbledore, please." Tom Riddle was still gentle.

The young version of Dumbledore nodded in agreement and entered the iron gate with Tom Riddle.

Seeing that the door was about to close, Morris hurriedly ran over and squeezed in.

The door closed with a bang, and Morris suddenly remembered that Dumbledore was still outside. The old man might not have followed him. He was about to open the door when he suddenly found Dumbledore with a fluttering white beard standing next to him.

"Morris"

Morris blinked: "Principal, you're in."