A Hogwarts dissertation guide

"Well, Professor Rumple, I'm afraid I have to get straight to the point." Dumbledore took a deep breath and said, "I want to know what exactly Tom Riddle is planning to do in San Francisco?"

"Ha, I finally asked the question you are concerned about. Wouldn't it be better if we could have done this earlier?" Edward smiled faintly, "But why should I tell you?"

Dumbledore's face was sullen, and his hands hidden under his flowing purple robes were tightly clenched.

"I have no obligation to report my every move to you, right?" Edward said, his fingertips lightly clasped on the table, making a crisp sound.

"But I don't really mind telling you this," Edward continued, "so that you don't bother me anymore about Riddle."

"So, let's talk about it." A relaxed smile appeared on Dumbledore's face.

"This is not something difficult to understand, Albus," Edward was not in a hurry to explain. He still maintained that calm tone, "Obviously Riddle has discovered how big a mistake he made in the past. mistakes, he is looking for a right path."

"Seeking immortality?" Dumbledore asked nervously.

"Immortality... That's true... but he wants more than just immortality." Edward said, "Do you understand what he has always wanted?" Edward suddenly became interested, and he wanted to Find out what kind of existence Tom Riddle or Voldemort is in Dumbledore's eyes.

Dumbledore thought for a moment and said, "He wants everyone to surrender to him, wants to control everyone, and plunge the whole world into the terror he created."

"It's close, but not entirely correct. It's not deep enough," Edward said regretfully. "You can try to think at a deeper level."

Dumbledore held his chin with one hand and stared at the floor, seemingly deep in thought.

Edward was not in a hurry, just waiting quietly.

At some point, an owl with a red and blue scarf around its neck stood on the windowsill. Edward just glanced at it lightly, but didn't say much.

After about ten minutes, Dumbledore suddenly raised his head.

"He hopes that someone will always remember his name, whether it is a good reputation or a bad reputation, because when he was in the orphanage, no one ever cared about him, and he felt inferior because of his origin."

"Bingo!" Edward said with a smile, "But it's still not enough. You can continue to guess deeper." He turned his head and glanced at the clock on the wall. "Albus, I really want to continue talking to you, but I I think you're probably going to need a long time to think about all this, so I thought maybe we could have another conversation when you find a better idea, how about that?"

Dumbledore opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

He was used to being in control of everything, always looking like he was in control of victory in front of others, but in front of Edward, his pride seemed to be completely shattered.Edward always made his plans completely fail with a few words of understatement.

"Okay, Albus, if I were you, I would definitely take a good look at all the memories about Riddle. Don't tell me that you don't have a pensieve, even though that thing is not that common. But I believe you must have it." Edward stood up and pointed in the direction of the door.

Dumbledore also stood up, raised his steps, and walked slowly toward the door. He turned back after a few steps, as if he wanted to see something on Edward's face.

But Edward didn't give him this chance, he just maintained his usual smile.

It was not until Dumbledore left the room that Edward turned to the window sill and let the owl in.

"Good boy, you must have had a hard time on this journey." Edward rubbed the owl's head, tore some bread crumbs from the dinner plate on the side and placed them on the windowsill, then unhooked the envelope from its feet.

There was not much content on the letter, but the content was still very exciting. Suo Chi completed the task assigned to him by Edward perfectly.

Fengya Wizard Clothing Store has been successfully owned by Rubeus Hagrid.

Yes, Edward promised Hagrid before.

"This way you don't have to worry about money..."

Edward murmured that he didn't care about these vulgar things. Anyway, as long as he wanted it, there was nothing in the world that he couldn't get?

Compared to Edward's relaxation and comfort, Hagrid was almost scared to death. Just this morning, he received a letter from Diagon Alley, which was sent by the clerk of Fengya Wizard Clothing Store. They warmly invited the boss to come Come and inspect the work while formulating next season's clothing trends.

"They must have written the wrong address, they must have written the wrong address... It must be like this..."

Hagrid muttered, but he turned over the letter several times, and the words Rubeus Hagrid and Hogwarts Gamekeeper's Cabin on it clearly told him that the letter was sent correctly.

"No way...it's impossible..."

Hagrid sat on the bed with his mouth open for a long time, unable to recover.

It wasn't until a little later, when the students came for their first Care of Magical Creatures class of the term, that Hagrid reluctantly returned to reality.

He carefully folded the letter and stuffed it under his pillow, put on his moleskin coat - already his second-best clothes - and planned to make a good impression on his students for the first period.

It can be said that this class did not go well, because the students were very disgusted with their textbook - "The Monster Book of Monsters", although Hagrid very enthusiastically introduced to them that just gently sliding the spine of the book can make them quiet Come down.

But there is no doubt that most of the students showed disgusted expressions. Only a few of Hagrid's good friends - Harry, Ron and Hermione managed to squeeze out a smile, but I have to say that the smile was really... reluctantly.

The students are not all so friendly. Slytherin's Goyle and Crabbe showed their dislike of Hagrid without scruples.

"No one is going to use a book that wants to tear our hands off, right? No? No?" Goyle said loudly. He has been very quiet since Draco was expelled, but it seems that the summer vacation I'm afraid he got a lot of instructions from his family, which made him very arrogant as soon as school started.

He has become the second Draco Malfoy.

"That's enough, Goyle," Harry said quietly, "Do you want to be expelled like someone else?"

"Are you threatening me, Scarhead?" Goyle sneered. He waved his fist. Although he was not as strong as Hagrid, he was much braver than little Harry. He looked like he had two Hagrids. Li Kuan.

"Come on, kids, since you all have books," Hagrid said hesitantly, his thoughts interrupted, "Oh... now we should go and take a look..."