Everyday players at Hogwarts

Love has powerful magic power, and Riddle actually knows it very well. After all, the biggest threat in his eyes, Albus Dumbledore, preaches this kind of thing all day long.

But this power is very limited and passive.

It is the power that sheep use to defeat lions. Why should I, as a lion, learn from sheep?

A lion who learns from sheep will only have his claws blunted and be threatened by jackals.

Dumbledore was the lion whose claws were being ground down. When he was still a student, Dumbledore, who was already the top wizard at the time, was coerced by the weak Ministry of Magic.

If Horace Slughorn taught Riddle the importance of spreading his ideas, then Dumbledore is a perfect negative example.

"Tom, you do know a lot about the downfall of Gormlaith Gaunt, but you don't know the real inside story of this story."

"The room where this story takes place, the room of Isolt's twin daughters, is still preserved as it was before. It is the best place for the British Ministry of Magic and the American Ministry of Magic to study the power of love."

"The twin daughters of Chadwick and Iseult, who were not supposed to die, sacrificed themselves for their mother. This triggered the power of love. This was the real cause of Gormlaith's downfall."

"After all, although Pukechi is powerful, he is not powerful enough to kill Gormlaith." Dumbledore explained.

"Then the same is true for the part of my soul that occupies the physical body. The place where his body collapsed was also studied by the so-called Ministry of Magic. Because of Lily Potter's love?" Riddle frowned.

"No, the power of love you face is far greater than what Gormlaith has faced, and Lily's love does not remain in the room like the story I told before. On the contrary, she is deeply engraved It entered the body of my own child Harry. This was also the reason why you were defeated again in June this year."

"The power that resides in Harry is an unreplicable miracle. He can even instinctively use love as his external sword, instead of waiting to fight back when he is hurt by others." Dumbledore said with a look of memory.

He began to recall Harry's magical red spark spell in the Defense Against the Dark Arts room, and the birth of the phoenix in the innermost room of the forbidden area.

"This is beyond the existing realm of magic." Riddle said with greater interest than before, and then couldn't stop whispering Harry's name.

"Okay, where is my room? I'm going to prepare my lesson plan!"

"I can't help but want to meet that miracle boy." Riddle said vigorously after coming back to his senses.

"You can go to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office on the fourth floor later. I think I haven't talked to you candidly yet, and my seniors are waiting for my explanation." Dumbledore waved his wand. .

A dirty wine bottle and two glasses appeared in the air. The bottle automatically turned sideways and filled each cup with honey-yellow liquid, and then the cups floated towards the two people in the room.

"Mrs. Rosmerta's finest oak-ripened mead, you can drink while you listen." Dumbledore said, raising his glass to Riddle. Riddle grabbed his own glass of wine and took a sip.

It seemed that Riddle liked this thing very much, and his frown was smoothed by the delicious wine, "Rosmerta? A name I've never heard of."

"But I'm still a seventeen-year-old kid, how can I drink?" Riddle sarcastically took a few more sips. He cherished this feeling of having a body and tasting delicious food.

"I almost forgot that your birthday is December 12st. If you calculate, you can be said to be seventeen years old."

"Tom, I thought you hated Muggles. In the magical world, young wizards become adults at the age of seventeen, not eighteen in the Muggle world." Dumbledore retorted. Riddle pursed his lips and drank again. One mouthful.

After he finished drinking, the bottles in the gang flew over automatically and filled Riddle up.

"Mrs. Rosmerta was the mistress of the Three Broomsticks and she only started to show up in 1970."

"You were already in your forties at that time. You had already left Hogwarts and were hanging out abroad. You had not yet officially returned to the UK."

"Okay, it's time to get to the point."

"There are three main reasons why I asked you to become the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor." Dumbledore emphasized at last. Riddle stopped smiling frivolously and became serious. The principals in the surrounding frames also pricked up their ears.

"First, the curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. This curse is caused by the permissions you obtained from the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets. It is an integral part of Hogwarts. Unless we start school in a different place, we will no longer use Hogwarts. name, this curse will disappear."

"Of course we won't do this. In fact, as long as the teachers of this course pay more attention and adopt the method we use now to change teachers every year, the most serious result will be to stay in St. Mungo's Hospital for a few months. We usually He would book a course of treatment for the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at St. Mungo's several months in advance. Before, Quirrell was just because he was too careless. He himself had been staying with the most dangerous dark wizard. After a person's misfortune , naturally something unexpected will happen to you.”

"Some people may wonder why we don't just change the name of this class and call it something like the Bodyguard class. But it's useless. This curse is alive in a sense. It has no routine. Wisdom in the sense, but can discern these.”

"Seriously speaking, there is only one way to break this curse, and that is to make Tom Riddle the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."

"After all, this curse was placed because you failed in the competition. You cursed anyone except you to become the professor of this course. This is also why Quirrell, who has Tom himself on the back of his head, will be affected by the curse. In the curse In my eyes, Quirrell is an individual, and he is also a guy who is not worthy of being a professor of this course."

"And next school year, when you become the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, this curse will no longer occur." Dumbledore explained.

"Is that for this? Is Slytherin's authority used for pranks?" Phineas Nigellus Black, the principal who was born in Slytherin College, frowned.

"Principal Black, that authority will only work when I am a member of Hogwarts, and it is a useless thing when I have been refused to return to Hogwarts many times."

"Its power is also limited. I cannot curse other professors, or even Dumbledore, for no reason. I can only use it on myself."

"And I cursed the Defense Against the Dark Arts class because of my failure to apply for a job." Riddle waved his hand and took a few more sips of mead. "But, just because of this, do you want me to be independent?"

"Dumbledore, you are a morally obsessive person. You will never use any unjust method to extend your life."

"And I am immortal."