From Beauxbatons to Hogwarts

Calvin found himself on an old-fashioned street in London. There was no one in the gray world, only the cold east wind was howling.

"Is it here?" Calvin looked up and looked at a broken plaque hanging outside a courtyard that read "Wu's Orphanage."

Calvin walked through an iron gate and walked into a bare yard.

At the back of the yard is a square, dark and old-fashioned building, surrounded by high railings.He walked up the steps to the front door, pushed it open, and entered a foyer with black and white tiles.The whole room looked very shabby, but was very neat and spotless.

Calvin wandered around the empty orphanage and could tell that even if it was filled with children, the atmosphere would be gloomy and depressing.

Calvin walked up the stone stairs, turned a corner on the landing of the third floor, and stopped at the door of the first room in a long corridor.He could feel that Voldemort was here.

Calvin pushed the door open. It was an empty cabin with no decoration, only an old wardrobe and an iron bed.A tall, thin old man was sitting on an iron bed reading a book, with his legs awkwardly stretched out in front of him, looking very funny.

The old man raised his head, allowing Calvin to see his face clearly. Although his face was covered with wrinkles, he could still tell that he was handsome when he was young. It was completely different from the snake face Calvin saw last time.

"Is this what Voldemort looks like with a nose?" Calvin said secretly.

When Voldemort saw Calvin, his expression first became ferocious, and then he looked like he was thinking about it, and looked back at the children's fairy tale in his hand.

Calvin pulled a stiff wooden chair across from Voldemort so that the two of them looked like a hospital patient and a visitor.

"Cape," Voldemort's voice contained no emotion, "You have locked me up here, why do you still come to see me? Are you here to humiliate me?"

"No, I'm not interested in humiliating others," Calvin put his chin in his hand and propped it on his lap, "I'm here to study you."

"Research?" Voldemort raised his head, with a sneer on his old face, "Is it like a 'doctor'? Do you still want to check me?"

"You're right, I want to give you a good check." Calvin nodded.

"Then come." Voldemort opened his arms and threw the fairy tale book aside.

"I'm not that easily fooled, Tom, especially not when you've already taken action."

"Calvin, you are still as timid as when I invited you before."

Calvin shook his head: "As a Slytherin, I prefer to call it caution."

Voldemort snorted disdainfully and said in confusion: "Calvin, although I don't appreciate Gryffindor's stupid recklessness, but you know, studying magic is not possible without a little courage."

Calvin ignored Voldemort's temptation and asked, "Voldemort, what state are you in now?"

Voldemort crossed his arms on his chest in a defensive posture, "I would like to ask you, Calvin, you are amazing, you can capture my soul and make me continue to feel hopeless and depressed. Even Dumbledore couldn't do it.

Let me out. As long as we work together, Dumbledore will have nothing to fear.Come on, let me go. I don't want to be here anymore. This reminds me of the orphanage when I was a child. "

Calvin sighed slightly. Although this half-finished product did make Voldemort feel despair and frustration, it also gave him the most precious thing - hope.

Calvin decided to pretend to be impressed by him and wanted to test how deep Voldemort's research on magic was.

"Voldemort, you were brought to Hogwarts by Dumbledore. How could you say such ridiculous remarks?" Calvin raised his eyebrows. "How many times have you been stopped by Dumbledore, and yet you still want to challenge him?" Him. Should I call you stupid or reckless?"

Voldemort trembled violently, and there were faint magic fluctuations all over his body, which surprised Calvin.Then the tone of the entire room became a little darker, suppressing Voldemort's magic fluctuations.

"You don't understand, Calvin," Voldemort deliberately lowered his excited voice, "You have no idea whose inheritance I got!"

"That's great, Salazar Slytherin!"

"He is the greatest of the Big Four! However, future generations always judge him superficially based on his appearance, and fabricate his experiences to discredit him."

"Oh~" Calvin nodded slightly. He could see that Voldemort's evaluation of Slytherin came completely from his heart.

"Voldemort, as far as I know, a lot of Slytherin's research was bloody and cruel, which seriously affected his mind." Calvin learned a lot about the early days of the school from Barrow.

"But his research has broadened the path of magic! His achievements in bloodline research are unrivaled, and there is only a small price to pay for this!"

Voldemort became excited again, and a thunder exploded outside the window, interrupting Voldemort's rising mood.This shows that the core runes of the mirror still play a role.

"Those bloody and cruel studies, are they just the price?" Calvin narrowed his eyes and looked at Voldemort.

Voldemort grinned: "Calvin, you can't be so naive... every change in the wizarding world is not full of bloodshed and sacrifice. Think of the Goblin Rebellion, think of the implementation of the Statute of Secrecy."

"Okay, even if what you say makes sense," Calvin shrugged, "but Slytherin has been a wizard for 1000 years, so how can his magic travel through thousands of years and defeat Dumbledore?"

"That's you, you haven't seen it with your own eyes! Once you see it with your own eyes, you will understand the greatness of Salazar Slytherin."

"Then prove it to me..." Calvin changed his position and stared at Voldemort sitting on the iron bed.

Voldemort's face kept twitching, and he didn't know whether he should tell Calvin about the great magic he learned from Slytherin.

"I can only tell you this..." Voldemort said hoarsely, "I can't completely trust you yet."

"I'm all ears, but I won't completely trust you."

In this way, Voldemort revealed to Calvin a mystery shrouded in the truth of magic.

Just a few words from Voldemort made Calvin fascinated, and he had the idea of ​​​​following in the footsteps of Slytherin.This is not black magic, this is the powerful personal charm of the legendary wizard from thousands of years ago.

After listening to Voldemort's story, Calvin calmly unveiled the world in the mirror. He needed to reorganize his views on the origin of magic.