Comprehensive HP on the Possibility of Dual Cultivation of Magic and Martial Arts

July and August are the busiest time for the faculty and staff of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. In addition to the teaching tools for the new semester, they also need to send admission notices according to the enrollment list.If you meet a little wizard from a Muggle family, you have to pay a visit and take the new students to Diagon Alley to buy the necessary supplies for school.

For Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Witchcraft, although he is busy, everything is fine. alright.

Taking advantage of Dumbledore's absence, Voldemort sat in the headmaster's office and looked around. Then he noticed the mirror on the side. The mirror was as high as the ceiling, with a golden frame, and two claw-shaped feet underneath.The top of the mirror is engraved with the talisman "Erisedstraehruoytubecafruoytonwohsi" (Erisedstraehruoyte Ubikafruoytonwohsi).He approached the mirror slowly.

He saw in the mirror that he had received eternal life, that all bowed down to him, and that he made everyone fear him by standing on a high ground.But at last he saw a familiar little girl standing behind him in the mirror and smiled at him, and when she handed him a pair of woolen socks, Voldemort's pupils shrank suddenly.

"It's hard to believe you're interested in the Mirror of Erised! Would you like a cup of honey tea, Tom?" Voldemort turned sharply to see Dumbledore sitting behind his desk pouring tea from a teapot.

"The Mirror of Erised?"

"Yes, I suppose you know its magic by now? The happiest man in the world can use the Mirror of Erised as an ordinary mirror. However, this mirror can neither teach us nor tell us the truth .People spend their days in front of it, obsessed with what they see, even driven crazy because they don't know if everything in the mirror is real and possible."

"What do you want to say?" Voldemort asked impatiently.

"Hmm... have you been disfigured recently?"

"None of your business!" Voldemort turned to look at the Mirror of Erised. "What did you mean by that?"

"Turn the talisman upside down and you will understand! It shows nothing more or less than the deepest, most desperate desire of four hearts. (What I show is not your face, but the desire in your heart.) Let me be curious, what do you see? You look... very surprise?"

"Desperate?" Voldemort changed the subject. "Let's get down to business."

"Well, you still want to apply for Defense Against the Dark Arts this time, don't you?" Dumbledore pushed his glasses.Recently, he can't understand Voldemort's actions. He no longer suppresses the neutrals and oppositions as hard as he can, and he doesn't hold on to the issue of blood.For this change, he himself said whether it is good or bad.He knew who Voldemort was, he was not someone who gave up and changed so easily.So he has been worried that Voldemort will become the next Grindelwald. "I still say the same thing. If you don't understand 'love is the greatest magic', then I can only refuse you. After all, I have to be responsible to the students. And I have found a suitable teacher."

"Then we have nothing to talk about." When Voldemort was about to get up and leave, a name in the admissions list spread out on the desk caught his attention-Milkoda Mu Williams.

"What's the matter? Is there a problem?" Dumbledore asked curiously, noticing that Voldemort was staring at the enrollment list.Is there anyone among this year's freshmen who caught Voldemort's attention?

"Nothing? I'll go first. But you will regret rejecting me." Voldemort straightened his collar and turned to leave.

"Tom." Dumbledore called to stop Voldemort, "I'm still wondering what you saw in the mirror just now?"

"You are so powerful, guess what!" Voldemort left without looking back.

That little bastard is 11 years old, Voldemort sighed.