Chapter 751 Voldemort's Request

"Fix doesn't like this story, meow..."

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After Maomao returned to the principal's office, he did not immediately pour new memories into the pensieve, but frowned and said.

The final encounter of the house elf Hooch also made Fish feel unhappy. He suddenly felt that it was necessary for Hermione to enter the Ministry of Magic because the people in that place were so annoying.

However, Fish's mood always recovered quickly, so after a moment, he picked up the crystal bottle with Dumbledore's name on it and poured the memories inside into the pensieve.

"Huh? Albus? When did you come back?"

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After a moment of spinning, Fish fell back into the principal's room, and then he saw Dumbledore sitting behind the desk.

But Fish quickly realized that the Dumbledore in front of him was not the real person, but the image in the bottle of memory.

Because although this office is almost exactly the same as before, it is snowing outside and it is night. Light blue snowflakes drifted past the window in the darkness and piled up on the windowsill outside.

In addition, as long as you look carefully, you can find that the Dumbledore in front of you looks slightly younger, and his right index finger is intact. The most important thing is that Fish can't feel his life breath at all.

Hermione and the others were stunned for a moment after entering the memory, and then they realized that they were in the memory.

Although the younger Dumbledore was looking down at the documents, he would turn his head and glance at the closed oak door every once in a while. It was obvious that he was waiting for something.

Sure enough, after a while there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Dumbledore put down the documents in his hand and said to the visitor outside the door.

The door was pushed open and Voldemort walked in.

In fact, this did not surprise Harry and the others. What really surprised them was Voldemort's appearance.

At this time, his face had undergone obvious changes. He was no longer handsome, as if he had been burned, and his facial features were blurred, like wax, and weirdly distorted.

The whites of his eyes were now as scarlet as if they were filled with blood, but the pupils were not two slits like snakes. He was draped in a long black cloak, and his face was as white as the snowflakes on his shoulders.

Dumbledore behind the table did not show any surprise. He seemed to have known for a long time that Voldemort was coming and understood the changes that had occurred in him.

"Good evening, Tom," Dumbledore said easily, "Take a seat."

Along with simple greetings, the two began a conversation that sounded very boring to Feishi. After listening to it for a while, Maomao began to yawn...

And I don’t know if it was because he had communicated with Riddle in the diary. Fish always felt that what the two of them said was not just on the surface, but had a deeper meaning.

only……

Feixu didn't bother to analyze what riddles these two guys were playing!

Should Dumbledore be the headmaster or the Minister of Magic? Should he be called Tom Riddle or Voldemort? Are the Death Eaters servants or friends of Voldemort?

None of the cats are interested!

These boring things are not as interesting as Voldemort's relationship with that chubby old lady before!

Fei Xu looked at the two people impatiently. After Luo Liba said a lot of incomprehensible words, things finally changed a little.

When Dumbledore rejected Voldemort's request to teach at Hogwarts, he immediately stood up with a scowl on his face.

"Is this your final decision?" Voldemort narrowed his scarlet eyes and asked in a cold voice.

"Yes." Dumbledore also stood up.

"Then we have nothing to talk about." Voldemort moved his hand to the pocket where his wand was.

"Fight! Fight!"

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Feishu, who was originally drowsy, suddenly became energetic. He jumped up and down excitedly and urged the two of them loudly.

However, the next development of the matter made Maomao very disappointed. In the end, Voldemort only pressed his hand on his pocket and did not take out the wand.

Dumbledore obviously had no intention of fighting Voldemort. He didn't even make a move to hold his wand.

"The time for me to scare you with a burning wardrobe and force you to atone for your sins has long passed." There was deep sadness on his face, and he slowed down his tone to Voldemort for the first time and said: "But I hope, Tom... I wish……"

But Voldemort was unmoved at all. He looked at Dumbledore indifferently. After the two were in a stalemate for a while, Voldemort sneered, then turned and walked out of the principal's office, and slammed the door. Oak door.

"Ugh! It turns out that Voldemort is already a coward at this time! Albus clearly didn't have much will to fight at that time, but even now he doesn't dare to take action, meow!"

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Fish stared at the closed oak door with dissatisfaction, expressing his sincere contempt for Voldemort who left through the thick door panel.

After Voldemort left, Dumbledore slumped back into his chair and sighed heavily.

The memory ends here, and what follows is the familiar darkness, the familiar lift-off, and the familiar spinning of the earth.

When Fish and the others returned to the principal's office, they stood in almost the same place as before, but there was no snow falling on the windowsill in the principal's office in the real world, and the sun was shining brightly outside the window, which was a rare good weather.

"Fish was fooled by Albus again!"

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As soon as the cat came out, it complained angrily: "The two memories he left behind are not fun at all meow!"

Unlike the heartless cat, Hermione, Harry and Ron had a lot to discuss about these two memories. They were talking in low voices while pulling Fish to the headmaster's room together.

"The You-Know-Who wants to teach at Hogwarts, probably for the sword of Gryffindor, right?" Ron said with a look of relief, "Thanks to Dumbledore for rejecting him, otherwise our college's treasures would also be in trouble... But those Defense Against the Dark Arts professors are unlucky! I dare say that from the moment the You-Know-Who was rejected, he cursed this position."

"Not only the sword," Hermione added, "but also Ouroboros, he didn't take the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets away at the beginning."

"Hehehe~"

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The cat proudly raised its head and tail, "Now even if Voldemort wants to take Ouroboros away, it is absolutely impossible! Ouroboros has broken free from the contract with Voldemort!"

As for how the basilisk broke free from the contract... Ouroboros himself didn't know.

Anyway, one day, Ouroboros suddenly found that he could disobey Voldemort's orders, but because of his Slytherin blood, Ouroboros couldn't hurt him.

But this was nothing to Fish, he didn't want Ouroboros to come and snatch his "prey"!

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Recommendation ticket monthly ticket

The red and swollen gums developed into oral ulcers... Then I planned to get some vitamin C. I remembered that a large bottle of that thing cost only a few yuan, so I just found a nearby pharmacy.

As a result, I went in and saw that a bottle cost more than 100 yuan, and the cheaper ones cost 50 or 60 yuan, and they were much smaller bottles...

This was too different from the price of vitamin C in my impression, so I didn't buy it. Later, I went to the community hospital and the price was normal this time, 10 yuan a bottle... This is still a chewable tablet. If it is swallowed, it is cheaper, 3 or 4 yuan a bottle...

I was curious and went to JD.com and Taobao to search, and found that there are quite a lot of vitamin Cs that cost tens or hundreds of yuan, and even more than 200 and close to 300 yuan...

Then I asked a doctor friend what the difference is between the two. The answer is... basically there is no difference, but the more expensive one is made as a health product, which may taste a little better...

In the pet circle, it is more palatable.

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Thanks to Jiang Feng Li Huo for the reward.