Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 525 Death is Him
"It's getting dark, Tom, and we'll wait until the dinner table to talk about whatever problems there are."

"Dumbledore" said, and got up first to pick up his robe coat.

Voldemort looked at the other party suspiciously. This topic was only halfway through, why did he leave?
Such an important matter, there is no need to delay because of one thing, right?
Perhaps sensing Voldemort's doubts, "Dumbledore" who was tidying up his clothes suddenly showed a gentle smile.

"I must be home on time, Voldemort, or Gellert will be angry."

The words of "Dumbledore" were tantamount to a spell, which directly nailed Voldemort in place.

"Take my hand, Tom, I need your phantom entourage to follow me."

Under the urging of "Dumbledore", Voldemort put aside distracting thoughts and grabbed the opponent's arm.

After a short period of dizziness, the two appeared in the living room of a villa. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, there was a turquoise lake surrounded by dark green forests.

The scorching sun did not enter the living room, and a long shed outside the floor-to-ceiling windows blocked the light.

"Lake Peyto, very beautiful, isn't it?" "Dumbledore" said to Voldemort.

"This is North America?" Voldemort asked puzzled.

He didn't feel the fluctuation of intercontinental Apparition just now, but judging from the time difference and address, "Dumbledore" did perform Intercontinental Apparition.

"Of course, this is where we eat, and Gellert likes it here."

As soon as "Dumbledore" finished speaking, Grindelwald's figure came out of the restaurant.

"Tom, aren't you in Australia?"

Grindelwald looked at Voldemort in surprise, and then blamed himself, "Damn it, I don't make enough cheese, wait a minute."

He turned back to the kitchen as he spoke, and "Dumbledore" smiled and winked at Voldemort, looking happy that Grindelwald was being tricked.

"No, you're not Tom."

Soon Grindelwald came out of the kitchen again. He looked at Voldemort carefully for a moment, then turned his head to look at "Dumbledore", "He is that person, isn't he?"

"Dumbledore" nodded, acknowledging Grindelwald's guess.

"Oh, my God, why has he changed so much, wait..."

Grindelwald suddenly stopped talking after being surprised, looked at Voldemort carefully again for a moment and said, "It's the earlier Him, right?"

"Yes." "Dumbledore" admitted again.

Voldemort frowned when he heard that, he looked at Grindelwald suspiciously and asked, "He? Who is He?"

"who is it?"

Grindelwald was very surprised, "Death, who else but him?"

Voldemort looked at Grindelwald in shock, and Grindelwald took it for granted.

"He, that person, Death, is it me?" Voldemort asked uncertainly.

Grindelwald nodded, but didn't explain anything, but turned directly into the kitchen.

It seemed that he was going to prepare cheese, and Voldemort could only look at "Dumbledore", waiting for his explanation.

"What do you think the essence of magic is?"

"Dumbledore" did not clear his doubts, but asked a question.

Voldemort was not in a hurry, he knew that since he came, the person in front of him would definitely give him an explanation.

And since the other party raised the question, it must be related to this.

So he thought for a moment, and gave an answer: "The language of the world is a way to mobilize the essential power of the world."

"A very good answer. Although it is not the first time I heard it, it still surprises me."

"Dumbledore" nodded slowly, and then asked, "Since this language can affect the essence of the world, what is the wizard who can mobilize the essence of the world?"

This question is very broad, Voldemort thought for a long time, but failed to give an accurate definition.

"What I said was too broad. To put it another way, Tom, what do you think the group of wizards represents compared to humans?"

As soon as "Dumbledore" raised this question, he hurriedly added, "Give up your arrogance, Tom, let's only discuss the essence."

"Essence?"

Voldemort murmured, thinking for a moment, "Compared to the entire human race, the group of wizards represents explorers who pursue the essence of the world."

"Very correct, Tom, we are explorers and pioneers, so what is our end?" "Dumbledore" asked.

"The end is eternal life for me." Voldemort replied without hesitation.

"Be more broad." "Dumbledore" said encouragingly.

"Power?" Voldemort asked tentatively.

"Dumbledore" smiled, he shook his head and said, "Whether it's immortality or power, in essence, it's the sublimation of life.

"In other words, our quest is evolution."

"Evolution?" Voldemort repeated the answer somewhat unexpectedly.

"Yes, valid, correct evolution."

"Dumbledore" nodded, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Grindelwald.

He served dinner to the two of them, and sat beside him with one.

The three started eating, and Voldemort wanted to continue talking, but was stopped by "Dumbledore".

"After dinner, Tom, we still have time."

Seeing this, Voldemort was no longer in a hurry, and quietly used this temporary body to taste Grindelwald's cooking skills.

I have to say that Grindelwald's craftsmanship is really good, at least Voldemort thinks it is delicious.

After the meal, "Dumbledore" didn't continue to have a long conversation with Voldemort here. He asked Grindelwald to leave and said goodbye, and then took Voldemort's apparition to another villa.

"Niagara Falls, I like to talk about things with people here. Seeing this magnificent sight can make me feel excited."

"Dumbledore" explained the reason for bringing him here, and then said, "How much do you know about the dimensions mentioned in Muggle's scientific civilization?"

"Dimensions?"

Voldemort thought for a moment and said, "The zero dimension is a point, the one dimension is a line, the two dimension is a surface, the three dimension is a surface with height, the fourth dimension is time, and the fifth dimension is the vertical axis of velocity..."

"All right, Tom, you know enough."

"Dumbledore" interrupted Voldemort, "As for the higher dimensions above the fourth dimension, that is the conjecture of Muggle scientists. In fact, it has nothing to do with us. We only need to know that there are higher dimensions above the three dimensions." can."

Voldemort nodded, waiting for the other party to continue to explain.

"Human groups live in three-dimensional space and are three-dimensional creatures. If we try to explain the purpose of the wizard's attempt in a scientific way, it must become a higher-dimensional creature."

Voldemort raised his eyebrows, he thought of his experience of going back to the past.

"You mean, become a four-dimensional being?" Voldemort asked.

"Yes and no."

"Dumbledore" shook his head and said, "Don't apply Muggle science to us, Tom, that will limit our imagination, and for magic, imagination is very important."

Voldemort nodded in amazement.

Indeed, if one insists on pursuing the pursuit of becoming a higher-dimensional creature in a scientific way, then it is restricting itself.

What's more, who said that life only enters the fourth dimension after leaping through three-dimensional creatures?

Perhaps, it may also directly enter a higher dimension.

(End of this chapter)