Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 62 Voldemort: I have a bold idea!

The strange fragrance wafted in the principal's office, and Voldemort, who stepped into the room, only took a sip, and felt that he was much more energetic.

"what is this?"

Voldemort asked curiously, and at the same time glanced at Professor McGonagall who was not far away.

"A refreshing potion. Snape said that I am no longer suitable for drinking more refreshing potions, so I changed to this." Dumbledore said, rubbing his temples.

"Sorry principal, it must be because of the directors, are they still looking for trouble with you? If not..."

Before Voldemort could finish his sentence, Dumbledore interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"I can handle this problem well, but the problem is more than that." After he finished speaking, he waved his hand again, "Don't talk about this, talk about your thoughts, what kind of level do you want to design?"

"Troll, Headmaster."

Voldemort didn't bother with the previous question, and gave the answer directly - this is the book, and this is a standard answer.

"Troll?" Professor McGonagall expressed surprise, she had no idea that Voldemort would choose this way.

"Why?" Dumbledore asked.

"I think there should be fewer professors who choose physical attacks, and the trolls will be very sudden." Voldemort shrugged and gave a reason that was made up.

He couldn't quite figure out what the point of having a weakened version of a troll that a first-year student could defeat, but if it was a question of brainless Quirrell, and Old Bee, he must have been involved.

"It's a good choice, both in terms of strength and image." Dumbledore nodded, approving the decision.

Professor McGonagall did not object either. She showed Dumbledore's unique trust in her here. Seeing that he did not object, Voldemort felt that the matter was almost done.

However, he had a different idea.

"actually……"

Voldemort spoke, attracting the attention of the two of them again, "I have a bold idea."

Both of them looked at him curiously, and Dumbledore even stretched out his hand, signaling him to speak out boldly.

"I want to get a dementor."

Voldemort said his thoughts, Professor McGonagall, who was not surprised, widened his eyes, and Dumbledore was also very surprised.

"Tell me your reasons," said Dumbledore.

"No, principal, that won't work." McGonagall immediately stopped, "You know, they will go in, and they can't deal with it..."

"Don't be impatient, McGonagall, listen to what Quirrell thinks first." Dumbledore looked at Quirrell after appeasing Professor McGonagall.

"I met those people at Gringotts, and I suppose it's them you're guarding against, aren't you, Headmaster?" asked Voldemort.

Dumbledore nodded, but said nothing.

"During that battle, they used the Unforgivable Curse on Hagrid..."

Voldemort saw Professor McGonagall frowning, but he didn't stop, but continued, "And most people who are good at the dark arts are not good at the Patronus Charm, so..."

"You're right." Dumbledore agreed.

"Principal~~" Professor McGonagall expressed his dissatisfaction.

Dumbledore waved to her, signaling her not to worry.

"As good as you say, I can't do that."

Dumbledore explained, "Letting them into schools, especially castles...is too dangerous, and that kind of life, the impact on children is too great."

Voldemort frowned. Dumbledore was right. If a Dementor entered the castle, it would be difficult to guarantee that it would not suck the happiness of the students.

"Then why not enter the castle?" Voldemort asked again.

Dumbledore looked at Voldemort in surprise, not understanding what he meant.

"Cough cough."

Voldemort coughed twice, and expressed his true thoughts, "Trolls are still used on the fourth floor, but the Maple Leaf training ground..."

"Qiluo, we are not discussing the Maple Leafs training ground." Professor McGonagall said angrily, "You really still remember the previous proposal, but as I said, it is too dangerous."

Voldemort shrugged helplessly, and looked at Dumbledore for help.

"As Professor McGonagall said, that's too dangerous." Dumbledore clearly supported Professor McGonagall, but he still left a possibility, "You can talk about your reasons and try to convince me."

"Principal~~~" Professor McGonagall reminded Gao Sheng again, she was obviously dissatisfied with the following words of the principal.

"McGonagall, we need to listen to different opinions. Maybe Quirrell has a necessary reason." After he finished speaking, he motioned for Voldemort to continue.

"There are many reasons. At first, I just wanted to find a strong enough enemy for the five-six-seventh year, otherwise the meaning of the training ground would be gone."

Dumbledore nodded, but the look on his face told Voldemort that was not enough reason.

"Later, when I was working on the lesson plans, I found that the students didn't know many powerful spells. None of them in the six or seven years old could use the Patronus Charm. They were too weak."

Dumbledore nodded again, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Having real dementors should stimulate their desire to learn, and they need motivation." After Voldemort finished speaking, he looked at Dumbledore.

"Very good, but not enough." Dumbledore said unquestionably, "I cannot put the children in danger for such a reason."

Voldemort frowned, and said again: "There is also the reason of the dementor itself."

"Tell me," said Dumbledore.

"They can't reproduce, but they can divide by absorbing happiness, and as far as I know, there is no way to kill them, so the number will increase..."

Before Voldemort could finish, Dumbledore interrupted him.

"Don't worry, the number of dementors is well controlled, and the conditions for splitting are not easy to achieve, so there is no need to worry about the future." Dumbledore directly denied Voldemort's idea.

In this regard, Voldemort could only nod helplessly to accept - his idea of ​​entering Azkaban in a fair manner was shattered, but he did not dare to express too much disappointment.

"Maybe it's necessary." Professor McGonagall said suddenly, causing the other two to look at her.

"You changed your mind? I'm curious about the reason." Dumbledore's body language was a bit exaggerated, which looked very funny.

Professor McGonagall gave him a dissatisfied look, which she rarely had.

If I hadn't known about Lao Deng's hobbies, I would have suspected that you were having an affair... Voldemort thought unscrupulously.

"You said that person is still alive, right? If he does come back, the dementors are likely to join him. At that time, the number of dementors will be difficult to control." Professor McGonagall said seriously.

Voldemort made a frown aside - in fact, he didn't know how to play it.

surprise?

Or show fear?
In short, it feels like nothing is right, so he looks a little stunned, but he is not completely dull...

Sure enough, Dumbledore glanced at Voldemort. Old Deng didn't seem to see anything in his complicated expression—it was too complicated, and Lao Deng, who had a headache, didn't want to guess.

"In this way, it is indeed necessary to strengthen children's abilities in this area..."

He spoke slowly, then rubbed his temples with a headache, and it seemed that another problem began to bother him.

　Author: I have a bold idea, I recommend going all the way, and Sanjiang strongly pushes it to the shelves...Let the dream fly~~~
　　


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