Hogwarts's Master of Mind

On Monday, the first class for students returning to school was Professor Flitwick's Charms class.

"Come, raise your wands and repeat after me, clear water like a spring."

Professor Flitwick stood on top of the books, instructing the students on spells and wand swings.

Aiden flicked the stick lightly, and water flowed out from the tip of the stick. Then he controlled the water to draw a small flower in the air.

Sitting opposite him, Seamus was still immersed in last night's Apparition lesson, waving his wand vigorously.

The result was that the water flow was like a high-pressure water gun, which hit the ceiling and reflected and knocked down Professor Flitwick.

Aiden waved his magic wand, and a hexagonal crystal shield appeared. The two roommates cleverly hid behind him.

The gushing flood was blocked outside by the shield, but the other little wizards were not so lucky.

"Stop and put away your wand, Mr. Finnigan." Professor Flitwick got up from the ground angrily.

Using a spell to dry his clothes, Professor Flitwick came to Seamus.

"As punishment, you will copy the sentence. I am a wizard, not a curly-haired baboon waving a magic wand. Copy until the end of get out of class."

Professor Flitwick handed out the punishment and then glanced at the other young wizards, who were all terrified.

After class, Edmund and Aiden were fighting over Aiden's notes. After Aiden realized that Harry had taken his little toy, he kept his eye on his sweetheart, Draco.

Aiden didn't pay much attention to Harry. He just had dinner early and went to the principal's office to prepare for Harry's class.

As night fell, Harry fell into a dream.

He felt himself falling and finally crashed onto a conference table.

"Welcome." Aiden put his legs on the conference table.

He waved his hand, and Harry felt dizzy.

Then he sat down next to Aiden.

"Stop, this feels a bit bad." Harry reached out to stop him.

"Oh, sorry." Aiden snapped his fingers and a glass of lemonade appeared next to Harry.

Harry picked it up and drank it all, and then felt his tail end relieved a lot.

"Anyway, let's start our lesson today." Aiden looked at Harry.

Harry didn't reply, just nodded at him.

Aiden stretched out his hand and tapped on the table three times. A cloud of mist enveloped the two of them and took them back to Hogwarts decades ago.

The first memory is from Dumbledore's perspective, with Harry seeing Tom from the last time he was in the orphanage.

At this time, he was already wearing a wizard robe, and his handsome appearance made many young wizards focus their attention on him.

Tom himself seemed to enjoy this sight very much, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He walked up as Professor McGonagall called his name with the parchment and the Sorting Hat yelled Slytherin before it even touched Tom's head.

Harry then witnessed Voldemort's school life.

As a student, he was law-abiding, polite, and had a talent for magic far beyond that of an ordinary person. Combined with his extraordinary appearance, he won the love of almost all the teachers.

"He looks a bit like you?" Harry looked back in confusion.

Aiden looked at him with a 'kind' face.

"Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything." Harry admitted defeat decisively.

However, the Dumbledore in our vision has gone through so many ups and downs, and he has gained the magic of love by controlling the power of rebellion and resentment.

It is natural to discover that this boy named Tom Riddle does not have even a trace of love in his heart.

Therefore, he was extremely wary of the boy. Tom also noticed Dumbledore's observation and distanced himself from him.

Then, the style of the picture changed, the good student Tom disappeared, and the bad boy Tom came on line.

He used various means of coercion and inducement to gather a group of friends who were cruel by nature, who wanted to cling to the powerful, or who begged for his protection.

Harry saw a flash of platinum in the crowd, and then he looked back at Aiden.

"That's Draco's father..."

"Yes, it's his grandfather." Aiden interrupted decisively.

"Oh, so Voldemort is already very old?" Harry always found strange points.

Although the gang formed by Tom did not dare to do evil openly in school, they did a lot of things such as bullying and harming small animals.

The biggest event was undoubtedly releasing the basilisk to kill Myrtle.

This action angered the school, and Aiden deliberately let Harry see himself clearly while he was sleeping in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Harry's eyes widened, but when he saw Aiden's calm face, he swallowed his question.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, a huge castle rose up, actively cutting off the protection of Tom.

From then on, Tom, who lost the protection of his mental defense network, went deeper and deeper into the study of black magic, and his mind was corroded and riddled with holes.

The memory faded like ink, and Harry leaned back in his chair and exhaled deeply.

"So, have you found his weakness?" Aiden fiddled with his wand.

"I discovered that he was arrogant and contemptuous... This was his consistent weakness. He always subconsciously ignored it, or he had never opened his eyes to see the power of the weak."

Harry thought about the several times Voldemort had failed as a student, all of them at the hands of the very things he despised the most.

This indirectly led to him no longer being able to enjoy the protection of the castle, and he went down the wrong path of spiritual depravity, never to return.

"That..." Harry wanted to ask about the sea of ​​consciousness, but Aiden didn't give him a chance.

"Very good, next is the second memory."

Aiden snapped his fingers again, and the ink enveloped the two men once again.

Sixteen-year-old Tom becomes obsessed with his own life experience after a Slug Club meeting.

After some investigation, Tom came to the village of Little Hangleton where his parents once lived.

Here he met his uncle Morfin Gaunt, and it was obvious that this memory came from Morfin Gaunt.

After old Marvolo Gaunt was released from prison, he fell ill and died not long after as no one took care of him.

Afterwards, after Morfin Gaunt was released from prison, he lived alone in the Gaunt old house.

"Who are you!" Morfin Gaunt looked coldly at Tom who broke into the Gaunt old house, speaking in snake language.

"I'm Tom Marvolo Riddle!" Tom introduced himself to his uncle.

"It's you, you're the bastard born from Merope and that dirty mudblood!"

Morfin Gaunt angered Tom as soon as he opened his mouth, and was then controlled by him with a Persuasion Curse.

Tom learned from Morfin Gaunt about the greatness and glory of his bloodline, and a crazy and evil plan emerged in his mind.

He took the messy remains he had taken from the school, as well as his uncle's wand, and headed for Riddle Manor.

Inside the manor, he sacrificed his grandfather, father, and stepmother, using their lives to construct a ritual to bury the remains of the chaos at Riddle Manor.

This ritual, combined with his person, made his real name have the effect of a curse.