Garfield of HP

Sirius returned to the dormitory, and Garfield followed. Another roommate of Sirius did not come back. Sirius calmly took out a towel from the bathroom to wipe his hair, and handed Garfield a cup of black tea, which made Garfield feel flattered.

: "Sirius, are you really alright?"

: "It's okay... I'm fine."

Garfield asked cautiously: "Don't you want to change the academy?"

Sirius glared at Garfield, but without malice.

: "Yeah, I still hate Slytherin house, but I don't want to admit it... I'm starting to have to accept it."

: "We can find Dumbledore together, he will help you change schools!"

Sirius smiled, with a false smile like that of a nobleman, and looked at Garfield calmly: "I know it's possible, but I can't do it."

This sentence made Garfield very puzzled, Sirius was not willing?Why not change, in the only impression he has of him, he doesn't look like this, let alone laugh like this, Garfield is starting to worry that Sirius hasn't hit a rock in his head, right?

: "Siris, do you feel some pain in your head, why don't we go to the infirmary?"

Garfield's big green eyes looked at Sirius worriedly, making Sirius lose his success in a second.

An angry Sirius yelled at Garfield, "I—did—did—"

After speaking, Sirius calmed down again, and took away the black tea Garfield was about to drink.

Said: "I do this for a reason. Anyway, I will rely on my own efforts to leave the control of the family. I don't know how to tell you. Anyway, you won't understand what I say."

: "Family? Didn't you leave Slytherin?" Garfield was shocked!When did they talk about family? !Also, what family? !

Sirius became a little annoyed and said angrily, "Leave me alone!"

In fact, he just wants to escape the control of the family, no matter where he escapes, as long as he can find a place where he can take a breath, and Gryffindor is the place the family hates the most, so he wants to choose This academy, and the founder of this academy, Gryffindor, is a brave hero, so...so...he always wanted to enter this academy.

But he also thinks clearly, although he wants to get rid of the family, he doesn't want to be completely separated from the family. Maybe one day he will give up everything completely and pursue what he wants, but he is still hesitating...

Sirius thought of the culprit who made him so hesitant—Garfield, and angrily pushed Garfield out of the door.

bump--

The door was mercilessly closed in front of Garfield, and the confused Garfield was still thinking about his cup of black tea, well, if there is no black tea, let's find some snacks, and lunch is about to start, probably Snape is still waiting is it~

And at this time in the principal's room...

It was a mess, the cups were smashed to the ground, and the candies on the ground showed that their encounters were not sweet.

Dumbledore had stood up angrily to confront him, but the man with black hair and red eyes sitting in front of Dumbledore was very happy. At least he made this known as the greatest white wizard and the enemy he had always hated feel happy. There was nothing he could do, he could only sulk like an old man here, at least at this moment Riddle just wanted to laugh out loud, to mock this old man.right.hand.

: "You know, Dumbledore."

Dumbledore immediately interrupted him: "You can't do that!"

: "It's good for us wizards, you know."

Dumbledore said with a sullen face, in an extremely angry and serious tone: "Do you know what the consequences of this will be! You will expose wizards to the entire Muggle world."

Riddle glanced at Dumbledore, twitched the corner of his mouth, and laughed so that it was a mockery.

: "Then the Muggle world will be in the hands of wizards, or it will be in my hands."

Riddle's ambitions can be seen at a glance, but Dumbledore has to admit that if this continues, he will really get what he wants.

Dumbledore looked sharply into Voldemort's eyes, but said in a nostalgic tone: "Tom, you shouldn't have done this, let it go, there is still time."

As soon as Riddle heard this name, his face turned hideous: "Don't call me by that name! I'm Voldemort now, don't try to fool me with your usual tricks, I'm not one of your group who will go for you if you give me some sugar Dead stupid lion!"

: "But you know that it is impossible for wizards alone to control so many Muggles, and there are many wizards born in the Muggle world."

Riddle snorted and said, "You mean the Mudbloods and their poor Muggle family, but I don't have them in my plan."

:"you!"

Dumbledore was very angry, but he restrained his emotions in an instant, and said, "In that case, countless people will die, so what good will it do you!"

: "Are you saying that those weak mudblood wizards, or those low-level existences like ants are human beings."

Riddle raised his eyes and glanced at Dumbledore. Dumbledore actually didn't care much about those Muggles, but he mourned in an unwavering tone, as if a higher creature showed pity for a weaker creature. When his puppy died, he and Dumbledore were the same people, but he chose to destroy, and Dumbledore chose to protect.

Dumbledore couldn't persuade Riddle, and said, "Don't you know that Muggles are getting stronger and stronger, and even some weapon wizards are impossible to resist."

Riddle looked at Dumbledore indifferently, but said another thing: "Obliviate (forget nothing), Legilimens (legilimens), PolyjuicePotion (polyjuice potion), oh... and the contract, especially It's a bond of slavery."

Riddle smiled evilly, and his red eyes were full of crazy tyranny: "Didn't those ancient wizards also cast a slave spell on the so-called house elves, making them turn their hatred into servility for life, and make them do it for them forever? They serve wizards, but it seems that their descendants are quite satisfied with this kind of life, and the name of their family seems to have been forgotten by the people, so it turned out that they were called goblins."

Dumbledore looked complicated, and Riddle went on to say: "Dumbledore, don't you also happily enslave this race?! Then why stop me? It's better to let me think about using that method, But... No matter how you think about it, the slave contract is the most suitable, let the Muggle world become the slaves of wizards, isn't it good?"

Dumbledore paused and said firmly, "I won't let you succeed."

: "And how many do you want to kill to be satisfied? Do you really think you can control the entire world of wizards and Muggles!"

Riddle shook his head, leaned into Dumbledore's ear and said, "Why would I want to kill all Muggles? That's just some pure-blood wizards who want to do this. Although I have thought about it, but let all Muggles become My slave, tormented by me, attracts me even more."

Just when Dumbledore raised his hand to hit Riddle, Riddle immediately backed away and said, "Dumbledore, you are old—"

: "And I don't need to kill all the Muggles, maybe I will kill some of the weak Muggles and leave the good Muggles to serve me and become my slaves!"

Riddle looked indifferently at Dumbledore who was shaking and said: "Admit defeat, Dumbledore, I might leave your stupid lions alive, give you a better prison to spend your old age, or send you Go to Nurmengard Prison and see your poor old lover, Gellert Grindelwald."

Dumbledore calmed down quickly, looked at Riddle rationally, and said, "You don't have love for this world, you won't understand, I will never let you do this!"

: "Oh, then I'll wait and see if you can send me in like sending an old lover to prison." Riddle laughed loudly, extremely arrogant, and then used Apparition to leave Hogwarts Castle.

Dumbledore remained in the room without saying a word for a long time, Phoenix Fawkes stood on Dumbledore's shoulder comfortingly, and Dumbledore, with tears in his eyes, pulled out an old photo from the drawer—it was them When they were still young, time stayed at the best time, they didn't disagree, and Ariana didn't die.

It's a pity... everything has changed now, the child who inherits his title is just a paranoid lunatic who is smart enough, and he will definitely stop that child, it's also his fault...

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