When HP is a professor dressed as Harry

After Harry and Dumbledore looked at each other knowingly, he fell down weakly clutching his chest, curled up on the ground, breathing more and more quickly.

——Snape's face changed slightly, he half-kneeled in front of Harry, his lips moved, and silently cast Restoration Curses on him one after another, although it didn't work at all.

Harry choked when he was about to speak, but he couldn't refuse his kindness, so he gave him a complicated look, re-prepared his emotions, fell to the ground and asked with difficulty:

"Why...you want to release the basilisk so much? Are you looking for... Voldemort?"

After all, Tom Riddle and his conversations are always going around in circles to find out about the Death Eaters and the Dark Lord.

"Harry, maybe you have thought that Voldemort was not born with that name." Dumbledore seemed to be hinting at something.

His piercing blue eyes stared at Tom behind half-moon spectacles.

"You mean—!" Harry couldn't believe it.

Dumbledore stared at the black-haired young man with some deep meaning in his eyes, and did not speak again.

——Tom Riddle gave himself a name, and he will indeed be the Voldemort who made the wizarding world change his mind.

But the Tom who is locked in the diary now looks like a teenager at most.

Is he the same Voldemort who escaped in his soul state half a year ago, or is he really only a teenager Riddle?

If it was the former, what price did he pay to be attached to the diary, and did he still look like a young man?If it is the latter, what method did he use to achieve this when he was a teenager?

Dumbledore already had a guess in his mind, but he still had a lot of doubts.

"Tom, have you given up on the Philosopher's Stone and changed to absorbing the life force of others?" Dumbledore asked calmly again,

"For me, a stone that can make people live forever is safer and more convenient than a student who will die at any time. If you need it, I can give it to you."

Dumbledore glanced at the weak Harry on the ground.

A flash of red flashed in Tom Riddle's eyes, but soon he calmed down again.

"This kind of pie-in-the-sky thing can't be compared to what I've got now. Especially when the words came out of your mouth, Dumbledore, it's even more unbelievable." He squinted his eyes half-believingly and asked,

"If there is such a stone, why haven't I heard any rumors before?"

A flash of relief flashed quickly in Dumbledore's eyes.

He figured it out.

Harry and Snape were also taken aback.

"..."

But Dumbledore's silence after being asked, in Tom Riddle's eyes, he was just cheating casually, and then told the truth.

After all, Tom Riddle is very proud of his profound knowledge.

There was a sudden silence in the room, and no one spoke anymore.

Tom Riddle glanced at Harry Potter who was dying on the ground, and the smile on his lips widened again.

Although it is not known why they stalled for time and did not attack, Tom Riddle was also happy to do so.

Harry Potter is dying, and he just needs to stall a little longer to have a physical body.The temptation was too great, and it was worth Tom Riddle's risk in front of Dumbledore.

"Harry Potter... as Dumbledore said, I'm not looking for Voldemort."

Tom Riddle narrowed his eyes and spoke again in order to delay the time, "I am Voldemort."

Seeing Harry Potter who lied to him for so many days—the person who ruined his future good things is now lying on the ground and dying, but there is nothing he can do about him, Tom Riddle feels happy in his heart, and he is also willing to let Harry mercifully Lippert figured it out before he died.

Tom Riddle raised his hand, and Harry's wand flew from his arms. He didn't resist at all, and it seemed that he didn't even have the strength to struggle.

Snape stopped immediately after reacting, but the wand still fell into Tom Riddle's hand.

His figure has basically solidified, and with a wave of his wand, a line of blood-red writing appeared in the air:

"Tom Marvolo Riddle."

Tom waved his wand again, and the letters changed: "IamLordVoldemort."

"Tom Marvolo Riddle" became "I am Voldemort"!

Both Snape and Harry's expressions sank.

"Now you know, Potter," said Tom cheerfully.He looked at his figure that was close to the real body calmly, and clenched the wand tightly.

"But what can you do to me?" His eyes turned to Dumbledore, and he was already secretly vigilant.

Harry's face paled even more.

That being said... Merlin's pants, what has he been talking to the Dark Lord these days!

"Then why didn't I stop you from draining Harry's life force, Tom?" Dumbledore still looked in no hurry, as steady as a rock.

He gave Harry another flat look.

"Isn't it because you can't do it?" Tom Riddle asked back.

"Of course it's because..." Dumbledore paused, and then the wand in Tom Riddle's hand suddenly struggled to fly out.

The power of that spell was astonishing, Tom Riddle was startled, his face darkened, and he clutched his wand tightly.

But at the next moment, Harry, who was "dying" next to him, suddenly pulled out the basilisk tooth from his arms with quick movements, and ruthlessly plunged into the diary he had been holding in his hand.

Immediately, a large amount of ink gushed out of the diary, and blue smoke began to emerge from the hole.

"No—!" Tom Riddle screamed unexpectedly, the reversal in the scene before him was too dramatic.

"You think we didn't notice that the diary is your body, and I'm about to die, so there's nothing I can do?"

Harry stood up swiftly, raised his eyebrows and asked in a leisurely manner.

After his vitality was replenished in an instant, his complexion was rosy now, and he had completely lost the half-dead look just now.

"..." Snape was stunned with a gloomy face beside him.

The wand slid from the suddenly translucent figure's grasp with a snap, and was recalled to its original owner.

"The reason why Professor Dumbledore is not in a hurry is..." Harry raised his diary and snake teeth, and continued to explain lightly,

"We're just playing with your words."

"Harry Potter! You're lying to me again!" Tom Riddle stared at Harry in shock and anger.

He hated Harry Potter now.

"Although it's a little risky." Dumbledore folded his palms together, frowned, showing admiration, "But Harry's courage and courage amaze me."

This very risky action was performed as Tom Riddle expected after the two of them heard a lot of doubts just now.It was they who settled it in a few short eye contact.

"It seems that our tacit understanding is still good." Dumbledore said with satisfaction, he waved his wand, and changed the scene in the principal's room back.

"you……!"

Tom Riddle watched the changes around him unwillingly, and finally realized that he was completely played by Harry Potter and Dumbledore.

The translucent figure became lighter and lighter, and as no more ink flowed from the diary, Tom Riddle finally disappeared.

The portraits who had been holding their breath on the wall of the principal's office finally breathed a sigh of relief, and began to whisper to each other.

Harry pulled out the snake's teeth, and put the diary back into his pocket as if nothing had happened.

"I didn't expect such an astonishing truth to be involved in solving the diary this time." Dumbledore fell into deep thought, "...how did he do it?"

"Harry, how are you feeling now?"

Dumbledore restrained his thoughts before asking with concern.

"Excellent." Harry put his wand back into his robes, and replied in a good mood with the corners of his mouth raised.

After the young Dark Lord was eliminated, Harry belatedly realized something... Maybe he had already eliminated a Horcrux.

And it looked like Albus realized it too.

"Very pleasant, isn't it?" A gloomy voice suddenly sounded.

Snape looked terrible.

He sneered gloomyly: "The tacit understanding is really good... Potter. I want to applaud you."

Snape was still standing where Harry was lying just now, staring at him horribly, his face darkened as if a storm was brewing, which made people shudder.

This appearance, this expression, was much uglier than after he was released in public by Harry a few days ago.

"..."

Oops.

Harry turned around in a bad mood, not knowing how to explain to himself.

If today's matter was resolved satisfactorily, the tacit understanding between him and Dumbledore is amazing.The only thing missing is myself.

Snape may have been a little concerned, but Harry couldn't explain it to Snape when he was pretending to be weak.

— which is not to say that those life force drains are fake.But Harry was used to getting hurt or Cruciatus or something.

This soft feeling of loss of vitality is neither painful nor itchy, which is really too pediatric compared to before.So he can bear it so that it doesn't affect the battle, instead of falling to the ground unable to move after suffering a little negative thing like a real child.

— that's why Snape felt he was being played.

"Professor Snape, it's not what you think, I'm just...a bit uncomfortable, not as uncomfortable as it seems, I mean...I'm for..."

Harry felt that the more he explained, the more confused he became.

He really can be so agile when his vitality is replenished. Weakness is not fake!

But this is equivalent to the second time he has played tricks on himself. Is his explanation really useful now?

Snape sneered again with a livid face, and said sarcastically, "To deal with the mysterious man, I understand."

He turned around suddenly, and the back of his black robe slammed into Harry's face hard, hitting Harry in pain.

Then Snape violently shook his robes and strode out of the principal's office door.

"..."

Harry took a few steps back, rubbing his face and looking at Dumbledore for help.

"Don't look at me, Severus even scolds me when he's angry." Dumbledore smiled, leaving Harry with a helpless look.

Harry's face fell.

He weakly conjured up a chair and sat down by himself, his expression began to hesitate to speak.

"Harry, don't you want to explain?" Dumbledore was a little surprised, "Severus hasn't gone far yet."

This is still a euphemism.

In fact, the conversation between him and Severus was interrupted by Harry's arrival, so now Severus is probably still waiting for an explanation outside the door... Cough, waiting for Harry to leave.

"No." Harry's voice was still weak, "Anyway, I've offended him deeply."

Dumbledore felt the air-conditioning at the door getting heavier in silence.

…Harry didn't care now that Severus might be listening?

"That's not important, I have something more important to tell you, Professor Dumbledore." Harry tried to bring Dumbledore's attention back.

"What do you want to say, Harry?" Dumbledore asked without thinking about anything else, sat down behind his desk.

Harry hesitated for a moment, but asked calmly:

"Professor Dumbledore, have you investigated the 'Horcrux' thing?"

Now that Albus had realized this... he was going to have a showdown too.

The author has something to say: There are loopholes in these two chapters, so I overhauled it and changed it to Dumbledore knowing that Voldemort is Tom, but he doesn't know whether this Tom is Voldemort who stole the Philosopher's Stone and escaped, or the 16-year-old Tom.

So to test this out.