Who hacked my protagonist

Albus himself is the vice-principal of Hogwarts and the head of Gryffindor. Even though other colleagues have shared part of it for him, there are still many documents piled up on his desk, After returning to Hogwarts, Albus worked tirelessly for several days before he finally finished processing the documents, and then went to Headmaster Armando Dippet and took back the position of professor of Transfiguration.

Albus, who returned to Hogwarts, caused a lot of waves in the school. The little wizards who liked this gentle professor adored him even more after knowing his strength. His transfiguration class was never attended by anyone. Late, the little wizards always rushed to the class early, and then stared at Albus with sparkling eyes without blinking, and some even deliberately imitated his words and deeds, even the smile on the corner of his mouth.

It wasn't until the semester was about to pass that the little wizards who had to face the final exam diverted their attention, and the upsurge gradually subsided.

During the holiday, Hogwarts was empty, and people who had been busy all this time suddenly became idle and bored instead.

Albus changed into a wizard robe with a hood, used apparition to come to Diagon Alley, and flashed into Knockturn Alley, which was as cold and dark as before—as agreed with Gellert, he was Never forget it.

Albus ignored the weird shops around him, and walked along the alley until he came to the door of Borgin——Bock's magic shop, and then he heard a voice that was so gentle that it could make people intoxicated, soft and sweet, like a lover's affectionate whisper.

"Yes, ma'am, please believe me, this necklace you wear is really beautiful, noble and generous, graceful and luxurious, and everyone will be fascinated by you."

A woman's voice sounded with a coquettish smile: "Oh Tom, you are too good at talking, I am already very old, and I can't compare to those young and lovely girls."

"No, no, madam, please don't belittle yourself like this." The voice became more gentle: "You are like the moon spirit flower on that branch, blooming gracefully alone, no one can escape your love as long as they see you." Charm, how can those naive and ignorant young girls compare with the mature and elegant you?"

The woman smiled coquettishly again, obviously being extremely happy to be coaxed.

Albus raised his eyebrows slightly, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes: the one inside turned out to be Tom Riddle?

Tom Riddle maintained the most perfect, gentle and affectionate smile, and finally saw off the complacent old woman. He was just relieved when he saw another guest walk in.

"Welcome to Borgin - Bock's Magic Shop." Tom greeted with a smile. It was obviously not a noble professional word, but when he said it, he added a bit more reserved and elegant, and when the visitor lifted his hood Even the future Lord Dark Lord, who has been accustomed to wearing a mask for so many years, couldn't help but froze for a moment.

"Hi, long time no see, Tom, I didn't expect you to come here." Albus smiled and looked at the former student with a stiff face: "It seems that you are doing well here."

"It turned out to be Professor Dumbledore." Tom Riddle's composure was also very good, but he regained his good student's excellent demeanor in an instant, with a smile on his face and a sarcasm in his words: "I really didn't expect that I could be here— — See you at Borgin-Bock's Magic Shop in this infamous Knockturn Alley." His ironic accents on 'Knockturn Alley' and 'Borgin-Bock's Magic Shop' are unmistakable .

Albus seemed not to have heard the sarcasm in the young man's tone, and he still smiled cheerfully: "Speaking of Tom, I really didn't expect you to choose to come to this place, well, you know, although I rejected you You should apply for staying in school, but you must know that your excellence allows you to have many choices. It is said that Professor Horace Slughorn is very optimistic about you, and even intends to recommend you to the Ministry of Magic..." So Ah Busi is really curious, why such an ambitious Tom would give up the Ministry of Magic and choose to work in this small magic shop?

Albus looked at the young man quietly, and Tom Riddle even had the illusion that he was going to be seen through by this man. He clenched his fists secretly, with a smirk on his face: "What do the graduates want to do?" There should be no need to report to Professor Dumbledore one by one." So, are you taking too much control?

"Ah, no need, of course no need." Albus smiled gently: "Tom, you have to believe that this is just a professor's pure concern for a student. Of course, since you don't want to say it, then as a professor There is no need to force it, but Tom, I hope you know that although everyone has the right to choose, but also, once you choose, you must bear its consequences. Maybe it’s just a wrong choice, and it may change completely. own life."

"Of course I understand this." Tom still wore a perfect smirk mask: "Presumably Principal Dumbledore is the same."

"Of course." Albus smiled, then turned to leave.

A few days later, Albus apparated back to Nurmengard with that egg in his arms. Oh of course, this time he didn't forget to bring some of Gellert's favorite British dishes.

Gellert was still in good spirits, but his temperament was more stable, and he ate with relish the British food sent by Albus—although he had sent his men to buy some British food before, but, um, as expected, Albus brought is different.

After eating and drinking enough, Albus made the cell clean with a 'disappear without a trace' and a 'clean up', and then threw the egg in his hand to the person in front of him.

"I've been to Borgin-Bock's magic shop, and I saw someone there." Albus said with a certain tone: "Gellert, that's why you asked me to go there."

"Ah, I knew I couldn't hide it from you." Gellert laughed, and sat in a different posture, with a chic and elegant posture.

"The Gellert I know is not the kind of narrow-minded person." Albus smiled noncommittally: "Since we met again, you have been hinting that I want me to go to that magic shop. It’s because he is unwilling to suffer.” He narrowed his eyes, “The Gellert I know is not such a narrow-minded person.”

"As expected, Albus knows me best." A gentle smile appeared in Gellert's eyes.

"Tom—" Albus pondered for a moment: "Is there something wrong with him? He can even attract your attention?"

"A little bit." Gellert nodded, his expression became serious: "Do you still remember that Spade under me?"

"Ms. Spade, who is mysterious, wise, and beautiful, and who is infatuated with you?" Albus raised his eyebrows: "Oh, of course, such an outstanding lady is certainly impressive."

Albus's unkind tone unconsciously put Gellert in a good mood, but it's enough to enjoy this kind of mood a little bit, and he can't let it deepen. He smiled and said: "What's the point of her being infatuated with me?" Useless, as long as it's not the person in my heart, it's useless for people in the entire magic world to be infatuated with me." The tone was soft and ambiguous.

Albus's expression froze for a moment, and he coughed lightly to change the subject: "Then, what's going on with this Ms. Spade?"

Albus's dodge made Gellert's originally good mood sink again. He took a deep breath of the irritability in his heart under the air pressure, and then continued: "Spard, it's strange."

"Oh?" Albus's expression turned serious, if Gellert could say the word 'strange', then this woman must be unusual.

"Since the unification of the German wizarding world, I have decided to attack the German Muggle world, oh Albus, don't look at me like this, you know my ambition." Gellert smiled and continued: " So I sent a few saints to the Muggle world to find out about the current situation in the Muggle world, and they did bring back a lot of information when they came back. One of them was named Adolf Hitler, which Spade attached great importance to. When she heard the name for the first time, she even exclaimed and lost her composure."

"According to the information obtained from the saints, there is also a war in the German Muggle world, and this man named Hitler is one of the leaders. He is a very capable, courageous and ideal person. I admire him very much. , but Spade strongly opposes this point." Gellert narrowed his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes: "She seems to be able to know some future, and firmly believes that this man will become a loser in the end .”

"You mean, this Spade is a prophet?" Albus frowned, suddenly remembering the thoughts he had thought otherwise.

"No, she is not a prophet." Gellert shook his head: "I checked the genealogy of the Spade family, and there is no one in their family with prophetic blood, and the future she knows is more in the In the Muggle world, she doesn't know the direction of the German forces."

"She knows a lot about the Muggle world, but according to my information, except that she has been to the Muggle world to buy some books, she has not had any contact with the Muggle world in the past few decades, so—"

"So you cast a spell on her?" Albus looked at Gellert knowingly: "It's like a spell to recite?"

"You know, I won't keep a mysterious poisonous snake around that I can't control." Gellert didn't deny his actions, nor did he feel that his actions were wrong.

Well, it seems that his and Albus's ideological awareness is still not harmonious enough, it seems that we must continue to work hard!Gellert thought gloomily.

Albus opened his mouth, and finally he sighed and persuaded him: "This kind of spell is very harmful to the brain. In the future, it is better not to use it on people unless it is absolutely necessary."

"I'll try my best." Gellert shrugged, his expression becoming serious: "But it's also through this spell that I know something."

"What is it?" Albus asked.

"The future, something about the British wizarding world, and our future."

The author has something to say: So, flaws exist all the time!

The Dark Lord is not something you can fool if you want to!