Can HP Diary Help Me Pass NEWTs?

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Related explanations for "no nose and no hair" at the end of the previous chapter:

Some cuties think it's a bug, and think he has a nose, but I'm pretty sure of this: he doesn't.

The original text + analysis is posted below.

First of all, I probably know why some cuties think this paragraph is a bug. In Chapter 6 "Voldemort's Request" of "Half-Blood Prince" in Ha 20, Dumbledore showed Harry about Voldemort's second application for Defense Against the Dark Arts The memory of the post of professor, one of which:

[The younger Dumbledore seemed to be waiting for something, and sure enough, there was a knock on the door after a while, and he said, "Come in."

Harry almost yelled, but quickly suppressed it.Voldemort walked in. His face was not like the one Harry had seen rising from the big stone cauldron two years ago, less snake-like, less red-eyed, less mask-like.His face seemed burnt, the features blurred, queerly twisted like wax.The whites of the eyes seemed permanently bloodshot now, but the pupils weren't the two slits Harry saw later.He wore a long black cloak, and his face was as white as snowflakes on his shoulders. 】

This paragraph shows that Lao Fu is getting uglier as he gets older (x), but if you look carefully, there is no mention of nose here.

And just below this paragraph, there is another paragraph:

["What about the people at your command? What about the people who call themselves—or are said to call themselves—Death Eaters?"

Harry saw that Voldemort hadn't expected Dumbledore to know the name: he saw Voldemort's eyes glow red again, and his slit-like nostrils dilated. 】

——I don’t think people with normal noses should have “slit-like nostrils”… right?

So I think Lao Fu has no nose at this time, but he is not as ugly as later.

Lao Fu was less than thirty when he applied for the teaching position for the second time.He was born in 1926, so it should be before 1956 (according to Encyclopedia's ten-year travel, it should be 1954), and Voldemort killed the Potters and was rebounded into wandering spirits in 1981.

All that said, I think everyone knows he's fine without a nose.

(But the hair is really doubtful, I haven't verified when Lao Fu became bald, just... a fun person)

-12-

Once the guess has a direction, everything seems to provide evidence for you.

I'm amazed that I didn't connect the mystery man whose name couldn't be spoken to Tom Riddle in the first place, I mean, I made a pretty stupid mistake:

How could I, like the rest of my classmates, assume that the Dark Lord has always been the Dark Lord, forgetting that he is of course also a mortal with weaknesses and periods of growth.

This is simply unforgivable!

I can't accept that I'm so stupid.

Even Mysterious Man, of course, will have infancy, adolescence, and of course he will receive an admission letter to Hogwarts at the age of 11, living like any of my Slytherin classmates.

I wonder why I've never thought about this, maybe what I'm stuffing in my head isn't knowledge, but a cloud of self-righteousness pretending to be knowledge?

In order to punish myself for being stupid, I didn't open the diary for several days, completely cut off the external supply of mana, and locked Riddle in a box that isolated the mana.

(Riddle: ???)

In the meantime, I've been trying to get used to being called "Voldemort" by my first name, and I'm not going to allow myself to be a coward (bushi) who can't even call my boyfriend by his nickname

——Although I think whether it is giving myself an alias or being called Voldemort, it is very secondary...

Tom Riddle, childish deeds.

As a matter of fact, as a bitch wizard, I don't have that kind of instinctive fear of Voldemort. Before I received the admission letter from Hogwarts at the age of 11, I had never heard of this name at all, and it is even more impossible. Don't even dare to call.

But, after I went to the Burrow as a guest for a summer vacation, after I was fed with common sense in the wizarding world, I would follow the Romans and call the Dark Lord the Mysterious Man—otherwise, if you say a word, they will yell once, Really troublesome.

The Weasleys don't want to talk too much about the Dark Lord, and I happen to have no interest in him either.

If I have to say, among the two generations of Dark Lords, I admire Grindelwald more. He is at least a qualified politician with clear ideas and regulations, and he is more forceful (bushi)

As for Voldemort, although he is strong enough, just looking at his behavior with the Death Eaters, I always thought he was a stupid black wizard who spent all his life's skill points on black magic... Then I'm definitely not interested.

If I had known that Voldemort was not only good-looking, but also knowledgeable and intelligent, capable of both fighting and pretending, decathlon, and good-sounding, then I would have been -- heartbroken.

What the hell happened to you, Riddle, why did you become disfigured and demented in middle age, and became the kind of Gryffindor you hate most - no offense - straight and reckless?

This is what is said in the legend, did he end up living the way he hates the most?

I unilaterally declare that I am terminating the relationship between my best boyfriend Tom Riddle and Lord Voldemort (bushi)

This matter has always troubled me, so in the alchemy class two days later, when a Hufflepuff asked me about "Do you have a boyfriend? Is it true or not?", I did not avoid it , laughed casually.

— This class is taught by Dumbledore himself, and it is not held every year, unless there are three students who are in the fifth grade and above who jointly submit an application. It has not been held for two or three years before me.

But how can a person like me who is thirsty for knowledge and has a wide range of social contacts be constrained by such a simple course opening condition?When I first decided to take this course in my fourth year, I had already gathered people who were willing to submit applications with me.

There are now five students in this class.

As for the serious alchemy class, why are they talking about gossip——

After all, he is Professor Dumbledore, a recognized leader-level entertainer.

Just imagine, a class like alchemy that takes a lot of time to wait for the finished product to change and take shape. There are three steps in a class. The cauldron moves by itself, and it would be silly not to talk about it...

I won't tell anyone else that Professor Dumbledore listens more than we do when we gossip!

"What do you think?" I raised my eyebrows and didn't answer that Hufflepuff directly.

"Please, you have always kept it a secret, how could I have guessed it?" He rolled his eyes, "But in the past seven years, you have never been in love once. Could it be that there are so many people in Hogwarts, and you don't like any of them?" ?"

Nonsense, what else?

I smiled slightly, "I am never alone in the pursuit of knowledge."

"Then what's going on with the recent gossip?" He asked the bottom line, "How did I hear that you found a boyfriend who got 12 O's from NEWTs?"

I paused.

coming.

"You said that," I dragged my voice, "It's fake, mainly because the situation was too embarrassing at the time, and I couldn't find a way out at the moment, so I could only lie that I had a boyfriend."

Speaking of this, I would like to remind you, "I only told you for the sake of your strictness, remember to keep it secret for me."

"Why do I not believe it?" The stern-mouthed Hufflepuff, who was stamped by me, looked at me suspiciously. "I heard that they have a nose and eyes, even a name, like Riddle?"

Out of the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of Professor Dumbledore looking up.

"Tom, Tom Riddle," I added nonchalantly.

I always turn my back to Dumbledore halfway, so that I can vaguely notice his movements and at the same time, my expression will not be seen by him-although I have great trust in my acting skills and expression management, but I I think that for a character like Dumbledore, one cannot be too cautious.

"Who is this? I haven't heard of it." Hufflepuff didn't know anything about my thoughts. "He really has 12 O's? Why have I never heard of such a guy? When did he graduate?"

"Actually, I'm not sure." I fiddled with the alchemist in the crucible, as if I really didn't take this matter to heart, and said casually, "This person exists, but I don't know him at all—I I saw his name from the awards showroom. This guy is very powerful. I remember the chairman of the male student union and the special contribution award. Later, the situation was a bit awkward. I had to make up a boyfriend, so I just said him .”

"Come on you." Hufflepuff laughed at me. "How can I not understand you? When did you take the president of the student union seriously? How can I impress you with this? Why do I not believe it?"

"It's true." I said nonsense sincerely. "I was in the first grade at the time, and I was locked up for the first time. Filch made me wipe the trophy with my bare hands. I wiped Riddle's trophy for an hour."

This is of course made up.

I was indeed locked up before the third grade, and more than once, but I don’t seem to have wiped the trophy very much, let alone know Riddle.

But this reason is enough for anyone, even if Filch came by himself, he probably would have to nod his head and think that there is such a thing.

At least this Hufflepuff believed it, "Oh, I remember when Bill Weasley was still the president of the student union? He seems to be your cousin?"

"Bill became the president of the student council in my second year." I chattered, "but it does have something to do with him. He was a prefect at the time and took good care of me, so I think it is very prestigious to be the prefect and the president of the student council."

"I don't feel that way now, do you?" Hufflepuff looked at me with a half-smile, "Who got impatient after being a second grader, and ran to the professor to declare that he didn't want to be? We now have to Get by with Slytherin's winks?"

"It may not be a good thing for you, but it is a good thing for me and the new female student council president." I smiled and gave him a glance, "Believe me, I have become her best friend now."

Hufflepuff made a Yue gesture.

But his expression undoubtedly showed that he believed what I said.

I've said it before, I can get along with anyone I want to be friends with - sometimes my friends and even my opponents are more convinced of this than I am.

But today's highlight is not to explain my boyfriend who ran out of nowhere, but...

"Actually, I haven't been obsessed with this since Bill and Charlie graduated." I looked casual, stirring the alchemy in the crucible, and I sighed wistfully, "Bill went to Guling Sir, Charlie has gone to Romania to study dragons, and he doesn’t need his campus experience in his work. In short, since I don’t plan to go to the Ministry of Magic, I might as well give the opportunity to those who need it.”

"Campus is just a stage of life. Even if you have the upper hand here, it can't prove anything. No one knows what will change in the future. It's like so many student union chairmen and influential figures in the past, who still leave their names today. There are not many, like Tom Riddle, if I didn't wipe his trophy, I don't remember him."

As I said, I looked at Dumbledore with a curious look on my face, "Professor Dumbledore, I remember that Riddle entered school in the 40s. You should have been in Hogwarts at that time, right? You know this person?" Del? What's he doing now? I don't think I've ever heard of him."

Dumbledore looked at me and said with a smile, "If you're talking about Tom Riddle who enrolled in 1938, Pauline, of course I remember him. But I'm sorry, he doesn't have that name anymore , and maybe that's why you haven't heard of him."

"Not by that name anymore?" Before I could say anything, the Hufflepuff I was chatting with was surprised, "Why? Did he change his name?"

"I'm afraid it's because the name Tom is too ordinary, which makes him feel too ordinary." Dumbledore looked calm, "We are always willing to accept the ordinaryness of others, but it is difficult to forgive our own ordinaryness, especially Tom's self-esteem Very strong kid."

I almost laughed out loud.

How about that?Voldemort does have a lot of pride, there's nothing wrong with that.

Dumbledore's words have indirectly confirmed my conjecture.

Riddle is Voldemort.

The strange thing is that when the dust of this conjecture settled, there was nothing in my heart.

"So," I asked, "he's actually pretty famous now, isn't he?"

Dumbledore's peaceful and penetrating eyes looked at me through the glasses, "I think so, boy."

He said softly, "Very famous."