Throw down the snake ancestor

Dumbledore was surprised that Gellert had mentioned Tom.But looking at Gellert, he couldn't help but tease again, "Hey, Gellert, it looks like you've taken a fancy to Tom, do you want to find a time, and I'll introduce you two to each other,"

Gellert was ashamed, not seeing him for so many years, why did Dumbledore become so gossip,

"Principal Dumbledore, you are overthinking..." One Ludwig is enough for him... One more, and he will die.What's more, isn't Riddle with the one from the Malfoy family?

"Well," Dumbledore indifferently didn't listen to Gellert's words, "I hope I'm thinking too much."

It's not hope, it's Dumbledore that you really think too much.Gellert held his forehead weakly and sighed, do you want to cut this memory?Otherwise Ludwig will start to get jealous again.

Dumbledore touched his chin obscenely: Is this because they are both Dark Lords and they are attracted to each other?Well, it's a worthwhile

Think about academic issues, which day will they be thrown to Laventlaws to explore and explore?

"Dumbledore, put away your wretched expression, I'm talking to you now." Gellert was completely angry.

Why did he fall in love with Dumbledore! ! !Now, Dumbledore is a wretched little old man!

Dumbledore put away the gossip in his heart with some regret: "Gellert, what do you want to say?"

"Dumbledore," Gellert said while looking at Dumbledore, "At the beginning, did you think that child was disliked because his character and style were more like mine?"

Dumbledore froze for a moment, obviously not expecting Gellert to ask him this.After hesitating for a long time, he nodded slowly: "This is part of the reason, and there are some other reasons."

Dumbledore sighed, Riddle's ambition was too great, and no one had hidden him at the time.Especially when Riddle knew that he was a descendant of Slytherin, his ambition had swelled to the point where it was difficult for him to control himself.

Perhaps, it was because of him in the first place.However, in the end he had to do that.A Dark Lord has appeared in the magic world, and another one cannot appear at this time.

Because, the magic world can no longer afford another toss.

"Riddle's ambition is huge." Dumbledore looked at Gellert. "To be honest, Gellert Riddle's thoughts at that time were no bigger than your smile, perhaps much bigger than your ambition."

If Gellert's final reason at the time was to collect all three Deathly Hallows, then Riddle's final reason was to fly away from death.

Fly away from death, which is impossible.

"Dumbledore, why did you treat Riddle as the second me?!" Gellert frowned. If Dumbledore hadn't been so vigilant at the time, maybe he wouldn't have become like this.

"Gellert," Dumbledore rubbed his temples wearily, "Some things have already happened, and it's meaningless to say more. It's impossible to turn back time, and it's impossible for me to go back and adjust my mentality at that time. What's more, I don't I think what I did was wrong."

Tom Riddle's ambition is indeed very big, much bigger.

Looking at Dumbledore's face, Gellert was powerless to say anything: "Dumbledore, I don't want to say anything more. I just called you just to tell you. Don't talk about Slytherin House The group of children looked at them with strange eyes."

Annoyed that old ancestor, Dumbledore, the consequences are not something you can bear.

Dumbledore frowned, and heard other meanings in Gellert's words, but he didn't understand what he was referring to: "Gellert, what are you talking about?"

"Dumbledore, you can't do things too favorably. They are both students of Hogwarts. Why should students from Gryffindor and Slytherin be treated differently?"

Maybe, maybe Dumbledore just had a preference for the animals in his house.However, too much eccentricity can cause dissatisfaction.The current Dumbledore is not like the Dean Snape in the next few years. He has a serious partiality, but makes those little lions dare not speak out.

And now, these little snakes have their snake boss behind them.

Gellert glanced at Dumbledore meaningfully, stood up and left the room: "Dumbledore, there are some words that are inconvenient to explain, and you can understand them yourself. That's all I have to say, it doesn't matter if you listen or not It's your own business."

Gellert nodded at Dumbledore and walked out.There was a calm and calm expression on his face, but the unsteady footsteps under his feet exposed his current mood at this moment.

Gellert squeezed a cold sweat deeply in his heart: After such a long time, Lull must have woken up, right?It's okay, it's okay even if you wake up, isn't there a memory?When the time comes, just bring out the Pensieve, I'm not afraid that Lu Er won't believe it.

But... the last paragraph hinted whether Dumbledore's memory should be shown to Lure.If Lure saw it...wouldn't have thought too much, would he?Forget it, take it, take it, he hasn't done anything wrong, so he's not afraid of any ghost knocking on the door!He was just saying those words as an old friend! !

Gellert patted his mouth in confusion: "Let you talk more just now, and see how you explain it to Lure later!" '

And Dumbledore, who was thrown into the wishing room by Gellert, was restless.What Gellert said was cryptic and seemed too straightforward, making Dumbledore wonder what Gellert was talking about for a while.

The only thing that is certain is that what Gellert said just now has something to do with Slytherin.And now the most incomprehensible thing in Slytherin is the current head of Slytherin, Professor Coimbra.

At that time, Dumbledore clearly remembered that Professor Slughorn's resignation letter used most of the language to modify how great this Professor Coimbra had made in potions.Later, Dumbledore also investigated, and the Beauxbaton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry never had the name Coimbra.A few days ago, Dumbledore also asked the principal of Beauxbatons, and the answer he got was

it's the same……

Dumbledore frowned, suddenly feeling as if he had fallen into a dead end that he could never get out of.

I sat in the wishing room for a long time and thought for a long time.Dumbledore finally gave up, and he was in his office in the cellar,

It might be more clear to take a walk than to think alone.

In Slytherin's office, Ansair was bored in Salazar's arms, while Salazar himself was leisurely revising his homework.Holding the three-school Quidditch competition does not mean that there will be no classes and no homework.

At the beginning, Ansair would protest a bit embarrassedly.But Ansair's protest was never taken seriously by Salazar, and over time, Ansair got used to it.

Salazar sat there revising the homework, and Ansair sat on Salazar's lap and watched the students' homework and complained.Sometimes if you are tired of complaining, you can poke your head out to quarrel with Gryffindor in the picture frame to soothe your mood.

Ansair was lying on the edge of the table bored, looking at the messy notes on the parchment, wrinkling his nose: "The writing is so ugly, it must be written by the little lions of Gryffindor. It worked."

Salazar rubbed Ansair's soft hair, ran it around before letting go of his hand in satisfaction: "Ansair is so smart, this assignment is indeed for Gryffindor. "

I don't know if this is a tradition or a curse, from thousands of years ago to the present.These little lions have never written their handwriting well before handing in homework.Whether it is Xueba, Xueshuang or Xuesu.

Hearing what Salazar said, Gryffindor, who was hung on the wall, was not happy, and leaned hard to argue with the two Slytherins: "Hey, what is ugly writing? The art of words!! Art!! Do you understand!!!”

Gryffindor chirped: "Do you understand!! Do you understand!! I heard that in the East, people there call this kind of writing cursive!! This is an art!!"

After finishing speaking, he despised the two Slytherins with contemptuous eyes.

From beginning to end, neither Ansair nor Salazar heard Gryffindor's call.Because, when Gryffindor spoke, Ansair and Salazar closed their ears and listened at the same time...

Make your own ears deaf.

After waiting for a while, it felt like Gryffindor stopped howling over there.Ansair and Salazar untied the spell in an incomparable tacit understanding, and the tranquility in their ears made Salazar and Ansair breathe a sigh of relief at the same time.

Put a portrait of a lion, especially an old one, in the room.It is indeed an unbearable torment, although he sometimes gives you relief.

After the noise, Salazar was preparing to grade the next assignment.The office door rang, and Ansair was about to roll off Salazar's lap, but Salazar grabbed Ansier's waist.

Ansair stared, and with his hands he squeezed Salazar's arm that was imprisoned around his waist: "Salazar, someone is going to come in soon!!"

Salazar didn't care much about getting a mark on this assignment: "I know."

"Then let me come down quickly, it's not good to be seen by others." No wonder...he came here at his age, and he was still held in his arms...if he wore it out, his face would probably be Gone! ! !

"It's okay," Salazar said, hugging Ansair up, "It's Dumbledore who came."

"En?" Ansair stared in confusion, and then realized, "En?!!!!!!!"

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