The Druid Master of Hogwarts

When Harry got the news from Fish, he was very excited. Not to mention that it was related to the fight against Voldemort, just being able to learn about Voldemort's previous stories was a very interesting thing...

To put it bluntly, just like Fischer, he wants to read the story.

So on Saturday night, Harry and Ron donned the Invisibility Cloaks again and followed Fish and Hermione to the headmaster's office.

Like the previous two times, Dumbledore was already sitting at his desk waiting for them, the Pensieve was on the table, and there were steaming black tea and several different desserts beside him.

"You are here." Dumbledore smiled and greeted Fish and the others, pointing to the empty chair opposite and said, "Sit down."

"Albus, what are we watching today? Do you have any memory of your fight with Voldemort?"

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Fei Xu trotted to the table, put his hands on the table, and asked excitedly.

"I'm sorry, no." Dumbledore spread his hands and shrugged.

"Didn't you say that today's memory is important meow?!"

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In the evaluation criteria of cats, of course, the memory of the fight has the highest priority.

Hermione tugged at the corner of his clothes and said with a smile, "Only you will think the memory of the fight is important..."

"Isn't it meow?" Mao Mao said plausibly: "We can find out how Voldemort fights from the memory of his fights, and then we can counterattack in a targeted manner, meow! That's how Fisch was when he challenged Minerva. Meow!"

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In this matter, Fei Li has a lot of say.

He raised his head proudly and said confidently, "So as long as you see the footage of Voldemort fighting, Fish will soon find a way to deal with him, meow!"

"But... haven't you been able to defeat him already?" Hermione looked at the cat with vacant eyes, and pointed out the truth mercilessly, "You actually just want to watch other people fight, right!"

"It's not like this meow! Fish is trying to find a way for others to defeat Voldemort meow!"

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Mao Mao retorted angrily as if he had been wronged.

"We're going to continue Tom Riddle's story tonight," Dumbledore said loudly, interrupting the exchange between the two of them, which could be regarded as a relief for Mao Mao, "Last time we saw him about to step into Hogwarts. You probably remember how excited he was when he heard that he was a wizard, and how he refused to let me accompany him to Diagon Alley, and I warned him not to continue stealing after entering school…”

Dumbledore briefly described what happened to Voldemort after he entered school.

"As an orphan of extraordinary aptitude and handsomeness, he naturally attracted the attention and sympathy of the faculty almost as soon as he arrived. He seemed polite, quiet, and hungry for knowledge. He was well-received by almost everyone. ."

"You didn't tell them what he was like when you saw him at the orphanage?" Harry asked.

"No. Although he never expressed remorse, maybe he blamed himself for his previous actions and was determined to be a new man. I chose to give him this chance." Dumbledore replied calmly, as if he did not feel sorry for the original regret choosing.

"But you don't really believe him, do you?" Hermione was keenly aware of Dumbledore's true attitude towards Riddle.

"Yes." Dumbledore clapped his palms and said, "I don't unconditionally believe him to be trustworthy. So, I decided to observe him closely. However he was wary of me. I believe he felt it, he was discovering He said a little too much to me in the excitement of who he was."

"He was careful not to reveal so much, but he couldn't take back what he said in his excitement, or what Mrs Cole confided to me. He was wise, however, not as much as he tried to confuse me. My colleagues are trying to confuse me." Dumbledore said half distressed, half admiring.

There was also a hint of regret in his words that a wizard as talented as Tom Riddle could end up being such a dangerous figure as Voldemort.

Then Dumbledore told Fish and the others about how the Death Eaters were formed, and the composition of the original Death Eaters.

"They have a complex composition. The weak seek refuge, the ambitious seek to gain some prestige, and the cruel by nature are attracted by a leader who can teach them a higher form of cruelty..."

"Yes..."

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Dumbledore's words seemed to remind Fish, he scratched his head suspiciously, turned to look at Hermione, Harry and Ron, and asked, "What are the criteria for recruiting members of our cat club?"

Of course Fei Xu remembered the original intention of establishing the Mao Mao Club, but now he is curious about the recruitment criteria, not why.

In fact, for Feixu, the meaning of the cat club is to gather friends to play with him, and teach them how to fight and watch them fight, but why did they join the cat club, Feixu really didn't considered.

Maybe they also want to find someone to fight?

Fish suddenly remembered Zacharias Smith, who had been wanting to fight with Lou Wei.

And Hermione's answer was similar to what he guessed, but not the same—

"Anyone who wants to fight Voldemort together in the future can be our companion!"

It was the same fight, but the object was different from what Fish had imagined.

"But..." Maomao said without giving face at all: "You guys are too weak, you can't beat Voldemort's Meow, even in a few years, you won't be able to beat him."

Hermione didn't react, but Harry and Ron were a little embarrassed.

"It's already amazing to have this courage." Dumbledore smiled and played a round for them. "And isn't it our two tasks to deal with Voldemort? They also have members of the Order of the Phoenix, as long as they are responsible for dealing with Voldemort's followers. Those are enough."

"That's right, when many animals are fighting for territory, it's the leader who fights with the leader, and the subordinates and the subordinates."

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Fisher nodded, agreeing with this statement in his own way of understanding.

"I didn't find much memory of Riddle at Hogwarts," Dumbledore continued after explaining Fishy's puzzle. "Not many people who knew him at the time wanted to talk about him. They were too scared. People who Ken recalled to me told me that Riddle was fascinated by his origins. Of course that's understandable, he grew up in an orphanage and naturally wondered how he got there..."

He briefly recounted how Tom Riddle traced his wizarding blood.

"...In the summer of his sixteenth year, Riddle left the orphanage he returned to every year to find his Gaunt relatives. Now, everyone, please stand up..."

Dumbledore stood up likewise, and took out a crystal jar filled with swirling pearly memories.

Fisch's eyes lit up, Dumbledore rambled on for so long, and he was finally about to get to the point.

"I'm very lucky to have collected this," he said as he poured the shiny thing into the Pensieve. "You'll understand when we've gone through it..."

Before he could finish his words, the anxious Fisch plunged into the Pensieve.

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