Dumbledore poured the new memories into the meditation basin, then picked up the stone basin with his slender hands and turned it gently.

"You've both seen about Voldemort's early experiences, and we've also told you before that handsome Muggle, Tom Riddle, abandoned his witch wife, Merope, and returned to his old home in Little Hangleton. Merope was alone in London, carrying in her belly the child who would become Voldemort......"

"Professor, how did you know she was in London?"

"Because there is evidence from Karaktakus Bock. Dumbledore said, "It's no coincidence that he started a shop that sold the necklace we call Katie was hurting." ”

"Borgin Burke Black Magic Shop. Evan said.

"Yes, he's the owner of the shop. Dumbledore said.

He shook the contents of the meditation basin like a gold digger sifting gold.

The figure of a small old man emerged from the swirling silvery-white object, slowly spinning in the meditation basin, pale as a ghost, but more textured than a ghost. His hair was so thick that it completely covered his eyes.

"Yes, I got it under very special circumstances. It was brought by a young witch before Christmas, many years ago. She said she was in dire need of money, yes, it couldn't have been more obvious. She was ragged, haggard, and pregnant. She said the locket used to belong to Salazar Slytherin. Mr. Borgin smiled disdainfully, "Ahem, I hear all the time: Oh, it's Merlin's thing, my God, I swear, really, it's his favorite teapot......"

But when I looked closer, the locket had the Slytherin mark on it, and I recited a few simple spells to find out the truth from the woman. Of course, that's pretty valuable. The woman didn't seem to know how much it was worth, and she was satisfied with only ten Galleons, the best deal we've ever made!"

Dumbledore shook the meditation basin with extra force, and Karaktakus returned to where he had been, sinking into a swirling memory.

"That's the locket he was talking about, right?" Evan revealed the locket on the back of his clothes.

"Yes, it's worth a fortune. ”

Evan nodded approvingly, this thing was priceless.

"But he only gave her ten Galleons?!" said Harry indignantly.

"Karaktakus Bock is not a generous man. "So we know that Meloppe, in the latter stages of her pregnancy, was alone in London, desperate for money, and had to sell her only thing of value, the Slytherin locket, which was a family heirloom that Marvolo cherished." ”

"I don't understand, Merope is a witch, why doesn't she use magic to get herself food and everything? ”

"Hmm!" said Dumbledore, "no one can figure it out anymore, and we can only guess now, maybe she could." I think I'm guessing again, though, but I believe I'm right, I think Merope stopped using magic after she was abandoned by her husband, she was hurt emotionally, and she thought she was abandoned by her Muggle husband because she was a witch, and she probably didn't want to be a witch anymore. Of course, there is also the possibility that her unrequited love and the despair that it brings greatly weakens her power, and that kind of thing will happen, and violent emotional fluctuations will have an effect on her own magic. In short, as you will see later, even at the last moment, Merope refused to raise her wand to save her life. ”

"Maybe she's going to die after Riddle leaves!" Evan guessed.

"Probably ......," Dumbledore said.

"Wouldn't she even want to survive for her son?" asked Harry.

His words made Dumbledore raise an eyebrow, "Could it be that you actually have sympathy for Voldemort?"

"No!" said Harry hurriedly, "but Merope has a choice, isn't she, unlike my mother!"

"Your mom has a choice, too. Dumbledore said mildly, "Yes, Merope has chosen death, and despite having a son who needs her, don't blame her, she has been made vulnerable by long agony and torment, and she has never had the courage of your mother, Harry!"

Regardless, Merope insisted on giving birth to Voldemort.

Her life experience was so miserable, but if she had given up immediately after Riddle at the time, then there wouldn't have been so much later.

"Now, we're going to go into my memory, also a very important memory. ”

Dumbledore motioned for Evan and Harry to stand up, and they entered the meditation basin.

Falling in the darkness again, a few seconds later, when his feet hit solid ground, Evan found himself standing on a busy old-fashioned London street with Dumbledore and Harry.

"That's me. Dumbledore said cheerfully, pointing to a tall figure in front of him.

The man was crossing the road in front of a horse-drawn milk cart, and the young Albus Dumbledore had long hair and a long beard. He came to the side of the road and strode down the sidewalk, his elaborate fuchsia velvet suit attracting many curious glances.

I have to admit that the young Dumbledore is very handsome and has a unique temperament.

It's different from Dumbledore's temperament now, but it's the same kind of temperament that will be noticed at a glance in the crowd.

And it was so hard to ignore young Dumbledore on such a street! his elaborate Muggle suit was very fashionable even now, and only the big and obvious in the entertainment industry would wear it like this, not at all like the Muggles that other wizards pretended to be Muggles......

"Pretty clothes, Professor!" Harry blurted out without thinking.

"It's a good fit, I dare say there will be a lot of girls who like you, Professor. Evan said approvingly.

Dumbledore didn't answer, he just chuckled softly.

Evan felt that he might be wrong, Dumbledore had not been married until now, not even a woman who had been rumored to have had an affair.

In other words, what's the use of him being so handsome and dressed so trendy?

Once upon a time, there may have been many girls who liked him, but he didn't like it.

They had now come to learn about the former Voldemort, but Evan suddenly felt that he also knew a deeper level about the former Dumbledore......