He disappeared this time, for a full ten years.

No one knows what Voldemort experienced during this time, except for Voldemort himself.

From the few clues that can be inferred, he traveled all over the world according to the ancient wizarding tradition, and traveled to many places incognito, but Voldemort did not go to various places to make friends with various other dark wizards and further study the dark arts.

Due to his excessive exposure to Horcruxes and various evil dark magic modifications to his body, his appearance began to change beyond recognition, making it impossible to recognize the excellent and handsome boy, and he began to openly use the name "Voldemort".

This was probably the main experience of his disappearance for ten years, during which Voldemort experienced unimaginable evil, which led him to become the Dark Lord.

After that, he will no longer sneak or blame others for killing people, but will openly and unscrupulously spread fear, and Voldemort, who became the Dark Lord, has this strength.

"There is only this memory tonight, let's go to the meditation basin. Dumbledore said, "This memory is mine, and in it you will see what Voldemort looked like when he reappeared after ten years of vanishing. ”

Evan and Harry followed Dumbledore into the flowing silver substance, landing in the office they had just left.

Fawkes was asleep on his perch, and behind his desk was Dumbledore.

He looked a lot like now, his long beard was gray, but his face was perhaps slightly less wrinkled.

The only difference between this office and the present is that it was snowing outside, and pale blue snow flakes drifted in the dark in front of the window and piled up on the windowsill outside.

The younger Dumbledore seemed to be waiting for something, and sure enough, a few moments later there was a knock on the door, and he said, "Come in." ”

Evan looked for a more comfortable position, and he saw Voldemort walk in.

Despite the preparation, Evan was taken aback, the face of Voldemort in front of him was different from now, not so snake-like, his eyes were not so red, his face was not like a mask, and he was not as handsome as Riddle.

His face seemed to have been burned, and his features were blurred and twisted like wax.

The whites of the eyes seem to be permanently filled with blood, but the pupils are still normal, unlike now that they have completely become two slits.

In addition, he wears a long black cloak and his face is as white as snowflakes on his shoulders.

It's scary, it's definitely what a monster looks like in a nightmare or a horror story, a horror-level monster!

Dumbledore at the table didn't look surprised, the visit was obviously booked, and he was prepared for Voldemort's appearance.

"Good evening, Tom, it's been a long time!" Dumbledore said lightly, "Sit down." ”

"Thank you. Voldemort sat down in the chair Dumbledore was pointing to, his voice cold, "I heard them say you're the headmaster, a respectable choice." ”

?“ I'm glad you're in favor. Dumbledore smiled, "May I have a drink?"

?“ Thank you so much. Voldemort said, "This is exactly what I needed, and I have come a long way." ”

Dumbledore stood up and walked briskly to the cupboard where the meditation basin was now kept, but it was full of bottles.

He handed Voldemort a glass of wine, poured himself a glass, and returned to his desk.

"So, Tom, what wind brought you here?"

Voldemort didn't answer right away, just sipped the wine, savored the taste, and seemed to enjoy it.

"They don't call me Tom anymore, no one has called me that for a long time, and now I'm called ......"

??“ I know what you're called!" Dumbledore smiled pleasantly, "but to me, I'm afraid you'll always be Tom Riddle, the little boy I met in the orphanage." That's probably one of the annoying things about being teachers, Tom, who never completely forgets what it was like for their students to be. ”

He raised his glass to toast Voldemort. Voldemort was still expressionless, and the atmosphere in the room changed subtly in an instant, and it was much colder.

Dumbledore's refusal to use Voldemort's chosen title was a refusal to allow Voldemort to dictate the conversation.

Voldemort clearly felt it too, and more than just dominating the conversation, the title Tom seemed to annoy him, something he didn't want to recall and acknowledge.

?“ I'm amazed you've been here for so long!" Voldemort shook the wine in his glass, paused for a moment, and said, "I've always wondered how a wizard like you never wanted to leave school. ”

?“ Oh!" said Dumbledore, still smiling, "there is nothing more important to a wizard like me than to teach ancient techniques and train young minds. If I remember correctly, you also saw the appeal of the teaching profession. ”

?“ I can still see it now!" said Voldemort, "I just wonder why you are often consulted by the Ministry of Magic, and it seems that someone who has been nominated twice for the Minister of Magic would be willing to ......"

?“ Three times, actually, but a career in the Ministry of Magic has never been attractive to me. It's where we all have in common, I think. ”

Voldemort lowered his head without a smile and took another sip of his drink, as if wondering what to say next.

The atmosphere in the office was delicate, and Dumbledore did not break the silence between the two, but with a happy expression expecting Voldemort to speak first.

He has always been in charge of the initiative, both in terms of momentum and topicality. In the entire wizarding world, only Dumbledore could do this.

??“ I'm back!" After a few moments, Voldemort said, "Probably a little later than Professor Duppert expected...... But I came back, in order to apply again for the position he then said I was too young to fill. I've come to ask you to allow me to return to this castle to teach, knowing that I've seen and done a lot since I left here, and that I can teach your students things that no other wizard will ever learn. ”

Dumbledore looked at Voldemort from his cup for a moment before speaking. Yes, I know you've seen a lot and done a lot since you left us. Rumors of what you've done have also reached your alma mater, Tom. If they were half credible, I would be very sorry. ”

"Is it a pity?" said Voldemort, still expressionless, "greatness begets envy, jealousy begets resentment, and resentment breeds lies." You know that, Dumbledore. ”

"Oh, you call what you've done great, don't you?" asked Dumbledore gracefully.

?“ Of course!" said Voldemort, his eyes burning red, "I've done a lot of experiments, and may have advanced magic to ...... like never before."

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