The process is simple and straightforward, with a woman full of mystery and stories, in fact, who comes to a Muggle orphanage alone in the last moments of her life, gives birth to a baby in her womb and dies, typical of the beginning of a story.

This child, later Voldemort, his growth trajectory is also a typical protagonist template.

Unfortunately, in this story, the young Dumbledore is also the main character.

So, Voldemort failed in the end, and like his predecessor Grindelwald, it was a matter of fate.

For the plot of this book, Evan can only use two words to evaluate it, shouldn't the routine that readers love be brainless from beginning to end?

Who loves to watch the story of Dumbledore, Grindelwald and Voldemort falling in love and killing each other?

Behind the table, Mrs. Cole took another long sip of gin, and she nodded meaningfully.

"Did she say anything before she died?" Dumbledore asked, taking the opportunity, "Like, about the boy's father?"

"yes, she did. Mrs. Cole poured herself some more gin.

Maybe it was magic, maybe it was the enthusiastic listener in front of her, which obviously intrigued her.

"I remember her saying to me: I want him to look like his dad. "To be honest, she was right to hope, for she wasn't very good-looking." Then she told me that the child was called Tom after his father, and the middle name was after her own father as Marvolo. yes, I know, that's a weird name, isn't it? We wondered if she was from the circus, and she said the boy's last name was Riddle, and she didn't say anything more, and soon died.

"Tom Marvolo Riddle. Dumbledore repeated in a low voice.

"Yes, then we named the child as she had told, and the poor girl seemed to take it very seriously, and I could feel it, but no one from the Tom, Marvolo, or Riddle family came to him, nor did he see any relative, so he remained in the orphanage to this day. ”

Mrs. Cole poured herself another full glass of gin, almost absent-mindedly, and two blush appeared on her cheekbones.

Then, after a moment's hesitation, she continued, "He's a weird kid. ”

"yes. Dumbledore said, "I guessed it too." ”

"He's weird when he's a baby, and he almost never cries, which isn't common, isn't it? I've seen so many children, and he's the first one. Later, when he grew up a little, he became very ...... Weird. ”

"Weird, what weird do you mean?" asked Dumbledore gently.

"That's right, he'......," said Mrs. Cole, with a sudden pause.

She threw an inquiring glance at Dumbledore over her gin glass, which was not at all dazed or confused.

At that moment, Evan felt that Dumbledore's magic had failed!

"He's sure he can go to your school, right?"

"Definitely. Dumbledore said.

"Whatever I say, it won't change that?"

"No, it won't. Dumbledore said.

"You're going to take him away anyway?"

"Anyway. Dumbledore repeated solemnly.

Mrs. Cole squinted at him, as if judging whether to believe him or not.

Eventually, apparently thinking he could be trusted, she suddenly blurted out, "He scared the other kids." ”

"Scared?!, you mean he likes to bully?" Dumbledore asked.

"It's not just bullying, it's scary, it's a hard feeling to explain. If you think he's a bully, that's fine. Mrs. Cole frowned and said, "It's hard to catch him red-handed, there have been some accidents, some vicious incidents......"

Dumbledore didn't rush her, but he could tell he was interested.

Mrs. Cole took another long sip of gin, and the flush on her cheeks deepened.

"Let me tell you, Billy Stubbs Bunny...... yes, Tom said he didn't do it, and I don't think he could have done it, but that the rabbit wouldn't hang himself on a beam, would he?"

Evan pursed his lips, and his brain automatically made up enough images to make a horror movie.

A boy wakes up in the morning to find his beloved pet rabbit hanging from the top of his head, wobbly......

"I don't think so. Dumbledore whispered, frowning as well.

Every little wizard will have a magical riot event before they awaken, but this one seems to be exceptionally special and cruel.

Normal little wizards can't do that, and it's no wonder that Mrs. Cole would describe young Riddle as weird and frightening.

"Well, the rabbit, I can't figure out how he climbed up to it to do this. All I know is that he and Billy had a fight the day before. And then ......" Mrs. Cole took another sip of gin, this time spilling some to her chin, "going out on a summer outing, you know, once a year." We took them to the countryside or to the beach, and since then, Amy Benson and Dennis Bishop haven't been quite right. ”

"Excuse me, can I see what's wrong?" Dumbledore asked.

"It's just that the head is not normal, sometimes sober, sometimes sluggish. Mrs. Cole said, wiping the wine from her chin, "When we asked, they only said that they had gone into a cave with Tom Riddle. Tom swore they were going on an expedition, but something must have happened in there, I'm sure. And then there's many, many things, weird......"

She looked at Dumbledore again, her cheeks flushed, but her gaze was calm.

"I can't say, some of the things are so horrible that I'm not sure if he did it, but I think many people in this orphanage will applaud him when they see him leave. Yes, I can be sure of that. ”

"I'm sure you'll understand that we're not going to keep him in school all the time," Dumbledore said, "at least he'll be back here every summer." ”

"Oh, no problem, that's better than having someone sniff with a rusty flotting stick, and let him get out of here before he actually dies, thank God. Mrs. Cole burped softly, and she stood up, her legs still steady, though the bottle was two-thirds less gin.

"By the way, I guess you'd love to meet him, right?"

"I really want to. Dumbledore said as he stood up.

Evan and Harry glanced at each other, and each could see the surprise in each other's eyes.

Is this the young Voldemort, who was so terrible before he learned magic, the hanged rabbit, the mentally abnormal companion, the rusty fire stick sniffing, and so many other weird and terrible things, this is the standard horror protagonist template!