"You grieve for your mother?" Evan asked, looking at the other in surprise, was this still the Voldemort he knew?

"No, it's just her stupidity, that's what makes me sad. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Despite what he said, Riddle cried after knowing about his parents' past, which in itself says a lot.

He was saddened by Merope's experience, which was perhaps the human part of him, the only soft part of his heart.

After being abandoned by Tom Riddle Sr., Merope moved to London on her own.

She was pregnant, unable to return to the old house of the Gaunt family, and there was no one and no place to turn to.

She was so destitute that in order to survive, she had to sell her priceless locket to Mr. Burck at the Borgin Burke store.

She only got ten gold galleons, and she relied on ten gold gallons for almost a year.

Suffering, grief, grief and chronic malnutrition eventually cost her life.

Later, on a snowy Chinese New Year's Eve, she fainted on the steps of the front door of a Muggle orphanage.

There, she gave birth to Voldemort, and less than an hour later, she died, leaving behind the newborn baby, the name Tom Marvolo Riddle, the desire for the child to be like his father, the love for the child and his father, and an indelible shame.

Undoubtedly, this incident was a great shame for Voldemort.

At least until he was fifteen, he had been haunted by it.

He thought his mother was like the stupid Muggle girl, shameless, toyed with, and ruthlessly abandoned.

In the end, she died.

Like many pathetic Muggles, he died in obscurity, and no one even knew his name.

But in reality it was a struggle against fate, a struggle against defeat.

Things are far more complicated than you think, and Merope is far stronger than Riddle originally thought.

When fifteen-year-old Riddle first learned about these things, he was sure to have a certain touch on him.

This can be proved from the photo that was torn up and glued back together, and his inner feelings at that time were extremely complicated.

For a fifteen-year-old boy, despite the darkness of his life, it is impossible not to have no feelings for his mother.

He must have fantasized about it countless times, and this feeling is called love!

It was small, but it did exist in Voldemort's heart, buried deep in the heart of a fifteen-year-old boy.

"The basis of communication is sincerity!" Evan reminded.

"Well, if that's what you want to know, I'll admit, I did feel sad at the time, but absolutely no love!" Riddle insisted.

"But you're crying?"

"I'm crying, because I can't control the stupid tears that flow out on their own!" he shouted, his body shaking violently, "I regret doing this, my emotions or actions at that time must have accidentally touched the magic left on this ring, and in a long way I saw my mother suddenly appear beside me." Yes, I've never seen her before, but she's exactly like in the photos. ”

"This stone can bring back the dead. Dumbledore said softly, motioning for Evan not to pursue the question, "But it doesn't seem to be the way I thought it would, or if we didn't use it the right way. Tom, you saw your mother, and then what happened?"

Ever since he was a student, Dumbledore had wanted to get all the Deathly Hallows, especially the Resurrection Stone, which was extremely important to him.

He had wanted to resurrect his parents with it so he wouldn't have to take care of his sister Ariana.

Now, he wants it too.

He wanted to resurrect his sister and tell her how much remorse he felt......

But what happened to Dumbledore may have made him understand that the Resurrection Stone does not really resurrect the dead.

It can only bring back the soul, or something more real than the soul, but certainly not a real resurrection.

But listening to Dumbledore's tone, he didn't seem to be sure, or he wasn't giving up.

"The woman said a lot of stupid things to me, it was a magical power that I didn't understand, and she guided me forward, out of that mansion, into an illusory world, the world of death. Riddle said slowly.

He closed his eyes, as if recalling that terrible experience.

Evan took a quick look at the ring and the black gem on it, and the resurrection stone was used by spinning it three times inside his hand.

But neither Riddle nor Dumbledore did this, but they still triggered the magic on the Resurrection Stone.

Dumbledore's situation just now can be explained, his blood dripping onto the resurrection stone touched Voldemort's magic.

But Riddle must not have used the resurrection stone in the right way, what was going on?

Also, the Resurrection Stone does not have the function of leading the living to the world of the dead.

Evan wasn't quite sure about this, as he remembered that Harry had used the resurrection stone in the books.

After being killed by Voldemort, Harry entered the world of the dead, where he saw the dead Dumbledore and received his final guidance.

This thing itself is very abnormal, and the normal destruction of the soul in the body will certainly not have this effect.

Perhaps, as Riddle said, the Resurrection Stone and the ring have magic on them that they don't yet know about, bringing the living to the world of the dead.

Look at the other things Slytherin left behind, and one of them is really simple, that guy likes to hide secrets.

Perhaps it was because Riddle was his descendant and met certain conditions that triggered the magic he left behind.

"Tom, what does that world look like?" Dumbledore asked.

"An illusory world, where everything is in black and white like I am, maybe a little more real than fog, but still full of oppressive feelings, my mom and I left the big mansion and she said she was going to take me home, and we went through the canyon and came here......"

"Here?!"

"Yes, it's ridiculous that she calls this broken house home. Riddle said in disgust, "In the picture I saw, the house was not in ruins, but it was still inhabited, and I met my maternal grandfather, Marvolo Gaunt, and he told me that his name was and that he was talking to me, and although I had always wanted to communicate with him, it was so abnormal that I was not stupid enough to believe the nonsense of a dead man who had been transformed by magic." ”

"What did you do?" Dumbledore asked with interest.

"I pulled out my wand and cast a spell on him, and he dodged it, and his form changed again, he wasn't Marvolo Gaunt at all, but Death in disguise, an old man with a hood, and I hated that guy!" Riddle snapped, "He made me feel uncomfortable, so I used the Avada Death Charm on him." ”

"That's interesting!" Dumbledore whispered, as if pondering the truth of what Riddle had said.

"That Grim Reaper, he was struck by my magic, he was going to die, I killed Death! Before he died, he said that I could get a reward from him as a reward for defeating him!" Riddle said, "It's ridiculous, isn't it? That's what I thought, whether he's really a Grim Reaper or not, I'm going to conquer him, I'm invincible, I'm going to be the most powerful wizard in the end, I told him that." ”