McGoth had a feeling of ridicule, did this diary treat people as fools, he said that Snape's words were probably still believed, saying Dumbledore, what kind of international jokes, this was seen by the Death Eaters and would definitely slap him twice.

"Don't you believe it, think it's ridiculous." The diary could not wait for McGoss's reply, and a line continued to surface.

"Indeed, I might believe Professor Snape's words, but you say Headmaster Dumbledore? Hehe. It seems that your master is a very good storyteller. McGoth lay back after writing this, thinking that he would borrow a camera from Colin tomorrow and take a picture of it when the diary came out of the secret room, so that he would not be afraid to pretend to be dead even if it reached Dumbledore.

"Don't worry." These three words slowly surfaced in the diary.

"It's better for you to see for yourself!" When the lines were displayed, the pages began to turn as quickly as if they had been blown by a strong wind, until the last few sheets.

Is it the 6D panorama replay that appeared in the movie?' McGoth thought to himself.

The blank pages slowly appeared like a television screen, and Magos looked down, and before he could get ready, he leaned forward, the screen getting bigger and bigger, and he felt his body leave the couch and fall headfirst into the screen, into a flying swirling of colors and shadows.

When McGoth felt his feet on solid ground again, he looked up and around, and the somewhat vague scene around him suddenly became clear.

He found himself standing in the hallway of Hogwarts, and in front of him was an office he had never seen before, with two wizards standing one at a time, Dumbledore as a young man and a wizard he didn't know.

"Greenwald, this is not the place for you." Young Dumbledore said.

'Greenwald? I'll go. 'McGoth was shocked by the name, Greenwald has been to Hogwarts?' Tom. How did Riddle know?

He subconsciously turned around and didn't notice Riddle, but he was sure that Riddle was nearby, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to see the scene.

"Don't be so angry, Albus." Greenwald chuckled.

"I haven't seen you in so many years, but I miss you so much."

Anger slowly appeared on young Dumbledore's face, "Tell me why you're here. ”

"Tut-tut, I haven't seen you for a few years, and your temper is much more irritable than before."

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in Hogwarts, I'm just invited by the Ancient Wizardry Society to invite one of your students to join."

"Delusional." When Dumbledore heard this, he directly swung his wand in anger and attacked Greenwald.

Greenwald had expected to dodge.

"Bang." The Lost Target spell directly crushes a row of bookshelves into powder.

"You know, the Ancient Magic Society is a real world-class magic school club, how many grades stronger than your so-called Phoenix Society, don't you first ask him if he is willing to join?"

"Gellert, you really think I wouldn't dare kill you." Dumbledore raised his wand, and a purple glow began to glow on it. Greenwald glanced greedily at the wand in his hand.

McGoth listened to their conversation a little puzzled, what was the Ancient Magic Society, why young Dumbledore couldn't be suppressed in anger when he heard that someone had invited.

"You don't want to hear his opinion before killing me?" Greenwald smiled and waved his wand, and suddenly there was one more person in the office.

"Riddle?" Dumbledore looked at the young wizard in front of him in surprise. McGoth also walked up to him curiously, to see what the existence that terrified the wizarding world looked like at a young age.

"I'm not as handsome as I am." McGoth underestimated.

"Professor, what is the Ancient Magic Society?" Tom. Riddle couldn't hear Magos, and asked Dumbledore.

"A society of dark wizards."

"No, no, you should say a society of great wizards."

"Can a madman who spends his days trying to study the spell of how to kill and who spends his days trying to invent new unforgivable spells be called great?" Dumbledore said disdainfully.

"Isn't that what you used to love?" Greenwald replied unconcernedly.

Dumbledore was silent for a moment and said to Riddle, "It's because I've known that I'd like you to decline his invitation." ”

Riddle watched as Greenwald's eyes flashed with thought, but it quickly vanished.

"I'll follow your advice, Professor." Greenwald smiled meaningfully at Riddle's words.

"It's just that the Order of Ancient Magic is different from your Order of the Phoenix?"

"Let me answer that question," Greenwald said.

"You should know that there are very few people with magical talents, and the maximum number of people in a magic school will not exceed 5,000." Riddle nodded.

"At Hogwarts, for example, she had just over a thousand students at the very least, so the circle of students was too small to be small. So at that time, magic schools all over the world discussed the establishment of a world-class magic school club, which could allow young wizards from all over the world to join, so that the circle would not be bigger. ”

However, with the emergence of some chaotic clubs, this situation began to change, the world demon club went from anyone can join to only have an inviter to join, and the desire to establish a world-class magic club has also changed from being established at random to having the consent of students from four magic schools and the principals of four magic schools. And the club you set up has an assessment every year, in addition to the normal school content, there is also the meaning of the club itself, such as the additional assessment of the ancient magic club is to discover new spells, of course, this is nothing. If the assessment fails, the club will be banned. By the way, the assessor is the owner of the club, and more than 10% of the unqualified is a failure. After a pause, he said to Dumbledore in a mocking tone,

"It seems that only one headmaster of the Order of the Phoenix agrees."

Dumbledore glanced at Greenwald and said lightly, "The society I set up is only private. ”

Greenwald shrugged and stopped talking.

"Thank you." Riddle said. "I decided to follow my professor's advice."

Greenwald glanced at him and nodded and didn't continue to invite, but said to Dumbledore,

"I've been waiting for a long time, and you said you'd bring it to me."

Dumbledore looked at Del, "Don't worry, I'll be keeping my promise soon." ”

"Either kill what Salazar left behind, or you find a way to keep it under control. You know what I want. ”

Dumbledore nodded, "I will." Now, please leave Hogwarts. ”

"No problem." Greenwald said and the man vanished.

"I hope you don't say what you say today, especially the last few words."

"I know, Professor."

After Riddle finished speaking, the picture began to freeze and dim, and McGoth knew that this was the end of the replay, and he wanted to complain about Dumbledore's last few words, which were obviously P, and I also knew that what Greenwald really wanted was the Elder Wand.