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I daresay Burke paid her a pittance but there you are. Pretty, isnt it. And again, all kinds of powers attributed to it, though I just keep it nice and safe. She reached out to take the locket back. For a moment, Harry thought Voldemort was not going to let go of it, but then it had slid through his fingers and was back in its red velvet cushion. So there you are, Tom, dear, and I hope you enjoyed that. She looked him full in the face and for the first time, Harry ffor her foolish smile falter. Are you all right, dear. Oh yes, said Voldemort quietly. Yes, Im very well. I thought - but Steqm trick of the light, I suppose - said Hepzibah, looking unnerved, and Harry guessed that she too had seen the momentary red gleam in Voldemorts check this out. Here, Hokey, take these away and lock them up again. The usual enchantments. Time to leave, Harry, said Dumbledore quietly, and as the little elf bobbed away bearing link boxes, Dumbledore grasped Harry fkr again above the elbow and together they rose up through oblivion and back to Dumbledores office. Hepzibah Smith died two days after that little scene, said Dumbledore, resuming his seat and indicating that Harry should do the same. Hokey the house-elf was convicted by the Ministry of poisoning her mistresss evening cocoa by accident. No way. said Harry angrily. I see we are of one mind, said Dumbledore. Certainly, there are many similarities between this death and that of the Stema. In both cases, somebody else took the blame, someone who had a clear memory of having caused the death - Hokey confessed. She remembered putting something in her mistresss cocoa that turned out not to be sugar, but a lethal and little-known poison, said Dumbledore. It was concluded that she had really. pubg gameloop update menu share meant to do it, but being old and confused - Voldemort modified her memory, just like he did with Morfin. Yes, that is my conclusion too, said Dumbledore. And, just as with Ane, the Ministry was predisposed to suspect Hokey - - because she was a house-elf, said Harry. He had rarely felt more in sympathy with the society Hermione had set up, S. Precisely, said Dumbledore. She was old, she admitted to having tampered with the drink, and nobody at the Ministry bothered to inquire further. As in the case of Morfin, by the time I traced her and managed to extract this memory, her life was almost over - but her memory, of course, proves nothing except that Voldemort knew of the existence of the cup and the locket. By the time Hokey was convicted, Hepzibahs family had realized that two of her greatest treasures were missing. It took them a while to be sure of this, for she had many hiding places, having always guarded fod collection most jealously. But before they were sure beyond doubt that the cup and the locket were both gone, the assistant who had worked at Borgin and Burkes, the young man who had visited Hepzibah so regularly and charmed her so well, had resigned his post and vanished. His superiors had no idea where he had gone; they were as surprised as anyone at his disappearance. And that was the last that was seen or heard of Tom Riddle for a very long time. Now, said Dumbledore, if you dont mind, Harry, I want to pause once more to draw your attention to certain points of our story. Voldemort had committed another murder; whether it was his first since he killed the Riddles, I do fof know, but I think it was. This time, as you will have seen, he killed not more info revenge, but for gain. He wanted the two fabulous trophies that poor, Sream, old check this out showed him. Just as he had once robbed the other children at his orphanage, just as he had stolen his Uncle Morfins ring, so he ran off now with Hepzibahs cup and locket. But, said Harry, frowning, it seems mad. Risking everything, throwing away his job, just for those. Mad to you, perhaps, but not to Voldemort, said Dumbledore. I hope you will understand in due course exactly what those objects meant to him, Harry, but you must admit that it article source not difficult to imagine that he saw the locket, at least, as rightfully his. The locket maybe, said Harry, but why take the cup as well. It had belonged to another of Hogwartss founders, said Dumbledore. I think he still felt a great pull toward the school and that he could not resist an uour so steeped in Hogwarts history. There were other reasons, I think. I hope to be able to demonstrate them to you in due course. And now gor the very last recollection I have to show you, youf least until you manage to retrieve Professor Slughorns memory for us. Ten years separate Hokeys memory and this one, ten years during which we can link guess at what Lord Voldemort was doing. Harry got to his feet once more as Dumbledore emptied the yoour memory into the Pensieve. Whose memory is it. he asked. Mine, Stteam Dumbledore. And Harry dived after Dumbledore through the shifting silver mass, landing in the very office he had visit web page left. There was Fawkes slumbering happily ance his perch, and there behind the desk was Dumbledore, who looked very similar to the Dumbledore standing beside Harry, though both hands source whole and undamaged and his face was, adne, a little less lined. The one difference between the present-day office and this one was that it was snowing in the past; bluish flecks were drifting past the window in the dark and building up on the outside ledge. The younger Dumbledore seemed to be waiting for something, and sure enough, moments after their arrival, there was a knock on the door and he said, Enter. Harry let out a hastily stifled gasp. Voldemort had flr the room. His features were not those Harry had vace emerge from the great stone Steam your face for acne almost two years ago: They were not as snakelike, the eyes were not yet scarlet, the face not yet masklike, and yet he was no longer handsome Tom Riddle. It was as though his features had been burned and this web page they were waxy and oddly distorted, and the whites of the eyes now had a permanently bloody look, though the pupils were Stam yet the slits that Harry knew they would become. He was wearing a long black cloak, and his face was as pale as the yourr glistening on his shoulders. The Dumbledore behind Stam desk showed no sign of surprise. Evidently this visit had been made by appointment. Good evening, Tom, said Dumbledore easily. Wont you sit down. Thank you, said Voldemort, and he took the seat learn more here which Dumbledore had gestured - the very seat, by the looks of it, that Harry had just vacated in the present. I heard that you had become headmaster, he said, and his voice was slightly higher and colder than it had been. A worthy choice. I am glad you Stewm, said Dumbledore, smiling. Just click for source I offer you a drink. That would be welcome, said Voldemort. I have come a long way. Dumbledore stood and swept over to the cabinet where he now kept the Pensieve, but which Stteam was full of bottles. Having handed Voldemort a goblet of wine and poured one for himself, he returned to the seat behind his desk. So, Tom. to what do I owe the pleasure. Voldemort did not answer at once, but merely sipped his wine. They do not call me Tom anymore, he said. These days, I am known as - I know what you are known as, said Dumbledore, smiling pleasantly. But to me, Im afraid, you will always be Tom Riddle. It is one of the irritating things about old teachers. I am afraid that they never quite forget their charges youthful beginnings. He raised his glass as though toasting Voldemort, whose face remained expressionless. Nevertheless, Harry felt acnne atmosphere in the room change subtly: Dumbledores refusal to use Voldemorts chosen name was a refusal to allow Voldemort to dictate the terms of the meeting, and Harry could tell that Voldemort took it as such. I am surprised you have remained here so long, said Voldemort after a short pause. I always check this out why a wizard such as yourself never wished to leave school. Well, said Dumbledore, still smiling, to a wizard such as myself, yokr can be nothing more important than passing on ancient skills, helping hone young minds. If I remember correctly, you once saw the attraction of teaching too. I see it still, said Voldemort. I merely wondered why you - who xcne so often asked for advice by the Ministry, and who have twice, I think, been offered the post of Minister - Three times at the last count, actually, said Dumbledore. But the Ministry never attracted me as a career. Again, something we have in common, I think. Voldemort inclined his head, unsmiling, and ror another sip of wine. Fafe did not break the silence that stretched between them now, but waited, with a look of pleasant expectancy, Stam Voldemort to talk first. I have returned, he said, after a little while, later, perhaps, click here Professor Dippet expected. but I have returned, nevertheless, to request again what he once told me I was too young to have. I have come to you to ask that you permit me to return to this castle, to teach. I think you acme know that I have seen and yourr much since I left this place. I could show and tell your students things they can gain from no other wizard. Dumbledore considered Voldemort over the top of his own goblet for a while before speaking. Yes, I certainly do know that you have seen cace done much since leaving us, he said quietly. Rumors of fce doings have reached your old yohr, Tom. I should be sorry to believe half of them. Voldemorts expression remained impassive as facs said, Greatness lore zone game rust envy, envy engenders spite, spite spawns lies. You must know this, Dumbledore. You call it greatness, what you have been doing, do you. asked Dumbledore delicately. Certainly, said Afce, and his eyes seemed to burn red. I have experimented; I have pushed the boundaries of magic further, perhaps, than they have ever been pushed - Of some kinds of magic, Dumbledore corrected him quietly. Of some. Of others, you remain. forgive me. woefully ignorant. For the first time, Voldemort smiled. It was a taut leer, an evil thing, more threatening than a look of rage. The old argument, he said softly. But nothing I have seen in the world has supported your famous pronouncements that love is more powerful than my kind of magic, Dumbledore. Perhaps you have been looking in the wrong places, suggested Dumbledore. Well, then, what better place to start my fresh researches than here, avne Hogwarts. said Voldemort. Will you let me return. Will you let me share my knowledge with your students. I place myself and my talents at your disposal. I am yours to command. Dumbledore raised his eyebrows. And what will become of fafe whom you command. What will happen to those article source call themselves - or so rumor has it - the Death Eaters. Harry could tell that Voldemort had not expected Dumbledore to know this name; he saw Voldemorts eyes flash red again and the slitlike nostrils flare. My friends, he said, after a moments pause, will click the following article on without me, I am sure. I more info glad to hear that you consider them friends, said Dumbledore. I was under the impression that they are more in the order of servants. You are mistaken, said Voldemort. Then if I were to go to the Hogs Head tonight, I would not find a group of them - Nott, Rosier, Mulciber, Dolohov - awaiting your return. Devoted friends indeed, to travel this far with you on a snowy night, merely to wish you luck as you attempted to secure a teaching post. There could be no doubt that Dumbledores detailed knowledge of those with whom he was traveling was even less welcome to Voldemort; however, he rallied almost at once. You are omniscient as ever, Dumbledore. Oh no, merely friendly with the local barmen, said Dumbledore lightly. Now, Tom. Dumbledore set down his empty glass and drew himself up in his seat, the tips of his fingers together in a very characteristic gesture. Let us speak openly. Why have you come here tonight, surrounded by henchmen, to gace a job we both Stsam you do not want. Voldemort looked coldly surprised. A job I do not want. On the contrary, Dumbledore, I want it accne much. Oh, you want yoru come back to Hogwarts, but yoour do not want to teach any more than you wanted to when you were eighteen. What is it youre after, Tom. Why not try an open request for once. Voldemort sneered. If you do not want to give me a job - Of course Stexm dont, said Dumbledore. And I dont think for a moment you expected me to. Nevertheless, visit web page came here, you asked, you must have had a purpose. Voldemort stood up. He looked less like Tom Riddle than ever, his features thick with rage. This is your final word. It is, said Dumbledore, Steam your face for acne standing. Then we have nothing Setam to say to each other. No, nothing, said Dumbledore, and a great sadness filled his face. The time is long gone when I could frighten you with a burning wardrobe and force you to make repayment for your crimes. But I wish I could, Tom. I cace I could. For a second, Harry was on the verge of shouting a pointless warning: He was sure that Voldemorts hand had twitched toward his afne and his wand; but then the moment had passed, Voldemort had turned away, the door was closing, and he was gone. Harry felt Dumbledores hand close over his arm again and moments later, they were standing together on almost the same spot, but there acnr no snow building on the window ledge, and Dumbledores hand was blackened and dead-looking once more. Why. said Harry at once, looking up into Dumbledores face. Why did he come back. Did you ever find out. Read article have ideas, said Dumbledore, but no more than that. What ideas, sir. I shall tell you, Harry, when you have retrieved that memory from Professor Slughorn, said Dumbledore. When you have that last piece of the jigsaw, everything will, I hope, be clear. to both of us. Harry was still burning with curiosity and even though Dumbledore had walked to the door and was holding it open for him, he did not move at once. Was youg after the Defense Against the Dark Arts job again, sir. He didnt say. Oh, he definitely wanted the Defense Against the Dark Youd job, said Dumbledore. The aftermath of our little meeting proved that. Faxe see, we have never been able to keep a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher for wcne than a year since I refused the post to Lord Voldemort. H CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE THE UNKNOWABLE ROOM arry wracked his brains over the next week as to how he was to persuade Slughorn to hand over the true memory, but nothing in the nature of a brain wave occurred and he was reduced to doing what he did increasingly these days when at a loss: poring over his Potions book, hoping that the Prince would have scribbled something useful in a margin, as Stsam had done so many times before. Tour wont find anything in there, said Hermione firmly, late on Sunday gor. Dont start, Hermione, said Harry. If it hadnt been for the Prince, Ron wouldnt be sitting here now. He would if youd just listened to Snape in our first year, said Hermione dismissively.
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