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I am not from the asylum, said Dumbledore patiently. I am a teacher and, if you will sit down calmly, I shall tell you about Hogwarts. Of course, if you would rather not come to the school, nobody will force you - Id like to see them try, sneered Riddle. Hogwarts, Dumbledore went on, as though he had not heard Riddles last words, is a school for people with special abilities - Im not mad. I know that you are not mad. Hogwarts is not a school for mad people. It is a school of magic. There was silence. Riddle had frozen, his face expressionless, but his eyes were flickering back and forth between each of Dumbledores, as though trying to catch one of them lying. Magic. he repeated in a whisper. Thats right, said Dumbledore. Its. its magic, what I can do. What is it that you can do. All sorts, breathed Riddle. A flush of excitement was rising up his neck into his hollow cheeks; he looked fevered. I can make things move without touching them. I can make animals do what I want them to do, without training them. I can make bad things happen to people who annoy me. I can make them hurt if I want to. His legs were trembling. He stumbled forward and sat down on the bed again, staring at his hands, his head bowed as though in prayer. I knew I was different, he whispered to his own quivering fingers. I knew I was special. Always, I knew there was something. Well, you were quite right, said Dumbledore, who was no longer smiling, but watching Riddle intently. You are a wizard. Riddle lifted his head. His face was transfigured: There was a wild happiness upon it, yet for some reason it did not make him better looking; on the contrary, his finely carved features seemed somehow rougher, his expression almost bestial. Are you a wizard too. Yes, I am. Prove it, said Riddle at once, in the same commanding tone he had used when he had said, Tell the truth. Dumbledore raised his eyebrows. If, as I take it, you are accepting your place at Hogwarts - Of course I am. Then you will address me as Professor or sir. Riddles expression hardened for the most fleeting moment before he said, in an unrecognizably polite voice, Im sorry, sir. I meant - please, Professor, could you show me -. Harry was sure that Dumbledore was going to refuse, that he would tell Riddle there would be plenty of time for practical demonstrations at Hogwarts, that they were currently in a building full of Muggles and must therefore be cautious. To his great surprise, however, Dumbledore drew his wand from an inside pocket of his suit jacket, pointed it at the shabby wardrobe in the corner, and gave the wand a casual flick. The wardrobe burst into flames. Riddle jumped to his feet; Harry could hardly blame him for howling in shock and rage; all his worldly possessions must be in there. But even as Riddle rounded on Dumbledore, the flames vanished, leaving the wardrobe completely undamaged. Riddle stared from the wardrobe to Dumbledore; then, his expression greedy, he pointed at the wand. Where can I get one of them. All https://freestrategygames.cloud/free/counter-strike-games-download-free.php good time, said Dumbledore. I think there is something trying to get out of your wardrobe. And sure enough, a faint rattling could be heard from inside it. For the first time, Riddle looked frightened. Open the door, said Dumbledore. Riddle hesitated, then crossed the room and threw open the wardrobe door. On the topmost shelf, above a rail of threadbare clothes, a small cardboard box was shaking and rattling as though there were several frantic mice trapped inside it. Take it out, said Dumbledore. Riddle took down the quaking box. He looked unnerved. Is there anything in that box that you ought not to have. asked Dumbledore. Riddle threw Dumbledore a long, clear, calculating look. Yes, I suppose so, sir, he said finally, in an expressionless voice. Open it, said Dumbledore. Riddle took off the lid and tipped the contents onto his bed without looking at them. Harry, who had expected something much more exciting, saw a mess of small, everyday objects: a yo-yo, a silver thimble, and a tarnished mouth organ among them. Once free of the box, they stopped quivering and lay quite still upon the thin blankets. You will return them to their owners with your apologies, said Dumbledore calmly, putting his wand back into his jacket. I shall know whether it has been done. And be warned: Thieving is not tolerated at Hogwarts. Riddle did not look remotely abashed; he was still staring coldly and appraisingly at Dumbledore. At last he said in a colorless voice, Yes, sir. At Hogwarts, Dumbledore went on, we teach you not only to use magic, but to control it. You have - inadvertently, I am sure - been using your powers in a way that is neither taught nor tolerated at our school. You are not the first, nor will you be the last, to allow your magic to run away with you. But you should know that Hogwarts can expel students, and the Ministry of Magic - yes, there is a Ministry - will punish lawbreakers still more severely. All new wizards must accept that, in entering our world, they abide by our laws. Yes, sir, said Riddle again. It was impossible to tell what he was thinking; his face remained quite blank as he put the little cache of stolen objects back into the cardboard box. When he had finished, he turned to Dumbledore and said baldly, I havent got any money. That is easily remedied, said Dumbledore, drawing a leather moneypouch from his pocket. There is a fund at Hogwarts for those who require assistance to buy books and robes. You might have to buy some of your spellbooks and Pubg game online no download gta 5 on secondhand, but - Where do you buy spellbooks. interrupted Riddle, who had taken the heavy money bag without thanking Dumbledore, and was now examining a fat gold Galleon. In Diagon Alley, said Dumbledore. I have your list of books and school equipment with me. I can help you find everything - Youre coming with me. asked Riddle, looking up. Certainly, if you - I dont need you, said Riddle. Im used to doing things for myself, I go round London on my own all the time. How do you get to this Diagon Alley - sir. he added, catching Dumbledores eye. Harry thought that Dumbledore would insist upon accompanying Riddle, but once again he was surprised. Dumbledore handed Riddle the envelope containing his list of equipment, and after telling Riddle exactly how to get to the Leaky Cauldron from the orphanage, he said, You will be able to see it, although Muggles around you - non-magical people, that is - Pubg game online no download gta 5 not. Ask for Tom the barman - easy enough to remember, as he shares your name - Riddle gave an irritable twitch, as though trying to displace an irksome fly. You dislike the name Tom. There are a lot of Toms, muttered Riddle. Then, as though he could not suppress the question, as though it burst from him in spite of himself, he asked, Was my father a wizard. He was called Tom Riddle too, theyve told me. Im afraid I dont know, said Dumbledore, his voice gentle. My mother cant have been magic, or she wouldnt have died, said Riddle, more to himself than Dumbledore. It mustve been him. So - when Check this out got all my stuff - when do I come to this Hogwarts. All the details are on the second piece of parchment in your envelope, said Dumbledore. You will leave from Kings Cross Station on the first of September. There is a train ticket in there too. Thank pubg failed to initialize steam or steam opinion nodded. Dumbledore got to his feet and held out his hand again. Taking it, Riddle said, I can speak to snakes. I found out when weve been to the country on trips - they find me, they whisper to me. Is that normal for a wizard. Harry could tell that he had withheld mention of this strangest power until that moment, determined to impress. It is unusual, said Dumbledore, after a moments hesitation, but not unheard of. His tone was casual but his eyes moved curiously over Riddles face. They stood for a moment, man and boy, staring at each other. Then the handshake was broken; Dumbledore was at the door. Good-bye, Tom. I shall see you at Hogwarts. I think that will do, said the white-haired Dumbledore at Harrys side, and seconds later, they were soaring weightlessly through darkness once more, before landing squarely in the present-day office. Sit down, said Dumbledore, landing beside Harry. Harry obeyed, his mind still full of what he had just seen. He believed it much quicker than I did - I mean, when you told him he was a wizard, said Harry. I didnt believe Hagrid at first, when he told me. Yes, Riddle was perfectly ready to believe that he was - to use his word - special, said Dumbledore. Did you know - then. asked Harry. Did I know that I had just met the most dangerous Dark wizard of all time. said Dumbledore. No, I had no idea that he was to grow up to be what he is. However, I was certainly intrigued by him. I returned to Hogwarts intending to keep an eye upon him, something I should have done in any case, given that he was alone and friendless, but which, already, I felt I ought to do for otherssake as much as his. His powers, as you heard, were surprisingly well-developed for such a young wizard Pubg game online no download gta 5 - most interestingly and ominously of all - he had already discovered that he had some measure of control over them, and begun to use them players counter strike source online. And as you saw, they were not the random experiments typical of young wizards: He was already using magic against other people, to frighten, to punish, to control. The little stories of the strangled rabbit and the young boy and girl he lured into a cave were most suggestive. I can make them hurt if I want to. And he was a Parselmouth, interjected Harry. Yes, indeed; a rare ability, and one supposedly connected with the Dark Arts, although as we know, there are Parselmouths among the great and the good too. In fact, his ability to speak to serpents did not make me nearly as uneasy as his obvious instincts for cruelty, secrecy, and domination. Time is making fools of us again, said Dumbledore, indicating the dark sky beyond the windows. But before we part, I want to draw your attention to certain features of the scene we have just witnessed, for they have a great bearing on the matters we shall be discussing in future meetings. Firstly, I hope you noticed Riddles reaction when I mentioned that another shared his first name, Tom. Harry nodded. There he showed his contempt for anything that tied him to other people, anything that made him ordinary. Even then, he wished to be different, Pubg game online no download gta 5, notorious. He shed his name, as you know, within a few short years of that conversation and created the mask of Lord Voldemort behind which he has been hidden for so long. I trust that you also noticed that Tom Riddle was already highly selfsufficient, secretive, and, apparently, friendless. He did not want help or companionship on his trip to Diagon Alley. He preferred to operate alone. The adult Voldemort is the same. You will hear many of his Death Eaters claiming that they are in his confidence, that they alone are close to him, even understand him. They are deluded. Lord Voldemort has never had a friend, nor do I believe that he has ever wanted one. And lastly - I hope you are not too sleepy to pay attention to this, Harry - the young Tom Riddle liked to collect trophies. You saw the box of stolen articles he had hidden in his room. These were taken from victims of his bullying behavior, souvenirs, if you will, of particularly unpleasant bits of magic. Bear in mind this magpie-like tendency, for this, particularly, will be important later. And now, it really is time for bed. Harry got to his feet. As he walked across the room, his eyes fell upon the little table on which Marvolo Gaunts ring had rested last time, but the ring was no longer there. Yes, Harry. said Dumbledore, for Harry had come to a halt. The rings gone, said Harry, looking around. But I thought you might have the mouth organ or something. Dumbledore beamed at him, peering over the top of his half-moon spectacles. Very astute, Harry, but the mouth organ was only ever a mouth organ. And on that enigmatic note he waved to Harry, who understood himself to be dismissed. H CHAPTER FOURTEEN FELIX FELICIS arry had Herbology first thing the following morning. He had been unable to tell Ron and Hermione about his lesson with Dumbledore over breakfast for fear of being overheard, but he filled them in as they walked across the vegetable patch toward the greenhouses. The weekends brutal wind had died out at last; the weird mist had returned and it took them a little longer than usual to find the correct greenhouse. Wow, scary thought, the boy You-Know-Who, said Ron quietly, as they took their places around one of the gnarled Snargaluff stumps that formed this terms project, and began pulling on their protective gloves. But I still dont get why Dumbledores showing you all this. I mean, its really interesting and everything, but whats the point. Dunno, said Harry, inserting a gum shield. But he says its all important and itll help me survive. I think its fascinating, said Hermione earnestly. It makes absolute sense to know as much about Voldemort as possible. How else will you find out his weaknesses. So how was Slughorns latest party. Harry asked her thickly through the gum shield. Oh, it was quite fun, really, said Hermione, now putting on protective goggles. I mean, he drones on about famous ex-pupils a bit, and he absolutely fawns on McLaggen because hes so well-connected, but he gave us some really nice food and he introduced us to Gwenog Jones. Gwenog Jones. said Ron, his eyes widening under his own goggles. The Gwenog Jones. Captain of the Holyhead Harpies. Thats right, said Hermione. Personally, I thought she was a bit full of herself, but - Quite enough chat over here. said Professor Sprout briskly, bustling over and looking stern. Youre lagging behind, everybody else has started, and Nevilles already got his first pod. They looked around; sure enough, there sat Neville with a bloody lip and several nasty scratches along the side of his face, but clutching an unpleasantly pulsating green object about the size of a grapefruit. Okay, Professor, were starting now. said Ron, adding quietly, when she had turned away again, shouldve used Muffliato, Harry. No, we shouldnt. said Hermione at once, looking, as she always did, intensely cross at the thought of the Half-Blood Prince and his spells. Well, come on. wed better get going. She gave the other two an apprehensive look; they all took deep breaths and then dived at the gnarled stump between them. It sprang to life at once; long, prickly, bramblelike vines flew out of the top and whipped through the air. One tangled itself in Hermiones hair, and Ron beat it back with a pair of secateurs; Harry succeeded in trapping a couple of vines and knotting them together; a hole opened in the middle of all the tentaclelike branches; Hermione plunged her arm bravely into this hole, which closed like a trap around her elbow; Harry and Ron tugged and wrenched at the vines, forcing the hole to open again, and Hermione snatched her arm free, clutching in her fingers a pod just like Nevilles. At once, the prickly vines shot back inside, and the gnarled stump sat there looking like an innocently dead lump of wood. You know, I dont think Ill be having any of these in my garden when Ive got my own place, said Ron, pushing his goggles up onto his forehead and wiping sweat from his face. Pass me a bowl, said Hermione, holding the pulsating pod at arms length; Harry handed one over and she dropped the pod into it with a look of disgust on her face. Dont be squeamish, squeeze it out, theyre best when theyre fresh. called Professor Sprout. Anyway, said Hermione, continuing their interrupted conversation as though a lump of wood had not just attacked them, Slughorns going to have a Christmas party, Harry, and theres no way youll be able to wriggle out of this one because he actually asked me to check your free evenings, so he could be sure to have it on a night you can come. Harry groaned.
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