Chapter 1443 Scary Child

The process is simple and direct. A woman full of mysteries and stories, who actually has a lot of background, came to a Muggle orphanage alone at the last moment of her life, gave birth to a child in her belly and then died. This is the beginning of a typical story.

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

Unfortunately, in this story, young Dumbledore is also the protagonist.

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

Regarding the plot of this book, Aiwen can only use hypocritical words to evaluate it. Shouldn’t readers’ favorite routine be brainless from beginning to end?

Who would love to read a love story between Dumbledore, Grindelwald, and Voldemort?

Behind the table, Mrs. Cole took another swig of her gin and nodded meaningfully.

"Did she say anything before she died?" Dumbledore took the opportunity to ask, "For example, about the boy's father?"

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

Perhaps by magic, perhaps by the eager audience before her, it was evident that she was intrigued.

"I remember her saying to me: I wish he looked like his dad," Mrs. Cole said. "Honestly, she was right to wish that, because she wasn't very good looking herself. And then she told me , the child was named Tom after his father, and her middle name was Marvolo after her own father. Yeah, I know, that's a weird name, isn't it? We wondered if she was from a circus, and she said that The boy's last name was Riddle, and she said nothing more, and died soon after.

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

"Yes, afterward, we named the baby as she said, and the poor girl seemed to take it seriously, and I could feel it, but there was never any Tom or Marvolo or Riddles People came to look for him, and he didn't see any relatives, so he stayed in the orphanage until today."

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

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

"Yes," said Dumbledore, "I guessed that too."

"He was weird as a baby and hardly ever cried, which is unusual, isn't it? He was the first of all the babies I've seen. Then, as he got older, he was... weird. "

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

"That's right, he..." Mrs. Cole suddenly stopped talking.

She cast a questioning look at Dumbledore over the gin glass that wasn't in the least dazed or confused.

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

"Surely he can go to your school, can't he?"

"Sure," said Dumbledore.

"No matter what I say, won't that change that?"

"No," said Dumbledore.

"You're going to take him anyway?"

"Anyway," Dumbledore repeated gravely.

Mrs. Cole squinted at him, as if deciding whether to trust him or not.

At last she evidently thought he could be trusted, and suddenly blurted out, "He scares the other kids."

"Scared?! You mean he likes to bully people?" asked Dumbledore.

"It's not simply bullying, it's scary. It's a feeling that's hard to explain. If you think he's bullying, that's okay." Mrs. Cole frowned and said, "It's hard to catch him on the spot, There have been some accidents, some vicious incidents..."

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

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

"Tell you what, Billy Stubbs' rabbit... yeah, Tom says he didn't do it, and I don't think he could have done it, but that's the way the rabbit ain't gonna use the rope himself hanging from the beams?"

Ai Wen pursed his lips, and automatically made up the picture enough to be made into a horror movie.

A boy wakes up in the morning to find his beloved pet rabbit hanged above his head, dangling...

"I don't think so either," Dumbledore said softly, frowning too.

Every little wizard will have a magic riot before awakening, but this one seems to be extraordinarily special and cruel.

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

"Well, that rabbit, I don't know how he got up there to do it. All I know is that he and Billy had a fight the day before. And then..." Mrs. Cole Another swig of gin, this time spilling some down his chin, "Go out in the summer, you know, once a year. We take them to the countryside or the seaside, and since then, Amy Benson and Dennis Bishop just wasn't quite right."

"Sorry, may I know what's wrong?" Dumbledore asked.

"It's just that the head is not right, and now it's sober and now it's sluggish," said Mrs. Cole, wiping the drink from her chin. "When we asked, they only said that they went into a cave with Tom Riddle. Tom swears It is said that they were going on an expedition, but something must have happened there, I am sure. There are many other things, weird..."

She looked at Dumbledore again, and although her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were calm.

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

"I'm sure you understand that we won't keep him at school forever," said Dumbledore, "at least he will be back here every summer."

"Oh, no problem. That's better than someone sniffing his nose with a rusty poker. Let him get out of here before he dies. Thank God." Mrs. Cole said with a belch. , she stood up, her legs still steady even though the bottle of gin was two-thirds gone.

"By the way, I guess you must really want to meet him?"

"I really want to." Dumbledore said and stood up.

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

Is this young Voldemort? Before he learned magic, it was just so scary, the rabbit who was hanged, the companion who became mentally abnormal, the rusty poker sniffing his nose, and many other weird and terrible things, this is simply standard horror The main character template!