themonasnovels Chapter 429 The Demon King Who Failed Plastic Surgery Was Eliminated in Job Hunting (Part 3!)
Chapter 429 The Demon King Who Failed Plastic Surgery Was Eliminated in Job Hunting (Part 3!)
Chapter 429 The Demon King Who Failed The Plastic Surgery Was Eliminated (The Third Update!)
After Harry Potter was bewitched by Tom, he became black from then on, joined the Death Eaters, and became his little spy.
It does sound exciting, but it's basically impossible.
Especially Dumbledore's gaze was always on Harry.
Not to mention blackening, if it grows a little crooked, it will be forcibly straightened by the principal.
The light of righteousness shines on Harry!
Since it wasn't Harry, William really couldn't figure out who it was.
This inner ghost hides so deeply.
Could it be that Ron's little mouse, Scabber... has become a sperm?
Since I can't figure it out, the matter of the inner ghost is over.
William said softly: "Professor, I have another very important matter that I want to tell you."
"what's up?"
"Horcrux!"
"What?" Dumbledore looked at William in confusion.
"Hermione and I found one of Voldemort's Horcruxes in the Room of Requirement."
Dumbledore's confusion turned to surprise.
William pulled out the corroded crown.
Dumbledore stared at the diadem for a moment, seemingly in disbelief.That expression, as if hearing his breakfast was cancelled.
After a long time, Dumbledore couldn't help shaking his head, with a childlike smile on his face.
"William, this is...exciting news! This is fantastic! This is the best news I've heard in a while!
You surprised me suddenly, and I am willing to give you and Hermione half of the gold in my vault to express my gratitude.
Of course, neither of you would want to. "
Do not,
William would love to!
He is also sure,
Hermione would too.
Dumbledore didn't touch the diadem immediately, but stood up.
"I'd love to know, how did you and Hermione do it? I can't wait for a great adventure!"
William's wand hung from his temple, evoking a milky memory.
Dumbledore walked to a chest and took out the Pensieve inside.
William put the memory into the Pensieve.
The two leaned into it.
Half an hour later, I returned to the principal's office again.
"I've been waiting for this evidence for a long time," Dumbledore said softly after sitting down, "It confirms part of our speculation."
"Voldemort made more than one Horcrux," William said.
"That's right." Dumbledore nodded, "We still have a long road ahead..."
"When did Voldemort put this Horcrux into the Room of Requirement?" William asked suspiciously.
"Looking at his appearance, he has already been disfigured. He must be after graduation."
Dumbledore thought for a while, and said, "After he graduated, he only came back once... the time he came to apply for the professorship of Defense Against the Dark Arts."
"Voldemort wants to apply for the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts?" William was really surprised.
It feels like the Führer just wanted to be a painter at first.It's just that he is a scumbag and was rejected.
"Yes," Dumbledore nodded. "Very few people know about it.
In fact, the year Tom just graduated, he approached the old headmaster...Professor Dippet and asked if he could stay and teach at Hogwarts. "
"Why does he want to stay as a professor?"
"That has to do with Tom's teenage years, we'll talk about that later.
To put it simply, as an orphan, he has a deep affection for this school, just like a home. "
William nodded slightly, and he remembered another thing.
After the Chamber of Secrets incident 50 years ago, the school was about to be closed, and Tom immediately found Hagrid as a scapegoat to prevent the school from being closed.
From this point of view, he does have special feelings for Hogwarts.
"This castle is also the stronghold of ancient magic, with countless secrets and items left by the Big Four.
He wants to keep digging for Hogwarts treasures. Dumbledore continued.
"The most important point is that becoming a teacher can attract young wizards, recruit soldiers, and strengthen his team of Death Eaters." Dumbledore recalled.
It seems that Tom firmly believes that the Death Eaters should start from the dolls!
Only by solidly laying a solid foundation for the team and not separating from the student masses can we maintain the advancement and purity of the subordinates from the bottom up.
It's a talent!
"With Tom's grades and ability, it should be more than enough to stay and teach, right?" William asked softly.
"Yes, but I advise Professor Dippet not to apply for him," said Professor Dumbledore.
"Professor Dippet doesn't doubt Tom and likes him very much. But he also thinks Tom is too young. He is welcome to apply again in two years."
"Is he coming back in two years?"
"No. It's... ten years since Tom applied for the position again." Dumbledore sighed.
The Headmaster's wand touched the Pensieve, stirred it constantly, and a new memory appeared inside.
William followed Dumbledore into the flowing silver substance and returned to the principal's office.
This should be Dumbledore's memory.
Fox was fast asleep on the perch.Behind the desk is Dumbledore, with a slightly less wrinkled face.
It was snowing outside, and pale blue flakes drifted across the window in the dark and piled up on the window sill outside.
Voldemort was sitting in a chair with a drink in front of him.
But he didn't move at all.
Voldemort was no longer handsome either.
His face seemed burnt, the features blurred, queerly twisted like wax.The whites of the eyes also seemed to be permanently filled with blood.
After a confrontation between Dumbledore and Voldemort,
The principal sat up straight, touched his fingertips together, and said solemnly:
"...Let's talk about it, why did you bring your men here tonight to apply for a job that you and I both know you don't want?"
Voldemort looked coldly surprised.
"A job I don't want? On the contrary, Dumbledore, I want it badly."
"Oh, you want to go back to Hogwarts, but you don't really want to teach any more than you do. What do you want, Tom? Why can't you just be honest?"
Voldemort sneered.
"If you don't want to give me a job—"
"Of course not," said Dumbledore, "and I don't think you expected me to give it to you. But you came anyway, you made an application, and you must have something in mind."
Voldemort stood up, scowling.
"Is this your final decision?"
"Yes." Dumbledore also stood up. "I refuse your request."
"Then we have nothing to talk about."
"No," said Dumbledore, with deep sorrow on his face. "The time is past when I could frighten you with a burning wardrobe and force you to atone. But I wish I could, Tom ... I wish I could ... "
Voldemort just smiled contemptuously and left the room.
Looking at this memory of Dumbledore, William also felt a lot of emotion.
Undoubtedly, the devil who failed in plastic surgery was eliminated in his job hunting.
This tells us one thing: appearance is too important in career.
Even if you are talented, it is not acceptable to look like an ugly monster.
Also, don't talk too aggressively with your boss.
People don't drink drinks when they give you, isn't that a shame!
Still want to work?
I want to eat peaches.
Of course,
It was also the rejection this time that made Voldemort, who had been severely beaten by society, come to his senses.
He resolutely took his younger brother to start a business in the sea, and created the famous "Death Eaters" enterprise.
Just when the Death Eaters were in full swing, they were about to go public, and rushed out of the British Isles... The Dark Lord was not halfway through his business, but the middle way collapsed.
It's a sad sigh.
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(Third!)
(End of this chapter)