It was dark outside.

Dumbledore took off his glasses and rubbed his forehead wearily. Behind him is a blackboard that he conjured up, filled with dense blackboard writing.

His eyes flicked over the arrows, words, and graphics, and then he sighed from the bottom of his heart: young man!

Is this the enterprising young man? Are you too old? Looking at Tom, who also had an indelible tiredness on his face, Dumbledore seemed to see the golden boy from a hundred years ago.

The same talent, the same heroism, the same ambition, but there is an essential difference between him and that person.

That man was driven by desire for power and ambition, but the boy Tom was driven by something ridiculous: laziness. If you use a more fashionable word to describe it, it is Buddhist and salted fish.

After such a long conversation, Dumbledore was certain of one thing: Tom was a man of life, and he just wanted to live a peaceful life with his girlfriend on his own three-acre land. Tom Riddle would disturb his peaceful life, so he wanted to wipe Riddle from the world.

He really doesn't have grand ideals, this kid is very realistic. Dumbledore even believed that if it came to the point where he couldn't do anything, he would completely abandon the wizarding world, pretend to be an ordinary Muggle, and live in seclusion.

But he is still thinking about the magic world. A look of respect flashed across Dumbledore's old face as he watched his plan: he really dared to think. If his conjecture is true, I am afraid that he can really find a piece of pure land for all the wizards in the world, which is a great achievement! It can be said that all wizards must accept his kindness.

Just now, Tom gave Dumbledore a complete account of his plan to eliminate Voldemort and his remnants, his plan to infiltrate the Ministry of Magic and the non-magic world, and the use of dementors, etc...

Through this blackboard, Dumbledore seemed to see a whole new future. This boy seemed to want to weave a net, and put all the unstable factors in the net. Dark creatures, the Dark Lord, the Minister of Magic, and the Prime Minister of the Cabinet, no one would want to make trouble. Dumbledore believed that after his death, Hogwarts would be easily under his control if he wanted to.

"The time for change has come... There are only a billion points of historical facts left for me to verify—just prove it after Voldemort is destroyed." Tom's voice was a little hoarse, and his hair was a little messy, but his eyes were bright. This is the first time since he came here that he has dragged out his plan completely, and he is also a little nervous.

The more complex the plan, the greater the chance of mistakes. Fortunately, Tom's plan is staged and can be implemented stage by stage. The first stage, let’s start by reincarnating the noseless monster!

He is now waiting for Dumbledore's response, and he really hopes to get some help from the old wizard—even if it's just recognition.

Dumbledore looked at those bright eyes and sighed. The kid had a good idea, but it's a pity that the current wizarding world can no longer stand the toss.

During the period when Grindelwald made troubles, almost all the vitality of the magic world was drained. So far, wizards have not recovered from that catastrophe. If it happens again, no one knows what the future of wizards will be like .

But he also didn't want to dismiss Tom's plans entirely - at least the part about killing Voldemort seemed tempting.

"Have you ever thought about what you should do if your hypothesis doesn't work or if the wizarding world doesn't support your plan?" Dumbledore asked seriously, looking away from the blackboard. At this moment, he was even considering the idea of ​​imprisoning Tom if Tom's answer was unsatisfactory. The reason is also very simple, the magic world can't stand the toss.

Tom thought for a while, "If my conjecture is not true, then all my subsequent plans should be cancelled, and I should guard New Azkaban—or spend my whole life in the White Dolphin Prison, right? At the same time, I will closely monitor the cabinet. The Ministry of Magic, but I’m sure I won’t make any reforms, and it’s good to be a paper painter for the rest of my life.”

Tom himself was well aware that crappy reform was worse than no reform in a declining collective. Many times, such reforms act like a kick on the gas pedal on a downhill road. So once the conjecture in his mind is falsified, he will choose the conservative route without hesitation and reject drastic reforms.

And that conjecture is 【Another World】

As a concept in Celtic mythology, even most wizards believe that [another world] is an illusory existence, but Tom is thinking, if he can find [another world], then he can let wizards Settling down in [Another World]? As for why he dared to believe that [another world] existed, it was because of those weird tasks and the creatures that obviously did not belong to this world encountered on the way to complete the tasks—this gave him a glimmer of hope.

In this way, while developing in this world, while leaving a spark for wizards in [another world], perhaps it is the best choice for wizards.

But the premise of all this is to prove and find the legendary place.

When Dumbledore heard what Tom said, his heart was finally relieved. Fortunately, this child still knows the seriousness, plus he still has some time to live, with him watching, there shouldn't be any major problems.

So he applauded lightly, expressing his approval to Tom. Seeing the young man in front of him smiling happily because of his applause, Dumbledore felt that his mood suddenly improved.

"I think you can start the first stage of preparation first. As for Fudge, you can figure it out..."

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Tom finished his conversation with Dumbledore~lightnovelpub.net~ and walked out of Dumbledore's office exhausted. When he stood up, he could clearly feel that the clothes on his back were wet with sweat. In the few hours just now, Tom had a weird illusion that he was participating in a graduation defense plus a job interview.

As soon as he walked out of the office door, something soft fell on Tom's lap.

"Hmmm?" The lump let out a soft moan before Tom recognized it as Hermione. When Tom was talking to Dumbledore just now, she had been leaning against the door, and finally fell asleep!

Tom quickly squatted down and held Hermione's hands, which were icy cold, "What's the matter, what if I catch a cold!"

Tom complained half of pity, half of complaint.

That's when Hermione woke up too.

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The second one is here, good night everyone.