v2 Chapter 1445： Lost control of magic (1/2)

For trained wizards, it is not too difficult to do what Reid said.

However, considering that he is only eleven years old, has not yet gone to school, and even has no magic wand, he can control his magic to do what he wants. This talent is terrible, indicating that Riddle has powerful magic. And the control of magic is far beyond the level that normal wizards should have.

Ai Wen is not sure who can do this, I am afraid even Dumbledore can't.

Riddle's ancestor, Sarah Slytherin's powerful magical talent is perfectly displayed on him.

For thousands of years, the Gunter family’s efforts to adhere to the marriage of the close relatives and maintain the integrity of the bloodline have finally paid off.

This kind of magical talent against the sky should not appear in this era at all.

Of course, it should not appear on Riddle.

But everything has been cast, the cause and effect have been formed, even if Riddle did not go to Hogwarts to go to school, he will become the Dark Lord, and may even be even more terrible, become the strongest silent person in history.

The power of loss of control brings only disaster.

Ai Wen has a clear understanding of this, the rise of Voldemort is an inevitable one.

In the room, Riddle finished his skills in one breath.

His legs were trembling, stumbling forward, sitting on the bed again, hanging his head and staring at his two hands, like praying.

”I already knew that I was different.” He said to his trembling hands. ”I already knew that I was special. I already knew what was going on here.”

”Yes, your thoughts are not wrong.” Dumbledore said, he converges with a smile, frowns slightly, and looks at Riddle with a gaze. ”You are a wizard.”

Riddle looked up and his face changed suddenly: a kind of ecstasy.

However, somehow, this did not make him look better, but instead made his delicate facial features suddenly rough.

That look is like a beast, terrible, inexplicable fear and uneasiness, maybe this is his true face.

”You are also a wizard?” he asked eagerly.

”Yes.”

”Prove it to me,” Riddle said immediately, and his tone was as arrogant as the one just said.

The young Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and seemed to be thinking.

”If, as I understand it, you agree to go to Hogwarts to study...”

”I certainly agree!”

”Then you have to call me a professor or a gentleman.”

Riddle’s expression was a little stiff, and then he suddenly said in a polite manner. “Sorry, sir. I mean, Professor, can you show me...”

If you change to another wizard here, you may categorically reject Riddle's request.

But Dumbledore is different. With Ai Wen's understanding of him, Riddle, who is too happy at this moment, has succeeded in attracting the attention of the principal. This will probably be the most annoying thing in his many years.

Dumbledore pulled the wand out of the inner pocket of the suit and pointed at the dilapidated closet in the corner. With a careless wave, the closet immediately caught fire.

Riddle jumped up and screamed in horror and anger.

It is conceivable that all his property is probably in the closet, which is probably his entire family.

However, Riddle was just about to ask Dumbledore to ask the sin, the flame suddenly disappeared, and the wardrobe was intact.

Riddle looked at the closet and looked at Dumbledore.

Then he pointed at the wand and his expression became very greedy.