"Sorry, sir, it's my concern that will make me confused." Harry said. Indeed, compared to the two Voldemorts who didn't know where they were hiding, Ron only encountered a small trouble.

"Then we're going to start class now." Dumbledore said a little more kindly, "Let's tell the story of the last time. Do you remember where you told?"

"Remember, sir," Harry said immediately, "we saw the teenager Voldemort, and knew that he was adopted by Richard Silver-"

"Very good," Dumbledore said, "in fact, it is reliable, and the memory that can form a chain of clues is over. I think the clues of Voldemort's growth have been cut off by Richard Silver or Voldemort himself. Many of the parties are either dead or old enough to be unconscious. If we want to explore Voldemort's memory, then we have to rely on some speculation - of course this may not be accurate, but I think this should be the inference closest to the facts."

Harry nodded.

"I only have the memories of the boy Riddle, you see. Some of the other memories of the boy Riddle are mostly fragmentary and repetitive, with little value. Almost everyone thinks he is gentle, smart and studious, and is a standard all-round model student."

"It sounds like Jack Silver." Harry interrupted.

Dumbledore did not care about Harry's words, but continued.

"If it is possible that the evidence of the growth of teenage Riddle may be erased and difficult to find, it is almost impossible to find someone who can remember adult Voldemort. In fact, I doubt that besides himself, there is another living person who can tell us in detail about his life after leaving Hogwarts. However, I have the last two memories to share with you."

Dumbledore said, pointing to the two small crystal bottles that shine next to the meditation basin, "After that, I will be happy to hear you judge whether the conclusions I have come to are reasonable."

"I hope you are not tired of the memories of sneaking into other people, because they are strange. These two." He said, "The first one comes from a very old house elf, named Hao Qi. Before seeing Hao Qi's testimony, I must briefly talk about how Voldemort left Hogwarts."

"You may have guessed that he was promoted to seventh grade with the best score in every exam. The classmates around him were considering what career to pursue after graduation. Almost everyone thought that Tom Riddle would have amazing achievements. He was a senior and top student and received special rewards from the school. I know that several teachers, including Professor Slughorn, suggested that he enter the Ministry of Magic and was willing to introduce him to him on his own initiative, but he refused on the grounds that he accepted Richard Silver's arrangement. Later, the teachers learned that he went to work in Bojin-Bock."

"Bojin-Boke?" Harry said in shock.

"Bokin-Bock." Dumbledore said calmly, "I think, when you enter Hao Qi's memory, you will see that the place is attractive to him. But this was not Voldemort's first choice. No one knew about it at that time - I was one of the few people who had heard the old principal talk about it. Voldemort first looked for Professor Dippet and asked if he could stay at Hogwarts to coach."

"He wants to stay here?" Harry was even more surprised.

"I believe he had several reasons, although he didn't tell Professor Dippet any of them," Dumbledore said. "First of all, it's important that Voldemort has more feelings for this school than he has for any individual. Hogwarts is his happiest place, the first and only place where he feels like home."

Harry felt a little uncomfortable when he heard these words, because it was also how he felt about Hogwarts.

"Secondly, this castle is the stronghold of ancient magic. Voldemort undoubtedly discovered more secrets here than most students, but he may feel that there are still many unsolved mysteries and many magic treasures to be discovered."

"Third, I suspect he wants to avoid Richard Silver..."

"Do not get rid of Richard Silver?" Harry asked in confusion.

"Yes, I will explain this topic to you in this class, but not now," Dumbledore said.

"He didn't succeed?"

"No, I've tried to stop it, because I never believed that he was a person who was willing to teach honestly."

"It's time to hear the memories of the house-raising elf Hao Qi. Her master is a very old and very wealthy witch named Hepzba Smith."

Dumbledore knocked a small bottle with his wand, and the bottle plug flew out. He poured his spinning memory into the meditation basin and said, "Come on, Harry."
Chapter completed!