"Aren't you a pure-blood?" Erwin was also a little surprised.

"Let's sort it out first. By 'purity', do you mean that blood that has not been contaminated by Muggles is noble?"

"It should be so."

Riddle laughed again, "The theory that magic is blood only is good, but the so-called pure blood... is simply a joke. Are wizards a different race than Muggles?"

Of course not, according to the biological concept, those that have not formed reproductive isolation are the same species, and wizards and Muggles can obviously have children.

Erwin found it very interesting. After the experience in Romania, he certainly knew the origin of human wizards very well, but he was curious about 16-year-old Riddle's understanding of this.

"The most intuitive evaluation of a wizard's bloodline is his level of magic power. Just from the proportion of outstanding wizards, it can be seen that the pure blood theory is quite absurd. Hundreds of years ago, there were indeed many elite wizards in the pure blood family, but now ?”

Riddle sneered, "The bloodline inheritance will only become thinner and thinner as a whole. The glory of wizards has never been maintained by the so-called pure blood, because all wizards are not pure blood in nature, and the blood of magic is in the body of mortals." It only occupies a small part. Isn't the result of the combination of two mediocre bloodlines also mediocre bloodlines? It's even more likely that there will be squibs.

Magic depends on bloodlines. Those wizard families misinterpreted the concept of bloodline inheritance and created the so-called pure blood theory to prove that they are nobler than other wizards, but in fact their own bloodlines are extremely bad, and they cannot match the concept of pure blood To engage in any relationship is to put gold on one's face desperately.In essence, they are just pheasants who want to use various absurd means to prove that they are phoenixes. "

Erwin remained calm, but nodded slightly.

It's very simple, even the 16-year-old Riddle can understand it clearly, which means that Voldemort's pure blood claim is probably just to gain the support of the old-school wizard family, so that he can lead some people in the wizarding world to fight against others .

Deep down in his heart, he was full of disdain and contempt for people like him.

The theory of pure blood is just a borrowed banner. After all, no matter how powerful Voldemort is, he cannot become an enemy of the entire wizarding society. He needs the support of those magical families to achieve his ambitions and goals.

So what exactly does he want?

Ask Riddle at the age of 16, and you probably won't get an answer.

"I think you made a mistake." Erwin took the initiative to speak, and brought the topic back to the diary itself, "I'm not saying that I don't want to hand you over subjectively, but just because... Mr. Principal Not at school recently."

His tone was so serious that Riddle was a little dazed.

"It will be Christmas in a few days. At that time, Professor Dumbledore will definitely return to school. I will give him this diary. As for what will happen to you, it has nothing to do with me."

"We are all smart people." Riddle spread his hands, "There is no need to make such meaningless threats."

"I was serious."

"Are you sure you want to expose my existence? Don't forget the curse you learned during this period... This is black magic. If your Professor Dumbledore knows, how do you think he will react?"

"I have never used the curse on other people. Why can't I confess to Professor Dumbledore? What's more, if learning black magic is wrong, confessing as soon as possible is easier to get forgiven than concealing it."

Riddle frowned slightly, "Is this what you really think?"

"Could it be that I'm telling a joke?" Erwin also frowned. ъ

"You're so wary of me, yet you can tell Dumbledore all your secrets?"

"What's wrong with that?"

"Why do you think Dumbledore can be trusted unconditionally? How much do you know about him? Why do you think you can tell him all the secrets?" Riddle approached slowly and asked three questions in a row.

"I don't trust him, do I still trust you?" Erwin tilted his head.

"Of course you don't have to trust me, but you might as well listen to my advice." Riddle's expression was very meaningful, "Before you evaluate a person, you'd better think about his character standpoint and personal pursuit, not just because He looks like a good guy who can be trusted unconditionally."

"Then you might as well apply this theory to you first." Erwin said lightly, "What's your purpose in telling me this?"

"You see, I'm just a remnant soul trapped in a diary, and I'm in an absolutely weak position compared to you." Riddle sighed, "Without your magic power, I can't even manifest myself." So I can only please you and show my own value."

"Then what is your essential pursuit?"

Riddle showed a thoughtful expression, "The essential pursuit of a remnant soul? Naturally, it is to find a way to replenish the soul, and even regain the body to return to the world... Of course, now I just hope that you will not hand me over."

"Then why did you control Ginny to release the basilisk?"

"Because I need the basilisk to hunt for more magic power and souls for me, the little girl's soul is not enough."

This does seem to be a candid attitude, at least on the surface.

Erwin didn't speak at this time, waiting for Riddle's next words.Although he recognized order and justice in his heart, he was not a brainless defender, and he would not immediately destroy him on behalf of justice just because Riddle admitted his intentions.

"So what about Dumbledore?" Riddle changed the subject, "What do you think he is after? A wizard who has already stood on the peak, what does he want? More powerful? More power? Or A longer lifespan?"

He paused for a moment, as if it was Erwin's time to think.

"Now you are not a threat to him, and you don't have anything valuable to him, so in your opinion, he is a gentle elder who can be trusted. But just imagine, if you have some kind of extremely powerful treasure , such as one of the three sacred artifacts, or already has the strength to threaten him, will he still have this attitude?"

Erwin remained silent.

A slight arc flashed at the corner of Riddle's mouth, "So, the only person you can trust in this world is yourself."

Erwin sneered inwardly. Sure enough, the 16-year-old Riddle is already very good at playing tricks on people's hearts. If Erwin was just a normal 12-year-old kid, he would have naturally become close to him by this time. trust.

But alas he is not.

There was no doubt about Dumbledore at all, the reason is very simple, if Dumbledore really wanted to pursue more strength and power, why did he only regard Hogwarts principal as his own job?Why didn't he directly seize Erwin's original blood, or directly fix him in the dragon form for research?

From an evolutionary point of view, all biological behavior should be self-interested, but people like Riddle will never understand that there is a natural dedication and righteous personality.

Erwin himself is not such a personality, but he has respect and recognition for such people.

But he did change his mind, there was no need to hand over Riddle immediately.

As long as he can show enough value.

The diary itself can be used as a death curse armor, but this is obviously not enough.

"Give you to Dumbledore, and I will get more appreciation from him, so if I don't hand you over to him, will I have any extra benefits?" Erwin said bluntly.

Riddle's demeanor remained unchanged, but he was visibly relaxed.

He spent so much time waiting for this sentence.

"You have also seen that you can use this secret room as you like, and this will be your place from now on. And I will teach you all the black magic I have mastered, including the Unforgivable Curse, and you will find that only innocent fools can Fear of such power..."

"That's it?"

Riddle suddenly paused, his calm state of mind was almost broken by these two light words.

But he held back, after all, it was just an image of a remnant soul, and his emotions and thoughts would not be fluctuated by physiological influences.

"I don't have any special desire for black magic. There are many ways to cause harmful effects. For me, learning black magic is more about the need for knowledge reserve. Of course, it does not rule out the possibility that you must use A certain kind of black magic can effectively deal with the situation, but in general learning black magic is not very necessary." Erwin's thinking is very clear.

"It's not just black magic. I will do my best to help you in other aspects. I am proficient in more than black magic..." Riddle explained in a low voice.

The most urgent task now is to stabilize this kid.If he really gave it to Dumbledore, then everything would be over. It is completely unrealistic to expect the strongest wizard in Britain to find a way to destroy the Horcrux.

Riddle can roughly guess that his body will never make only one Horcrux, and the loss of one Horcrux will not have a particularly big impact on the body, but for the soul fragments of the 16-year-old Riddle, the diary Ben's damage meant his demise.

Of course, he must try his best to avoid this situation. His current connection with the main body is very weak, and he hopes to maintain a sense of autonomy.

He looked around, and found a potion table in the corner of the secret room, with various glass vessels on it, and a potion bottle filled with a light blue liquid, which was a very unique color.

"That's... Magic Awakening Potion?"

"Can you recognize it directly?" Erwin raised his eyebrows.

"Of course, I used to deploy a lot..." Looking at the other party's expression, Riddle smiled. He knew that he was safe, and he didn't have to worry about being destroyed for the time being.

"If you need, I can provide teaching and help, very detailed help...

That's the value I'm trying to show..."

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