"Tom, what are you doing here."
Dumbledore saw Voldemort, who was ostensibly on an adventure but actually searching for Garfield's place at Hogwarts.
Voldemort's arrival at Hogwarts was thanks to Dumbledore's fire magic.
Deep down, Voldemort knew Dumbledore was not someone easily fooled.
Having other plans, he would not tell Dumbledore what was going on.
After all, since learning his skills from that wretched orange cat, he was fearless.
After forcing what he thought was his most sincere smile, Tom Riddle replied to Dumbledore, "Hello, Professor Dumbledore. I am exploring the castle."
Explore.
As someone who had spent half his life at Hogwarts, would Dumbledore believe a Slytherin would explore the castle.
Impossible.
These little snakes are not stupid.
Gryffindor idiots, always a bit off topic, never do anything adventurous without a reason.
Unless the reward is so great it is irresistible.
The Hogwarts students have been searching for Garfield's room, and they are quite close now.
Could Tom be looking for Garfield.
A Slytherin relentlessly searching for Garfield proves only one possibility.
He is pursuing power and authority.
A common ailment of Slytherin.
Dumbledore frowned.
He saw lies and conspiracies in the boy's eyes.
After some thought, Dumbledore decided it was best to send him back to the Slytherin common room first.
"Tom, curfew is approaching. Hogwarts has many mysterious places. I think you would better get back to the common room as soon as possible."
"Yes, Professor. I will be going now."
Dumbledore knew all too well that an ambitious person would not easily give up on their ideas, even if they were only eleven years old.
He patted Tom Riddle's shoulder and said, "I will personally escort you back. Otherwise you will get points deducted if the night patrol professors find you out at this hour."
Knowing Dumbledore's reasoning was perfectly reasonable, and unable to refuse, young Voldemort could only obediently follow Dumbledore.
The two quickly left the tower together.
They did encounter night patrol professors along the way.
If young Voldemort had been wandering around alone, he would have been questioned.
However, under Dumbledore's escort, he was not stopped.
Upon arriving at the entrance to the Slytherin dungeons at Hogwarts, young Voldemort bowed slightly to Dumbledore in thanks. "Thank you, Professor Dumbledore."
"Get some rest, Tom."
"Goodnight, Professor."
"Goodnight, Tom."
Under Dumbledore's watchful gaze, young Voldemort opened the Slytherin bedroom door with a password.
The door closed, and Voldemort looked at the empty Slytherin common room, then turned to stare at the wall with fury.
That damned Dumbledore was stopping him again.
One day, when he had the power, he would make Dumbledore pay.
Dumbledore had no idea that delivering a student to his room would incur such resentment.
If he knew, he would surely complain.
Being a good person is hard.
Returning to the tower where Garfield rested, Dumbledore opened the door with the key.
It was around nine o'clock at night.
Dumbledore looked at the dimly lit common room and could not help but smile wryly.
Garfield must still be by the warm fireplace.
Stepping inside, Dumbledore saw Garfield sprawled on the cushion, completely limp like a lump of mud.
Garfield knew when Dumbledore opened the door.
With his ears and nose, he could accurately sense who had come.
Someone wanting to collect Polyjuice Potion would be foolish to try.
"I, Garfield, can sense the different magical fluctuations of each wizard. You can transform into him with Polyjuice Potion, and the magic is very similar and not easily detected, but that does not mean I, Garfield, cannot tell the difference."
Dumbledore waved to the dragon figurine on the fireplace, who looked at him with disdain and ignored him.
Dumbledore seemed used to this.
He walked to the chair by the fireplace and sat down gently.
He gestured to the small tea table next to him, and a set of exquisite pastries and tea appeared.
This was specially prepared by the house elf at Hogwarts according to his own taste, mainly to satisfy his hunger after working late into the night.
He put a piece of pastry in his mouth, and a rich honey flavor filled his mouth.
Dumbledore closed his eyes contentedly, enjoying the sweetness of the honey.
"Old bee, do you not get tired of all that honey."
Dumbledore opened his eyes and winked at Garfield, who was already sitting on the table. "You call me old bee, so you should understand that bees love this kind of thing."
"Okay, you win."
Garfield used his tail to curl up the teapot and poured himself a cup of hot tea.
He then slurped down the slightly cloyingly sweet pastry he had just stolen.
"The tea is quite good. Fresh milk with some black tea and the sweetness of honey. If I were not about to embark on another adventure, I would have liked to stay longer."
Garfield's departure was expected by Dumbledore, but the urgency of the situation was unexpected.
"So soon."
Garfield nodded. "Yes, I had no choice. My time at Hogwarts was very leisurely and I had a lot of fun."
He recalled how he had used various methods to educate little Voldemort, making Voldemort's plan to pretend to be a good person increasingly difficult.
"It is a pity. There are too many things to do. I still have a lot to collect, and more importantly, there is still no news about that primordial behemoth that escaped from my house and could destroy the universe. I am very worried."
Dumbledore scratched his head helplessly.
In their wizarding world, anything that could destroy a city was a huge disaster, and here Garfield was talking about the universe.
This made Dumbledore very uncomfortable.
He poured himself a cup of tea and said to Garfield, "Sorry, I cannot be of much help in this kind of big event."
"Alright, old bee. I mainly came here to tell you to be careful in the future. You do not need to rush to deal with Grindelwald. Time will help you a lot. Also, be careful of our little Tom Riddle. Although he will cause less trouble than Grindelwald in the future, he will be a new disaster for your country."
Garfield's advice, coupled with the memory of Tom he had seen in the tower earlier that day, made Dumbledore ponder for a long time before he said, "We cannot eliminate a student based on prophecy."
"You are very principled, Dumbledore. So all you need to do is keep an eye on him and make him afraid. A powerful poison always needs a natural enemy."
Dumbledore's intelligence was exceptionally high.
He instantly understood Garfield's intention and nodded. "I understand."
After giving some instructions to Dumbledore, Garfield went to Aberforth on time, receiving further advice.
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The next day, Garfield personally said goodbye to Dippet and spent half a month at home with his family.
He then opened a portal in the underground space, heading to another world.
In the time tunnel, Garfield encountered Pandora, whom he had been searching for a long time.
However, upon seeing Garfield, Pandora kicked him.