Chapter 722 The Significance of the Existence of the Cat Club

When Harry received the notice from Fish, he was very excited. Not to mention that this matter was related to the fight against Voldemort, just being able to understand Voldemort's previous story was a very interesting thing...

To put it bluntly, just like Fei Xu, he wanted to read a story.

So on Saturday night, Harry and Ron put on the invisibility cloak again and followed Fish and Hermione to the principal's office.

Like the previous two times, Dumbledore was already sitting at his desk waiting for them. The Pensieve was placed on the table, along with steaming black tea and several different desserts.

"Here you are." Dumbledore greeted Fish and others with a smile, pointed to the empty chair opposite and said, "Sit down."

"Albus, what are we watching today? Do you have memories of your fight with Voldemort?"

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Fish trotted to the table, put his hands on the table, and asked excitedly.

"Sorry, no." Dumbledore spread his hands and shrugged.

"Didn't you say that today's memory is important, meow?!"

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Among the criteria for judging cats, of course the memory of fighting has the highest priority.

Hermione tugged at the corner of his clothes and said in a dumbfounded voice, "Only you think the memory of the fight is important..."

"Isn't it Meow?" Maomao said plausibly: "We can find Voldemort's fighting style from the memories of his fights, and then we can counterattack in a targeted manner, Meow! This is what Fish did when he challenged Minerva. It’s done, meow!”

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In this matter, Fei Xu has a lot to say.

He raised his head proudly and said confidently: "So as long as you have seen the video of Voldemort fighting, Fish will soon be able to find a way to deal with him, meow!"

"But... aren't you already able to defeat him?" Hermione looked at Maomao with empty eyes and pointed out the truth mercilessly, "You actually just want to watch others fight, right?"

"That's not true, meow! Fish wants to find a way for others to defeat Voldemort, meow!"

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Maomao retorted angrily, looking like he had been wronged.

"We are going to continue the story of Tom Riddle tonight," Dumbledore interrupted the exchange between the two of them loudly, which could be regarded as relieving the cat. "Last time we saw him about to enter Hogwarts. The threshold. You probably still remember how excited he was when he heard that he was a wizard, and how he refused to let me accompany him to Diagon Alley. I also warned him not to continue stealing after entering the school..."

Dumbledore briefly told Voldemort's situation after he entered school.

"As an orphan with extraordinary qualifications and very good looks, he naturally attracted the attention and sympathy of the faculty almost as soon as he arrived at school. He seemed polite, quiet, and hungry for knowledge. Almost everyone had a good impression of him ”

"You didn't tell them what he looked like when you saw him at the orphanage?" Harry asked.

"No. Although he has never expressed remorse, maybe he blames himself for his previous actions and is determined to start a new life. I chose to give him this opportunity." Dumbledore replied calmly, seemingly not regretting his original choice. And regret.

"But you don't really believe him, do you?" Hermione was keenly aware of Dumbledore's true attitude towards Riddle.

"Yes." Dumbledore clapped his hands and said, "I don't unconditionally think he is trustworthy. So, I decided to observe him closely. However, he was very wary of me. I believe he felt it, and he was discovering The excitement of revealing my true identity told me a little too much.”

"He was careful not to reveal so much, but he could not retract what he had let slip in his excitement, nor what Mrs. Cole had confided to me. He was wise enough, however, not to attempt so much as to confuse me. My colleagues came to confuse me," Dumbledore said, half distressed and half appreciative.

At the same time, there was a trace of regret in his words. He was regretting that a wizard as talented as Tom Riddle would eventually become such a dangerous figure as Voldemort.

Then Dumbledore told Fish and the others roughly how the Death Eaters were formed and the composition of the original Death Eaters.

"They are a complex group of people, the weak seeking refuge, the ambitious looking for some prestige, and the cruel by nature, attracted by a leader who can teach them a higher form of cruelty..."

"Yes..."

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Dumbledore's words seemed to remind Fish. He scratched his head in confusion, turned to look at Hermione, Harry and Ron, and asked: "What are the criteria for recruiting members to our Cat Club?"

Of course Fei Xu remembered the original intention of establishing the Cat Club, but now he was curious about the recruitment criteria, not why.

In fact, for Fish, the purpose of the existence of the Cat Club is to gather friends to play with him, teach them how to fight and watch them fight, but why they would join the Cat Club, Fish really has no idea. Considered.

Maybe they also want to find someone to fight?

Fish suddenly remembered Zachary Smith, who had always wanted to fight with Lu Wei.

Hermione's answer was similar to what he guessed, but different -

"Anyone who wants to fight Voldemort together in the future can become our companion!"

It was also a fight, but the object was different from what Fish imagined.

"But..." Maomao said without any shame: "You are too weak. You cannot defeat Voldemort. Even in a few years, you will not be able to defeat him."

Hermione didn't react at all, but Harry and Ron were a little embarrassed.

"It's already amazing to have such courage." Dumbledore smoothed things over for them with a smile, "And isn't it the task of the two of us to deal with Voldemort? They also have members of the Order of the Phoenix, as long as they are responsible for dealing with Voldemort's followers They are enough.”

"That's right. When many animals fight for territory, the leader fights the leader, and the subordinates fight with the subordinates."

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Fei Xu nodded and recognized this statement in his own way of understanding.

"I didn't find many memories of Riddle at Hogwarts," Dumbledore continued after explaining to Fish. "Few people who knew him at the time were willing to talk about him. They were too scared. Those Those who spoke to me told me that Riddle was understandably obsessed with his origins, having grown up in an orphanage and naturally wondering how he got there..."

He briefly told how Tom Riddle traced his wizarding bloodline.

"...In the summer when he was sixteen, Riddle left the orphanage he returned to every year to find his relatives in the Gunter family. Now, everyone, please stand up..."

Dumbledore stood up as well and pulled out a crystal vial filled with swirling pearly memories.

Fish's eyes lit up. Dumbledore had been talking for so long and was finally getting to the point.

"I'm very lucky to have collected this." He said as he poured the shiny thing into the pensieve. "After we have experienced it, you will understand..."

Before he could finish his words, the impatient Fish had already plunged into the pensieve.

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