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УThere he showed his contempt for anything that tied him to other people, anything that made him ordinary. Even then, he wished to be different, separate, notorious. He shed his name, as you know, within a few short years of that conversation and created the mask of СLord VoldemortТ behind which he has been hidden for so long.
УI trust that you also noticed that Tom Riddle was already highly self-sufficient, secretive, and, apparently, friendless? He did not want help or companionship on his trip to Diagon Alley. He preferred to operate alone. The adult Voldemort is the same. You will hear many of his Death Eaters claiming that they are in his confidence, that they alone are close to him, even understand him. They are deluded. Lord Voldemort has never had a friend, nor do I believe that he has ever wanted one.
УAnd lastlyЧI hope you are not too sleepy to pay attention to this, HarryЧthe young Tom Riddle liked to collect trophies. You saw the box of stolen articles he had hidden in his room. These were taken from victims of his bullying behavior, souvenirs, if you will, of particularly unpleasant bits of magic. Bear in mind this magpie-like tendency, for this, particularly, will be important later.
УAnd now, it really is time for bed.Ф
Harry got to his feet. As he walked across the room, his eyes fell I upon the little table on which Marvolo GauntТs ring had rested last I time, but the ring was no longer there.
УYes, Harry?Ф said Dumbledore, for Harry had come to a halt.
УThe ringТs gone,Ф said Harry, looking around. УBut I thought you might have the mouth organ or something.Ф
Dumbledore beamed at him, peering over the top of his halfw moon spectacles.
УVery astute, Harry, but the mouth organ was only ever a mouth organ.Ф
And on that enigmatic note he waved to Harry, who understood himself to be dismissed.
Harry had Herbology first thing the following morning. He had been unable to tell Ron and Hermione about his lesson with Dumbledore over breakfast for fear of being overheard, but he filled them in as they walked across the vegetable patch toward the greenhouses. The weekendТs brutal wind had died out at last; the weird mist had returned and it took them a little longer than usual to find the correct greenhouse.
УWow, scary thought, the boy You-Know-Who,Ф said Ron quietly, as they took their places around one of the gnarled Snargaluff stumps that formed this terms project, and began pulling on their protective gloves. УBut I still donТt get why DumbledoreТs showing you all this. I mean, itТs really interesting and everything, but whatТs the point?Ф
УDunno,Ф said Harry, inserting a gum shield. УBut he says its all important and itТll help me survive.Ф
УI think itТs fascinating,Ф said Hermione earnestly. УIt makes absolute sense to know as much about Voldemort as possible. How else will you find out his weaknesses?Ф
УSo how was SlughornТs latest party?Ф Harry asked her thickly through the gum shield.
УOh, it was quite fun, really,Ф said Hermione, now putting on protective goggles. УI mean, he drones on about famous exploits a bit, and he absolutely fawns on McLaggen because heТs so well connected, but he gave us some really nice food and he introduced us to Gwenog Jones.Ф
УGwenog Jones?Ф said Ron, his eyes widening under his own goggles. УThe Gwenog Jones? Captain of the Holyhead Harpies?Ф
УThatТs right,Ф said Hermione. УPersonally, I thought she was a bit full of herself, butЧФ
УQuite enough chat over here!Ф said Professor Sprout briskly, bustling over and looking stern. УYouТre lagging behind, everybody else has started, and NevilleТs already got his first pod!Ф
They looked around; sure enough, there sat Neville with a bloody lip and several nasty scratches along the side of his face, but clutching an unpleasantly pulsating green object about the size of a grapefruit.
УOkay, Professor, weТre starting now!Ф said Ron, adding quietly, when she had turned away again, УshouldТve used Muffliato, Harry.Ф
УNo, we shouldnТt!Ф said Hermione at once, looking, as she always did, intensely cross at the thought of the Half-Blood Prince and his spells. УWell, come onЕ weТd better get goingЕФ