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"What is the 'controller'? Mr. This article was first published by..." Harry asked.

"The controller is a person who is born to control his magic power. They are precocious and powerful than the vast number of wizards. Ordinary wizards need to pass years of education to master their magic power so that it will not go wild. However, the controller can consciously use magic power to do something with magic power - even without systematic education and without a wand."

"It sounds incredible. I always thought that the wizard would have no choice after leaving the wand." Harry murmured.

"Witches are born with magic. Even if no one teaches them, young wizards can show unusual abilities in some cases. You can do this, right?" Dumbledore seemed to have heard something funny. "You might as well recall."

Harry remembered the unusual things he had when he was at Aunt Penny's house before - for example, no matter how Aunt Penny cut his hair short, his hair always grew back the next day; he let the glass of the zoo snake family disappear, and let the big snake scare Dudley.

"But these-"

"These are just small abilities, and sometimes they are not, are they?" Dumbledore said. "This is because young wizards cannot control the magic power on themselves. The controller is born to control their magic power and consciously use magic power to do something. Young wizards may have to be emotionally excited or want to do something very much, but for the controller, these are as simple as eating and drinking water. Votom Riddle, or Voldemort is such a person."

Tom Riddle stared at Richard Silver, "It's amazing, I never knew anyone could do this."

His expression suddenly became fanatical, "Then my abilities are... magic?"

"What skills do you have?" said Richard.

"All kinds," Riddle said in a low voice, and the blush of excitement spread rapidly from his neck to his sunken cheeks. He seemed very excited. "I can make things move without touching my hands. I can make animals follow my instructions without training. Whoever makes me angry will make me unlucky. I can make them hurt if I want."

His legs were trembling. He stumbled forward, sat back on the bed, lowered his head and stared at his hands as if he was praying.

"I've known I'm different," he said to his trembling hands. "I've known I'm special. I've known there's something here."

"Yes, your thoughts are not wrong." Dumbledore glanced at Richard, he curled his smile and looked at Riddle with a focused look, "You are a wizard."

Riddle raised his head. His face suddenly changed: a kind of fanatical joy. However, somehow, this did not make him look better, but instead made his delicate facial features suddenly become rough, and his expression was like a beast.

"Are you wizards?"

"Obviously, Riddle," said Richard Silver. "Now, do you have any questions?"

"You said there is a wizarding school that is willing to admit me?"

"Of course, if you want," Dumbledore said. "Hogwarts will teach you how to use and control magic. The original and dangerous casting method of your original casting is forbidden. Our schools will never teach such primitive and dangerous casting techniques, which will most likely cause your own magic to lose control and cause irreversible magic to go wild. By then, even if you want to become an ordinary person, you will have a luxury to know that Hogwarts can fire students, and the Ministry of Magic - yes, there is a Ministry of Magic - will punish the lawbreakers in a more severe way. Every new wizard must accept that once you enter our world, you must obey our laws."

"Well, sir, I want to know when I will be able to enroll? Is it OK now? I can't wait any longer and I don't want to waste my time in this orphanage."

"I'm afraid it won't work now, Riddle, it's not time for school yet. You have to wait until September 1st to go to Kings Railway Station to board the express train to Hogwarts."

"You really want to get out of here?" said Richard.

"Of course I really want to."

"Then come and go through the procedures with me, I can adopt you until you become an adult-for your mother's sake," said Richard.

"What is my mom's relationship with you?" Tom asked curiously. "I thought she wasn't a wizard, otherwise why would she die?"

"The wizard cannot defeat death, Riddle." Richard said indifferently, "Your mother is my aunt's only daughter."

"So what should I call you?"

"Just call me Mr. Richard."

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"I really didn't expect it was you, you actually slipped in."

"When you see the symbol of the fake Garon up-transformation, you should have thought of it."

A terrifying snake face turned around, Voldemort stood beside a pile of debris, holding two fake Gallons made by Hermione in his hand, "Did you contact your subordinates through this?"

"Crab and Goll are not my men. They just participated in my black magic defense tutoring class." Silver said calmly.

"When I see your face, I think of that damn old lion."
Chapter completed!