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He didn't despise Mrs. Grey for being so big, and he was able to coax Riddle, who was only a teenager at the time.

Instead, I felt that the name of Albania was a little familiar.

"Wait! When we bought news with Bock during the day, he talked about it, and Riddle told him that he had been to Albania!"

Dumbledore nodded solemnly.

"So, it is very likely that before he came to work here, he had already obtained the Ravenclaw crown with the help of the information from Mrs. Grey, and made it into a Horcrux."ъìQυGΕtV.℃ ǒΜ

"Whether it's Hufflepuff's gold cup or Ravenclaw's crown, these are all very precious things in the magic world."

"With Riddle's arrogant character, and the two proven Horcruxes, such as the gold cup and the crown, even if he made other Horcruxes, he would definitely not choose ordinary items, even the diary, It also has a special meaning for Riddle himself."

As one of the top wizards in the entire magical world, Dumbledore has never lacked rationality and possessed a strong ability to think and logic, while the use of perceptual magic is unprecedentedly powerful. .

From these fragmented evidence, he clearly deduced Riddle's real purpose for choosing Borgin Burke's store to work.

"He wants to get in touch with those ancient magical items by working here, and then find famous items that can match his identity and make them into Horcruxes."

Sherlock also felt that this was very likely and was the most reasonable explanation.

And Bock's memory is obviously not the only one when he first met Riddle.

The surrounding pictures dissipated, and soon a new scene appeared in front of Sherlock and the two of them.

It's still in the Borgin Bock store, but the furnishings here have changed a bit compared to just now.

Riddle, who was carefully cleaning up the magic antique dust on the cabinet, was obviously more mature than the previous episode. Obviously, the time interval between these two memories was not short.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

A plump witch who looked about forty or fifty years old with a big dark purple wizard hat walked into the store.

Seeing her walk in, Riddle's face showed a smile that was indeed enough to fascinate many women.

"Welcome, Mrs Smith."

The witch called Mrs. Smith giggled when she heard Riddle's voice.

It's just the way she smiles that makes people not feel the slightest bit of heartbeat, just a burst of fear.

But the expression on Riddle's face did not change in the slightest, and his smile remained the same.

"You haven't been a guest at my house for a long time, Tom, I'm just preparing some refreshments today, will you come and try it later?"

Riddle glanced at it with a bit of embarrassment. At this time, he happened to hear a movement, and Bock, who came in from the back room, said later.

"Sorry, Mrs. Smith, I haven't finished work yet, but when I finish my work, I'd be more than happy to accept your invitation."

Mrs. Smith seemed to be unable to wait to start their time together with Riddle at all. She turned her head to Bock with a stern face.

"You've been pestering me to sell your opal necklace before, and I can give it to you at a reasonable price! But now you're going to give Tom a half day off."

Bock, who met such a good thing for no reason, was naturally overjoyed, and without the slightest hesitation, he gave Riddle a half-day leave and let him leave with this Mrs. Smith.

Seeing that the two figures, one tall and one short, one thin and one fat, were extremely incongruous leaving, Sherlock couldn't help but admire Voldemort a little in his heart.

He is really a ruthless man, not to mention the ghost Lady Grave in Hogwarts who is almost a thousand years old, at least that lady's appearance is fixed after her death, and her temperament is also noble and elegant.

Now, how could he even kill a witch like Mrs. Smith?

Not only Sherlock, even when Bock looked at the backs of Riddle and Mrs Smith, the expression on his face was very strange.

And this memory is very brief. After Riddle and Mrs. Smith left the store together, the picture was broken again and then reassembled.

It's still in Boginbok's store.

Riddle was standing solemnly opposite Bock at this time.

"I've decided, sir, I've learned enough in the years I've worked here. Now I want to go out for a walk and take a look."

With a look of pity on Bock's face, he tried to hold back.

"I can give you a higher salary, Tom, you are indeed very capable. You only manage my shop in an orderly manner. If you leave, I'm really not used to it."

But it was obvious that Riddle had made up his mind, and no matter how Bock kept him, he would resign.

In the end, Boke had no choice but to pay him the last salary of the month and let him leave.

After that, the picture shattered again, and this memory was actually simpler than the previous one.

From the first time Bock saw Riddle, to the last time he watched him leave, a total of three memories were played out in front of Sherlock and Dumbledore.

But none of them saw anything wrong.

Riddle didn't steal anything from Bock's store, otherwise Bock couldn't have known it afterwards. After hearing that Sherlock and the others were Riddle's nephew during the day, he should have thought of compensation for the first time.

Sherlock frowned, he asked inexplicably.

"So that's just it? All of Bock will keep this memory just because he is impressed that a wizard so young as Riddle would have a close relationship with the witch Mrs. Smith?"

Dumbledore obviously also felt a little bit puzzled about this.

He not only thought that Bock would not do such a boring act, but also did not think that Riddle would have such a simple relationship with the witch named Mrs. Smith.

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Just after the two of them were puzzled by this, the silver threads of light that had been wandering around after they were broken suddenly began to condense again.

Sherlock and Dumbledore looked at each other, and they both saw the awe in each other's eyes.

A new scene is formed in the darkness they are in, which means that this memory of Bock is not over yet!

This time it was a rainy morning.

There was a lot of rain outside the Boke store, and the sound of "crashing" could be heard clearly even inside the house.

And in the store where Bock was the only one left, Borgin Bock sat in a chair, holding a brand new Daily Prophet in his hand.

Sherlock and Dumbledore approached, and they both caught sight of the news headlines on the front page of the newspaper.

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