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"
Time
is
making
fools
of
us
again
,
"
said
Dumbledore
,
indicating
the
dark
sky
beyond
the
windows
.
"
But
before
we
part
,
I
want
to
draw
your
attention
to
certain
features
of
the
scene
we
have
just
witnessed
,
for
they
have
a
great
bearing
on
the
matters
we
shall
be
discussing
in
future
meetings
.
"
Firstly
,
I
hope
you
noticed
Riddle
's
reaction
when
I
mentioned
that
another
shared
his
first
name
,
'
Tom
'
?
"
Harry
nodded
.
"
There
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
'
Lord
Voldemort
'
behind
which
he
has
been
hidden
for
so
long
.
"
I
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
.
"
And
lastly
...
I
hope
you
are
not
too
sleepy
to
pay
attention
to
this
,
Harry
--
the
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
.
"
And
now
,
it
really
is
time
for
bed
.
"
Harry
got
to
his
feet
.
As
he
walked
across
the
room
,
his
eyes
fell
upon
the
little
table
on
which
Marvolo
Gaunt
's
ring
had
rested
last
time
,
but
the
ring
was
no
longer
there
.
"
Yes
,
Harry
?
"
said
Dumbledore
,
for
Harry
had
come
to
a
halt
.
"
The
ring
's
gone
,
"
said
Harry
,
looking
around
