Snape stormed into the headmaster's office and slammed a copy of the Daily Prophet in front of Dumbledore. Dumbledore was startled by his excitement and raised his eyebrows.

"Look what you've done, Dumbledore!"

Dumbledore picked up the newspaper and read it word by word. After a long while, he slowly put the newspaper down, crossed his fingers, and clasped them together, with a confused look on his face:

"I'm sorry, Severus, I don't understand what you're talking about, there's not a single word about me mentioned there."

"Of course you can say that!" Snape stretched out his hand quickly and pulled back the newspaper like a black snake, "But if it weren't for your false kindness, Tom Riddle would have died long ago!

"You said the You-Know-Who would come back and asked me to protect that arrogant kid, but what about you? You had the chance to kill the You-Know-Who on that night a few months ago! But what happened? Sending him to Azkaban? I can't believe it. What's in your head? A fairy tale?"

"So you already know Riddle's identity?" Dumbledore asked.

"You can't expect some idiots with defenseless brains to keep secrets." Snape said with pursed lips, obviously, he learned this from Harry's thoughts.

"It is not polite to use Legilimency casually Severus, especially on your students."

"You should say these things to yourself!" Snape laughed angrily, his mouth looking like the cracked mouth of a snake.

"I should really reflect on this." Dumbledore nodded seriously, and then continued, "Regarding the identity of Tom Riddle who was resurrected before, although I initially thought that he was Voldemort, now I feel that I may still have doubts."

"doubt?"

"There won't be two Voldemorts in the world at the same time, do you understand, Severus? Even with the time converter, the two must never meet." Dumbledore said seriously, "But it's different now. According to my information, Voldemort has just left Albania."

The anger on Snape's face was gradually replaced by surprise and confusion. After a moment, he became even angrier:

"So, you turned the You-Know-Who into two?"

"That's great! You are worthy of being the greatest wizard in the world!"

"Two mysterious men—two!"

He looked like he was having a myocardial infarction, his chest heaving violently and he was breathing heavily.

"You still don't understand, Severus, what I mean is that Tom Riddle may not be the You-Know-Who. They are different." Dumbledore explained softly, as if he was talking to a child, his tone was very calm.

"I don't see the difference!" Snape said sarcastically. "Terrorizing Hogwarts, breaking into the Ministry of Magic, blowing up half the coast..."

"The difference is that Tom Riddle, or perhaps I should call him Cyrus," Dumbledore said quietly, "is that he is merciful."

"Mercy? Killing nine wizards and a goblin?"

"Nine evil dark wizards and a goblin who attempted to create a rebellion." Dumbledore emphasized again, "You will find that he is kind to innocent people. Of course, I am not saying that he is kind, but compared with the You-Know-Who, he is kind. You should know this better than me. And -"

"What?"

"I suppose he hasn't summoned any Death Eaters since his resurrection?"

Snape subconsciously grasped the inside of his left arm: "Maybe he just feels that the time is not right yet."

"Lily's magic had no effect on him." Dumbledore's half-moon glasses flashed.

Snape's body shook violently, as if he was hit hard by something.

Snape was silent for a long time, and then he said in a low and slow voice: "But he could still be a threat."

"Yes, but if he is not in the same camp as Voldemort himself, I think we can use him to fight against Voldemort." Dumbledore said calmly. He was sitting behind the table, looking like an ordinary old man, but Snape felt his terror.

"Are living people always more useful than dead people?"

Snape had nothing else to say. It was just that this behavior seemed too risky to him. What if Tom Riddle cooperated with the mysterious man? What if he also became the Dark Lord? What if this so-called kindness was just a disguise? Snape had so many concerns in his heart, and he wanted to question Dumbledore one by one, but in the end, he could not say anything, leaving only one sentence: "You will regret this, Dumbledore."

Then he left like a bat, just as he came. - Harry and his group also paid close attention to Cyrus' every move, so much so that they read the Daily Prophet every day.

"Tom Riddle killed nine dark wizards on the coast of Scotland..." Hermione put down the newspaper with a worried look on her face, "What happened to Mr. Sellers? He actually..."

"Murdered someone?" Harry asked.

"Of course not!" Hermione immediately shook her head, "I mean he should at least hide himself."

Harry looked at her in surprise, as if he didn't expect Hermione to say such a thing.

"Don't think too much, Harry. The ones who were killed were dark wizards. They deserved to die." Ron said while eating bacon toast. "Didn't you see what the newspaper said? These dark wizards were planning to sacrifice the life of an Auror. If it weren't for Mr. Sellers, she might have died."

"And goblins!" said Hermione. "The books say they are very greedy and have staged several goblin rebellions, all of which resulted in the deaths of many people. They want to get the wand this time too, and if they succeed, who knows what will happen. Have you forgotten the goblin rebellion at the Hog's Head Inn a few centuries ago mentioned in the History of Magic? That was a massive bloodbath."

"These dark wizards, hmm, only the You-Know-Who has fallen, otherwise every one of them would definitely be a Death Eater."

Ron knew better than Harry and Hermione how terrible and hateful dark wizards were. He changed the subject and continued in a low voice, "By the way, Harry, how about the thing Mr. Sellers asked you to pay attention to? I mean, the prophecy."

Hearing this, Hermione and immediately pricked up their ears.

"Aren't you in class with me?" Harry rolled his eyes. "I haven't heard her say any serious prophecies, except for that ominous one. Oh, there's one more. Today is October 16th. She said that the thing you are most worried about will happen."

Harry looked to the other side of the hall and saw a girl named Draven crying bitterly. She had just received a letter saying that her rabbits had been killed by foxes, and she was convinced that this was what she was most worried about.

Ron shuddered at the ominous mention, but Hermione scoffed.

"If Mr. Sellers was wrong about anything, he must have mistaken Sybill Trelawney!" Hermione said angrily, "Those prophecies are nonsense! Professor McGonagall said she predicts the death of one person every year!"

"You underestimate the omen, Hermione!" Ron said unhappily, "You are always so self-righteous! As long as you think it is wrong, you don't take it seriously, but this concerns Harry's life! Do you understand? My uncle saw an omen, and then he died!

"And Scabbers, how many times have I told you to keep an eye on that pesky cat!"

"Your uncle just scared himself to death, not to mention Draven. She only received the letter today, which means her rabbit died at least a few days ago, and she just got the news today." Hermione said rationally, "Besides, what is your biggest fear? Seeing Mr. Sellers' name appear in the newspaper?"

"I don't want to talk to you anymore, Hermione! You should pay more attention to other people's affairs!" Ron's tone was very harsh. After he finished speaking, he ignored Hermione and turned to look at Harry.

"Harry, I think you should talk to Mr. Sellers about this and go find Ginny and borrow the diary."

Hermione looked very angry, with red eyes, but she probably thought that if she got the diary she would be able to talk to Cyrus, so she kept silent.

Thank you for the 2000-point tip for "It's really troublesome to name something". Thank you, boss!

(End of this chapter)