Vizet watched very closely from the side. At that moment, Young Dumbledore was like a Hunter, lifting the "sheepskin" draped over Voldemort.
"Tom, I think the things inside this box probably don't belong to you..." Young Dumbledore asked in an even tone. "Am I right?"
The respect Voldemort had deliberately maintained vanished, and his expression turned indifferent as well. "Yes."
Young Dumbledore showed his forceful side and directly ordered Voldemort, "Open it!"
Perhaps because the disguise that served as his "sheepskin" was gone, Voldemort did not resist. He opened the box as ordered and tipped out everything inside.
There were many things in the box, including a wooden thread spool, a dull silver thimble, and an old harmonica.
If those things were placed in the present day, they might only count as utterly ordinary. But in 1938, and in an orphanage at that, they could already be considered precious collectibles.
For some reason, when Vizet saw these things, what surfaced in his mind was the locket Voldemort had turned into a Horcrux.
He remembered a saying that went, "At three, you see the child; at seven, you see the man." Thinking about it carefully, all the traits Voldemort had shown from childhood, or some of his habits, had become manifestations of his various behaviors later on.
Dumbledore had hoped that, through these memories, he would "gaze into another's Path of Magic from afar." Now, through these memories, he had indeed begun to gain some insight and started to understand what Voldemort's Path of Magic was.
The conversation in the room did not stop. In Young Dumbledore's view, the things in the box had clearly all been stolen by Voldemort.
So he said in a warning tone, "Tom, you should understand! Hogwarts will not tolerate theft! Besides returning these things, you