Was the Dark Lord going to rule the world again?
Zhang Xiao glanced at Dumbledore, only to find that the old man looked completely unsurprised. If anything, his tone grew even gentler.
He sounded as though he were humoring a child. No, that was exactly what he was doing!
"Oh? Really? Then Tom is quite remarkable. He's done an excellent job!"
It had been meant as praise, but Daphne unexpectedly flew into a rage. Her expression twisted, and her rolled-back eyes nearly returned to normal.
"How dare you address that lord by name? His name is not yours to speak!"
Dumbledore had to cast another Confundus Charm before Daphne quieted down again.
The old man and the boy fell silent. Dumbledore was used to calling him Tom, while Zhang Xiao had yet to meet Voldemort face-to-face.
To Zhang Xiao, Voldemort was merely a symbol. The Old Celestial Master's assessment of him-"the biggest idiot under heaven"-had left a much stronger impression.
Then a question occurred to Zhang Xiao, and he said quietly:
"Professor Dumbledore, not many people know Voldemort's name... do they?"
Dumbledore thought for a moment before answering slowly:
"It isn't a secret, but few people know it. After Tom finally found his uncle and learned the full circumstances of his birth, he wanted to discard the name Tom Riddle, which was exactly the same as his Muggle father's.
"Many who knew that name have died, and those who remain dare not speak of it. Gradually, Tom Riddle was buried in history.
"But as I said at the beginning, it really isn't a secret. At most, it's a piece of history known to very few."
Zhang Xiao nodded, thoughtfully piecing the information together:
"She-Daphne-knows about this, which means she's more deeply involved than we imagined. She isn't an ignorant, deceived