“Goodbye, Tom. I shall see you at Hogwarts.”

“I think beats by dre pro that will do,” said the white-haired Dumbledore at Harry's side, and seconds later, they were soaring weightlessly through darkness once more, before landing squarely in the present-day office.

“Sit down,” said Dumbledore, landing beside Harry.

Harry obeyed, his mind still full of what he had just seen.

“He believed it much quicker than I did—I mean, when you told him he was a wizard,” said Harry. “I didn't believe Hagrid at first, when he told me.”

“Yes, Riddle was perfectly ready to believe that he was—to use his word—'special,'” said Dumbledore.

“Did you know—then?” asked Harry.