Arriving alone: ​​70 billion copies of survival

Chapter 211 Approaching
"The Riddle House in Little Hangleton Village is where Voldemort's father, Tom Riddle, once lived... You can also tell that he inherited his father's name, of course, this is a disgrace to him .”

Dumbledore said in a low voice, they were walking in the ancient and desolate cemetery that occupied a huge area, and there were few people here, and even the whole village seemed to have no signs of human activities for decades.

Nagini followed closely behind them, occasionally spitting out snake letters and hissing.

"About two or three years ago, Voldemort captured Harry in this cemetery-of course, this was in my plan, but it was a pity for another child-he used Harry's blood to complete the final resurrection. One step...Harry's blood, what a wonderful match, Voldemort always likes to get back up where he fell, and of course, if we didn't come back to this world, he probably would have died because of it."

"Can Nagini find his place?"

He Gang said.

They all wisely did not talk about the strange figure they had just seen, and a dead person appeared in front of them.

Either it is some kind of advanced illusion, but Dumbledore's sanity value is very high, if you want to deceive him with illusion, you must be at least a filthy existence above diamonds.

Either it is some kind of conceptual ghost, this kind of ghost is more dangerous than illusion, and I keep thinking about it and talking about it, but it may cause some terrible things.

Or, it is really the ghost of Gellert Grindelwald, which is very scary.

Anyway, no matter what kind of possibility it is, it's best to treat it as if nothing happened, and let it pass.

"In this direction, Nagini said."

Dumbledore led the way.

He Gang's English is not very good, and in this world, the computing power of the system is not enough, and many words on the tombstone cannot be automatically deciphered using the built-in translation function.

But it can be recognized that the tombstones here, those magnificent or ancient but still standing, almost all belong to the same family.

Riddle family.

In Little Hangleton Village, Riddle was the richest man ever.

For a considerable period of time, most of the land here belonged to the Riddle family, and so did the cemeteries.

At that time, it was because little Tom of the Riddle family was messing with women everywhere that Voldemort, a Dark Lord, was born.

In the early days, Voldemort's mother, Merope, liked Old Tom very much, but Old Tom already had someone he liked in his heart, and he loved him very much.Old Tom didn't like Merope and often ignored her.

So, in order to win Old Tom's love, Merope used a love potion on Old Tom.Old Tom is madly in love with Merope.One day, Merope finds out that she is pregnant with Old Tom's child.

Maybe it was because he was too obsessed with love, or maybe he was too confident in himself, thinking that after being pregnant with a child, Old Tom would truly fall in love with him, so Merope decided not to use love potions for Old Tom.

However, it never occurred to Old Tom who woke up to see the strange Merope and her slightly protruding belly, completely unbelievable and unable to face everything in front of him.

Old Tom ruthlessly abandoned Merope and her unborn child.Old Tom returned to his hometown, the Riddle House in Little Hangleton.

Voldemort's mother Merope was very sad after being abandoned, and she came to Wu's Orphanage in despair and gave birth to a baby boy.

The offspring born using the love potion are born with a mental illness that has no cure in this world, and will never understand love.

This is also the most important reason why Voldemort became like this later.

Of course, He Gang naturally has many means to heal all this.

They are walking step by step towards the most magnificent and lavish castle in this deserted village.

"The Riddle House."

He Gang could see the plaque from far away.

It is indeed the former residence of Tom Riddle.

The old house stood fiercely on the hillside like a monster, and the dark, lightless windows were like devil's eyes, staring at the two people walking towards it.

Nagini hissed the closer he got to the building.

Dumbledore said she was very nervous.

There was something about here that disgusted her, very much.

Occasionally, there was a slight growl sounded from nowhere.

The roar sounded a bit like a snake.

But the snake's voice is not so loud.

"What do those government agencies think? Shouldn't such a ghostly place just invite a whole team of infrastructure madmen to demolish and build a temple?"

He Gang complained.

The brain circuit of the Brit is unimaginable.

Of course, it is probably because the Ministry of Magic and the cabinet of England have passed the gas.

The house is situated on a hillside from which the whole village can be seen.

Several windows in the house were sealed, the tiles on the roof were incomplete, and ivy crawled all over the house with claws and claws.

It could easily be seen that the Riddle Hall, which had been a large and handsome house, the largest and most imposing building for miles around, was now damp, desolate, and perennially unoccupied.

Not only here, but the whole village is deserted.

"A strange and terrible thing happened here half a century ago - at least to those Muggles,"

Dumbledore said that he was keenly aware that something was wrong here. He obviously couldn't see any fog at the bottom of the mountain, but as soon as he came to the hillside, a strange, active gray fog filled the whole world. The sound of the old woman's laughter came from nowhere,
"Fifty years ago, when the Riddle House was still well-managed and magnificent, at dawn on a sunny summer day, a maid walked into the living room and found the three members of the Riddle family dead... You know it was Voldemort who killed them." Killed them, killed his grandfather and his own father, and cut himself off from the Muggle world."

A huge phoenix patron saint almost ten meters high rose into the sky, scaring the monsters and monsters that were approaching in the surrounding gray fog to run away almost instantly.

It was clear that whatever the purpose of those captives Voldemort had been, they hadn't yet realized just how terrifying Dumbledore's true power was.

"If you want to crush the mind of a dark wizard who can wander around in a state worse than a lonely ghost for more than ten years without breaking down, what else is more suitable than this ghostly place?"

Dumbledore said.

His eyes sparkled.

With his wisdom, he has actually found some historical dust from the clues.

It's just that the amount of dust is still too small, so I don't know if it's correct.

It is the gate of the old house.

A huge statue, completely hidden in the gray mist, turned its back on them.

Under the light of the patron saint, it is at least 30 meters high, and it is like a standing mountain.

Its back is full of human faces, densely packed, hundreds of thousands.

"I took some time to watch some Muggle news."

Dumbledore said,
"Here, in the village of Little Hangleton, and the nearby village of Great Hangleton, there have been two strange and horrifying disappearances of people in the past year, probably thousands of people."

He said and pointed to the back of the ghost.

"I suspect they all got killed by these things."

This time, even Nagini shuddered.

Even in his most brutal days, Voldemort was not able to kill so many people.

But now that they have seen the monster guarding the Riddle Mansion that was obviously not arranged by Voldemort, it means that they are gradually approaching the truth.

He Gang could even sense that a great will was gradually awakening, and it was ready to go with terrifying power.

is the god of death.

Is the local snake about to make a move?

(End of this chapter)