HP Magic Biography

My daughter, Melo, Gaunt said reluctantly, seeing Ogden look at her suspiciously.

Good morning, Ogden said.

She didn't answer, just gave her father a horrified look, turned her back to the room, and continued to move the pots on the shelf behind her, touching other people besides the Gaunt family, which was completely impossible for Mello. It is unimaginable.

Well, Mr. Gaunt, said Ogden, cutting to the chase, we have reason to believe that your son Morfin was bewitched in front of a Muggle late last night.

Suddenly there was a deafening bang. Mello dropped a can on the floor.

Pick it up! Gaunt yelled at her. Picking it off the ground like a dirty Muggle, what's your wand for, you useless piece of trash?

Mr. Gaunt, please don't do this! Ogden said in shock. At this time, Mello had picked up the jar, a little blush appeared on her face, and the jar in her hand fell to the ground again, trembling from Pulling her wand out of her pocket, she muttered a hasty spell while pointing at the jar, which flew away from her off the ground and smashed in two against the opposite wall.

Morfin laughed maniacally. Gaunt screamed, Fix it, you useless fool, fix it!

Mello stumbled across the room, but before she could raise her wand, Ogden raised his own and said calmly, Back to earth.

The jar recovered immediately. Gaunt looked at Ogden for a moment, as if about to yell at him, but he seemed to change his focus: instead he satirized his daughter, Lucky there's a nice guy from the Ministry here, eh? Maybe He'll take you away from me, maybe he doesn't mind dirty squibs...

Without looking at anyone or thanking Ogden, Mello picked up the jar and returned it to the shelf with trembling hands. Then she stood with her back to the wall between the stove and the window, as if wishing she could sink into the stone and disappear.

Mr. Gaunt, began Ogden again, as I said: the reason I'm here is—

I heard it just now! snapped Gaunt. So what? Morfin gave a filthy Muggle his due - so what?

Morfin broke the wizarding laws, said Ogden harshly.

Morfin broke the wizarding laws, said Gaunt, imitating Ogden's voice, which sounded pretentious and stilted. Morfin giggled again.

He taught a dirty Muggle a lesson, and now that's illegal, isn't it?

Yes, said Ogden, I'm afraid so.

He took a small roll of parchment from his inside pocket and unfolded it.

And what is that, his sentence? Gaunt raised his voice angrily.

Here is a summons for a hearing at the Ministry of Magic—

Summon! Subpoena? Who do you think you are, you can summon my son at will?

I'm captain of the Magical Law Enforcement Squad, Ogden said.

And you think we're scum, don't you? squealed Gaunt, closing in on Ogden and pointing a dirty finger with yellow nails to his chest. Scum that comes running around when the Ministry calls for them? Who do you think you're talking to, you dirty little Mudblood, don't you?

I remember I was talking to Mr. Gaunt, Ogden said cautiously, but still held his ground.

That's right! growled Gaunt.

Van Lin thought Gaunt was making an obscene gesture at first, but immediately realized that he was showing Ogden the ugly ring inlaid with black stones on his middle finger, and he waved the ring in front of Ogden's eyes.

Resurrection stone ring?

Fan Lin narrowed his eyes, as usual Dumbledore has found a way, or...

See this? See this? Know what it is? Know where it came from? It's something that's been in our family for centuries,

Pure blood has been around for centuries! Do you know how much this ring is worth, with the stone engraved with the coat of arms of Pivre engraved on it?

I really don't know, said Ogden, blinking, the ring dangling an inch below his nose. That's not relevant to our conversation, Mr. Gaunt. Your son committed a—

Gaunt gave a roar of rage, and ran to his daughter. When his hand reached her throat, Fan Lin thought for a moment that he was going to strangle her; then he grabbed the gold necklace around his daughter's neck and dragged her to Ogden.

See this? he growled at Ogden, dangling a heavy gold locket in front of him while Mello gasped for breath.

I see, I see! Ogden said hastily.

Slytherin's! cried Gaunt. Salazar Slytherin's! We're his only descendants. What do you think of that, eh?

Mr. Gaunt, your daughter! Ogden warned, and Gaunt let Melo go at once; she shambled away and returned to her corner, rubbing her neck and gasping.

So! said Gaunt triumphantly, as if he had just proved a complicated point, dismissing all possible controversies. Don't talk to us like mud on your shoes! Generations of pure-bloods, wizards - much more than you think, no doubt!

He spit on Ogden's feet. Morfin giggled again. Mello curled up by the window, lowered her head, her slender head covered her face, she didn't say anything.

Mr. Gaunt, said Ogden stubbornly, I'm afraid neither your ancestors nor mine have any bearing on the business at hand. I'm here for Morfin, and Morfin spoke to him late last night. The Muggle who lived there. Our records indicate, he glanced at the parchment, that Morfin cast a curse on said Muggle, causing him to develop a very severe hives on his face.

Morfin chuckled. Quiet, boy, Gaunt growled in Parseltongue, and Morfin fell silent again.

Well, what if he did? said Gaunt defiantly to Ogden. I think you've wiped that Muggle's dirty face clean, and his memory—

That's not the problem, is it, Mr. Gaunt? Ogden said. This is an unjustified attack on an unarmed—

Ah, the first time I saw you, I classified you as a Muggle lover, Gaunt sneered and spat on the floor again.

This discussion is going nowhere, Ogden said firmly. Your son's demeanor clearly shows no remorse for his actions. He glanced again at the parchment.

Morfin will attend a hearing on September 4th to answer charges that he used magic in the presence of a Muggle and caused harm and misfortune to that Muggle— Ogden interrupted.

There was a clatter of hooves and loud laughter outside the window. Apparently the horse was standing there among the bushes, not far from the crooked path leading to the village. Gaunt froze, his eyes wide open, listening outside.

Morfin hissed and turned his head in the direction of the sound, his expression eager. Mello looked up. Fan Lin saw that her face was very pale.

My God, what an ugly thing!

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