HP Magic Biography

My God, what an ugly thing!

said a child's voice, as clearly as she was standing in the house speaking. Couldn't your father clean up this shabby house?

Fan Lin was very astonished. This is the house of the only descendant of Slytherin. Not everyone has the courage to say such a thing. It can be said that those who don't know have no fear?

However, Fan Lin felt that there was nothing wrong with it, it was very ugly here, and what the girl was telling was just the truth.

The dilapidated hut, decorated with weird poisonous snakes, whoever looks at it at a glance, feels uncomfortable is definitely the first reaction.

That's not ours, said a young man's voice suddenly. Everything on the other side of the valley belongs to us, but that hut belongs to an old tramp named Gaunt and his boy. His son is crazy, and you should have heard stories in the village—

The girl smiled. The clinking of horseshoes became louder and louder. Morfin tried to get up from the armchair.

Sit in your chair, his father warned in Parseltongue.

Tom, the girl said again, and they had come to the house. Perhaps I'm mistaken—did someone nail a snake to that door?

Oh, you're right! said the man. That son must have done it. I told you he was out of his mind. Don't look at it, Cecilia, dear.

The sound of clinking horseshoes gradually faded away.

'Honey,' Morfin whispered in Parseltongue, looking at his sister. 'Honey,' he called her. So he won't have you anyway.

Melo was so pale that he was about to faint.

What's that? squealed Gaunt also in Parseltongue, looking from his son to his daughter. What did you say, Morfin?

She likes to see that Muggle, he said with malice on his face, staring at his sister, who looked terrified now. She used to go out into the garden and look at him through the fence, didn't she, when he passed? And last night—

Mello shook his head violently and begged him, but Morfin went on grimly, Stay out the window and wait to see him ride home, won't you?

Stay out the window to see a Muggle? whispered Gaunt. All three of the Gaunt family seemed to have forgotten about Ogden, and he seemed a little overwhelmed and angry in the face of a sudden series of incomprehensible hissing noises.

Is it true? said Gaunt deadly, taking two steps towards the terrified girl. My daughter - a pure-blooded Slytherin - likes a filthy, filthy Muggle?

Melo shook his head crazily, leaning against the wall tightly, obviously speechless.

But I got him, Father! Morfin chuckled. I caught him as he was passing by, and he's not a good looking pockmarked face, is he, Mello?

You disgusting little Squib, you filthy blood traitor! Gaunt lost control, roaring and grabbing his daughter by the throat. Suddenly Ogden yelled, No!; Ogden raised his wand and yelled, Let it go!

Gaunt was thrown from his daughter; he tripped over a chair and fell to the floor. Morfin jumped from his chair with a roar and ran towards Ogden, brandishing his bloody knife and indiscriminately firing spells from his wand.

In an instant Ogden was running for his life.

Dumbledore asked them to run after him, but in fact, Fan Lin wanted to see more, wanted to see Voldemort's past, his grandfather and Melo...

Mello's screams echoed in his ears. Ogden hurried across the path with his head in his arms and onto the road, when he bumped into a handsome young man with dark hair on a sleek sorrel stallion. He yelled at Ogden with a pretty girl behind him on a gray horse, and laughed and laughed.

Ogden bounced off the horse's side and ran again, his coat flying behind him, dust from head to toe,

Finally he stumbled and disappeared at the end of the road.

I think that's enough, friends, said Dumbledore. He grabbed Fan Lin's elbow.

In a moment they were flying together again, weightless through the darkness, until their feet were firmly on the ground again, and they were back in Dumbledore's dimly lit room.

How's the girl in the house? I mean, Melo... Van Lin said immediately, and Dumbledore flicked some more lights with his wand.

Melo, or whatever her name is?

Oh, she survived, Dumbledore sat down behind the table again, and motioned for Fan Lin and Rutherford to sit down as well.

Ogden Apparated Back

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Arrived at the Ministry of Magic and returned with reinforcements within 5 minutes. Morfin and his father tried to resist, but were subdued, and they were taken from the house, where they were later found guilty by the Wizengamot. Morfin, who already had a record of attacking Muggles, was sentenced to three years in Azkaban. Marvolo, who wounded several Ministry employees, including Ogden, was sentenced to six months in prison.

Marvolo? Rutherford repeated, feeling a little strange, I seem to know the name.

Yes, Dumbledore smiled appreciatively, I'm glad to see you're keeping up.

So, that old man is... Rutherford said uncertainly, About the Dark Lord!

Voldemort's grandfather, yes, said Dumbledore.

Marvolo, his son Morfin, and his daughter Merlot, were the last descendants of the House of Gaunts, a very old wizarding family whose custom of marrying their own brothers and sisters made them Possesses a capricious and violent temperament and is known for it. A lack of rationality combined with a love of nobility and luxury means that the family fortune was squandered generations before Marvolo was born. He, like you As you can see, he has become impoverished, has a bad temper, is unimaginably arrogant, and cherishes a few treasures handed down by the family as if he cherishes his own son, but he treats his daughter quite badly.

Then Melo, Sleepy Fever leaned forward in his chair, staring at Dumbledore, then Melo is... the professor, does that mean she is... the mother of the Dark Lord?

Yes, said Dumbledore. It just so happened that we had an encounter with Voldemort's father just now. I don't know if you noticed?

The Muggle that Morfin attacked? The man on the horseback? Rutherford reacted immediately, he looked at Fan Lin, and the latter looked clear.

Very true, in fact, said Dumbledore, laughing. Yes, that was old Tom Riddle, a handsome Muggle who used to ride past the Gaunt house and for whom Mero Gaunt had a secret, fanatical affection.

They got married later? Fan Lin said uncertainly, although in his eyes this was a luxury, in fact he couldn't think of anyone who was less likely to fall in love than these two people.

I think you have forgotten, said Dumbledore, that Melo is a wizard. I believe her magical powers were not fully developed under her father's intimidation. Once Marvolo and Morfin stayed in Once in Azkaban, once she is free and alone for the first time in her life, I am sure she will have full command of her abilities to plot her escape from the hopeless life she has lived for eighteen years.

So, in fact, Old Tom didn't even know Melo? Fan Lin recalled some details.

I don't know. Dumbledore shook his head. Perhaps, after all, old Tom knew that it was Gaunt's house, and Mello was always watching him secretly.

It's hard to imagine... Fan Lin sighed, Actually, I didn't even think that the two are just so simple...sloppy?

Can you guess what Mello might have done to make Tom Riddle forget his Muggle companion and fall in love with her instead?

Imperial Soul Curse? Fan Lin said without thinking. Or the love potion? There are only two possibilities, otherwise Voldemort...

Very well. Personally I'm inclined to think she's on a love potion. I'm sure she thought it would be more romantic, and it wouldn't be too difficult to implement. When Riddle was riding alone on a hot day, persuade him to drink some water. That's it. Anyway, a few months later, in that little Hangleton village we just met, people started talking about a huge scandal. You can imagine the gossip, the squire's son and the tramp's The daughter eloped.

But the shock of the villagers is nothing compared to Marvolo. When he returned from Azkaban, he thought that his daughter would cook a table of hot meals and wait faithfully for him to come back. But on the contrary, he All that was found was a few inches of dust in the house and a farewell note explaining what she had done.

As far as I know, he hasn't mentioned her since. His untimely death may be due to her running away from home—or because he never learned how to support himself. Azkaban made Marvo Rowe's health got so bad he didn't live long enough for Morfin to come home.

Where's Melo? She...she's dead, isn't she? Wasn't Voldemort raised in an orphanage?

Indeed, said Dumbledore. We're going to have to speculate here, but I don't think it's hard to guess what happened. You see, within a few months of their elopement and marriage, Tom Riddle returned to Little Hangleton's house alone. Neighbors They say he was 'blinded', 'deceived'. I'm sure he meant he was enchanted and then the magic faded

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It's gone, I guess he is afraid of being regarded as crazy, so he dare not use such accurate words. So after listening to his words, the neighbors speculated that Mello lied to Tom Riddle that she was pregnant with his child, and he was forced to marry her.

But she did bear his child.

But that was a year after they got married. She was pregnant when Tom Riddle left her.

What's wrong? Fan Lin asked puzzled. Why did the love potion fail?

This is speculation again, said Dumbledore, but I am sure that Mello loved her husband deeply and could not bear to continue to use magical means to control him. I believe it was her own decision to stop drugging. Perhaps, She foolishly assumed that in return Marvolo would fall in love with her forever. Perhaps Melo thought he would be by her side for the sake of the child. If so, she was wrong on both counts. He left her , never came back to see her, and never cared what happened to his son.

The sky outside was as black as ink, and the lights in the house seemed brighter than ever.

It must be admitted that this is a tragic love story. I think my wife might like this story. Rutherford said with a sigh.

Your wife? A blood race?

Oh, of course, but before that, she was a beautiful human girl, we fell in love under the church, in fact, we also have a lovely daughter...

A lovely story, Mr. Rutherford.

So, Mr. Dumbledore, what you showed me... is this paragraph about the past of the Dark Lord, to be precise, it is the ancestor of the Dark Lord, but I didn't find any useful information in it .”

So, do you know this thing? Fan Lin took Slytherin's locket from his neck, Look carefully...

That girl belongs to the Dark Lord's mother... Rutherford narrowed his eyes, But, what's the matter...

Feel it carefully, Rutherford, I don't think you can't realize...

Um!

Rutherford pressed his palm on Slytherin's locket, ... well... if I'm not mistaken, he's broken, and... was invaded by black magic...something that doesn't belong here ...

What's that? Rutherford asked, opening his eyes.

This is the focus of our attention. Fan Lin said, and with a wave of his hand, all Voldemort's previous Horcruxes were neatly placed on the table.

Tom Riddle's diary, Slytherin's locket, Ravenclaw's diadem...

them……

They are all Horcruxes. Fan Lin said.

I've heard of this thing. Rutherford whispered, A container made by splitting the soul, as long as the soul is not destroyed, the dark wizard has the ability to return here...so...

This is Voldemort's biggest hole card. Fan Lin said, And we discovered this, and kept searching until we were destroyed.

So, in that memory...

You must have discovered something, haven't you, Professor Dumbledore?

Oh, it looks like this. Dumbledore said slowly, and the Pensieve lit up again, but this time, no one put their heads in, like a projection, Dumbledore reached out and pulled , the whole screen jumps into the air.

That's when Ogden lays out his son's crimes to Gaunt.

The insane Marvolo is angrily showing Ogden that he belongs to the Gaunt family, to be precise, the glorious past of the Slytherin family.

This is really inconsistent.

Run-down house, in the words of old Tom Riddle, a tramp?

If the snakes hadn't obeyed him, and the last of Slytherin's...

Gaunt put his hand under Ogden's nose and was yelling angrily at him to watch the Slytherin past.

However, Fan Lin involuntarily set his eyes on Melo who was hiding aside.

The Gaunts... Melog Gaunts...

What did you find?

That ring. Fan Lin said without hesitation, The characteristics of the Slytherin family are the same as the Slytherin locket. It is in line with Voldemort's selection criteria. It is his past and his glory. One, the descendant of Slytherin, so, Professor, you found the ring, that is, where the Horcrux was hidden?

Don't you know, I thought you would understand...

Gaunt's ancestral home?

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