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Little Hangleton is a small village in England. From the point of view of Muggles, it is so ordinary that even passing cars will not stop here, because there is really nothing worth seeing in this closed mountain village. .

The only thing that can arouse the local people's topic is the abandoned manor called "Mystery House" on the hill. Little Hangleton Village is located at the bottom of the mountain. The only building on the hill is the "Mystery House" that people in the village call.

The "mystery house" is very gorgeous, at least it should have been very gorgeous in the past. Some daring villagers have been there before, and it is a manor-style building.Such a building is hard to see near Little Hangleton. It may be the largest and most majestic building within a few miles. In the eyes of the villagers, such a manor should be built in a big city like London instead of It should be in this mountain village.

According to the elders in the village, the "mystery house" belongs to the Riddle family.The Riddle family was once the richest man in the village. They owned a large area of ​​land, and there were also maids and servants in the manor. However, the three members of the Riddle family died inexplicably. It was definitely a big news in Little Hangleton at that time.

Like other rumors, there are many versions of the story of Little Hangleton, but no matter which version has the same beginning.

Fifty years ago, on a sunny summer morning, just before dawn, when the "mystery house" was still a gorgeous manor, a maid entered the lobby, only to find that the owners of the mystery house, the three members of the Riddle family, were all dead.

Although the murderer of the Riddle family has not been caught so far, this incident has become a topic of discussion among the villagers after dinner.

But the Muggle villagers of Little Hangleton would not know that it was this ordinary mountain village they lived in that had great significance in the history of the wizarding world.

The reason is that the manor they called "Mystery House", in the wizarding world wizards have another name for it - Gaunt's old house.

The old house of Gunter belongs to the Gunter family, one of the "sacred 28 families" in the wizarding world, and a descendant of the legendary wizard Salazar Slytherin.

In this humble mountain village, the wizard war that disturbed and affected the entire magical world is inextricably linked with it.

Frank Bryce, a villager of Little Hangleton, a disabled veteran who participated in World War II, is a man of the hour in Little Hangleton.Not because of his military exploits during World War II, but because Frank Bryce was once the gardener of Riddle Manor, which is now called the "mystery house" by the villagers.

He was also an important suspect in the murder of the Riddle family, but the police had no evidence to prove this at all, so Frank Bryce was acquitted.

But the villagers don't think so. Even though the police have declared his innocence, he is still a major suspect in the eyes of the villagers, and over time the suspect has become the definite "murderer" in people's mouth.

So you can imagine how difficult Frank Bryce's life was, so he did a behavior that no one thought of, and continued to live on the mountain and take care of Riddle's manor.

This is definitely not what Frank is willing to do, but the situation at that time was the only one in the entire Little Hangleton Village that was plagued by gossip and gossip like him.

This stay is 50 years.

The time came to the present, and the night was approaching. Frank dragged his tired body back to his cabin.

The current Riddle Manor may not need him as a gardener, but there will always be some naughty children at the foot of the mountain who often run nearby and throw stones at the "mystery house" and his own wooden house. In order to drive away these nasty little ghosts, Frank has to spend a lot He put in a lot of effort, and as he got older, this only job made him feel more and more powerless.

After another day of "work" and returning to the cabin, Frank prepared to make himself a cup of hot tea and then take a good night's sleep.

Just when he finished drinking the hot tea, the scene outside the window made him give up the idea of ​​going to sleep, and a window in the Riddle Manor opposite the wooden house turned on a light.

Another person would definitely think that this is a supernatural event, but for Frank, this kind of supernatural event is already used to it, because those little guys always like to play such pranks, and then they mocked loudly after they rushed over panting .

"bump!"

Frank angrily threw the cup in his hand to the ground heavily.

"These damned little bastards! I have to catch you today!"

As he said that, Frank picked up his crutches, took the flashlight and the old rusty key and angrily walked towards Riddle Manor.

Opening the courtyard door and entering the room, Frank suddenly had the illusion that it was yesterday. How long has it been since he entered this room?When I entered last time, it was still a magnificent scene, but now what impresses my eyes is decay and dust all over the floor.

At this time, a speaking voice interrupted Frank's memory.He was too old to hear what was being said at all, but he felt that the group of bastards must be discussing how to trick him.

So he turned off the flashlight and tried his best to control the sound of footsteps and walked upstairs step by step, his deaf ears were perked up. When he came to the corner of the third floor, the voice of the conversation was already very clear.

"You're getting picky, Wormtail!"

Frank suddenly felt that he might have guessed wrong. This hoarse voice was not something a child could imitate. Could it be that someone else came in?

If someone named Kevin Allie was here at this moment, he would definitely tell him that if he heard a strange sound in a room that had not been lived in for a long time, he should not go there if he did not want to die.

It's a pity that Frank has been smoothed out by the gray years. Even if the devil inside is Satan, he will not feel afraid at this time, so he took the last few steps of his life and came to a half-closed door.

The faint light in the room was exposed through the crack of the door, and a sofa appeared in front of him. There should be a person sitting on it. Since his back was facing the door, Frank couldn't see the person's appearance clearly.

"No! My master, it's not like this!" A humble voice sounded.

"Oh! Really? But I always feel that you don't want to serve me anymore."

"No! No! My master, I... I just think it's okay to not use that boy!"

Frank could see clearly that the humble voice was coming from a short, fat man. At this moment, he bent over and kowtowed to the person on the sofa, as if very frightened.

"Are you trying to make the decision for me?"

"bump!"

The short and fat man suddenly fell to his knees, trembling uncontrollably because of fear.

He said: "No! My master, your command is my truth! I am willing to obey all the instructions of the master!"

"Then do as I say, and stop talking nonsense!"

The short and fat man kneeling on the ground trembled like sifting chaff, and said tremblingly: "Yes... yes!"

The hoarse voice eased a lot, and asked: "Little Barty! How are you preparing?"

At this time, a younger man came to the sofa, bent down and said: "Master, everything is ready, I have summoned those old friends, and they will arrive on time! But...do you have to win over that child? He just A strange fellow, such a man..."

"No! Little Barty, you don't understand! I need the help of someone without a stick. History has proven that my mistakes lie in my previous decisions, but I won't make the same mistakes again. Those mistakes are like bloody mudbloods. The sky is dangling in front of me and I hate it, so I have to make it! Got it?"

The man named Little Barty nodded and said solemnly: "Yes, my master! I will definitely not let you down! What about our time?"

"After the Quidditch World Cup is over, it's time for you to show your skills! Tell the world that the Dark Lord is coming back!"

Little Barty looked at the sofa inexplicably, and asked: "Master, please forgive my ignorance, why wait until the end of the Quidditch World Cup? We can definitely act in advance!"

"Idiot!" The hoarse voice suddenly raised his voice, and said, "Because of this damn competition, wizards from all over the world are pouring into this country like a tide, and people from the Ministry of Magic will patrol day and night, so we have to wait!"

At this time, Frank at the door was full of confusion. Could it be that these three guys in front of him are terrorists, planning to carry out terrorist attacks during the World Cup?

Suddenly, Frank felt something under his feet.But because he turned off the flashlight and couldn't see the pitch-black ground clearly, he only thought it should be a big, long, wriggling thing.

Then he saw a black shadow get in through the crack of the door, and with the help of the light inside the room, he could see the true face of the black shadow, it turned out to be a thick boa constrictor.

Frank could swear to God that he had never seen such a thick python, and then the python crawled straight to the sofa, making a strange "hissing" sound.

He heard the voice on the sofa say: "Oh! Really? Nagini said that there is an old Muggle butler outside the door!"

Suddenly, the short, fat man kneeling on the ground walked towards the door quickly. He saw Frank, and Frank saw him at the same time.

The short and fat man lost the cowardly and humble expression just now, replaced by a cold smile.

Then the hoarse voice said, "Don't block the door, Wormtail! Let me welcome our guests!"

The short and fat man stepped aside with a sneer, Frank's expression froze at this moment, he saw it!Seeing a weird and disgusting baby-like monster on the sofa, before he could react, a green light swallowed everything within his line of sight.

It was also the last sight Frank Bryce saw!