HP in the name of Slytherin

Catherine couldn't see clearly at first. When she came out of the dim curtains, the world suddenly became dark.

In the dim environment, the only smell of rotten wood and dust in the air could be smelled.

The wand slid onto her hand, and the next second she heard Tom's hissing breath.

"Tom?" she yelled, fluorescing.

"I'm here!" came together with Tom's response, the sound of something falling to the ground.

Halbo turned over in Catherine's pocket. He was so weak that he drank pumpkin juice and fell asleep. He doesn't know anything now.

Tiaotiao listened to the noise outside, then looked at her own head, and then she closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

Catherine walked out of the ruined room. She didn't even need to push the door. As she walked past, the floor vibrated a few times and then fell down on its own.

Catherine stepped over the moth-eaten door and walked into the room. It wasn't right to call it a room. Maybe it should be called a storage room? If she hadn't used fluorescent flashes, she might have been hit on the head by the suddenly shorter room.

There was Tom in the storeroom, having fallen into a pile of rotten things and now in a fit of rage, he was casting a cleaning charm on himself.

She landed normally, and Haierbo and Tiaotiao were by her side to protect her. Obviously, Tom did not receive such treatment and was ejected directly.

Catherine coughed lightly and changed the subject: "Why were we teleported here? I don't think Sev and the others are here."

Tom didn't want Catherine to see his embarrassed look, so he quickly changed the subject: "Maybe he was teleported here with me?"

Thinking of this possibility, Tom instantly became excited and said with a smile: "Maybe the contract between the two of us is closer. According to what you said, they originally had coordinates in this world. Severus might go to Snape's side." Now, the two little wizards have returned to their own bodies, and I...well, this is Gunter’s old house."

Tom had also been here in the original world. At that time, the place was not so dilapidated, but he still remembered the general layout and the smell of decay.

Catherine did not deny Tom's statement. She wanted to make him happy so much so just let him go. At this time, she told Tom that Severus's contract with her was of the same level as Herbo.

What's more important is the location of Gunter's old house.

"Your mother's house?"

Tom reluctantly said "Yeah".

Catherine touched his head gently, immediately cheering up little Tom, "Should we go to Severus now or Harry Potter?"

"Wait a minute, does your grandpa have a ring there? Do you know where it might be placed?" Catherine explained, "Voldemort in this world has a Horcrux placed in the family ring."

"Family ring?" Tom frowned and rubbed his chin, "In my memory, there seems to be a ring on the hand of the crazy uncle, I don't know if it is."

Catherine looked around the dusty old house, "I'm afraid he has been dead for a long time. Harry's memory only said that the Horcrux was the ancestral ring, which Dumbledore found from the Gaunt house."

Tom subconsciously rolled his eyes when he heard Dumbledore's name, but since Catherine was looking for it, he quickly thought, "A person like Dumbledore would definitely not look for a ring on a dead person. The ring is probably still in the room." "

Dumbledore would not do such a thing as digging graves and desecrating the dead, so the two lonely graves in the yard could not be considered.

Tom also used fluorescent lights to introduce to Catherine, "This is their living room, dining room, kitchen and reception room. The old man's room is at the back, it's just two rooms."

Catherine was standing in this multifunctional living room just now, and Tom was thrown into the storage room next to him by Haierbo with evil intentions.

The two siblings raised their wands and looked around. There was no one around for a few miles, so they were not afraid of making noise here.

Catherine finally rested her wand on a painting that was almost corroded.

The painting hanging on the fireplace is very similar to a family portrait. The two men on the left only have a little head and hair left, and the bottom part has been burned. The two men on the right only have their upper bodies left.

The younger one stood with arms folded, and the older one sat in front of him, with one hand on the chair and the other on his knee.

It seems that a fire once burned up from below. After burning the scroll on the left, the fire spread to the right, but was stopped by some mysterious force.

Catherine looked closely and saw that the old man in the scroll was wearing a black ring.

At this point, Tom still didn't understand anything. He sneered: "This guy is quite smart, using this method to hide things."

If it hadn't been for that small flame, who would have thought that there was something special hidden inside the painting if it was hanging intact.

He reached out to take it, but Catherine stopped him and said helplessly: "Be careful, Tom."

The boy blinked, and Catherine poked the painting with her wand. Unexpectedly, the man in the painting who was originally motionless suddenly blinked, and the young man behind him immediately turned into a snake-headed monster and rushed out of the painting. Catherine's wand stirred it up like a potion. After several rounds, it finally melted in the air.

Tom took a step back in shock. He really didn't feel any magic fluctuations at first. It wasn't until Catherine's wand stirred the snake-headed monster away that a little bit of black magic seeped out.

In addition to black magic, there seems to be a bit of curse mixed in...

"Thank you." He muttered awkwardly.

"Are you letting down your guard because you're around your sister?" Catherine teased him with a smile, earning little Tom a big blush.

She took the ring off the hand of the old man in the painting. At this time, there was no young man in the painting. The old man looked like an ordinary Muggle painting, motionless.

But he was pretending, but he just didn't dare to resist. Unexpectedly, Catherine took the ring with her front foot and burned the entire painting with her back foot before he could recite the spell. The old man's ferocious face was instantly engulfed in red magic flames.

Tom blushed slightly and said, "Is this Li Huo?"

"I think in Harry's memory, fire seems to be able to destroy Horcruxes." Catherine said as she threw the ring she just got into the fire.

The piercing scream seemed to come from a very far away place, but it happened to be very clear and very strange.

After a while, Catherine recited the dispelling spell, extinguished the fire, and used her wand to pull out the hot ring.

The ring was somewhat deformed, but the strange black gemstone on it was still intact and exuded a very mysterious luster.

Tom wanted Catherine to forget the stupid thing he had just done, and said, "This gem is quite beautiful, it looks like the gem on Haierbo's forehead."

Catherine pinched the gem, shook it, shook off the deformed ring holder, picked it up and looked at it carefully.

"It's not like, Tom, this is the jewel on Haierbo's head..."