HP solves the mystery

They all came to Juelu Street, but the ideal meeting did not happen. One of them went west and the other went east.

Cirque du Soleil found an open space near Juelu Street to station for the handsome man - Voldemort's divination, the old gypsy in the circus.

The old man is a wanderer. He does not belong to Cirque du Soleil. He is just passing through and joins the circus to earn a living.

"Handsome sir, we meet again..." The thin old man with gray hair and beard smiled and greeted Voldemort with a kind smile on his face. "Do you want me to divine for you again? Turkish coffee tastes very good. of……"

He didn't seem to notice the injury on Voldemort's face. He was talking to himself, stirring the copper coffee pot in the hot sand with a spoon, and pouring the coffee inside into the cup. He repeated this three times, and a cup of authentic Turkish coffee is ready.

"Old sir, you are still so energetic." Voldemort sat cross-legged opposite the old man, and touched the head of the little snake Nagini in his pocket soothingly, then picked up the coffee cup and took an elegant sip. The sweet taste It made him frown slightly.

The old man smiled upon seeing this, poured himself a cup of coffee, and drank it comfortably.

The two people (an old man about fifty years old?) sat opposite each other quietly until they finished a cup of coffee, neither of them said a word.

In the end, the old man couldn't help but speak first. He knew that there were wizards in England, and he had met many of them in the Free Country before. They were all very generous, but none of them were like the one in front of him, and he couldn't see clearly. People with inner instincts are not easy to fool.

"Mr. Robinson, I'm afraid you already have the answer to what happened last time, right?" The old man stroked the beard on his chin with his left hand, showing a kind smile that he thought was impeccable, and took the coffee grounds that Voldemort poured into the plate with his right hand. , after a few glances, I made a decision.

"Reason will eventually return, the soul will be divination, and the beast will encounter the rope of restraint, but because the person holding the rope is willing to be restrained..."

The old man looked at him in confusion. Last time he said that this man would turn into a demented beast, and now he said that he would be restrained. Wasn't this a slap in the face to himself?

rope? Voldemort sneered inwardly, he never believed in prophecies.

Voldemort calmly took Nagini out of his pocket, wrapped it around his hand and played with it, as if it was really a harmless little snake and didn't care at all what the old man said.

"Ah hahaha, I may have remembered it wrong. How about I return these three gold galleons to you and help you with your divination for free this time." The old man chuckled a few times. He still knew a little about what the wizard would do when he saw someone unhappy. of.

Voldemort looked at the three Galleons pushed over, and finally took a look at him. He held Nagini's head between his fingers and shook it. When it complained that it wanted to vomit, he rubbed the smooth scales with his fingertips. .

"No, you don't need to pay me back, old gentleman. What you said before was half right. I succeeded, but my sanity is still there. However, you seem to know too much..." Voldemort had a gentle and decent smile on his face, and his eyes A medium red light flashed past.

Under the horrified gaze of the old man, he waved his hand and activated a silent spell, still smiling.

“Confundo…”

As a white light flashed, the old man's expression became dull, and then his expression became blank, not knowing what he was doing.

"Forget all your divination information about Marlo Robinson, remember that you only earned three gold galleons because you flattered him..."

Voldemort made up events at will. He didn't like killing people. He preferred to play with people's hearts. However, his core subordinates seemed to be very interested in killing, so killing Muggles became one of their bywords.

After the old man sent Voldemort away in a daze, he looked at the three gold Galleons on the table and smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his teeth. He even took a bite with a few missing teeth. This was gold! It maintains its value much better than banknotes!

Voldemort walked leisurely on the exotic Fulu Street, heading towards Wang Ji Roast Goose Shop. The little snake on his arm had already begun to twist impatiently.

"Sizzling - roast goose, I love roast goose, Tom, I want to eat two..." Nagini spit out the snake letter and climbed up, her beady eyes full of the roast goose in the store, and circled The snake body on the owner's shoulder was almost twisted into a twist.

"You can only eat one, Nagini, you are too heavy... I think you have gained five pounds more than before..."

As a wizard with super powerful magic, it is well known that his body is brittle, and this brittleness depends on the situation. You must know that Nagini was originally a big snake of about 3.6 meters.

"Well, stingy Tom, Nagini doesn't want to talk to you anymore! You actually called a lady fat!" Nagini blinked his beady eyes and buried the green snake head in his clothes, out of sight.

Voldemort touched its exposed scaly torso, feeling helpless at the snake-like character that had remained the same for decades. In addition, he had recently used it to make a Horcrux, and his IQ had become even higher.

"Okay, I'll buy you two." He said slowly. He made a Horcrux safely without harming his friends. This was what made him most proud and at ease.

Nagini stretched out the snake's head with a swish, and rubbed his chin flatteringly, "Siss—you're the best, Tom."

The man and the snake were very conspicuous on the street, but because the Muggle banishing spell was cast, the people around him turned a blind eye.

Severus followed them with a strange look on his face. He had just come out of a jade shop, where he bought a new rope to tie the porcelain flute he had obtained before. Unexpectedly, he met a snake charmer when he went out.

And this snake charmer is an acquaintance.

"Mr. Robinson, long time no see. Nice to see you again. Have you been traveling somewhere?" Severus happily stepped forward to say hello. He did not hear the conversation between one person and one snake, but he was worried about this and the other. People who write travel notes themselves are a little curious.

When Voldemort heard someone calling his alias, he looked back with raised eyebrows. When he saw the person, a red light flashed in his eyes.

I saw that man, he had a pair of eyes as clear as morning dew under his long and slightly curled eyelashes, a straight bridge of nose, and pink lips. When he smiled, he was like drinking ice soda in summer. Makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally.

Voldemort looked familiar to him, but he didn't know where he had seen him before. He searched in his memory, but couldn't find him.

"Hello, who are you?" Voldemort asked straightforwardly. Having been in a high position for a long time, he didn't need to beat around the bush most of the time.

Severus obviously forgot that he drank the age-enhancing agent. Not only did his face open up, but he was also dressed like a Muggle. He was currently wearing a gray hooded sweatshirt, a pair of dark blue jeans, and a pair of white sneakers. He also put on an oversized jacket in a nondescript manner.

"Mr. Robinson, I am the little wizard who bought the travel notes from you last time in Diagon Alley. Do you remember?" He wanted to say it was him directly, but when his finger touched the medicine bottle in his pocket, he suddenly changed his mind, "He It's my brother. He told me about you when he came back. I really didn't expect to meet you again..."

Voldemort nodded slightly. He did not cast a spell on the child, but it was difficult to evaluate things like remembering the appearance. Could it be that the Confusion Curse didn't work? And this brother, he looks so much like that kid, and his little moves are the same...

He sniffed the faint smell of potion in the air, looked at the delighted person in front of him, and felt the desire to explore...a bold child...interesting...so interesting...