[HP] Morfin Gaunt

When Madam Cole heard the name Maplogant, Madam Cole's face changed slightly.Of course, she remembers this woman, when she rented here, gave birth to a child and then passed away, leaving nothing behind, which made her look forward to it in vain, and the child she gave birth to was also a monster, Originally, he was hoping to use his good face to raise more donations, but who knows that he is not cooperative at all, and often does weird things.

He was locked in a small dark room by himself just before. Today is the last day of punishment. He must have a bad face after one meal a day for a week. If the gentleman in front of him who looks like a good family knows the truth In other words, I'm afraid I won't be able to get the amount I want.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Cole hurriedly said, "Ah, I know you're talking about Tom. This kid has always been the most obedient. I'll let someone bring it here for you."

Of course, Morfin carefully observed Mrs. Cole's face from the very beginning, noticing the short-term change in her face, and said directly: "Please ask Mrs. Cole to take me. Please forgive my strength, but I really can't wait. Met my nephew."

Morfin's words blocked Mrs. Cole's way of retreat. He hesitated for a while, and Mrs. Cole took him to the small black room that all orphanage children feared because of his implied tough attitude.The small black room is in a basement, so they have to go down the small stairs at the end of the corridor. On this road, Morfin inquired about Tom while walking.

"Mrs. Cole, I wonder if my sister named my nephew before she died?"

Mrs. Cole replied: "Oh, yes sir, her full name for the child is Tom Madwar Riddle." Morfin pursed her lips when she heard that. Even his own child's name is the same as his father's.

"Then what does Tom usually like to do?"

"Ah, well, I usually like to read books and go out to play or something." Mrs. Cole didn't notice what these children like, she always cared about the money these children could bring to her government and the donations they attracted. Faced with Morfin's questions one after another, he could only prevaricate indiscriminately.Mrs. Cole felt that the distance from the corridor to the basement was so long, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw the room.

Taking out the key, Mrs. Cole put on that slightly obsequious smile on her face again: "Well, dear sir, you know that children cannot be relaxed in education from an early age, so I also have strict requirements on them. Sometimes, a little punishment is necessary, and it is for the good of the child, so please forgive me."

Morfin has been in a bad mood since Mrs. Cole brought him to this basement. He was even more angry when he heard Cole's obvious words to cover up his mistakes. He nodded stiffly and signaled Mrs. Cole to open the door. .

Smiling again, Mrs. Cole inserted the key into the keyhole, turned it lightly and then pushed it, and the door opened, and the damp, cold and musty smell in the basement attacked the two of them with claws and claws. .Morfin was choked because he was not mentally prepared before, and Mrs. Cole sneezed because she never came down before and didn't know the truth.

"Ah!" Mrs. Cole said in a low voice, quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped the tip of her nose, "Sir, it's dark here, be careful where you step."

At this moment, Morfin didn't care about what Cole was saying. After a silent spell turned the handkerchief in his pocket into a match, he took out the match and sparked it, and the jumping orange flame filled the dark room. There was light, and everything could not hide under this light. Before the match burned to the bottom, his pupils shrank, and he saw the small figure holding it in the corner. His heart was suffocated, and the match went out in a second.

Voldemort was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed and contemplating what to do next. According to the original situation, it was absolutely impossible to do it again.The death in his previous life brought him too many things, and he now understood many things that he couldn't figure out before. His enemies in the first life were not the savior Harry Potter, but Dumbledore and Voldemort himself behind him.For him, he doesn't hate the number one white wizard in Britain. It is a king's demeanor to admit his mistakes. He regards the old man as his lifelong opponent. If he loses, he loses. Dumbledore Lido is considered exhaustive until his death, and he is not lonely with such an opponent.

He didn't know why he returned to his childhood, and he only regarded it as a gift from Merlin. The death of a wizard does not mean the end, but the beginning of a new exploration, but he has no idea how to take the next road. , he was confused for the first time, how should he choose?In his previous life, he insisted on his pure-blood concept, for fear that others would know his true identity as a mixed-blood. Once he went to the end on the so-called pursuit of purity, that kind of absolute persistence really made people feel high-spirited, but was his way wrong? ?

When Voldemort fell into confusion for the first time, he heard footsteps upstairs, and immediately closed his eyes with a sneer: It must be another rich man who has nothing to do to spread the so-called love. Mrs. Cole needs herself Such a "good looking" child will come to support the scene.

Voldemort, who was already ready, asked Nagini to hide in a low voice, waiting for the nun's call, but to his surprise, it was not the nun who came in, but Mrs. Cole, who had never set foot in such a place, and this The woman who has always been domineering in front of her children is actually saying something to a person in a low voice.

Carefully taking precautions, he heard the sound of the door opening, and then felt a burst of light.He didn't open his eyes to prevent the eyes that had adapted to the darkness from getting hurt. He carefully listened to the movement in the room, and then there was a rustling sound, and the bright light appeared again and continued. It must have been a lit candle.

"Mrs. Cole, is this what you call a little education?" Tom, with his eyes closed, heard a pleasant male voice. Although the voice was round and deep like velvet, the anger contained in it was definitely audible.

Who is this guy? Tom frowned, there was absolutely no such character in his memory, and hearing his voice made him feel sorry for himself, what does he know?What identity?What are you doing here?

Just when Tom was calm and thinking fast, Morfin was trying to calm down his anger and questioned the embarrassing woman in front of him.How could the child not get sick if he stayed in such a dark and damp basement for several days? !If you don't pay attention when you are young, you will easily fall into the root cause of the disease in the future.

Mrs. Cole has always punished children in this way. She doesn't know the specific situation below, but she just thinks this method is more effective. At this time, facing Morfin's questioning, she hesitates and doesn't know what to do.

Seeing Mrs. Cole's appearance, Morfin didn't expect her to say anything, and quickly walked towards the child with closed eyes and a weak face. He bent down and grabbed the child with both hands, and held the child firmly in his arms. freeze.With a slight effort, Morfin felt the child's emaciation, the underweight that did not match his age, and the bones that could be felt through the clothes told him that the child was definitely suffering from long-term malnutrition.Morfin used his arms again, as if to tell the child that he was there, and then covered his eyes with one hand and strode upstairs.

Seeing that Morfin ignored her, Mrs. Cole could only follow behind.After returning to Mrs. Cole's office, Morfin still did not let go of his hand covering Voldemort's eyes, and softly comforted him: "Don't worry, if you open your eyes now, it will hurt your eyes, now listen to Just listen."

While Morfin was comforting the child in her arms, Mrs. Cole had already locked the door. She returned to her seat and saw that Morfin did not know how to speak. It was Morfin who broke the deadlock first: "Mrs. I am happy to have found my nephew, so I can't wait to take him away now, I wonder if you can help me to go through the relevant procedures quickly."

When Mrs. Cole got to the point, she didn't care about the embarrassment before, showing a look of embarrassment: "Sir, I can understand your eagerness, and I am also very happy that Tom can find his relatives, but before There are statistics on the materials Tom used in the orphanage, and I really can’t do it for you in a while, and you also know how difficult it is to support a child..."

Mrs. Cole's words revealed embarrassment in everything. How could Morfin fail to understand the hidden meaning of asking for money? Although she despises this woman's behavior, as the saying goes, it is better to offend a gentleman than a villain , not to mention that Tom's relevant household registration documents are still with him.

Suppressing the discomfort in his heart, Morfin reached into his pocket again and took out a check: "Of course, I am very grateful for your care for Tom over the years, this is just a little thought from me, please be sure To accept."

Mrs. Cole had been waiting for Morfin's action for a long time, and quickly took the check and looked at the amount on it, and couldn't stop complimenting: "Oh, Tom is so lucky, you are such a rich man Sir, I would like to thank you on behalf of all the children in the orphanage, and I will get the documents for you right away!" After speaking, Mrs. Cole took out the key and opened a locked drawer, rummaging through Tom's relevant documents, but did not notice There was a meaningful smile on the corner of Morfin's mouth: He naturally knew that all the money would go into the pocket of the woman in front of him. Of course, he, who had no affection for her, would not let her kill him as a victim. The check he handed to her It was clearly transformed from the matchbox that had been transformed once in the basement just now. Thinking about how this woman saw the large-denomination check turned into a matchbox after he left, he felt much happier in his heart.

Mrs. Cole was still very efficient. Soon she found Tom’s files and handed them over to Morfin. After carefully reviewing them, Morfin thanked Mrs. Cole again, hugged the boy in his arms, and quickly After leaving the orphanage, when he stepped out of the iron gate, Morfin looked back at the dilapidated orphanage, then lowered his head and pressed a kiss on the boy's smooth forehead: "Tom, I am you Uncle Moffingand, now let us go home."

A soft sentence is like a promise and guarantee, but what Mofen doesn't know is how much shock this "boy" in his arms can bring to this "boy" in his arms...