Will the main god soy sauce to the end!

"Yes, but you can't afford it."

ORZ~Wen Yuan knelt down.

"but……"

"But what?" Finding a turning point, Wen Yuan immediately asked.

"Because of the soul, your appearance will be affected to a certain extent, and your eyes are not red, so few people should think of your relationship with Voldemort.

Wen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.A 3-second silence for the dead Chris, ready to climb out of the cellar where he was hidden for 9 years.

However, he tragically discovered that this gentleman had no feeling in his legs due to black magic.

The usual physical problems are solved by the house elf, which can be said to completely cut off the possibility of him escaping.

So I had to snap my fingers and summon the elf.However, the elf did not appear immediately as remembered.

After more than 20 minutes, a house elf appeared in the cellar with a "snap", saw Wen Yuan on the bed and began to hit the wall.

"Bad Mir, you forgot about the young master. The young master is still alive, but Mir left the young master in the cellar for 8 years. Mir really deserves to die."

"Mir, stop."

The elf ignored Wen Yuan and continued to bang his head against the wall vigorously.

"I order you to stop!"

The elf finally stopped and looked at Wen Yuan pitifully.

"Very good, now explain to me what it means to leave me in the cellar for 8 years." Wen Yuan rubbed his dizzy head from the quarrel, and began to get information from the little elf.

After some explanations, Wen Yuan finally knew that the former Chris, who had been thrown here by Avada, had not died completely until Wen Yuan took over his body.

And the elves are not allowed to enter the cellar without being summoned.

Since Voldemort's disappearance, most of the elves have died without magical support.Only the half-dead magic of Kris sustains the last house-elf, Mill.Mir went to work in a restaurant to make a living, so he didn't show up in time.Then the above scene appeared.

Wen Yuan shook his head, regained his composure, and thought with some confusion: "Then I am 9 years old or 17 years old. Should I be grateful to Voldemort for not giving Chris his surname, or else I would be massacred by nothing when I appeared?" Arvada."

Afterwards, Wen Yuan, who cleared his mind, moved smoothly to the dilapidated garden with the help of Mir, and ate the food that came with the ring under the slightly dazzling sunlight.And ordered Mir to find a suitable house, and take away the things that can be used in Voldemort Manor.

The new home is a villa on Privet Drive.The former owner of the villa bought the surrounding villas, knocked them down and rebuilt them, so there is a spacious villa and a large garden.

The former owner was taken by his children to take care of the elderly and wanted to sell the villa, but it was prohibitive due to its high price.This is nothing to Wen Yuan who has exchanged a lot of money.

So Wen Yuan used a bottle of compound decoction and a piece of Mir Shun's hair to successfully settle the villa.

Mill put the villa in order in less than half a day.Wen Yuan soon moved into a new home.

It was days before residents of Privet Drive found out the mansion had a new owner.

The sun was soft this morning.Wen Yuan, who had been bored at home for a few days and studied commonly used mantras, was rarely in the mood to go out for a walk, and got out of the house in a wheelchair.

Along the way, I was bullied by all kinds of strange aunts, and by the way, I harvested countless homemade cookies and bread.

The whole neighborhood also got to know this newly moved, mature, gentle and pitiful little neighbor, oh why did misfortune happen to such a lovely child? (Wen Yuan: Auntie, we think too much.)

The author has something to say: The HP volume originally wanted to copy the old text that was originally written in the notebook, but as I wrote it, I found that it was far from the old text.

ORZ~ I have to think hard again~