themonasnovels Chapter 435 Gaunt's Old House
Chapter 435 Gaunt's Old House
Chapter 435 Gaunt's Old House
When Harry suddenly opened his eyes, he found himself lying in the school hospital.
The Gryffindor House Quidditch players, all in clean robes, wrapped around his bed.
Harry twisted his neck uncomfortably, looking at everyone's eyes, it seemed that he was about to die, and they were all waiting to see him off and go to a dinner party.
Especially Ron, holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in his arms, and a black and white photo... What do you mean?
"Harry!" Fred paled, "how do you feel now?"
Harry shook his head, memories flashing back: Black Dog... Cho and the Snitch... Dementors... William and Riddle...
"What happened?" He couldn't help asking.
"You fell," George said, "about 40 meters."
"What about the match?" Harry's heart beat violently. "Did Cho catch the Snitch?"
"No, Qiu didn't catch the Snitch." Angelina shook her head.
"Qiu is less than five meters away from the Snitch, but she gave up and chose to save you."
"She swooped down directly from a height of tens of meters." Fred said with admiration.
"You were in a coma and didn't see that scene... Everyone was terrified, thinking she would fall to her death..."
"Where is that Qiu now? Is she injured?" Harry straightened up moved and said loudly.
Harry looked around, but he didn't see her in the next bed.
"Qiu's fine. Her skills are very good. She caught you when she was only a few meters above the ground." George quickly explained.
"Cedric also arrived in time and cast the slowing spell."
Harry breathed a sigh of relief, both happy and a little disappointed.
It’s okay for Qiu to be happy, but it’s okay for Qiu to be sad.
It would be great if Qiu could come and accompany him in the hospital.
The two happened to be on the adjacent bed, and during the long night, when they had no mood to sleep, they could still discuss ten kinds of Quidditch playing skills.
"How will the game be counted at the end?" Harry asked again with concern.
"William is very personable. He suggested a rematch, but Professor McGonagall refused." Arya was like a little girl.
William had a bad reputation before, and many rumors said that he was a scumbag who liked to play with girls' feelings.
But after the game in the morning, especially when he used the Patronus Charm... so handsome!
A scumbag is a scumbag.
Arya joined the 'Stark Support Group' at noon, preparing to become a member of the Disciplinary Committee and clear up those heretics who spoke ill of him.
Fred poured Harry a glass of water and continued, "I also think Professor McGonagall should refuse.
Aki could have caught the Snitch, but she gave up. "
"And even according to the rules, we should continue to compete.
But Ravenclaw has surpassed us by seven points. Without you catching the snitch, we would have lost this game miserably.
After all Ravenclaw has the best Chaser Hogwarts has ever seen... William! "
"That's right." George nodded, "Ravenclaw won fairly, and won openly and aboveboard... We simply conceded, or we took advantage, and even Wood admitted this."
"Where's Wood?" said Harry, suddenly realizing that Wood wasn't there.
"Still in the rain," said Fred. "He's probably going to drown himself."
Harry buried his face between his knees and grabbed his hair with his hands.
Fred grabbed Harry by the shoulders and shook him roughly. "Well, Harry, no one wins all the time, and Ravenclaw is no exception."
"Yeah, the game isn't over yet," said Fred. "We lost seven points, didn't we? So if Ravenclaw loses to Hufflepuff and we beat Slytherin and Hufflepuff Chippa..."
"Ravenclaw must lose at least two hundred points."
George fell silent.
too difficult!
"By the way, where's William?" Harry asked suddenly looking up.
Harry couldn't wait to find William and talk to him about how to deal with dementors.
Also, why he can always see the scene of William and Riddle fighting in the secret room.
Harry wondered what Voldemort had done to him.
But everyone was silent.
"what happened?"
"William and Dumbledore wiped out all the dementors that entered Hogwarts.
Minister Fudge came at noon, while eating, looking sullen and unhappy. "
"After dinner, William and the principal left the school," said Fred.
The Gryffindor Quidditch players were taken aback.
"They won't go to the Ministry of Magic for interrogation, will they?" Aliya said with worry on her face.
"Killed so many dementors at once, that's the guard of Azkaban."
Everyone looked at Hermione.
Hermione blushed, she shook her head, and lied, "I don't know either..."
Hermione was a little absent-minded.
Horcruxes... She also wants to go with her.
……
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On a country road, two figures suddenly appeared.
On either side of the road were tall, tangled hedgerows of shrubs and overhead an autumn sky as clear and blue as forget-me-nots.
William looked up and found that there was a wooden road sign sticking out of the thorn bushes on the left side of the path, with two opposite direction arrows, which were:
Greater Hangleton, 5 miles.
Little Hangleton, 1 mile.
They were walking towards Little Hangleton.
"Is the old Gaunt house here?" William asked.
"Yes." Dumbledore said, "A very remote place, the Gaunt family has lived here for many years."
"Professor, why did Voldemort put the Horcrux in Gaunt's old house?"
"I'm still looking for some memories, but I can still tell you some of what I inferred." Dumbledore said.
"Tom's full name is Tom Marvolo Riddle."
"Marvolo?" William asked in a daze. "I checked the family lineage of the Gunter family, and there is a man named Marvolo Gunter."
"That's right, that's Voldemort's grandfather." Dumbledore nodded.
No wonder Voldemort can speak Parseltongue and can open the Chamber of Secrets. It turns out that he is a descendant of Slytherin.
The two walked along the road for a while, and soon came to a valley.
A village could be seen in the valley, which was undoubtedly Little Hangleton.
The church and the cemetery are clearly visible, and on the hillside opposite the valley, there is an unusually imposing mansion surrounded by a large expanse of green grass.
Dumbledore looked at the house and said softly, "That's the home of old Tom Riddle, Tom's father."
"Was his father a wizard too?"
Dumbledore shook his head, "Old Tom is just a Muggle."
William froze.
Voldemort's mother was a pure-blood, his father was a Muggle... he turned out to be a fanatical advocate of pure-blood?
Those Death Eaters, knowing that their master's father was a Muggle... don't know how they would feel.
Under the leadership of Dumbledore, the two did not walk towards Little Hangleton, but turned to the right on the path and entered a narrower intersection.
"William, here we are. This is Gaunt's old house." Dumbledore said calmly.
William looked up, and there was a dilapidated house at the end of the road:
The walls were covered with moss, many of the roof tiles had fallen off, and rafters were exposed in many places.
Nettles grew thickly all around the house, reaching up to the windows, which were very small and thick with old grime.
On the front door of the house, there is also a door handle of unknown material.
That's a ouroboros,
There was an eerie light in its eyes.
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(End of this chapter)