Malfoy bypassed the unconscious Frank and slowly walked into Riddle House, which was somewhat dilapidated due to the lack of an owner, but under Frank's painstaking efforts, the grass on the side remained level, and the weeds were barely visible. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Malfoy walked straight to the largest room, which he guessed would be the living room, hoping to find some clues about Voldemort, but the power of time was too strong for him to find any trace of magic. He shook the wooden square table and stool casually, hoping to make a gain, but shook his head in disappointment.

Malfoy then walked around the back of the house and stopped at a door that was almost completely obscured by creepers.

"Alajo Cave opens. There was a creak, and the door made a heavy noise, and it slowly opened.

It's a cave-like place, and it's hard to believe it's a kitchen if it weren't for some of the kitchen utensils still messed up, but there's nothing special about it, and there's still no clue.

At last he reached the hallway, where the large mullioned windows on either side of the front door let in a little light, and he slowly groped his way upstairs, the stone steps covered with a thick layer of ash.

On the landing of the staircase, he turned to the right and walked straight to the top of the hallway, where a door was slightly cracked.

"It seems that there are no clues here, but it is to be expected. Malfoy comforted himself.

"But someday in the future, disgusting a person can still do it. Then he stepped into the room and seemed to recite a few incantations.

Soon, he returned to the door of the mansion.

"Old man, let you sleep and save your life. Malfoy looked at Frank, cast a Muggle banishment spell on the place, and quickly left.

"Oh, Maria is still waiting for me. Frank woke up with a splitting headache, but he seemed to suddenly remember his first love, the flame of love burned in his dying life, and he stumbled out of Riddle House and ran towards the place he remembered, as for Riddle House, which had been with him for decades, he had long since left behind.

"Innocent old man, let's stay away from all this. Looking at Frank's back in the distance, Malfoy sighed.

"What happened just now was dispensable, but now it's different. Malfoy perked up.

The view of Riddle House was very open, and with the memory of the terrain just now, Malfoy came to an overgrown cemetery, and could see the black outline of a chapel behind a tall yew tree on the right. To the left is a hill with a fine old house on the hillside, which is naturally where Malfoy had been.

The area around the cemetery was eerie, and from time to time there were a few creepy crows, which instead set off a frightening silence.

Malfoy came to a tall marble tombstone and stood still.

Tom Marvolo Riddle

The wind howled, and he couldn't help but shudder.

"Today, it seems that I am really going to make a cameo appearance as Captain Jin. It was clear that the gloomy atmosphere didn't bother Malfoy, who was still in the mood to laugh at himself.

He opened the black pocket and placed a few cow bones on the ground.

"Broken bones!" Malfoy raised his wand, tapped it lightly at a few bones, and then turned into a pile of foam.

Malfoy's wand was a little bit more, and the tombstone was slowly removed, and he removed the original mixture of dirt and ashes from the grave, leaving about a third of it, and replaced it with the new pile of detritus that had just been made.

"Restored!" the tombstone slowly closed again. "That's it. Malfoy clapped his hands and smiled.

Another quick ride, Malfoy headed for Big Hangleton.

There was nothing else to see around him, only the tall hedges on either side, and then he turned right towards the path and came to a gap in the hedge.

It was a long, narrow dirt road, and the hedgerows on either side were taller and thicker than the ones they had just passed. The dirt road was winding, potholed, and rocky, and it descended as steeply as the path before, and seemed to lead to a small patch of dark woods below.

The ancient trees above cast a cool, dark shadow, and a half-hidden house appeared in Malfoy's eyes in the midst of the tangled trees, the trees blocking all light and the valley below. The walls were covered with moss, many of the tiles on the roof had fallen off, and the rafters inside were exposed here or there. The house was surrounded by dense nettles, high nettles all the way to the windows, which were very small and covered with a thick layer of aged dirt.

As for the door, there was a dead snake nailed.

The whole room smelled of decay, and there was a powerful wave of black magic.

"Tough as iron!" Malfoy didn't dare to be careless when facing the first Horcrux he was about to face, and cast a spell on himself that strengthened his will.

"Why are the spells I create always only supportive? Malfoy always felt a little helpless when he thought about it, but he still cheered up.

This Horcrux killed Dumbledore's existence.

Malfoy gently pushed the door open, and Marvolo's black and gold ring lay quietly on the ground, as if it would be a breeze for him to pick it up.

"Come and put me on, my master. Malfoy seemed to sense the ring speaking to him, in a demagogic tone. "Don't you have a loved one who has passed away, or a friend?" the curse spell set by the Dark Lord and the Resurrection Stone itself seemed to have some kind of strange reaction. "Just put me on and you'll be able to see them. ”

"Come on, put me on, I'm one of the Three Hallows. ”

"Put on me, and you will be able to do anything!

Whether it's a Slytherin locket or Riddle's diary, there is a demagogic power, and this Horcrux is no exception, and it will always arouse the deepest desires of people.

Malfoy felt dizzy, the voice ethereal and ethereal, unconsciously relieved, with a pleasant intimacy, even if it didn't have the needs of its mouth, Malfoy still wanted to pick it up and put it on.

Just as Malfoy bent down and was about to touch the ring, his body suddenly trembled violently, and he curled up on the ground, apparently subconsciously and apparently beginning to fight. Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his head.

The magic voice in his ears kept echoing: "Come on, put me on, you are the king of the world." ”

"But I'm not rare to be the king of the world!" he struggled desperately with the ring.

With his mind as the battlefield and his will as his elite soldier, he desperately resisted the ever-present coercion and temptation.

I don't know how long it took, because for those who are suffering, every second feels like a century.

Suddenly, Malfoy stopped trembling, the winner was decided, and his clear eyes revealed the outcome of the battle.

"It's really terrible, obviously the people I don't care about are dead, and they all have such a powerful demagogic power, no wonder Lao Deng was recruited. Malfoy touched his back, cold sweat dripping, careful to make the Ten Thousand Year Ship, in addition to his own willpower, the spell just now may be the most important weight on the balance of war,

But one cannot indulge in illusory pleasures forever. Malfoy seemed to have made up his mind.

He recited obscure incantations cautiously and cautiously, very lightly and slowly.

A spark suddenly appeared in the void space, it was a black flame full of weirdness.

"Originally, I wanted to take it back and give it to someone to study, but obviously it didn't work. Malfoy thought to himself. "With Lao Deng's obsession with his sister, I guess I haven't had time to explain, a flying curse will be over, and it will really be over. ”

"So let me get rid of you here. ”

Malfoy tried his best to steer Black Flame towards the ring, he had to be careful, he didn't want to be burned to death like one of his henchmen.

"Wow. When the black flames touched the ring, Malfoy felt the ring begin to vibrate violently, and a bloody, black, viscous thing seemed to seep out, and an extremely faint, distant scream of pain came from it.

"Boom. As if he had been given an accelerant, Hei Yan suddenly jumped up. It was about two meters high, and it swooped down on everything around it that could burn.

"It's not fun at all. In the face of a sudden change, he had only one choice - to run.

"Horcruxes and philosopher's stones, that's enough for him to burn. It has to be said that Malfoy reacted very quickly, and he escaped from the house before the fire spread.

Malfoy gasped as if he had just experienced a big battle.

Looking at the wooden house engulfed in flames, some of the flames even rubbed against the ancient trees, making a "crackling" sound, and the scene of the fire making Malfoy look in a trance.

Because he thought of a few words from his previous life: "Set fire to the mountain, and sit in prison." ”