"Well, yes, I think you'll remember the last time we spoke of that handsome Muggle -- back to his hometown. Poor Merope remained in London, carrying in her belly the child who would later become Voldemort. ”

"How do you know she's in London, sir?"

“。 Dumbledore said, "If you've been to Tumbledown Alley,." ”

Dumbledore opened a small crystal bottle and poured the silver-white object inside, and then he shook the contents of the meditation basin, like a gold digger sifting gold, and the figure of a small old man appeared in those constantly rotating silver-white objects, he slowly rotated in the meditation basin, pale as a ghost, but more textured than a ghost, his head was very thick, and his eyes were completely covered.

"Yes, we got it under very special circumstances. It was brought by a young witch before Christmas, many years ago. She said she was in dire need of money, yes, it couldn't have been more obvious. She was ragged and haggard...... Still pregnant. She said that the locket used to belong to Slytherin. Ahem, we hear this nonsense all day long - oh, it's Merlin's thing, really, his favorite teapot. But when I looked closely, the locket had Slytherin marks on it, and I recited a few simple spells to find out the truth. Of course, that's pretty valuable. The woman didn't seem to know how much it was worth, and was content with only ten Galleons for it. It was the best deal we've ever made!"

Dumbledore shook the meditation basin with extra force, sinking into the swirling memory.

"He only gave her ten Galleons?" Harry said indignantly.

He is a profiteer. "So we know that Melope was alone in London in the latter stages of her pregnancy, desperate for money, and had to sell the only thing of value she had—the locket, which was also a family heirloom that Marvolo cherished." ”

"But Merope should know it's more than ten Galleons! I mean, since she knows it's a Slytherin treasure, she could have found a better buyer. ”

"But she's out of time, Harry. Dumbledore said, "She's about to give birth—"

"But she can go to her relatives," Harry said.

"Merope's surname is Gaunt, Harry. , even if he seems a little more enlightened than Marvolo......"

"But she can do magic!" Harry said angrily, "she can get herself food and everything through magic, can't she?"

"Heh," Dumbledore said, "maybe she could." , and no longer use magic. She probably didn't want to be a witch anymore. Of course, there is another possibility, which I think is closer to reality - her unrequited love and the despair that it brings greatly weakens her. That kind of thing happens, and there have been many examples of it before. Anyway, you'll see later, Merope can't even raise her wand to save her life. ”

"Wouldn't she even want to survive for the sake of her son?"

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow.

"Could it be that you have developed sympathy for Voldemort?"

"No," Harry said hurriedly, "but Merope has a choice, isn't she, unlike my mother—"

"Your mom has a choice, too. Dumbledore said mildly.

Harry clenched his fists, his heart clenched - yes, his mother didn't have to die, if she had given up on herself, she might have escaped with her life.

"Merope chose death, and even though she has a son who needs her, don't blame her, Harry. The long torment has made her vulnerable, and she has never had the courage of your mother. Alright, now please stand up ......."

"Where are we going?" asked Harry as Dumbledore walked over and stood with him at the table.

"This time," Dumbledore said. I think you'll find it very interesting. ”

"Wait,?"

"Yes, he died in an accident more than ten years ago, but he left me with this memory, and you will find this memory very valuable......"

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