Ever since Natme arrived, Pauss had been very uneasy.

On the one hand, she was afraid that such a provocation would not impress Natmay, that she would not go to Red, and on the other hand, she did not know what else she could do.

She then made some cookies and sent them to Dumbledore, using the Brave Owl. Not long after Dumbledore's visit, she found it in the attic. She was standing in front of its nest with a broom, a bucket and a rag, and it had made its home there for some apparent time. Because she also found a small dot, apparently a female owl, and several small hairballs.

When he saw her appear, the fierce owl cried as if to greet her, and ignored her again.

Baosi, the master, was not so firm in front of her, and she carried the bucket lightly as if she were a rash guest who disturbed the family. When she got downstairs, she realized that it seemed that the family cat had not gone to the attic since two months ago.

In order to entertain this guest, and also afraid that it would catch the rats in the attic and eat them, Pauss specially bought chicken. I was worried that it was wild and refused to eat what was given to it by people, but it didn't have this problem at all, and not only did it taste delicious, but it often told Baosi that it was not enough to eat - when she went to collect the empty plate, she used it to knock on the empty plate.

Paucus gave it a name: The Pirate.

She had tried to get it to deliver a letter to Dumbledore, it was a dessert party stewed in red wine and pears, and Dumbledore had brought back a packet of sugar, which moved around like little bugs.

It doesn't seem to mind continuing to deliver letters for Pouls. So this time, she asked it to send a message to Dumbledore again - the cookie was moldy, and she hoped Dumbledore would understand what she meant.

She felt like she was losing her mind, and when Natme talked about Red, she suddenly couldn't take it anymore - she was going to see her son and hold him tightly in her arms!

She's going to tell Dumbledore the name of this Master when he comes, and ask him to help get Red back! No matter what troubles there are, she can talk about them later, she just wants to see her son now!

Ever since the pirate flew away with the bag of moldy cookies, she had been sitting in the living room watching the door every day, sometimes not sleeping at night, doing some work while waiting for Dumbledore to come. She knew it wouldn't be, but she couldn't think about it anymore.

She even thought about buying Floo powder, and then applying to the Ministry of Magic to have her fireplace join the wizarding Floo network - although she was not a wizard, her husband was a wizard, and although he was dead, she could remember him by continuing to live a wizarding life.

- so that she could see Dumbledore right away.

Time has never passed so slowly. Actually, only two or three days have passed, haven't they? Pirates probably didn't fly to Hogwarts that way, and Dumbledore didn't come that way.

That afternoon, she sat up from morning to two o'clock, feeling that her stomach was frighteningly empty, and even people were in a trance, and she was afraid that she would faint from hunger, so she decided to go to the kitchen to warm up a glass of milk and eat some bread or something.

Then she saw that the sun dog that was lazily lying at the gate raised its head violently, stared at the bedroom window and whined in a low voice, but the cat that should have been sleeping on the bed in the bedroom suddenly came out of nowhere, crawling like a thief and quickly ran away.

Immediately with a pistol, Rose quietly walked to the bedroom door, and then leaned over to look inside.

The bedroom was small, with a single bed taking up most of the space, and a dresser and several large cupboards against the wall, so she could see at a glance a man in wizard's robes standing at the desk, with his back to her, rummaging through the drawers.

- Tom's diary in the drawer.

She didn't hesitate, she even found herself calm. She half-knelt down, raised her pistol, and pulled the trigger.

Bang!!

In the small room, the sound is particularly loud. Pauss even heard someone outside immediately pushing open the window and shouting, "It's gunshot!" What's wrong? ”

There was a mess in the streets, but Paise was in no mood to care, she was only worried about whether the man had been killed by her—probably not, she didn't even know where the shot had hit him.

Then, as if frozen, the man did not move.

As strange as she was, she knew she couldn't miss the opportunity, so she decided to shoot again.

"Please wait, Mrs. Riddle." Dumbledore stood behind her with his wand in his hand, and he was smiling, as if Pauche was holding a pot of black tea instead of a gun.

"He's ...... There is no danger anymore. The old gentleman playfully spread his hands and grimaced.

Bao Si's feet were weak at first, and she almost sat on the ground, and then she slowly stood up against the wall.

"You couldn't have come at a better time."

Dumbledore winked slyly, "Of course, I think your owl just took too long on the road, and I was disappointed when I received the packet of cookies." ”

As soon as she wanted to be polite, she saw the pirate behind him flap its huge wings threateningly, and the living room suddenly felt like a small whirlwind, and she heard the sound of many things falling to the ground.

For the first time, she felt that there were too many things in the house, and if she was not careful, she would touch the ground.

"Then, I'll bring you this uninvited guest, and you can rest assured that he won't bother you again." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Where are you going to send him?" She asked, she had to make sure that this dangerous person wouldn't come to her house again one day.

"Oh, you know, wizards have their own prisons......" Dumbledore said halfway through his words, seemingly pausing for a moment before adding, "...... Looks like I'm going to need to get their attention. ”

In a flash of inspiration, Ross suddenly spoke, "Tom, is it?" ”

Dumbledore looked at her in embarrassment, fearing that the poor woman would relent, out of love for her husband. Unfortunately, he couldn't let Tom out.

Paose took a deep breath and cautiously asked Dumbledore, "He's not coming out again, is he?" ”

“…… Of course. Dumbledore assured.

Paucus breathed a sigh of relief, it was much better for a Dark Lord to be locked up than for someone who was always trying to resurrect the Dark Lord - you didn't have to worry about a milkman with another face on the back of his head.

She was almost overjoyed.

"Well, then, I'll take my leave." Dumbledore stepped forward and looked so far that he didn't even see what the wizard looked like, "You know, I'm going to get to a place right now." He said in a relaxed tone.

Pauss got out of the way, and watched him float the guy as he walked over before he remembered what was going on, and immediately grabbed him again and said, "Wait! I have one more thing! ”

Dumbledore immediately stopped, turned his head in a gentlemanly manner, and said, "Of course, I'm listening. ”

Pauss told him about Natmay and the Master affair - of course, she had saved him from poisoning his teacup.

"Can you help me find my child?" Pauss looked at him expectantly.

Dumbledore didn't say yes right away, he looked much more serious than just now, he thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll go investigate this wizard named Master right away, and I'll get rid of him and send him to you as soon as I have news of Rhett." ”

"Thank you. Thank you so much. Rose stepped forward and hugged him vigorously.

"Oh, hehehe." Dumbledore held his wand in one hand and hugged her back forcefully, "Don't worry, brave boy. Everything will be fine. ”

Meanwhile, Natmay has sneaked into Master's house with the help of Jober. In his bedroom, Jobber found a few pieces of paper that looked like children's handwriting, and then he found a secret door in his study.

"Blew it up." Natmay is running out of patience, and Master will be back at any moment.

Uncle obeyed the order and blew up the secret door, and on the other side of the door was a bedroom, and it came in with a boy who looked like he had fainted.

Natme immediately stepped forward and lifted his face to see that the boy's hair was not as dark as Tom's, and it was slightly curly. She noticed that his nose and chin resembled Tom!

"Let's go! Let's take him away! Ecstasy welled up in his heart, and Natme suddenly liked the child! He could be Tom's son!

With a wave of his slender fingers, the secret door returned to its original form, and then it carried the child, which was very important to its mistress, into the fireplace behind Natme.