"You're not welcome here. ”

Very suddenly, a man appeared in front of them.

The man's hair was thick and tangled in mud, and it was impossible to see what color it was. He was also missing several teeth. Small, dark eyes staring ahead. He should have looked funny, but it wasn't, and the effect was a little chilly, no wonder Ogden took a few steps back as he spoke.

"Uh...... Good morning. I'm from the Ministry of Magic—"

"You're not welcome here. ”

"Uh-I'm sorry-I don't understand you," Ogden said nervously.

Van Lin thought that Ogden was too slow, and it seemed to Van Lin that the stranger had made his meaning very clear, especially since he was still wielding a wand in one hand and holding a blood-stained knife in the other, even if he could not understand his words, but this did not affect the man's meaning.

"Parseltongue?" Van Lin hesitated, although Harry had said such dream words in his dreams more than once, Van Lin still didn't understand what it meant.

A bunch of insignificant syllables and inhalations, but it also made it clear to Van Lin what the memory was about.

Voldemort's family, the Gaunt family, the only pure-blood descendant of Slytherin, 100% pure-blood......

"That's right, it's a parseltongue!" Dumbledore nodded and smiled, he could understand, but he couldn't say it, of course, repeating some simple words could still be done, in vain?

The ragged man was closing in on Ogden, knife in one hand and wand in the other.

"Now, listen carefully—" Ogden began, but it was too late: with a thud, Ogden fell to the ground and grabbed his nose with his hand, a disgusting yellow slime spurting from between his fingers.

"Mofen!" said a loud voice. An elderly man hurried out of the hut and slammed the door behind him, the dead snake on it swaying pitifully.

The man was shorter than the previous one, and his stature was oddly proportioned, his shoulders were broad, his arms were a little too long, he had bright brown eyes, his hair was thick and short, and his face was full of wrinkles, which made him look like an energetic old monkey.

He walked over to the man with the knife, who was giggling at Ogden, who was lying on the ground.

"Ministry of Magic, huh?" the old man stared down at Ogden.

"Yes!" said Ogden, covering his face and angrily. "I suppose you're Mr. Gunter?"

"He hit you in the face, didn't he?"

"Yes, he did!" Ogden snapped.

"You should let us know about your visit, don't you?" said Gonte in a domineering manner, "this is private territory. You can't walk in and not let my son defend himself. ”

"To whom, man?" Ogden got up from the ground.

"Nosy people. Uninvited people. Muggles and filthy guys. Ogden pointed his wand at his nose, which was still bleeding a lot of yellow pus, and the pus disappeared immediately.

From the corner of his mouth, Mr. Gonter said to Morfin, "Go inside." No arguments. ”

This time, it was Dumbledore who translated for Verlin, and to be exact, there was no one else present who could translate the conversation between the Gaunt father and son for Van Lin and Rutherford.

"It's magical. Rutherford sighed that he still needed to guess, but in an instant, all the conversations were heard clearly.

Morfen seemed to be about to object, but his father glared at him in a menacing manner, so he changed his mind, and walked slowly back to the hut with a strange wobbling step, slamming the door behind him, and the snake swaying miserably.

"I'm here to visit your son, Mr. Gonter," Ogden wiped the last bits of pus from his coat. "That's Mofen, right?"

"Ah, that's Mofen," said the old man nonchalantly, "are you a pureblood?" he asked suddenly and defiantly.

"That has nothing to do with today's conversation," Ogden said coldly.

Van Lin couldn't help but have a little more respect for Ogden. Apparently Gangter didn't think so at all. He squinted at Ogden's face and muttered in a distinctly offensive tone, "Now that I think about it, I seem to have seen a nose like yours in the village down the hill." ”

"I don't doubt that if you allow your sons to attack them," Mr. Ogden said, "maybe we can go in and continue the discussion." ”

"Go in?" "Yes, Mr. Gont. I've already told you about it. I'm here for Mofen. We've sent an owl—"

"Owls are useless," Gonte said. "I don't read letters. ”

"Then you can't complain that you haven't been notified of a visit," Ogden said sharply, "I'm here because of a serious violation of wizarding law earlier today—"

"Alright, alright, alright!" Gott yelled impatiently. "Come to this bloody room, you're in for a treat!"

The house seems to come with three small rooms. The main hall, which serves as both a living room and a kitchen, has two doors open. Sitting in a dirty armchair, leaning against the smoky stove, Mophin was fiddling with a live pit viper with his rough fingers, and softly chanting in a parseltongue: "Hiss, hiss, dear little snake, you are singing on the ground, be nice to Morfin, or he will nail you to the door." ”

In a corner next to the open window, there was the sound of shuffling feet, and Van Lin realized that there was someone else in the room, a girl in a tattered dress the color of the dirty stone wall behind her.

She was standing next to a dirty black stove with a steaming kettle on it. She paled in comparison to the dilapidated-looking pots and pans on the shelves above.

Her head was slender and withered, and her face looked plain, pale, and gloomy. A pair of eyes, like his brother, stared straight ahead. She was slightly cleaner than the two men, but Van Lin still felt that she was the worst person he had ever seen.

Compared with the previous Kreacher, he was not much more reckless, and the numbness and blankness in his eyes made people clearly feel the emptiness from the girl.

To be honest, it was a very good-looking girl, and her temperament was particularly pitiful, but when she appeared in the house at this time, she seemed out of place with her surroundings.

Fan Lin felt that he seemed to understand the identity of the girl, and couldn't help but take a lot more carefully, but he was very disappointed that Fan Lin didn't find anything special.