A week has passed in the blink of an eye.

After some persuasion, in the end, Merope was worried about Tom? Riddle agreed to leave the old Gaunt mansion with Zhou Zhou.

Within a week, Zhou Zhou and the others had taken Merope to several hiding places.

From the inaccessible Azkaban region to the terrorist Tumbledown Alley.

Every time they just settled down, Aberforth and they would always arrive, and with Zhou Zhou's prophetic ability, Zhou Zhou and they could always lift up and leave in three minutes.

The many dodges also gave Zhou Zhou some experience.

He tried to hide in Muggle-dense areas, which helped him move Merope, and wizarding outfits were always prominent among Muggles. This allowed Zhou Zhou to clearly recognize Aberforth from the prophetic image.

Inside Oliver's Wand Shop.

Zhou Zhou is helping the shaman choose a wand.

"How they found us, all the way to the front and back." The shaman said as he waved his wand.

"I don't know, but I know that the Ministry of Magic is always aware that there are wizards who use magic in the Muggle world. As long as magic is used in the Muggle world, a letter from the Ministry of Magic will arrive in three minutes. Maybe these wizards have a way of doing things they don't know. Zhou Zhou guessed.

"They have a monitoring network." Merope whispered to the side.

"That's right." Zhou Zhou nodded thoughtfully.

"So what now? Have you been hiding in Tibet all the time? They'll keep chasing, and the mission won't end forever. The shaman frowned.

"No, we'll just have to stay up for nine more months, until Merope gives birth to Voldemort. By then, Voldemort had already been born, and there was no point in killing Merope again. So during these months, we should just hide outside the UK and stay quiet for a while. It may only take more than nine months," Zhou replied.

"Outside the UK?" Merope was a little puzzled, she had been on the run with Zhou Zhou for a week, but she still didn't understand why Zhou Zhou and the shaman wanted to help her.

Zhou Zhou nodded and said: "Aberforth, they can always find us, maybe they use the monitoring network of the Ministry of Magic, the monitoring scope of the Ministry of Magic is only the United Kingdom, and they will naturally not be able to find us if they leave here." ”

"Then let's stay away. How about going to China? ”

Zhou Zhou didn't answer, he suddenly stared nervously at the door of the store.

A tabby cat squatted in front of the shop, its eyes surrounded by a circle of glasses, and its gray cat's eyes stared at them.

——————It's an Animagus!

—————— Professor McGonagall's tabby cat!

Zhou Zhou has been paying attention to the next two minutes of the picture, paying attention to every wizard in the picture, except for the animals! And now they are being taken by Minerva? McGonagall was stuck in the store. Aberforth? Dumbledore was most likely nearby, and Professor McGonagall didn't need to take them down, just hold them down.

The tabby cat got up and approached Zhou Zhou lightly.

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On the outskirts of County Keicenes there is a family named McGonagall, a very low-key family. Hostess Robert? McGonagall is a pastor of the Presbyterian Church of Scotland. Mistress Elizabeth? McGonagall was a beautiful housewife.

Although the McGonagall had been here for nine years, the neighbors knew little about the family, and Mr. McGonagall never attended any county meetings or visited the nearby taverns.

His wife was even more elusive, and she was rarely seen going out on weekdays, nor did she go to the county market to buy daily necessities, as if there was another mysterious passage to the mysterious market in her house.

Most of the housewives in the neighborhood of this suburb know each other and have exchanged child-rearing experiences. Mrs. McGonagall, however, never attended housewives gatherings, such as the mothers of newborn ones, nor did she invite anyone to such gatherings.

However, Mrs. McGonagall and Mr. McGonagall do have three children, an eight-year-old sister Minerva, and two younger brothers, Malcolm and Robert Jr.

The three children were just as unobtrusive as their parents.

No one had ever seen them playing with the children in the neighborhood.

No one has seen them playing in a nearby park either.

All they knew was that their sister Minerva was a very smart girl, and she was often seen by neighbors sitting by the window reading a book.

On this day, McGh was reading the newspaper again, and even though she was only eight years old, she could barely recognize most of the words in the Daily Prophet article.

Now she was looking at an article with relish, which was titled Slytherin at the end.

"The Gaunts are a hidden family that no one knows. They are the only remaining descendants of the Archmage Slytherin.

……

Marvolo, his son Morfin, and daughter Merope were the last of the Gaunt family, a very old wizarding family known for their restlessness and violence, a trait that became more pronounced from generation to generation due to their habit of marrying close relatives. Their lack of rationality, coupled with their penchant for extravagant pomp, led to the squandering of the family's fortune long before Marvolo was several generations old.

Last March, Marvolo and his son Morfin attacked five officials from the Ministry of Magic.

'I went to Gaunt's old house to deal with a local Muggle Tom?' Riddle encounters the case of a magical attack. Morfin was very uncooperative and said that the Muggle deserved it. Ogden of the Muggle Relations Section continued: 'But then we got into a fight to stop Marvolo from abusing his daughter Merope, who seems to have fallen in love with a local Muggle squire. Marvolo, who had always been proud of his Slytherin blood, was of course very unhappy, and he had a seizure that almost killed the girl......

Both were subsequently arrested, and the Wizengamot convicted them. Morfin already had a history of attacking Muggles and was sentenced to three years in Azkaban. In addition to injuring Ogden, Marvolo also harmed several other officials of the Ministry of Magic and was sentenced to six months in prison.

When Mavolo returned from Azkaban six months later, he expected to see his daughter waiting for him with a steaming meal on the table. He didn't expect the dust in the house to accumulate more than an inch thick, and his daughter left a farewell note with what she had done.

She and one of the local Muggle squires, Tom? Riddle eloped together. ……”

Minerva sighed old-fashionedly, and silently blessed Merope who eloped with Muggles, even though she did not approve of the relationship in her heart.

Her father and mother were a Muggle-wizard combination, and Minerva loved her Muggle father very much, but she knew better than anyone the pain of such a family.

In order to conceal the fact that his mother was a wizard, his social father had to live in seclusion; My mother didn't leave the house.

She and her two younger brothers have never been able to go out to play, because their younger brothers are too young, and their unrestrained magic will definitely cause trouble.

Just then there was the sound of a stove burning downstairs.

The fireplace was not an ordinary fireplace, but a port on Floo.com.

Floo networks are networks of fireplaces connected by fireplaces, and must be approved and registered by the Ministry of Magic, just like telephone lines.

Her mother often used the network to go to Diagon Alley to buy food and books.

—————— must be Mom's back!

She immediately got up from the window, went to the crib and freed the old cat, Lady Mary, who was bound by magic in the air, and laid her on the ground.

Little Robert in the crib wrinkled his bun face angrily, shook his fists with his teeth and claws, and babbled in protest to demand that his sister give Lady Mary back to him.

Minerva? McGonagall ignored his protests and ran downstairs.

At the top of the staircase, she is surprised to find that it is not her amiable mother standing by the fireplace, but a stranger who looks terrifying.

The stranger was tall and thin, dressed in old-fashioned black wizard robes, like a skeleton, and his skin was paler than a skeleton.

He had a flat snake face, red eyes, two slits in pupils, like a cat's eyes, two thin slits in his nostrils, and hands like a large pale spider.

The face is very evil, it doesn't look like it's natural, it's more like it's made out of black magic to intimidate.

Minerva? McGonagall was frightened.

"You're Minerva? Mcgonagall? The snake-faced man asked.

Don't wait for Minerva? McGonagall replied, and the Snakeface waved his wand, "Arvada suo." ”

A green light illuminates the gloomy hall, Minerva? McGonagall's body collapsed on her back.

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away inside the Oliver Wand store.

The tabby cat stepped forward, and in Zhou Zhou's surprised gaze, the transparency disappeared in an instant, as if it had never existed in this world.