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Zhou Zhou hugged the shaman's hot body tightly to expel the cold of the body, and the shaman struggled for a while, but couldn't get up, so he had to press Zhou Zhou and wait for the body to repair itself.

It was quiet all around. Someone in a house on the side of the street heard the movement, opened the window, looked this way, and found that it was two shameless and unscrupulous men and women, so he cursed and closed the window again.

Zhou Zhou struggled for a while and couldn't sit up, he raised his hand and looked at his watch, which read: "Mission: Protect Merope, each person who succeeds in the mission will be rewarded with 5,000 exchange points, and if they fail, they will be wiped out." ”

"I've always wondered why Aberforth didn't go to Voldemort's father. You must know that Voldemort's father was only a mortal, and it would have been easier to kill him. Zhou Zhou looked at the stars in the sky.

"I doubt Dumbledore didn't even have time to tell them who Voldemort's father was? The ending of that world just now is obviously completely different from the ending of Harry Potter that we know. James Potter is still alive and Dumbledore is gone. The shaman said, and finally turned over on Zhou Zhou and got up from the ground.

Zhou Zhou also sat up and said, "We must find Merope faster than them." She may still be living in the old Gaunt house. Is there any way to be faster than them? ”

"I can only pray to the Immortal Heaven, they haven't been there." The shaman then explained, "Shapeshifters can only move to familiar locations, and if you haven't been there, you can't just move to them. ”

"They probably haven't been to the old Gaunt house either. Perhaps she had taken control of Voldemort's father with an aphrodisiac and eloped together. Zhou Zhou guessed.

"It's for the best." Shamanic Dao.

"Then we can only use the compass to guide the way, and walk all the way in a straight line. It's a pity that you can't change shapes. Why don't you go alone. Zhou Zhou suggested.

The shaman grabbed Zhou Zhou, and the two disappeared out of thin air, and the next moment appeared at the foot of the mountain thousands of miles away.

Zhou Zhou shook off the shaman's hand and nervously checked his body, except for a cold sweat, his body was normal, and there were no missing parts.

"Why did you carry out a surprise attack, you have never succeeded in teleporting with something before, what if you miss a section?" Zhou Zhou said excitedly.

"I have a hunch that it will happen." Shaman didn't care, and as he spoke, he grabbed Zhou Zhou's hand and teleported twice.

"Stop, stop!" Zhou Zhou shouted in horror.

The shaman then stopped shifting.

Zhou Zhou took a few deep breaths, calmed his heartbeat and said, "You're still too slow like this." Each time you teleport, you can only be within line of sight. The Earth is arc-shaped, and your line of sight is limited. ”

"Do you have a way?"

"Teleport to the sky first, then teleport. In the sky, the line of sight is much farther away. ”

The shaman immediately grabbed Zhou Zhou's hand and began to teleport.

At night, in the slightly dark sky, popping ...... Syllable...... Syllable...... A bunch of black mist mushrooms were planted. Each mushroom is more than a kilometer apart.

Zhou Zhou didn't dare to say a word, for fear of affecting her use of spells.

Much faster than they thought, and in just twenty minutes, they flew over their heads and used again

The compass teleported backwards and finally landed on a country road.

The path is lined with high, tangled hedges of shrubs, and overhead is a starry sky in the middle of the night.

They walked along the path for a while, and saw nothing but the tall hedges of bushes on either side and the stars overhead.

Then the path turned to the left and descended steeply down the hillside, when they were surprised to find a valley in plain sight.

Zhou Zhou saw a village in the valley, which was undoubtedly Little Hangleston, nestled between two steep hillsides, with a church and a cemetery clearly visible. On the hillside across the valley, there is a very imposing mansion surrounded by a large green meadow.

Because the downhill road was too steep, Zhou Zhou and the others involuntarily trotted up.

The compass did not point to the village.

The path turned to the right, and they turned the bend and burrowed into a gap in the hedge.

They were greeted by a narrow dirt road, flanked by hedgerows that 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. Sure enough, it didn't take long for the dirt road to connect to the low woods.

The moonlight cast a cool blue light through the ancient trees overhead, and it took a few seconds for Zhou Zhou and the others to see a house half-hidden in the tangled trees.

It was a strange location for the house, or rather, it was a strange decision to have those big trees growing next to the house, the trees blocking all the light and the valley below.

In the sparse moonlight, Zhou Zhou saw that the walls were covered with moss, and many tiles on the roof had fallen off, revealing the rafters inside. 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.

They walked forward with light steps and came to the front door of the house, with a dead snake nailed to it.

Zhou Zhou wasn't sure how to get in, did he kick the door directly? Or knock on the door?

Tell the truth when you go in? Or is it a nonsense?

Just then, footsteps sounded from behind the door.

Zhou Zhou and the others hurriedly hid behind a tree.

With a click, a girl in a tattered gray dress walked out.

The wand in her hand shimmered, illuminating her face.

She looked malnourished.

His straight hair was dull, his face was pale, his appearance was mediocre, and his expression was very melancholy. Her eyes glared in two opposite directions.

A listless look.

She must be Merope Gaunt, Voldemort's mother.

Then they noticed something even more surprising.

Merope's belly bulged slightly, and she was obviously pregnant!

—————— it seems that it doesn't matter if he kills Voldemort's father or not.

Merope lit the path with her wand, looking expectantly ahead, her stomach holding on, and she paced back and forth anxiously, as if waiting for someone.

After a while.

Rustling footsteps sounded, and a very handsome young man with black hair stepped out from behind the low woods.

"Tommy! You're finally back! You said you were homesick and wanted to go back and see, but after going for a long time, I thought you had forgotten about us. Merope trotted forward and threw herself into the arms of the brunette young man, and after a moment she noticed that something was wrong, and that Tom Riddle did not rub her back as usual.

"You're a witch. What have you done to me? You ugly bastard. Tom pushed Merope away.

Merope stared at Tom with wide eyes, moisture brewing in her eyes. She should have expected it a long time ago, he wouldn't love him anymore without the aphrodisiac, but it was ridiculous that she thought things would be different when she had a child.

Without waiting for her to answer, Tom continued, his voice more stern: "There is a problem with that bowl of water from three months ago. Did you drugged the water? I've heard that witches can confuse people with potions, and you gave me that, didn't you?! ”

Tom pushed Merope down hard, stepped back, and said with a painful face, "You ruined me!" When I returned, Cecilia was already married because she was disappointed in me. It's all you! You vicious ugly bastard! ”

"Tommy......." Meloppe's tears fell, and she choked up.

"Don't call Tommy! You're not Cecilia! I don't know you. Tom said coldly, turned and walked away, without looking back.

Merope watched in despair as he faded away.

Just then, a green light shot out of the grove and struck Tom, who fell to the ground on his back.

"Tommy!" Merope exclaimed.

A man with glasses and tousled hair emerges from the shadows of the dwarf woods.

"You're Merope Gaunt?" There was arrogance and joy in the man's tone.

++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Sixty-one years from now.

Voldemort and his men chased him to the Ravenclaw common room.

The black jade swirl in the middle of the lounge that caught their eyes was there, and the line of hints on the wall.

"What kind of magic is this door?" A middle-aged wizard with long, greasy hair arrives at Voldemort's side.

Voldemort's snake-like pupils shrank for a moment, and he didn't answer, and was silent for a long time before he said, "Snape." His voice was hoarse, as if he were reciting a mantra.

"Lord Dark Lord." The middle-aged man with greasy and long hair bowed down.

"Do you know Professor McGonagall? Where do her parents live? And James Potter. ”

"Most of the members of the Order of the Phoenix know each other." Snape Road.

"Come with me."

Voldemort's robes sliced into the black jade vortex.