"God, what an ugly thing!"

A child's voice spoke as clearly as if she were standing in the house. "Can't your father clean up this dilapidated house?"

Van Lin was very shocked, as the house of the only descendants of Slytherin, not everyone had the courage to say such a thing, so to speak, the ignorant are fearless?

However, Van Lin felt that there was nothing wrong with it, it was very ugly here, and the girl was only telling the truth.

The dilapidated hut and the weird poisonous snake decoration make it the first reaction for anyone to look at it, and being uncomfortable is definitely the first reaction.

"That's not ours," a young man's voice said suddenly. "Everything on the other side of the valley belonged to us, but the hut belonged to an old homeless man named Gonter and his children. His son is crazy, and you should have heard some stories in the village—"

The girl smiled. The clanging of horses' hooves grew louder and louder. Morfen tried to get up from the armchair.

"Sit in your chair," his father warned in a parseltongue.

"Tom," said the girl again, as they had walked to the side of the house. "Maybe I'm mistaken—did someone nail a snake to that door?"

"Oh, you're right!" said the man. "That son must have done it, I told you he wasn't in his right mind. Don't look at it, Cecilia, dear. ”

The clanging sound of horses' hooves faded away.

"'Honey,'" Morfinn whispered in a parseltongue, looking at his sister. "'Honey,' he called her. So he won't want you anyway. ”

Merlot's face was so pale that she looked like she was going to pass out.

"What's that?" said Gonte in a snake whisper, too, looking at his son, and then at his daughter. "What did you just say, Mofen?"

"She likes to look at that Muggle," he said, staring at his sister with malice on his face, who now looked scared. "She always ran into the garden to see him through the cracks in the hedge, didn't she? and last night—"

Merlot shook her head violently and begged him, but Morfen continued mercilessly, "Stick out the window and wait to see him ride home, isn't it?"

"Stick out the window to see a Muggle?" Gonte whispered. The three members of the Gangter family seemed to have forgotten about Ogden, and he seemed a little overwhelmed and angry at the sudden series of incomprehensible hisses.

"Is it true?" said Gonte lifelessly, taking two steps toward the frightened girl. "My daughter—a Slytherin pure-blooded descendant—loves a filthy, filthy Muggle?"

Merlot shook her head like crazy and leaned against the wall, apparently speechless.

"But I've got him, father!" Morfen chuckled. "I caught him as he passed, and he didn't look pockmarked with a pockmarked face, did he, Melo?"

"You disgusting little squib, you filthy betrayer of blood!" Gonter lost control and screamed and grabbed his daughter by the throat. Ogden suddenly shouted, "No!", and Ogden raised his wand and shouted, "Loosen up!"

Gonte was thrown away from his daughter, tripped over a chair and fell to the ground. With a roar, Morfen jumped up from his chair and ran towards Ogden, brandishing his bloody knife and firing his wand indiscriminately at the spell.

In an instant, Ogden began to flee for his life.

Dumbledore called them to run after him, and in fact, Van Lin wanted to see more, more to see Voldemort's past, his grandfather and Merlot......

Merlot's screams echoed in his ears. Ogden hurried across the trail with his head in his hands, and rushed into the main road, where he bumped into a handsome young man with black hair, who was riding on a chestnut stallion with smooth fur. Behind him, along with a beautiful girl on a gray horse, he yelled at Ogdon, mixed with giggles.

Ogden bounced off the side of the horse and ran again, the gown fluttering behind him, dust from head to toe, and finally he stumbled and disappeared at the end of the road.

"I think that's enough, friends," Dumbledore said. He grabbed Vanlin's elbow.

After a while, they flew together again, weightlessly through the darkness until their feet hit the ground again, and they returned to Dumbledore's room bathed in the dim light.

"How's the girl in the house?" I mean, Merlot ......" Van Lin said immediately, and Dumbledore flicked his wand and lit some more lights.

"Merlot, or whatever her name is?"

"Oh, she survived," Dumbledore sat down again behind the table, and motioned for Van Lin and Rutherford to sit down as well.

"Ogden's apparition returned to the Ministry of Magic and returned with reinforcements within 5 minutes. Morfen and his father tried to resist, but they were subdued, and they were taken out of the room before being convicted by the Wizengamot. Mofen, who already had a record of attacking Muggles, was sentenced to three years in Azkaban. Marvolo, who wounded several Ministry of Magic employees, including Ogden, was sentenced to six months in prison. ”

"Marvolo?" Rutherford repeated, feeling a little strange, "I seem to know the name." ”

"Yes," Dumbledore smiled appreciatively, "I'm glad to see you keep up." ”

"So, the old man is ......," Rutherford said uncertainly, "about the Dark Lord!"

"Voldemort's maternal grandfather, yes," Dumbledore said.

Marvolo, his son Morfin, and his daughter Merlot were the last descendants of the House of Gunte, an ancient family of wizards known for their capricious and violent temperament for their own siblings. The lack of rationality, combined with a penchant for nobility and luxury, meant that the family's fortune had been squandered for generations before Marvolo was born. He, as you can see, became destitute, had a bad temper, was unimaginably arrogant, and cherished several treasures handed down from the family as if they were his own sons, while he was rather poor with his daughters. ”

"Then Merlot," Sleepy leaned forward in his chair, staring at Dumbledore, "then Merlot is...... Professor, does that mean she's ...... The Dark Lord's mother?"

"Yes," Dumbledore said. "It just so happens that we had a relationship with Voldemort's father. I don't know if you've noticed?"

"The Muggle that Morfen attacked, the man on horseback?" Rutherford reacted, looking at Van Lin, who looked at him.

"Very true, actually," Dumbledore said with a laugh. "Yes, it was Tom Riddle Sr., a handsome Muggle who rode past the house of the Gang family all the time, and to whom Merlot Gonte had secret, fanatical affection. ”

"They got married?" said Van Lin uncertainly, and while it was a luxury in his eyes, he couldn't think of anyone more unlikely to fall in love than these two.

"I think you've forgotten," Dumbledore said, "Merlot is a wizard. I believe that under the intimidation of her father, her magical abilities were not fully realized. Once Marvolo and Muffin were obediently in Azkaban, once she had been free and alone for the first time in her life, I was sure that she would have complete control over her ability to plot an escape from the desperate life she had lived for eighteen years. ”

"So, in fact, Old Tom didn't even know Merlot?" Van Lin recalled some details.

"I don't know. Dumbledore shook his head, "Perhaps, after all, Old Tom knew it was Gaunt's house, and Melo always looked at him secretly. ”

"It's hard to imagine...... "Actually, I didn't even think it was that simple...... Sloppy?"

"Can't you guess what Merlot might have done to make Tom Riddle forget his Muggle partner and fall in love with her?"

"Imperius Curse?" Van Lin said without thinking. "Or is it love medicine? only these two possibilities, otherwise Voldemort ......"

"Good. Personally, I'm inclined to think that she used love pills. I'm sure she thought it would be more romantic, and it wouldn't be difficult to implement, and on a hot day, when Riddle was riding alone, she could just persuade him to drink some water. Anyway, a few months later, in the village of Little Hangleston, where we had just met, people began to talk about a huge scandal. You can imagine the gossip that the squire's son eloped with the homeless man's daughter. ”

But the villagers' shock was nothing compared to Mavolo. When he returned from Azkaban, he expected his daughter to cook a hot meal and wait faithfully for his return. Instead, he found only inches of dust in the house, and a goodbye note explaining what she had done. ”

"As far as I know, he hasn't mentioned her since. His untimely death may be due to her running away from home — or because he simply didn't learn how to support himself. Azkaban made Mavolo very poor, and he did not live to the day when Mofen returned home. ”

"What about Merlot......? She's dead, isn't she? Didn't Voldemort grow up in an orphanage?"

"That's true," Dumbledore said. "We'll have to guess here, but I don't think it's hard to guess what's going on. You see, within a few months of their elopement and marriage, Tom Riddle returned to Little Hangleton's house alone. Neighbors say he was 'blinded' and 'deceived'. I'm sure he meant that he had been enchanted and then the magic had dissipated, and I guess he was afraid to use such precise words for fear of being mistaken for a psychopath. The neighbors, after hearing him, speculated that Merlot had lied to Tom Riddle that she was pregnant with his child, and that he was forced to marry her. ”

But she did give birth to his child. ”

"But that was a year after they got married. Tom Riddle left her pregnant when she left. ”

"What went wrong?" asked Van Lin, puzzled. "Why did the love pill fail?"

"It's another guess," said Dumbledore, "but I'm sure Merlot loves her husband too much to bear to continue to use magic to control him." I believe it was she who decided to stop taking the drug. Perhaps, she foolishly assumed that in return Mavolo would fall in love with her from now on. Maybe Mellot thought he would be by her side for the sake of the child. If so, she's miscalculated both. He left her, never came back to see her, and didn't care how his son was doing. ”

The sky outside was as dark as ink, and the lights in the room seemed brighter than ever.

"I have to admit that this is a tragic love story, and I think my wife might like it. Rutherford sighed.

"Your wife, Bloodline?"

"Oh, of course, but before that, she was a beautiful human girl, we fell in love under the church, and in fact, we had a lovely daughter......"

"Very beautiful story, Mr. Rutherford. ”

"So, Mr. Dumbledore, you showed me...... That is, this paragraph has about the Dark Lord's past, to be exact, the ancestors of the Dark Lord, but in it, I didn't find any useful information. ”

"So, do you know this?" Van Lin removed the Slytherin locket from his neck, "look closely......

"That girl, that's the Dark Lord's mother's thing......" Rutherford narrowed, "but what's the ...... about this?"

"Feel it carefully, Rutherford, I don't think you can't find ......"

"Hmm!"

Rutherford pressed his palm against the Slytherin locket, "...... Well...... If not wrong, he is broken, and ...... ...... by Hacked Something has invaded, it doesn't belong here......"

"What's that?" Rutherford asked, opening his eyes.

"That's what we're focused on. Van Lin said, and with a wave of his hand, all of Voldemort's previous Horcruxes were neatly placed on the table.

Tom Riddle's diary, Slytherin's locket, Ravenclaw's tiara......

"They ......"

"They're all Horcruxes. Van Lin said.

"I've heard of this thing. Rutherford whispered, "The vessel of bloom made by splitting the soul has the ability for the Dark Wizard to return here as long as the soul is immortal...... So ......"

"This is Voldemort's biggest hole card. "And we found it, and we searched for it, to the point of destruction." ”

"So, that memory ......"

"You must have found something, didn't you, Professor Dumbledore?"

"Oh, it looks like this. Dumbledore said slowly, and the meditation basin lit up again, but this time, no one put their head into it, as if it was a projection, Dumbledore reached out and tugged, and the whole picture jumped into the air.

That's when Ogden explained his son's guilt to Gaunt.

The deranged Mavolo is angrily revealing to Ogden the glorious past of the Gaunts, or Slytherins, to be exact.

This is a bit of a misfit.

A dilapidated house, in the words of old Tom Riddle, a tramp?

If it weren't for the vipers still listening to him, there would have been the last thing in Slytherin......

Gaunt put his hand under Ogdon's nose and was yelling angrily for him to watch the Slytherins' past.

However, Van Lin couldn't help but set his eyes on Merlot, who was hiding aside.

The Gaunt Family...... Merlot Gaunt......

"What did you find?"

"The ring. "The characteristics of the Slytherin family, like the Slytherin locket, fit Voldemort's selection criteria, this is his past, and one of the glories of his mouth, the descendants of Slytherin, so, Professor, you found the ring, that is, where the Horcruxes were hidden?"

"Don't you know, I thought you'd understand......"

"Gaunt's ancestral home?"