There are old things about Dumbledore's family:

The arrogant Kendra Dumbledore, after her husband Percival was announced to be arrested and imprisoned in Azkaban, could no longer allow herself to stay in a prisoner's home, so she decided to relocate her family to an obscure village, the Valley of Golvick, much like Harry Potter trying to escape the mysteries.

Like her former home, the Govic Valley is an ideal home for many wizarding families, but because Kendra doesn't know them, she still has to deal with the curiosity of the people she faced in her former village about her husband's crimes. After rejecting all the neighbors' kindness again and again, she was finally convinced that her family could live here without interference.

She closed the door in front of me and refused the homemade bread from a large boiler that had been prepared to welcome her. "They had seen the two boys in their first year there, and I wouldn't have known there was a girl in her house if I hadn't been picking the Prangan Pavilion grass in the moonlight one winter night when they had moved in, and I had seen Kendra take Ariana to the back garden to play." ”

It seems that Kendra is adamant that moving to the Valley of Govic is the best chance to hide Ariana, she may have been planning for years, and time is of the essence.

When she died suddenly, Ariana was only 7 years old, and 7 was the age at which the magic began to manifest as agreed by the experts, if there was such a talent. None of the living could remember that Ariana had ever shown even the slightest bit of magic, and it was clear that Kendra would rather hide Ariana than suffer the shame of having a Squib.

Staying away from all the friends who knew Kendra, the neighbors, made it easier to keep her under house arrest. The few people who knew of Ariana's existence were trustworthy people who could keep secrets, including her two older brothers, who were both taught by their mothers how to answer the question, "My sister is too weak to go to school." ”

Next week: Albus Dumbledore's rewards and claims at Hogwarts!

"What shit is this!" Harry slammed the newspaper on the table, anger filling Harry's mind for no apparent reason.

"What's wrong?"

"Look at this," Harry slammed the table with a thud, "Rita Skeeter, she's trying to discredit Dumbledore." ”

"She's always done that," Van Lin said, reaching out and pulling out the paper, where the words Dumbledore were in the center.

Something about the Dumbledore family?

Van Lin took a closer look, and unexpectedly, this story was surprisingly true except for the psychological analysis of Dumbledore's mother.

Rita writes very well, and she knows what kind of articles can firmly grasp the reader, and while maintaining a certain degree of authenticity, she can trust people, so as to reverse people's cognition......

If placed in the Muggle world, this is definitely a good hand in the world of journalism.

Still, what if you let Rita know that Dumbledore didn't leave?

A completely abandoned wizard is not a benevolent representative, Dumbledore is ruthless, and Van Lin can guarantee that he can be more ruthless than any Dark Lord.

Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a sense of worry.

So far, so much has happened, the confrontation between the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters, the arrival of Harry, the death of Moody, and the betrayal of the Ministry of Magic, everything is developing according to the Death Eaters' script.

However, there was very little that Van Lin and Harry could do.

A golden cup hidden in Gringotts for an uncertain date, a completely unknown Horcrux, and the unforeseen Grim Reaper and the Holy See pulled down by Van Lin......

Lying in the middle of these things, but they don't have any clues or clues.

And Dumbledore, far away in the heart of the Old World, with the old bat.

Dumbledore was trying to become the master of the Old World, using it to fight against the new powers that Voldemort had acquired or was acquired.

This reminded Van Lin of a belief in wizards that was once mentioned.

Witches serve the Old Gods.

This is a separate legend from Odin's lineage, but Van Lin has no doubt about its authenticity.

At least, until now, all the myths have been testified, and even the Holy See still retains a fairly strong divine power.

And all this is difficult to compete with for the four people at the moment, and even thinking has become a luxury.

It seemed that the moment Dumbledore left, all the shortcomings were exposed.

Van Lin was strong, strong enough to defeat most wizards, Snape, Sirius, or whatever, but, and that was it, some of the time-honored Bloodlines were a big problem for Van Lin, as for Voldemort's......

Relying on Harry's connections, it is a luxury to barely contend with it, which is too costly, and Voldemort will always break such a connection, even if it will be dull to Harry under the influence of fate, but in the end, Voldemort is a wizard who is so powerful that Dumbledore has to find another way.

In this way, the problem seems to become a dead knot.

Voldemort, or Death......

After getting rid of the only remaining Horcrux, what's next?

Van Lin looked down at Dumbledore and his brother standing together, to be honest, the two brothers really didn't have a good relationship, and it seemed a little funny now.

"Rita didn't say anything wrong, the attitude towards Ariana, the Dumbledores have always been like this, I once saw Dumbledore's memories, there was a part of his past. ”

"She's not wrong?" Harry looked at Van Lin in disbelief.

"Suffice it to say, because none of us knew what Dumbledore's mother thought, but it was true, at least, that most people thought it should be. Van Lin tossed the newspaper aside," Ariana ...... I don't know, but, as far as I know, Ariana isn't a squib. ”

"She's not, but you just said ......."

"In terms of destructive power, Ariana is probably the most powerful of Dumbledore's family...... Think about it, Harry, a family that was able to give birth to the Dumbledore brothers, how could there be a Squib. ”

"But...... So what's going on with Ariana?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know!" Van Lin said after a moment's hesitation, "Compared to this, all we have to do is trust Dumbledore." ”

"Yes, yes, I trust him......" Harry became a little depressed, "but...... But he ...... It's already dead......"

Even after all this time, this matter still weighed on their chests like a mountain.

Hermione was a little unstable again, and Van Lin reached out to take Hermione in his arms, while Ron and Harry fell silent.

Suddenly, when the atmosphere left in the kitchen was extremely oppressive, the sound outside broke the deadlock.

Harry's first thought was that Lupin was back in the house.

"Harry......" Hermione called weakly.

"I ...... I'm going to open the door......" Harry stood up a little badly, what was all this?

But before Harry could walk out, and for a split second, before he could really react, the kitchen door was slammed open.

It was a short figure, a man with a big belly in a brown plaid coat, and two pairs of bony arms pressed against the man's arms.

"Mondongues!" Van Lin reacted, to be honest, if it weren't for Kreacher and Dobby, it would have been difficult for Van Lin to identify this person, but the fluctuation of the spell that belonged to Van Lin reminded him again.

To the naked eye, it was a huge penetrating wound, and at the place of Mundungus's chest, the charred black color was as glaring as the black wooden wall behind it.

"What?" Harry jerked forward, confirming again.

Pushing and shoving, Mundungus almost fell to the ground, and after Kreacher let go of him, he hurriedly crouched down, Kreacher said in a hoarse voice, "Kreacher and the bad ass Mundungus Fletch are back together, master." ”

"And Dobby! Dobby grabbed him and educated him as he was told!" Dobby's shrill voice rang out.

"Very well, Dobby!" Van Lin couldn't help but compliment, he admired the lump in the Mediterranean Sea at Montungus, and it could be seen that Dobby was trying very hard.

As if electrocuted, after hearing Van Lin's words, Mundungus scrambled to his feet and drew his wand, but Hermione was one step ahead of him.

"Except for your weapons!"

Mundungus' wand flew into the air, where it was caught by Hermione. Mundungus lunged furiously on the stairs, Ron grabbed him with ease, and Mundungus tapped the stone floor with a silenced chewer.

"Why?" he roared, trying to break free from Ron's grasp. "What did I do wrong?let two nasty house-elves follow me, what tricks are you playing, what am I doing wrong, I'm leaving, let me go......"

"You're not qualified to threaten us yet. Van Lin said lightly, pushing his chair away, and strode across the kitchen, crouching down beside Mundungus, who had stopped struggling but was terrified.

Ron stood up. Still panting, he saw Harry walk up and deliberately point his wand at Mondongues' nose, which seemed a little funny, but it couldn't be denied, it was really relieving, it was what they wanted.

Mundungus was covered in the unpleasant smell of sweat and tobacco leaves, his hair was messy and tangled, and his clothes were covered in stains.

"Kreacher is sorry for bringing this scoundrel back so late, master, Master Al. Kreacher said in a hoarse voice. Fletch knew how to avoid getting caught, and he had a lot of secret passages and a lot of accomplices, but Kreacher eventually cornered him. ”

"You've done a great job, Kreacher. Harry said. The elf bowed deeply.

Dobby also noticed a strange thing, Mundungus seemed to have lost the ability to use most of his magic, and at first Mundungus's magic remained so abundant that Dobby pulled Kreacher to look for an opportunity. ”

"You're right, Dobby," said Vanlin, "we should be cautious, especially in situations like this, but it's true that Mundungus can't use most of his magic, about three-quarters of it, and I've erased it." ”

"Erased?" said Mundungus in disbelief, "are you kidding!"

"I'm just telling the truth, I can guarantee that no one can help you untie it unless you go and ask Voldemort!" Van Lin said nonchalantly, hearing Voldemort's three words, Mondigus trembled unconsciously.

"Alright, we have some questions for you now. Harry said to Mundungus, who immediately began to scream.

"I have nothing to say! I never wanted to go there, no attack, no companions, I was never obliged to die for you, and no one could get out of there under the onslaught of the man whose name he could not even mention. I've been saying I don't want to do ......."

"So you say, the rest of us don't have apparitions?" Hermione said. "You're a bloody hero, aren't you? But I'm never going to pretend I'm dead......"

"We're not interested in why you did that to Moody like that," Harry said, holding his wand close to Mundungus' lowered bloodshot eyes. "We already know that you are an unreliable scumbag, and besides, Van Lin has made you pay the corresponding price, the ability to be a wizard!"

"So, why am I being hunted by a house-elf? Is it about the wine glass? I haven't got any of the rest, or you can ...... it?"

"It's not about the glass, now that you're warm," Harry said, "you close your mouth and listen. ”

It feels good to have something to do and to ask some people to tell the truth.

Harry's wand was pressed against the bridge of Mundungus's nose, and Mundungus could only see the top of his wand with his eyes.

"Wait until you've cleaned up the house," Harry began, but was interrupted by Mundungus.

"Sirius never cared about the ...... garbage"

In an instant, there was a sound of footsteps, a flash of bronze, a thud and a cry of pain; Kreacher ran up to Mundungus and hit him hard in the head with a saucepan.

"Get him away, get him aside, he should be locked up!" Mundungus shouted, curled up in terror as Kreacher lifted the saucepan again.

"Kreacher, stop!" Harry shouted. Kreacher's thin arms trembled as he held the heavy saucepan high. "Maybe to bless him, Master Harry, maybe I should come again?"

Ron laughed. "We need him to be sober, but if he needs persuasion, you can give him a blessing. Harry said.

"Thank you very much, hosts. Kreacher bowed again and took a few steps back, his eyes still glaring at Mundungus in disgust.

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