After hearing Rove's inquiry, Dumbledore thought for a moment and recalled:

"After Merope died, her body was buried in a nearby cemetery by an orphanage, which I visited once, and it was a very small tomb with Merope Riddle written on it."

Dumbledore's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he looked at the boy with those eyes that few could escape his attention.

"Rove, why are you asking this question all of a sudden?"

"Because I just heard a prophecy from Professor Trelawney." Rove paused and continued:

"Her state is very different from usual, and it seems to be a real prophecy, which is why I came to you."

He quickly recounted the matter of the divination class, and Dumbledore was a little surprised when he heard it, and he muttered for a moment:

"It seems that our divination professor finally remembered what she had done, and I should probably give Sybil some wages, she complained to me for a long time......"

"Professor McGonagall probably won't approve of your decision." Rove quipped, "You're not afraid that the two of them will quarrel?" ”

"It's okay, the two of them have been arguing for more than ten years." Dumbledore blinked, "It's sometimes funny to watch two witches go toe-to-toe and talk to each other. ”

Rolf raised his eyebrows, Dumbledore couldn't be a master of archfire in private, right?

You bad old man, you're bad!

Dumbledore didn't know what the boy was thinking, and after a little thought, he said softly:

"'He was destined to rise again, with the help of three women: one by birth; one died by death; One by Love' - do you suspect one of the women is talking about Merope? ”

"That's right." Out of the corner of his eye, Rove looked at Merope on the bed, then at the sleeping baby, and whispered:

"Merope Gaunt gave birth to Tom, which fits the 'one by one' description."

Voldemort had used his father's bones as medicine, and after Old Tom's bones were stolen by Rove, he had no choice but to use his fucking bones.

Tom, the father (mother) who is kind and filial to his son, can do this kind of thing.

"But many years ago, this orphanage and cemetery were demolished." Dumbledore said, "It's a Muggle office building now. ”

"Office buildings?" Rove hesitated for a moment, and then asked slowly, "Where did the tomb go, it can't be buried in the ground, right?" ”

"I've asked Muggles in the neighborhood about graves that have relatives who will be moved by their relatives." Dumbledore explained:

"But the graves that came from the orphanage – no one claimed them – were burned to ashes by the Muggle government, and eventually they were buried at sea."

Rove was stunned, Voldemort had already been burned to ashes, sprinkled in the sea, and into the belly of the fish?

If this is the case, then the woman who is "born of one person" naturally cannot refer to Merope Gaunt.

You can't mean Mrs. Cole, the director of the orphanage, right?

Rove thought about it carefully, didn't have much of a clue, and then asked, "Who do you think you are talking about when 'one man dies'?" ”

There are two ways to understand this sentence. Dumbledore said with a serious expression:

"It could be 'one man dies because of Tom' or 'one man dies because Tom', if it's the former, it's too much, but if it's the latter, ......"

"You mean Harry's mother, Lily Potter?" Rove was surprised.

"Yes." Dumbledore said slowly, "Lily used an ancient magic that sacrificed herself, leaving a protective charm on Harry's body, and that magic bounced off Arvada's life and killed Tom. ”

"Tom said he died because of Harry, but he was actually killed by Lily."

"I remember Lily Potter's grave, which is in Godric's Hollow." Rove said.

"That's right." Dumbledore looked at the swirling smoke rising from the brazier, and said in a deep voice:

"I will immediately send the wizards to Godric's Hollow to protect their bones, and as for one out of love...... Tom doesn't love anyone. ”

"That's when others love him." Rove muttered.

Who else but Tom's mother would love him?

Most of the fanatical Death Eaters were revered and feared, except for Nagini, who had no love and had turned into a snake, in Newt's chest.

Wait a minute...... Rove snapped to Bellatrix Lestrange.

She seems to have a misshapen love for Voldemort, even though she is married.

But Bellatrix is still in Azkaban!

Rove rubbed his eyebrows, the existing information made it really difficult for him to lock down the suspect.

Seeing the young man's brows furrowed, Dumbledore reminded:

"Rove, don't take this prophecy too seriously, the prophecy is like a stupid mule with poor training, it looks like it works, but you can't fully trust it, it will drop the chain at the critical moment."

"What do you mean?" Rove wondered.

"From different perspectives, prophecies will have different interpretations, but only the day the truth comes out, can we know which interpretation is right." Dumbledore said warmly:

"Until then, all explanations are just guesses, and wrong guesses will lead you astray."

"Even if you care too much about the prophecy, chase the prophecy, and try to prevent it from happening, you may instead facilitate the prophecy from happening."

"We can take prophecy as a warning, but not as the whole story, you see?"

Rove hummed softly and said, "I see, Professor." ”

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Rove understood what Dumbledore meant, and sometimes he was too obsessed with prophecy rather than a good thing.

Just like Voldemort, who, after hearing Trelawney's prophecy, acted on it, and instead marked Harry, creating his most formidable enemy with his own hands.

If Voldemort hadn't heard the prophecy, or had ignored it, he wouldn't have been pushed back by his own Arvada.

Therefore, prophecy is a double-edged sword, which can be used as a precaution, but it cannot be used as a guide to action.

Rather than trying to unravel the three women in the prophecy, it is indeed more important to turn Voldemort into a light commander now.

Of course, Sirius is perfectly on this mission.

Although he didn't get the Dementors from Fudge, he did get a group of magical creatures from the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Animals, which were about to be put to death.

These magical creatures are extremely dangerous, ranging from rabies-infected mountain wolves, to hidden monsters that have killed more than a dozen wizards, to vampires who love to bite people everywhere......

Put them in the playing field, and whoever dies between the Death Eaters and these magical creatures is a real winner.

In the evening of the fifth day, Narcissa and her son Draco waited early on the periphery of the ring.

Narcissa also brought Lucius' favorite caviar, pulled pork sandwiches with honey, and a bottle of Penfolds Grange from 1982.

They both waited for a long time, and the sun was about to set, before Goyle and Crabbe limped out of the stretcher.

Draco saw Lucius at a glance, his face covered in blood, lying motionless on the stretcher, his eyes were teary, he threw himself on the stretcher, and howled:

"Dad, you died so miserably, when I grow up, I will definitely avenge you, you wait for me to ......"

Goyle and Crabbe were both badly injured, and now on the stretcher, there was another Draco, and the two of them couldn't hold it up, and as soon as they let go, the stretcher fell to the ground.

"Oops, my waist ...... It's broken! ”

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(End of chapter)