"Oh! What is it! ”

Christmas is coming to an end, but this morning in Hogwarts Hall, a couple of owls arrived carrying two long packages.

"A late gift?"

The two gifts were wrapped in Christmas-exclusive decorations, and after the owl dropped the gifts, everyone found out that they were for two people.

"Potter?" Draco stood beside Brie, looking at Harry's same package as Brie in the distance, his face was a little ugly, a late gift was already upset, let alone a gift like Potter.

"This thing should just be thrown away, Brie."

Draco was quick to give his advice, but Ron, who was following Harry next to him, was already screaming.

"Oh, it's a firebolt, the newest broomstick!"

"Wow, show me!" The Wesley twins immediately rubbed on it, ready to pick up the broomstick, but someone was quicker than them.

"Professor McGonagall?"

Professor McGonagall snatched the firebolt from Ron's hand, and she looked at the broom worriedly, as if scrutinizing it.

"I'm sorry, Potter." She looked at it carefully, and continued with a tighter brow.

"I have to take it, take it and check it, make sure it's safe, someone in Hogsmeade saw a strange person walking into the broom shop the other day, we have to be cautious."

"But...... "This is a fire bolt!"

Harry dared not speak in anger, and could only watch as Professor McGonagall took the broom.

"Professor, the second round of Quidditch is about to begin, and I think we need this broomstick!" Fred and George looked at each other and said in unison, "Of course, we would have won without a broom." ”

Professor McGonagall frowned and nodded.

"I'll check as soon as possible, it's doubtful who would give such a valuable gift to a child."

"Wait, Professor, you should probably take the broom from Ode's hand as well, they all appeared together."

Brie was holding the greeting card on the broom, the crooked font on it was very glaring, but the sincere words showed the careful preparation of his owner.

Maybe Brie knew who sent it, but he didn't expect to have one of his own.

"Professor, if you're going to take it, mark which one is mine."

Brie handed the broom to Professor McGonagall.

"I will, Brie."

Professor McGonagall smiled and walked upstairs with two broomsticks.

Seeing the broom leave him, Harry was a little worried, but it had nothing to do with Brie, he was more concerned about Tom coming to Hogwarts to take him to Gaunt's house for a while, and it was done on the last day of the Christmas break, otherwise Professor McGonagall would not give him a fake note.

Brie said to Draco, "I've got something to go out, be careful at Hogwarts, I always feel that this year's Christmas is too quiet, whether it's Blake or Werewolf before, it's like it didn't show up now." ”

Draco listened, and pouted.

"I see, but you promised me when I would be able to make a card specifically for me, but I heard that your Ode family is preparing for a competition, and I don't want to run out of good cards during the competition."

Competition, there is new news these days, since Tom opened a branch of Fantasy Games abroad, he has begun to lay out the things of the competition.

The competition is composed of two parts, one is the intramural competition, which selects outstanding members of the fantasy game from multiple schools in the form of promotion, and then holds the finals during the holidays.

The other part is the players from outside the school, who also use the method of selection, and finally play the finals during the holidays.

Of course, the on-campus and off-campus players are temporarily separated from each other in the finals to ensure that they do not interfere with each other, after all, the little wizard still focuses on learning.

Because of the news of this game, those entertaining newspapers have reported it like crazy, and it can be said that in the British wizarding world, this matter has become omnipresent.

Many wizards who love fantasy games are preparing to participate in the competition.

"I'll prepare it for you, but it will take a while, and I have important things to do in the near future."

"Oh, of course, important things, then you go quickly."

Draco waved his hand and prepared to go back to the Slytherin Lounge, where he had to study the game.

Brie nodded, and stepped out of Hogwarts Castle, where he needed to meet Tom by train to Hogsmeade Village, according to Professor McGonagall's departure process.

The rumbling train soon arrived in Hogsmeade, and Tom was already waiting for Brie on the platform.

"Let's go, apparition."

Brie didn't want to go to Gaunt's house any other way, it wouldn't have been a better experience.

Tom nodded, and he took Brie's hand and said, "Even if I only have memories of my school days, I'm sure I'll do some magic at the Gaunt house in the future." ”

Then, the surrounding image distorted, and a wave of teleportation magic fluctuated around Brie's side, and soon after a slight dizziness, Brie and Tom were outside the old Gaunt mansion.

When Brie saw it, he found only a ruined deep realm, and a dilapidated old mansion stood among the weeds.

"It's like a haunted house." Brie gave her own assessment, and Tom on the side frowned and nodded knowingly.

"Since those men died, there has been no such thing as a Slytherin family in England."

Although Tom has always said that he is a descendant of Slytherin, he will never admit to being from this family, and in his opinion, this family is the source of his life's suffering, even if he is noble, but this does not make Tom feel honored.

"I've heard that many years ago, many wizarding families migrated out of England and moved to live in the United States." Brie asked, and Tom shook his head.

"I don't know, maybe there are still Slytherin descendants in the United States, but they have given up the glory of belonging to Slytherin when they leave England, and they have no influence here."

With that, Tom had raised his wand and used his magic to clear the way ahead, knocking back some of the weeds and dead branches that stood in their way, and opening a path.

Seeing that Tom was not very interested in the topic, Brie said, "I told you before that Dumbledore seems to be looking for the Philosopher's Stone, for his sister. ”

Arianna, who died at the age of fourteen, was forcibly left with a soul on her deathbed, and was later made into a portrait to survive, and Brie also found something special in Arianna's soul, such as irascible magic, of course, Brie, who did not know about it, did not think about it.

"Grumpy magic," Tom said with a pause in thought, "perhaps you can study the record of Obscurity, a disease that gradually breaks away from wizards, and will drive wizards mad, and many wizards have become evil monsters in the eyes of Muggles before the last century." ”

"Silent, so that's the case, but Arianna's state is not enough to be silent, she should have been killed."

"It's up to you to find out." Tom smiled, because of the game recently, he has been busy between several countries, although he is very interested in what Brie said, but he is also weak, at this time he saw his shortcomings, in the face of such a vast situation, he seems to be a little petty, will always be confined to a small place.

"By the way, thank you for the ones you sent me... Books in the Muggle world, very helpful in my life now. ”

At Christmas, Brie gave Tom what he was missing the most, and Tom was still scornful of Muggles, but after reading the books that recorded Muggle governance, war, and business, Tom's horizons were greatly expanded.

"If you like it." Brie said casually, and then thought about the resurrection stone, and they walked to the door of the old Gaunt house.

"Let me come."

Tom pulled Brie open, then pushed open the door with his wand, and with a muffled sound of opening, the Gaunt family home ushered in the long-lost sunlight.

"Ahem."

Tom covered Brie's mouth and nose to prevent the dust from choking him, then frowned, "I guess there's a trap here." ”

There was a strong aura of dark magic, and it was familiar to Tom, as was Brie, exactly the same as Voldemort's magic.

"I don't think you would expose your existence so easily, unless it's a ploy that the other party will definitely step into."

Hearing Brie say this, Tom narrowed his eyes and dragged Brie into the hall.

The dilapidated hall is full of dust left by the years, and some of the furniture has been corroded and broken, but because of the presence of magic, it has not been invaded by snakes, insects, rats and ants from the outside world.

"Bang!" A bench collapses under the watchful eyes of Brie and Tom because of the wind blowing in outside.

"Time is also a kind of magic, and the magic of wizards is hard to resist." Tom waved his wand away the rotten things, making way for them to the second floor.

"That ominous magic is on the second floor, and all I can say is that I'm missing the most important thing after that."

Tom is talking about Voldemort, an arrogant and arrogant guy who, after Tom learns about Voldemort's life, knows very well that he has fallen into a strange circle of being flattered, thinking that the world should be driven by him.

"If you lose your awe, you're doomed to failure."

Tom said indignantly, even though he didn't think he was Voldemort, he had to admit that the identity was related to him.

Walking up to the second floor, there are very few things here, and the most surprising thing is that a very ordinary ring is randomly discarded in the most conspicuous place on the second floor.

"This is the Gaunt ring?"

"Resurrection Stone?"

Brie looked at the ring, how he felt so similar to the one he had made for Draco and had been given to him by Draco.

Seeing Brie's eyes, Tom nodded and said, "You may have seen that in the heyday of the Gaunt family, their heirloom ring has always been a symbol, and many ancient families will make jewelry in the shape of gemstones, of course, not that no one has associated this ring with the resurrection stone, but no one will believe that the Gaunt family with the resurrection stone will go into decline." ”

"Oh, stupid wizards, do they believe that the Resurrection Stone must be real?"

Looking at the black gem set in the silver ring, which was covered in dust as if it had fallen into mortal dust, Tom couldn't help but sneer.

Brie glanced at it, thinking to himself that Tom was probably praising Voldemort's disposition of the Gaunts, which was a strange aesthetic.

Thinking so, Brie sensed the dark magic here, but to his surprise, all the magic here pointed to the ring.

"The Gaunt family's old mansion already has protective magic, but because I came, I didn't open it, and this ring has its own black magic." Tom stepped forward, slowly lowered his body, and picked up the resurrection stone ring.

He looked at the ring on his hand and said slowly: "The more powerful the magic, the more specific rituals are needed, and the magic on this ring requires you to bring it." ”

As if to deny Tom's words, a black light suddenly poured out of the ring, enveloping Brie and him in it, the ring, the hallucinations around him changed, Tom suddenly stared ahead, as if he saw something unacceptable, and the ring on his hand continued to release this black light, a powerful bewitching force constantly made him wear the ring.

Brie's eyes appeared in front of the director of the welfare home, Betty!

Betty's death recurs before his eyes once more, and the ring on Tom's hand keeps seducing him, telling him that by wearing the ring, Betty will come back to life......

"Smack!"

A spell struck Tom's wrist lightly, and then a gust of wind blew, and the ring was taken into Brie's hand.

Tom looked back and stared at Brie with red eyes, who was already a different kind of person in his eyes, a guy who was fighting with him for the Resurrection Stone.

"I didn't expect you to have someone to worry about, Tom."

Brie used the house-elf's forbidden contract to control the enraged Tom, then looked at Betty in front of him and sighed.

"Betty's death is not something that makes me sad, she has lived for a long time, her loss is not painful, her life is beautiful, and this is not my regret."

Brie waved her hand, and Betty shattered like a bubble, and the illusion in front of Tom's eyes gradually dissipated, and Tom saw Brie clearly.

"Ahem, I held it with my own hands, I didn't expect this to be a Horcrux as well."

Trap, a ring with two traps.

"What happens when you put him on?" Brie looked at the ring and wanted to learn more.

Tom hurried to stop him.

"It's a curse, whoever wears it will be cursed by death, it's the power of the veil, no one can resist."

"Veil?"

Tom nodded, and he said, "It seems that you haven't read the books in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, otherwise you would have seen the record of the Veil, but I didn't elaborate too much on this, just that the Veil is the final death of this world, like a curse, and no one can resist it." ”

Taking the ring from Brie's hand, Tom continued, "I thought about using this power at the beginning, and it seems that my later life has done it. ”

After Tom's explanation, Brie nodded in understanding, and suddenly he thought again, "Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's curse too?" ”

Tom recalled the information he had gathered, then nodded uncertainly.

"I need to see it for myself, but there is a high probability that the death brought by the curtain is immediate, but there is no guarantee that this power will have such a strong immediacy after leaving the veil."

"This ring... You collect it carefully, I have a suspicion, this may be prepared for Dumbledore, I think with Voldemort's ability, it is impossible for him not to know about his chosen enemy, Dumbledore's search for the resurrection stone, he must know, and set this trap here. ”

Tom was probably the one who knew Voldemort best, and after a vision, he could see it even more clearly.

"A ring can only cast a curse once, and such a powerful curse, I think, except for Dumbledore, would be a waste and a mockery to Voldemort to use on anyone else."

Tom handed the ring to Brie again.

"The power of the illusion is brought by the Horcrux, the soul of Voldemort in this ring is alive, and he has the greatest hatred for Dumbledore, but the first time he failed, I think it will take a long time for him to accumulate such a powerful illusion power again."

Brie took the ring, thinking that in his prophecy, seeing Dumbledore wearing the ring and his wrist blackened, the feeling of death lingered for a long time, and the source of this prophecy had been found by him.

Maybe......

Rubbing the ring, Brie wondered if he had rewritten the future.

"By the way, Tom, what you just saw made you almost lose control."

An emotion that can affect the contract of a servant like a house elf, Brie is very curious, and sure enough, feelings are always something that cannot be controlled......

"Well, it doesn't have to be said, Brie." Tom smiled, not ready to return to Brie's question, and in this regard, Brie would not force him to restrict this freedom.