"I see it, I see it!" said Ogden hurriedly.

"Slytherin's!" Gaunt cried, "Salazar Slytherin's! we are his last living heirs, what do you have to say about that, huh?"

"Attention this necklace, everyone!" Dumbledore suddenly reminded loudly, "This could be another Horcrux!"

The three of them quickly turned their heads to look, only Lockhart had already seen the real thing, and he had been waiting for a reasonable time to take it out

"Mr. Gaunt, your daughter!" Ogden said alarmedly, but Gaunt had already let Merope go. She stumbled away from him and returned to the corner where she had been, rubbing her neck and panting hard.

"How's that!" said Gaunt, smugly, as if he had just made a complicated issue clear, and there would be no more controversy, "so don't talk to us in that tone, don't treat us like mud on the soles of your shoes! We've been pure-bloods and wizards for generations—I'm sure you don't have that to show off!"

"It's inexplicable, isn't it great that our ancestors have been pure-blood wizards for generations?" Tonks said dissatisfied.

"There is no wizard in the world who can guarantee that his ancestors will be wizards for generations......," Dumbledore said, "The first wizards who appeared in the human race, because the number was too small and scattered, they could only choose to marry ordinary people, and now as long as the parents plus the parents of the parents are wizards, they can be called pure-blood wizards." ”

"There are always some romantic love stories with Muggles~" Lockhart also remembered his father, why did his mother like him, his possessions, or temperament, or ......

Gaunt spat at Ogden's feet, and Morfin burst into laughter again. Merope curled up by the window, her head hanging and silent, her straight hair covering her face.

"Mr. Gaunt," said Ogden stubbornly, "I am afraid that neither you nor my ancestors have anything to do with the matter at hand. I'm here for Morfin, and the Muggle he provoked late last night. We've got information," he said, looking down at the parchment, "that Morfin had cast a curse or a spell on that Muggle that caused him to develop hives all over his body. ”

Muffin chuckled.

"%......&#!" Gaunt shouted in a parseltongue, and Morfin immediately fell silent.

"And even if he did, so what?" said Gaunt defiantly to Ogden, "I suppose you must have wiped that Muggle's dirty face clean and his memory—"

"That's not the problem, is it, Mr. Gaunt?" said Ogden, "it's an unprovoked attack on an unsuspected—"

"Ha, as soon as I saw you just now, I knew you were a Muggle person. Gaunt sneered, spitting on the ground again.

"Nothing will come of this kind of talk. "Judging by your son's attitude, it is clear that he has no remorse for what he has done. He glanced at the parchment again. "Morfin will be tried on September 14 to answer the charge that he used magic in front of a Muggle and caused harm and suffering to that Muggle—"

Ogden stopped suddenly. The sound of Tintin bells, the crisp sound of horses' hooves, and loud laughter drifted in from outside the open window. Obviously, the trail leading to the village was very close to the grove where the house was located. Gaunt froze, his eyes widened as he listened, Morfin's mouth hissed, he turned his eyes to look at where the voice had come from, a greedy expression, and Merope looked up. Harry saw that her face was frighteningly pale.

"Oh my God, what a sight to behold!" said a girl's crisp voice through the open window, and they could hear it clearly, as if she were standing in the room, standing beside them, "Tom, can't your father tear down that little broken shed?"

"That's not ours. "Everything on the other side of the valley belongs to our family, but the little cabin belongs to an old homeless man named Gaunt and his children. That son is crazy, you ought to hear what the people of the village have to say about him-"

The girl laughed, and the bells and horses' hooves grew louder and louder. Morfin tried to jump out of the armchair, but his father warned him in a parseltongue not to move.

"Tom," the girl's voice rang out again, and now it was nearer, and apparently they were next to the house, "I can't be mistaken—did someone nail a snake to that door?"

"Yes, you read that right!," said the man's voice, "it must have been that son who did it, and I told you he wasn't in his right mind." Don't look at it, Cecilia, dear. ”

The sound of Tintin's bells and horses' hooves faded away again.

"'Honey,'" said Morfin, looking at his sister, "he calls her 'darling,' and it looks like he won't want you." ”

Merope's face turned pale, and Dumbledore duly added, "Voldemort's father just passed by the door. ”

"What's the matter?" asked Gaunt, looking at his son and then at his daughter, "what did you say, Moffin?"

"She likes to look at that Muggle," Morfin said, staring at his sister with a vicious expression on her face, and Merope looking terrified, "Every time that Muggle passed by, she watched him through the fence in the garden, didn't she? Last night—"

Merope shook her head pleadingly, but Morfin said mercilessly, "She's wandering outside the window, waiting to see that Muggle ride home, isn't she?"

"Wandering outside the window, waiting to see a Muggle?" asked Gaunt in a whisper.

The three members of the Gaunt family seem to have forgotten about Ogden's existence. Ogden was bewildered and annoyed by the new round of bickering.

"Is this true?" asked Gaunt in a somber voice, taking a step or two closer to the terrified girl, "My daughter—a descendant of Salazar Slytherin's purebloods—is pursuing a filthy, Muggle?"

Merope shook her head frantically, desperately huddled in the corner, apparently unable to utter a word.

"But I taught that fellow, Daddy!" said Moffin with a grunch, "I lectured him when he walked by, and he was covered in hives and didn't look so pretty, didn't he, Merope?"

"You abominable little squib, you filthy little scum!" Gaunt roared, losing control and holding his daughter's throat with both hands.

"No!" Tonks and Ogden shouted at the same time. Ogden raised his wand and shouted, "Loose and strong!" Gaunt was knocked backwards, leaving his daughter behind. He tripped over a chair and fell to the ground on his back. With a roar of rage, Morfin leapt from his chair and lunged towards Ogden, wielding the bloody knife and firing a jumble of curses from his wand.

Ogden fled. Dumbledore motioned for them to follow, Meloppe's screams still ringing in his ears.

Ogden covered his head with his arm, rushed onto the dirt road, and then turned quickly onto the main road, crashing into the shiny red horse. On horseback was a very handsome young man with black hair, and he and the beautiful girl on a gray horse beside him were amused by the sight of Ogden. Ogden bounced off the red horse, and immediately ran and ran down the path, his head to toe covered in dust, his gown coat fluttering behind him.

"That's all for the memory. Dumbledore said.

In the blink of an eye, the few of them were flying weightlessly higher and higher in the darkness, and finally landed firmly back in Dumbledore's office, and it was already night outside the window.

"How's that girl in the cabin?" Tonks asked immediately, and Dumbledore flicked his wand and lit a few more lights, "Mother of the Mystery Man?"

"Oh, she survived, or Voldemort wouldn't have existed. Dumbledore said as he sat down behind the table again, and motioned for them to sit down as well, "Ogden Apparition moved to the Ministry, and returned fifteen minutes later with a few Aurors. Morfin and his father resisted, but both were subdued and escorted out of the cabin, where they were later convicted by the Wizengamot. Morfin already had a history of attacking Muggles and was sentenced to three years in Azkaban. In addition to injuring Ogden, Marvolo also harmed several other officials of the Ministry of Magic and was sentenced to six months in prison. ”

"This memory is truly magical, Mr. Headmaster...... "Lupin exclaimed, "and the few relatives of the mysterious man have appeared." ”

"The mysterious man's mother is so pathetic......" Tonks had tears in his eyes, and his hair had regained its original color, apparently not very good, "in a family like that." ”

"When she was subjected to her father's oppressive reign of terror, her magical powers could not even be fully exercised. Once both Marvolo and Morfin were imprisoned in Azkaban, when she was alone for the first time and could do whatever she wanted, I guess that's when she plotted to escape the misery of her eighteen years. ”

"And then the Muggle man?also Tom?" Blake said disdainfully, although he rebelled against the Death Eaters, he couldn't accept a wizard marrying a Muggle, he felt that it was a great deal of tolerance for him to be able to accept a hemp wizard.

"Can you imagine what Merope would do to make Tom Riddle forget about his Muggle couple and fall in love with her?"

"Imperius?" Tonks said, "an aphrodisiac?"

"I'll choose an aphrodisiac, it's more reliable. Lockhart interjected, "Of course I haven't used it myself. ”

"Well, I'm personally inclined to her to use an aphrodisiac. I'm sure she'll find it more romantic, and it's not too difficult to do. One hot day, Riddle came riding alone, and Merope persuaded him to drink a glass of water. In short, a few months after the scene we just witnessed, a startling scandal erupted in the village of Little Hangleton. You can imagine what people would have said when they heard that the squire's son had eloped with the homeless man's daughter, Merope. ”

"Why are they so poor, and they can't do anything like that, right?" asked Lupin.

"Laziness and inflexibility, I can only explain that 90 percent of the world's poverty is caused by this," said Dumbledore, "and 10 percent is cursed, in layman's terms, bad luck." ”