The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

Standing in front of Riddle's House, Link felt his body trembling slightly.

He couldn't tell if it was nervousness or excitement, but the only thing to be sure was that it was definitely not fear.

Link has made a lot of preparations for this adventure.

In addition to the hardware like the equipment on his body, he also estimated where Dumbledore might take him.

After excluding the impossible options like the Ravenclaw crown, the most likely ones are the Grotto, Gringotts and Riddle House.

The other two are fine.

The result of going is nothing more than returning with nothing, or returning with a full load.

But Riddle House was different.

Because in the original book, Riddle House has always been the hiding place for Voldemort and others during the Goblet of Fire.

In other words, when they came to Riddle House this time, they could not only harvest the Resurrection Stone, but could also directly bump into Voldemort who was still in an extremely weak state.

This is simply a great opportunity!

"Do you know where this place is?"

At this moment, Dumbledore's slightly ethereal voice suddenly sounded again.

Link frowned, squeezed the wand in his hand, still staring at the old villa vigilantly and said:

"Riddle House, you just said it."

"No no no, I mean, do you know where Riddle's House is?" Dumbledore shook his head, and said to himself without waiting for Link to answer, "This place should have been called Gaunt before. The old house is the last residence of the Gaunt family."

Dumbledore's pupils began to slowly dilate, as if recalling something, "The Gaunt family is the only remaining descendant of Salazar Slytherin. They are very proud of this. In order to continue this glory The purity of the bloodline, they chose inbreeding.

As a result of this, their descendants began to become more and more stupid, irritable and restless, and the powerful magical talents that should have been in their blood slowly disappeared. In the end, the Gaunt family fell into disrepair after generations of extravagant profligacy.

At present, the last remaining child of the Gaunt family is Tom Riddle, also known as Lord Voldemort.

Tom this child is the epitome of the glory of the Gaunt family for generations.

As a boy, he was humble and courteous, surprisingly gifted, and full of wisdom. However, his own birth was an accident, or rather, a scandal that was spurned by everyone in the Gaunt family.

Just like there have been countless vulgar love tragedies in the past, Tom's mother, the poor woman who was born in the Gaunt family, but lost her magical talent due to inbreeding, was loved by the Gaunt family as a maid. Got a muggle. Tom was the crystallization of her love after bewitching the Muggle man with a love potion.

How can a love that is only maintained with an infatuation agent last long?

The happy life of Tom's family is soon shattered when the love potion fails.

Outcast Tom was brought into Hogwarts by me, and I thought he would gradually be brought up to be a good boy. It's a pity that I underestimated the hatred and ambition in that child.

The child returned to Gaunt's old house as soon as he gained power, avenged his poor mother, killed his uncle and grandfather, and occupied the old house at the same time.

From what I know about him, if he really hid those Horcruxes, then this must be one of the places where the Horcruxes are hidden. "

Although Link already knew about this part of the plot, he still did not interrupt Dumbledore, but said rather dissatisfiedly after Dumbledore finished his speech:

"I don't think now is the time to tell me about the past. If this old house is as extraordinary as you think it is to Voldemort,

Then he is very likely to be hiding in this house now! "

"Don't worry, Link," Dumbledore raised his head slightly, as if letting the cold wind of the winter night caress his cheeks, and seemed to sense something, "I don't smell him, so he must Not here."

Hearing that Link's tense muscles relaxed a little, but a sense of disappointment rose in his heart.

He has no reason not to believe in the strongest white wizard today.

Since Dumbledore said that Voldemort wasn't here, this old house should be a short-lived one.

"But what you said makes sense. Time waits for no one. Let's start."

Dumbledore said again.

After saying that, his long stagnant legs finally moved.

Link quickly followed.

The two pushed open the rotten iron gate and walked towards the gloomy old house, which was completely shrouded in the hazy moonlight, stepping on the dead grass and gravel on the ground.

During this period, Link keenly noticed that there was a vague trail in the open space where they were walking now.

This made Link's heart tighten again.

Because this means that someone must have been in and out of this Riddle House frequently recently, and Link can't think of anyone other than Voldemort in this group.

Compared with Link, Dumbledore was much calmer. He walked with a relaxed expression on his face. Along the way, all the withered grass and gravel on the ground in front of him were constantly shattering, as if there was a powerful magic power. His path ahead is general.

It was not until the family crest of Riddle House had been removed, and the door that had become rotten was crushed into pieces by the magic power, and the magic power in front of Dumbledore gradually subsided, with a wider range of effects, but A more gentle way spreads out towards the old house.

At the same time, the entire structure of the large kitchen on the first floor of Riddle House was revealed to Link.

This is one of the worst rooms Link has ever seen, second only to the Screaming Shack before the rebuild - the difference between the two is mainly reflected in the fact that the Screaming Shack is littered with carcasses of various animals and feces, while the floor here is only a thick layer of dust, and a dense string of footprints and traces that resemble snakes crawling past.

The tables and chairs in the kitchen have all disappeared, only the kitchen counter against the wall is still piled up with a large number of plates and knives and forks, and there are even some dry black stains on it, like some food has rotted and dried in the air. same as there.

In addition to this, there was a strong musty smell in the air and a stench that Link couldn't even tell.

This forced Link, who was slightly obsessed with cleanliness, to put a blister spell on himself.

Dumbledore, on the other hand, looked directly into the large kitchen as if he didn't care about the smell and environment of the room.

When passing by Link, he smiled and shook his head at Link, as if mocking that Link couldn't even stand the smell.

Link didn't care about Dumbledore at all. The two ignored the other rooms on the first floor, and walked upstairs on the wooden stairs that were creaky and disrepaired for a long time, and even had a missing piece in some parts.

Standing on the landing, Link turned right and immediately found a room worth exploring in this Riddle House expedition.

This is not difficult to find at all, after all, the doors of other rooms are tightly sealed with wooden bars, and only the door of the room at the end of the corridor is open.

And on the dark and dusty floor of the corridor, there are a lot of footprints and snakes crawling all the way to the room.

By this time Dumbledore seemed to be wary too.

He pulled out his wand and approached the room carefully with Link.

So Link saw,

In this room, which should obviously be the master bedroom, there are many traces of people who have lived in other places that have never been there.

For example, the dust on the floor has already been swept away.

There was a lot of burnt ashes in the fireplace, and there was a lot of wood that had been cut down but had not yet had time to burn.

Judging from the remaining paint and coatings on the wood, the wood should have come from the missing furniture on the first floor.

Most importantly, in the very center of the room was an old-fashioned baby rocking chair, with thick bedding piled in it, and a dirty baby bottle with white juice residue inside.

"They must have lived here for a while." Dumbledore grabbed the bottle and shook it twice. "I smell his scent here, but it's very light."

Hearing that, Link's brows furrowed.

He never understood what Dumbledore meant by 'smell'.

Curiosity drove him to turn on his super-sensation spell with all his strength, and immediately, a large stream of magic power flashing with various strange colors filled his field of vision.

These magic power flows are far more active and stronger than the outside world, as if they were amplified by some means.

Most importantly, there is a black magic power that can make both of them feel uneasy.

A small part of them scattered scattered among the other magic currents in the room, while most of them gathered in the fireplace full of ashes, like a pitch-black python, entrenched in it.

As Link watched, the disturbing pitch-black python seemed to sense something, raised its head and spat out a snake letter at Link, and then opened its bloody mouth.

Immediately afterwards, as if receiving some kind of call, the black magic power scattered in the magic power flow all over the room began to tremble according to a certain law.

Then the ordinary magic power flow began to assimilate under the traction of black magic power.

When most of the magic flow in the entire room began to vibrate together, a faint hum broke out in the air.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, I feel something is not quite right."

Link said to Dumbledore with an ugly expression.

He has never seen such a magical change that occupies such a large area, but this does not prevent him from perceiving the corresponding danger.

For now, every cold hair on his body was standing up, howling to get him out of the room quickly.

But Dumbledore was still very calm. He pressed a big hand on Link's shoulder and said:

"Don't worry, I'll be fine with me."

With that, he stretched out his wand and tapped it in the void.

Link's eyes widened instantly.

Because in his magical power perception field of vision, he could clearly see that the point of Dumbledore's wand just hit a black magic power in mid-air.

With his action, the tremor in the room, which was not too big, suddenly increased, and then broke through the critical value of qualitative change.

"Boom!~"

The inhuman roar came from the fireplace with the light of the fire. Link snapped the button and saw that a large stream of dark red flames had already rushed out of the fireplace, like a large catkin that was ignited in late spring and quickly spread throughout the room. Come on.

Link's response was quick.

Before the flames with strong resentment and ominous aura fell on him, they quickly controlled the power of the curse to form a circular protective shield that enveloped both him and Dumbledore.

But Dumbledore was faster and more thorough than him.

I saw a sharp wave of his wand in his hand.

A large cloud of umbrella-shaped light mist spewed out from the tip of his staff, directly suppressing the spread of the fire, and pressing all the flames back into the fireplace.

"The Fierce Fire Spell is still a trap-triggered type."

Dumbledore still seemed very relaxed, he even had time to explain the spell in front of Link, "I think you have seen the detailed arrangement method through the super-sensation spell before, this is a very clever and creative magic spell. Incantation, maybe you can learn from it later.

This should be a parting gift from Tom. He wants to use this fiery fire spell to destroy the traces of their activities in this old house, and maybe get rid of intruders like you along the way.

But what he didn't count is that this time it was me who came out in person! "

After Dumbledore said that, the wand slammed forward!

In an instant, the white light was prosperous, and the dazzling light curtain crushed all the flames, and finally the flame python curled up in the fireplace screaming and screaming was also crushed into nothingness.

"OK! It's done!"

After doing all this, Dumbledore turned around and gave Link a bright smile and said.

Seeing this, Link could only reluctantly smiled and nodded, while Arkham, who had been peeping from his neckline, crawled back as if escaping.

The scene just now brought back some bad memories.

"Is this the power of the curse you currently have?" Dumbledore found the protective shield Link had placed in front of them again, and tapped his wand curiously, "The skills used are also excellent, the only one It's a shame that the intensity is not enough. Maybe you should find a way to increase it."

Hearing that, Link's face was a little dark.

How can the strength of magic be increased so easily, Dumbledore is in pure Versailles this time.

Link didn't want to discuss with him the ability that he got through the system, so he directly removed the protective cover and said:

"Let's get out of this house, the Horcrux is definitely not here."

"Oh?" Dumbledore seemed to have heard something interesting. "How did you know that?"

Link knew that this was Dumbledore deliberately testing himself.

He rolled his eyes and said:

"Don't say you didn't see it! Lihuo can destroy Horcruxes. If the Horcrux is really hidden in this old house, how could Voldemort set up Lihuo traps here?"

"Bingo! The answer is correct!" Dumbledore looked extremely happy, and pouted in a certain direction as he spoke, "The Horcrux is indeed not hidden in the old house, but behind."

"Behind?"

Link repeated his words, and looked in the direction of Dumbledore's mouth.

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