The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 235 Gaunt's Old House
Du Wei got up from the ground.

Dumbledore laughed "Ho Ho Ho Ho" from behind, looking very happy, but Du Wei didn't care. He got up from the ground and looked in front of him.

It is an old house, and the decoration inside is also very warm.

His face is fine.

That is, the floor was plowed and a deep furrow appeared.

Standing to the side, the old wizard put down the wine glass in his hand, got up and cast the spell "restore to original".

Fragments of the floor and coffee table were flying, and then, these fragments were reassembled, and the whole room was harmonious again.

Dumbledore also emerged from the fireplace.

He coughed twice.

"This floo powder has been useless for some years, it seems that there is indeed something wrong."

He said to himself, after brushing his clothes, his clothes were immediately clean.

When he came to the old wizard with a long beard on the opposite side, Dumbledore asked affectionately: "It's a pleasure to see you, especially to see that you are not dead, it is a surprise. You haven't been with me for a while. I wrote a letter."

Dumbledore was not being provocative.

He told the truth and knew that the other party would not be angry.

Because that's how they usually talk.

"Of course, I live a good life, and I will definitely live longer than you!
Don't forget, Albus, if you die first, I'll share some of your books. Have you made your magical will, Albus?
I can't wait any longer. "

The old wizard said tit for tat.

It was obvious that he coveted Albus Dumbledore's collection.

After all, it is the collection of books of a great wizard.

Books equal knowledge, knowledge equals power, and power equals power!
The old wizard doesn't like power very much, he just likes knowledge. After speaking, he also smiled, "bang", waved his wand, pulled out the wine cork, and poured wine for Du Wei, Albus and himself. a glass of wine.

There are no house elves in his family, and everything is done by himself.

Hearing this, Albus Dumbledore also smiled and said: "Don't forget, if you die before me, then all your books will also be mine. I am more than 200 years younger than you. I think you You should worry about yourself first, Sangwi."

The two old wizards joked about their life spans, very open-minded.

The old wizard opposite was not angry at all, he was also smiling, and vowed that he would never die before him.

Because he is always smiling, he has a kind face and looks very amiable.

He is a potions master and is over 400 years old.

In the wizarding world, every wizard has his own unique way of continuing his life.

"how are things?"

After the two old wizards finished teasing each other, the old wizard Sengwi looked at Duvi Jones, handed him a glass of wine and said, "Gin, you should like it, young man."

"Thank you."

Du Wei said politely, and Dumbledore also picked up the wine, touched his old friend, took a sip and said, "Have you been doing well recently?
No surprises?
This is really the best news I've heard recently, Sengwi, well, we should go, and catch up next time.

Last but not least, it's really nice to meet you. "

Du Wei took a sip and felt good, so he took another glass for himself.

Seeing this scene, Sengwei smiled triumphantly.

"You liked my wine very much, didn't you?"

He said to Duvi Jones, and winked and winked at Dumbledore mischievously.

Du Wei shook his head and said, "No, generally, I just heard that Dumbledore is dead, and you can get his library.

I feel like I'm doing you a favour.

I was taking him to his death after all.

So I plan to get a little reward in advance, which is not too bad. "

Du Wei said seriously, and Sengwei took a look at Du Wei's face and knew that he was not lying.

He looked at Dumbledore, gloating: "Aha, this is also the best news I've heard recently, young man, I wish you success!"

He raised his glass to Du Wei, gestured to him from a distance, and drank it down.

"Mr. Dewey Jones did not lie. He said he would take me to my death."

Dumbledore shrugged his shoulders and said: "That's the way it is, but I think I will definitely come back alive, what do you think? Old Sengwi?"

The old wizard Sengwi has never heard of Duvi Jones' name, it's normal, an old wizard like him doesn't like to change himself, he has his own way of entertainment, not reading newspapers.

"In that case," said Sengwi, "did I just drink another glass for nothing? But it doesn't matter, my wine tastes good."

He visibly cheered up.

"Or you'll keep your book for me now, you're always going to die."

Old Sengway tried in vain to convince Dumbledore.

Dumbledore looked at Sengway and said, "I will definitely outlive you!"

He swears, and laughs.

Sengway laughed too, threw a whole bottle of gin at Duvi Jones and said, "Come on, young man, try to kill the old man for real.

This old guy is so annoying.

I still miss his book. "

Dumbledore smiled and left with Du Wei. Du Wei was holding the wine bottle, and when he walked out the door, he had a very seductive posture-his feet clearly walked out of the door, but his body still came back, facing The old wizard Sengwi promised, "I will try, sir, and thank you for the wine."

Raise the bottle, thank you again, and leave.

The two came to the front of Gaunt's old house.

There was no one in Gaunt's old house.

There are weeds and poisonous snakes at the door.

Dumbledore tapped lightly, and the poisonous snakes all left.

Before Du Wei left, he took away the glasses of two old wizards. He poured two glasses of wine, handed one to Dumbledore and said, "Can you smell the traces of magic in it, Professor?"

Dumbledore opened the door, and the filthy wind blew out, mixed with a kind of protein decay, and the smell of dust left over from the long-term lack of ventilation.

very disgusting.

Dumbledore used magic to dispel these smells and said: "I'm afraid not, Du Wei," he called Du Wei's name very kindly and said, "I'm afraid I can't smell the smell, Du Wei, I'm old.

So I decided to go in and see for myself, are you planning to go in and see for yourself?

along with me? "

Dumbledore asked.

Du Wei made a gesture of "please first", and at the same time, he stuffed another glass of wine down his throat.

All in one drink.

The ravings in his ear were intensifying. Du Wei suspected at first, but now he is sure that he was really cursed by Voldemort.

This bald man curse really has some meaning.

Like prophecy, it's all real magic.

This is what magic should do.

He poured a glass of gin into his stomach again.

He followed Dumbledore into the place in front of him.

The ravings were bewitching, and Du Wei's eyes glanced at Dumbledore's back casually.

'I don't need you to teach me what to do, Tom, I pity little Tom, you don't even know what you're going to do.

You dare not even face Dumbledore yourself, so why do you instigate others to deal with your inner demons? '

Du Wei said to himself, and soon, another Du Wei jumped out to refute Du Wei.

Du Wei ignored him.

"Noisy guy."

Rebuttal, stupid behavior.

In his head, naturally, there were two other people teaching the voice to be human.

Gaunt's old house is very dilapidated.

The only heir to Gaunt's old house should now be Voldemort, that is, Tom Riddle.

He could also be called Tom Gaunt if he chose to take his mother's surname, and he was also the only heir of the Gaunt family, and he had the legal right of heir to the house.

Because of disrepair, there is a big difference between Gaunt's old house and Black's old house destroyed by Tom. In Gaunt's old house, there are no traces left by magic. Instead, the ground is full of many stains. Like dried blood, like rotten fruit.

Full of unknowns.

Du Wei stood here with a smile on his face.

He shouted loudly to himself: "Hello, Riddle, can you see it? We have come to the place where you hide your next Horcrux, in your hometown, Riddle.

Do you need to come to me?
If you don't come to me, we'll take your ring away!

Baby, your Horcruxes are almost collected by us, you are dying, Riddle. "

Du Wei downed the remaining half bottle of wine down his throat.

The raving in his ears became more serious, and even some hallucinations appeared in front of his eyes, and his head was also in severe pain.

"Are you okay, Du Wei?"

Dumbledore asked, turning his head.

"I'm fine, I've probably never been better."

He said, Dumbledore sighed, he turned his head again, looked carefully at the house in front of him, and said softly, "It's as bright as day!"

This is a spell that Du Wei has never heard of, but under this spell, the whole old house begins to glow, and even the dust becomes a light source.

The effect is like a shadowless lamp.

Dumbledore carefully observed the magic left here, nodded and said: "The magic is not difficult, it is some small tricks I taught in class.

Ancient wizards often used this kind of magic to hide treasure, and it is nothing new.

Not innovative, but very skillful to use. "

The more he saw, the more disappointed Dumbledore was. His disciple, these years, had been focusing on black magic.

For the rest of his magic, he made no progress at all.

For other students, it is already a great thing to be able to practice the magic taught by him proficiently, but on Voldemort's side, although Dumbledore did not say so to outsiders, he did. I had hoped that my student would be stronger than me.

Unfortunately, Tom didn't make it!
(End of this chapter)