Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Chapter 335 Key Memory ([-])
The Morfin in front of him was completely different from the last time Harry saw him in his memory. If he hadn't said the name himself, Harry would never have guessed that this down-and-out man would be Morfin.

"Marvolo's son?" asked the young Voldemort, raising his eyebrows.

"Of course it is." Morfin reached out and brushed up the hair in front of his eyes, trying to see Voldemort more clearly.

On his hand, the black gemstone ring is very conspicuous.

"I thought you were that Muggle, and you're so like it."

"Which Muggle?"

"The one my sister likes lives in the big house across the way. You look very much like him when he was young..." Morfin shook, holding the table with his hand to get better.

His long and decadent life has made his body very bad, and he did get up faster just now.

"He's back, do you know..." Morfin lowered his head, his voice was erratic and deep, but before Voldemort could speak, Morfin waved his wand and knife like crazy, and shouted, "He abandoned my sister! My sister deserves it, married to a trash!"

"She robbed us, too, before she ran away! Slytherin's locket! Locket!"

"Losing our face! Losing the Gaunt family's face!"

Morfin cursed angrily, this memory also came to an abrupt end here, and the surrounding suddenly turned into darkness.Harry was about to be questioned when Dumbledore dragged him out of the memory.

"What about the ones in the back?" Morfin asked slowly as soon as he returned to the office.

"Harry agrees to recall the previous events." Master Marvolo pulled the memory out of the Pensieve and put it back out of the bottle, "Excuse me, you can't talk about the previous events..."

"I woke up on the seventh day lying on the ground alone, without G'horn's ring."

"At the same time, a murder occurred in the small house opposite us, not the residence of Old Tom Dumblely. Old Tom's family was killed. My parents and I..."

"Whether the Muggle case has been closed so far, we know how the Dumbledore family died. It's very unusual, people who are killed by the death curse will not leave traces... But, the Ministry of Magic knows that is The wizard did it, and immediately found Qian Ce, who was the least suspicious."

"Harry confessed before we met Harry, no Veritaserum Potion or Legilimency was needed. I gave few details that only the murderer would know, and with the confirmation of the flashback spell, I His wand was the murder weapon that killed the Dumbledores... So, the case was closed and Harry was taken to Chancery Class, where he lived for the rest of his life."

"Is it Qian Celiang who used my wand to kill?" Mofen asked.

"Wrong." Young Master Qian Celiang nodded, "Although there is no direct evidence to prove that point, some evidence is actually needed."

"Azka knocked Harry unconscious, took away my wand and Qian Celiang's ring, went to kill this Muggle who abandoned my mother, and wiped out the entire Qian Celiang family. After I finish all that, I will return." When I got to the Gaunts, I transplanted a false memory into Harry with a simple spell, and returned my wand."

"Could someone go to investigate carelessly? These guys from the Ministry of Magic?" Morfin said with a frown, as if he was sympathizing with Harry.

"Unfortunately, there is no." Marvolo shook his head, "Harry has no criminal records, and it is taboo to confess to the 'crime'. And it must be denied that the magic Azka cast was It’s very ingenious, and a very small number of people can’t see through it.”

"Come here, when you were exploring Azka's past, you visited me a few weeks after Qian Ce's death. It's hard for you to get such a memory, and you wanted to get me out of it before you read it." Delban was rescued, but..."

"Just what, sir?"

"It's just that you were a step late. Before the Ministry of Magic made a decision, I passed away, and my bones were buried next to the prison, just like other prisoners who died in Riddlebank."

"Oh, it's really something the Ministry of Magic can do." Morfin laughed hotly, his tone full of sarcasm.That's not my impression of the Ministry of Magic, and it doesn't seem to have changed at all in decades.

There is talk about who is sitting under the minister's seat.

Marvolo didn't comment on this, but just opened another bottle, and put the memory outside into the Pensieve.That process was as smooth as it was afterwards, and that memory didn't dissolve a bit, like spoiled milk.

"Do you remember what you said at the end? That is the most important memory..." Marvolo said, reaching out to hold Morfin's hand, and the two of them dipped their faces outside the Pensieve for just a moment , we fell behind one person.

That time, Morfin recognized the man's identity at a glance, it was Professor Slaqian Celiang who was very young.My hair is thick and dull, my ginger beard is trimmed to the bottom, and I don't have this oversized belly.

But I can also see that the buttons of my belly clothes are very tight.

Slave Voldemort was sitting under an armchair in my office with a large glass of wine in his hand, and every now and then a group of girls surrounded me.Morfin recognized Azka at a glance, and I was the most handsome one, and also the most relaxed.

Moreover, this Ghorn's ring under my hand is really very conspicuous.

We were chatting and the girls were saying things that complimented Slav Voldemort, and that made me very upset.But suddenly, a white mist filled the entire office, but the girls didn't notice it.

Qian Ce knew what that phenomenon meant, and wanted to ask Marvolo, but found that my attention was completely focused on the scene in front of me.As soon as he turned around, the scene behind him happened to change.

"My God, is it time?" The big golden clock under Slave Voldemort's table rang, and the pointer pointed to eleven o'clock.I got up from the chair and said, "It's time for the children to go, otherwise you will be in trouble."

I went to the door and opened it, and the children walked out one by one.Qian Celiang was at the front, and he could see that I did it on purpose.

"Slow down, Tom, he's a prefect, he must be trying to be caught in there before lights out..."

"Sir, you want to ask something." Azka said.

"Just ask slowly, child..."

"Sir, do you want to ask if you know... Horcruxes?"

At that time, this strange white mist came again.Morfin saw that he was going to Slaqian Celiang, and he also saw that he was going to Azka, but like the next time, Mr. Marvolo still focused on the white mist that seemed to be piercing.

That time, the white mist disappeared quickly, and after a while, Slav Voldemort's voice sounded.

"As soon as you know about Horcruxes! Even if you know, you will tell him!"

"Get out! I want you to hear him mention that again!"

As soon as Slav Voldemort's voice fell, the surroundings fell into darkness, and we returned to the principal's office in the blink of an eye.

It started very hastily, and Morfin was even more bewildered. I thought it was a very detailed and long memory, but how could it be the "most important" one?

I was asked by:
"That's it?"

(End of this chapter)