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Chapter 213

"If this old house really has extraordinary significance to Voldemort as you said~
I hope he is hiding in this house now~"

"Yeah." Dumbledore raised his head slightly and said regretfully, "It's a pity that he doesn't seem to be at home."

"Maybe. But it's also possible that Voldemort's nickname was not wrong.

Time waits for no one, let’s get started. "

Lin Bei said.

The two pushed open the rotten iron fence door, stepped on the dead grass and gravel on the ground, and walked toward the eerie old house that was completely shrouded in the hazy moonlight.

Dumbledore keenly noticed that there was a vague path that seemed to have been trampled on in the clearing they were walking on.

Because this means that someone must have been in and out of Riddle House frequently recently, and apart from Voldemort, the only person in this group seems to be the old gardener who looked after the place, the old man who was brutally killed in the movie.

Dumbledore was 100% wary of his own student. Although Dumbledore only recognized that man as the Dark Lord, Voldemort, who was dubbed the second generation of the Dark Lord, also had his own merits. .

In the end, the flame python that was curled up in the fireplace and kept screaming was crushed into nothingness.

By this time Dumbledore seemed to be on guard.

And here, Voldemort's old residence, you can imagine how many dark magic traps will be laid here.

At least in terms of attainments in black magic, he is slightly ahead of me.

In addition, the air was filled with a strong musty smell and a smell that even Lin Bei couldn't describe.

So Lin Bei saw that in this room that should obviously be the master bedroom, there were many traces of someone's life that were not found in other places.

There were a lot of burned ashes piled in the fireplace, and there were also a lot of wood that had been cut down but hadn't had time to burn.

"Huh~ It seems that my craftsmanship is still good~"

"This should be the parting gift that Tom left for us." Lin Bei looked at the fire python that was suppressed and surging in the fireplace without caring, "It seems that our little baby Tom has already known our actions. "

A large bright yellow flame rushed out of the fireplace and quickly swallowed up the ashes in the fireplace and the firewood beside it.

Even the door of Riddle Mansion, which had lost its family crest and became rotten, was crushed to pieces by the magic power.

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

After doing all this, Dumbledore pretended to be relaxed.

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

He drew out his wand and cautiously entered the room with Lin Bei.

An inhuman roar came from the fireplace along with the firelight.

Forming a huge fire python.

Follow the trail of footprints and snakes and explore the past.

The invisible force field seemed to be very targeted and directly suppressed the spread of the fire, directly suppressing the flame python transformed from the fierce fire back into the fireplace.

The Elder Wand suddenly appeared in his hand, followed by a sudden wave.

The two simply ignored the other rooms on the first floor and went upstairs on the wooden stairs that were creaking, in disrepair, and even missing a piece in some parts.

Dumbledore is indeed the most powerful wizard who has experienced two generations of Dark Lords.

It's as messy as the Shrieking Shack at Hogwarts.

The difference between the two is mainly reflected in the fact that the floor of the Shrieking Shack is filled with the carcasses and feces of various animals.

The movement is not as fast as usual.

"boom--"

If it weren't for his age and Voldemort's lack of management experience.

It spreads deeper into the old house in a wider yet gentler way.

There is only a thick layer of dust on the floor here, as well as a series of dense footprints and some traces similar to snakes crawling across.

Even Dumbledore wrinkled his nose in disgust.

Dumbledore didn't answer, and thrust forward with the Elder Wand in his hand.

Seeing this, Lin Bei just nodded and asked a question that he had been curious about for a long time.

He was about to rush forward.

All the tables and chairs in the kitchen have disappeared. Only the kitchen counter against the wall is still piled with a large number of plates and cutlery. There are even some dry black stains on it, as if some food has rotted and dried. Same as there.

Dumbledore went from vigilantly and carefully using his wand to release some path-finding spells, to following Lin Bei like he was resigned to his fate.

As they entered the Riddle Manor, the main building was also exposed to Lin Bei and Dumbledore, making it more intuitive.

In fact, it's not difficult to find. After all, the doors to other rooms are tightly sealed with wooden bars, and only the door to the room at the end of the corridor is open.

The most important thing is that there is an old-fashioned baby rocking chair placed in the center of the room, with thick bedding piled inside, and a dirty baby bottle with white juice residue inside.

"Is it a fire spell or a trap trigger?" Dumbledore said still looking very relaxed.

Lin Bei walked with a relaxed expression, and at the same time the energy fluctuations on his body were undisguised, like a walking planet. All the withered grass and gravel on the ground in front of him were constantly crumbling along the way, and the energy fluctuations arranged in this old building were constantly falling apart. The magic traps in the house are constantly being destroyed.

"They must have lived here for a while." Dumbledore grabbed the bottle and shook it twice.

"By the way, where did Li Huo come from?"

Facing the question raised by Lin Bei, Dumbledore couldn't help but search through his knowledge, but he could not recall any records that he had thought about.

He could only shake his head helplessly and said: "I don't know.

Lihuo is the magic fire summoned by ancient black magic. The only relevant records are the Fierce Fire Curse and the corresponding exclusive curse removal.

However, many wizards know the spell of Li Huozou, but few people know the corresponding exclusive spell.

However, Ten Thousand Curses can also dispel the fierce fire. "

Lin Bei got excited. This fire seemed to be very good. According to its special effects, it could become more and more powerful as long as there were enough combustibles. In addition, these fires could mimic the forms of some monsters.

Very promising.

And the animal form formed also has some consciousness.

"It seems that the Horcrux is not in this house." Dumbledore said while looking at the fireplace that was still smoking.

"Then I don't know. Anyway, the Horcrux must be in this manor. I don't know the specific location."

Seeing that Lin Bei clearly wanted to take revenge on him, Dumbledore wisely pushed up his reading glasses and reasoned with a smile: "Li Huo can destroy Horcruxes.

If the Horcruxes were really hidden in this manor, how could Voldemort set up a fire trap here?

Then the answer is obvious. The Horcrux was indeed not hidden in the old house, but in the back. "

"Wow." Lin Bei cheered expressionlessly: "You are so awesome~ You can find it yourself, so why did you drag me along?"

Dumbledore just smiled, as if I was also trying to get back at you.

But what surprised Lin Bei. Next, Dumbledore did not immediately go looking for Horcruxes.

Instead, before leaving, a large number of magic traps similar to the previous severe fire were placed on the entire Riddle Mansion.

These magic traps are densely packed in every corner of the old house.

No matter how Lin Bei looked at it, he felt that Dumbledore was taking revenge on Voldemort for setting a trap for him.

Such behavior···
This behavior is simply awesome.

Thinking about the surprised expressions on everyone's face when Voldemort came back to investigate, I'm afraid he would have been so angry that he would have sipped twice.

In this way, with Lin Bei's help, they worked until the waning moon appeared, and then the two of them walked out of the old house.

Pass through the back gate of the fence and walk all the way to the back of the hillside, and finally stop in front of an open wasteland.

"This is... a cemetery?"

Looking at the broken tombstones twisted among the withered grass and gravel on the wasteland in front of him, Lin Bei said with some uncertainty.

"Yes, this is a cemetery. The cemetery of the Gaunt family."

Dumbledore said expressionlessly, and as he spoke, he dug out the remains of an almost rotten iron fence gate from the soil at his feet.

Most of the details on it have been erased by time, but the S-shaped emblem on the top, made of an iron snake, still maintains its general shape.

"It's the hallmark of Slytherin."

Lin Bei sneered and said, "A group of guys named Gaunt are using the Slytherin symbol as their family crest. It's really funny."

Dumbledore seemed to be amused by Lin Bei, and smiled:
"It's quite funny, but who said that the name of the descendants of Slytherin can bring them enough respect and benefits?
And this can be regarded as the tradition of the Gunter family.

If you don’t believe it, just look at Tom and you will know. Wasn't he also unwilling to admit his surname of Riddle and changed his name to Voldemort? I dare say he would be very angry if you called him Tom Riddle in front of him now. "

After saying this, Dumbledore seemed to think of the real scene and smiled even happier.

Lin Bei also smiled happily.

It wasn't that Dumbledore's joke was funny, but that he thought it was funny that Dumbledore was joking with him.

It's a pity that Lin Bei's good mood did not last long.

Looking at the crooked tombstones, it seems that there is a small house in the underground tomb.

I think the Horcrux should be placed inside.

But looking at these little bumpkins, you don't have to think about what Voldemort's methods will be here.

A pile of inferi buried in the soil.

Manipulated through the call of black magic, they have no life, soul and mind. They are afraid of fire and light, and like the dark and damp walking dead.

Compared with those zombies, the threat is not much worse.

One is easy to manufacture, one is easy to spread, one can be manipulated, one has only instinct but is horribly contagious, one has obvious weaknesses, and one can only be shot in the head.

Dumbledore waved the Elder Wand in his hand and cast a very ordinary disarming spell.

The noble force field attribute spell formed a beam of light as thick as the middle finger, which directly punched a hole in a dirt bag.

See Dumbledore's little moves.

Lin Bei immediately shot him a look.

'You're talking about God! '

With Dumbledore's mediocre disarming spell that could only break two or three ribs of an ordinary person.

A series of rustling sounds continued to sound from the cemetery, as if something was emerging from the ground.

"It seems that this is the last hurdle for Tom to stay to defend his Horcrux." Dumbledore said with a smile.

Then he seemed to suddenly remember something, "Ah~ My stomach hurts so much, I seem to have eaten something bad.

This is up to you! "

"..." Lin Bei's eyelids twitched as he watched Dumbledore directly use Phantom Movement to run straight away and disappear.

At the same time, the originator of those strange rustling sounds finally appeared in front of Lin Bei.

It was corpse after corpse crawling out of the soil.

After seeing the appearance of these inferi, the difference between zombies and inferi is immediately apparent.

Zombies mainly rely on viruses. They must have animal and plant hosts to survive. In essence, viruses must rely on cells.

The zombies must only be very powerful in the early stage, and there is no special extended preservation environment, such as the sea.

Zombies can only wreak havoc for a few hundred years at most. Once their brains are gone, they are just a piece of rotten meat full of viruses, posing no threat at all.

The Inferi are different. They are semi-modified undead creatures and magical creations.

Even a skeleton can become a corpse under the influence of magic.

The Inferi is a creation of dark magic.

Its production principle is to use magic and various alchemical materials to repair the corpse, and refine the corpse into a puppet that only obeys the maker.

The production method is very simple, with some not-so-rare materials and a few magic spells.

Lin Bei had seen records about the Inferi in the original work and the book "Advanced Black Magic Revealed" contributed by Dumbledore.

The method of making living corpses is quite ancient and can be traced back to the Middle Ages, such as the mummies of ancient Egypt.

However, their combat capabilities are actually not very strong. It can be said that they are mostly used to bluff people.

Their movements are generally slow and stiff, their attack methods are monotonous, and their attack intensity is not high. They are somewhat similar to zombies, but they are not contagious.

In this way, the threat level is greatly reduced.

Some corpses were obviously relatively fresh, with a large number of corpse spots and traces of decay left on the extremely pale bodies.

There are also quite a few owners who were originally buried in this cemetery.

There might be some foul-smelling mucus hanging on the body, or a few loose pieces of rotten flesh might have fallen off.

You can see some insects squirming in the rotting body.

It directly made Lin Bei feel sick.

This mentality is inevitable.

This is a normal person's psychological reaction.

Even though Lin Bei had killed many people and witnessed many scenes more disgusting than this, he would still be disgusted and disgusted when he should be disgusted.

It's just like seeing a dry toilet in a rural area. What's so scary about feces? Even if he accidentally steps on dog poop, he will just frown and rub it down instead of screaming in fear and crying.

This kind of scene where dozens or hundreds of corpses are pouring in at the same time, just like the outbreak of a biological crisis, can definitely make ordinary people weak in the knees.

(End of this chapter)