"The genealogy of wizards, born noble..."
A Slytherin student shuttled among the rows of bookshelves in the library. Due to the absence of the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, Lupine, due to illness, all Defense Against the Dark Arts courses were temporarily substituted by their dean, Professor Snape. He didn't know if their dean had been bitten by a werewolf when he was young, and he seemed to maintain an unusual hatred for werewolves. Snape asked them to write a two-volume homework about werewolves, especially killing them. Ways to die and discern, the more the merrier.
Just as he sighed and was about to go to the next row of bookshelves, these big gilt characters caught his eyes.
Almost immediately, he became very interested in this list of books. Almost immediately, he ran to that row of bookshelves, took out the family tree that symbolized his surname, and started to read it.
I forgot my original purpose of coming here.
Almost at the first glance, he was addicted to it.
He was intoxicated and read word by word, not even missing a single punctuation. God, he dared to say that the genealogy in his family is a piece of waste paper compared with the one here. He just wrote a few names and the years of birth and death. What kind of evidence can prove their glorious past.
The more he read, the more excited he became, as if he had returned to the days when his ancestors were bathed in glory. The ancient and noble wizards guided the way for them. Countless powerful wizards talked and laughed happily with his ancestors, each and every one of them was like a hero. His deeds made him proud, and a strong sense of pride and satisfaction suddenly gathered in his heart.
He also gave his name at the end.
"Recover the glory of the ancestors!" This idea grew in his head uncontrollably.
Unsatisfied, he reached out to the next family tree.
"The Gaunt Family Genealogy."
At the very beginning it says:
According to textual research, this is a family formed by the descendants of Salazar Slytherin (the founder of Slytherin College), one of the founders of Hogwarts, but because they insisted on their own way of life, they refused to intermarry with Muggles , so the population is a little thin, and because of the particular attention to pomp and pomp, even though they were once quite rich, their fortunes have been gradually exhausted by the squandering of recent generations. Generally speaking, this is a family in decline.
May the glory of Slytherin shine on Hogwarts again!
"Okay." The male student frowned. He is not interested in this family now. Most of their resumes are a bit pale, and it can be said that they are inconspicuous. He can tell the rapid decline of this family just by reading However, he decided to bite the bullet and continue reading with the idea of having a beginning and an end.
I don't know if it was luck or misfortune, but he got a surprise soon.
Possibly the last remaining descendant of Slytherin—
Tom Marvolo Riddle (tommarridd1e)
December 31, 1926 - present
The possible last known descendant of Salazar Slytherin.
His mother, Merope Gaunt, tarnished the glory of pure blood, fell in love with a Muggle, and what was even more ridiculous was that she had no charm to attract this Muggle, so she used dangerous things like love potions to make A handsome Muggle fell in love with her, gave birth to Tom Marvolo Riddle, and then died of dystocia.
As a result, Tom Riddle grew up in an orphanage in London. He showed extraordinary talents since he was a child, but because of the use of magic, his peers around him became afraid of him... such as telekinesis Talking to animals is bad luck...
Professor Dumbledore brought him back when he was about to go astray... so he became a student at Hogwarts and was assigned to Slytherin.
In the fifth grade, he was awarded the Special Contribution Award, because he successfully investigated a murder case that year...
In seventh grade, Tom Riddle was elected President of the Boys' Body. … .
During the school, he also won the Outstanding Moral Award, Special Contribution Award, etc., and also won the Merlin Medal, and now he can even be a symbol of glory in the Hogwarts Trophy Showroom...
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After graduating in 1945, Tom Riddle applied to be a teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts, but was declined by the incumbent headmaster, Armando Dippet, and then he rejected many job invitations from the Ministry of Magic. Bockin Bock Antiques.
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Later, due to some accidents, he disappeared for ten years and his whereabouts are unknown...
The resume of the student that this male student envied, even if he was only of mixed race, he still envied the achievements he had obtained, but the final choices made him somewhat incomprehensible. If he had so many achievements, he would have entered the Ministry of Magic a long time ago After becoming an official, who wants to be a handyman in a broken antique shop
"Perhaps only Malfoy can compare with him." Even so, he still envied some words, thinking of the leader of their academy who has been in the limelight recently.
Just when he was about to close this thin family tree, the originally dark ink turned into a dazzling bright red, like a poisonous snake twisting its body, and began to change the letters formed. The new sentence is:
Cowards have no right to know the truth.
"I want the so-called truth, just playing tricks." The male student sneered, obviously he didn't believe his evil, he was frightened by a book, what joke are you talking about
He continued to turn the pages.
The next page is empty, nothing, just a blank page.
"I should have thought it was a prank." He shook his head and was about to put the book back in its place, but then the writing began to appear on the pages: tommarridd1e
"Well, I really want to play tricks." His right hand, which was about to put the book back, froze again.
The bright red letters began to squirm slowly, like disgusting reptiles, which gave him an inexplicable sense of foreboding.
"It's really a low-end transfiguration technique, and it's still so slow." He forced himself to laugh, and the scene was still a bit weird, which made him feel cold unconsciously, but soon he couldn't even force a smile Out.
The blood-red letters were rearranged into a row.
"iamlordvo1demort!"
When he said a word, there was a bang in his mind, as if a high-pitched and cold laughter passed by his ears, with a shake of his hands, the book fell directly to the ground, making a dull sound. He himself was still standing there, dazed.
"Is it fake?" He looked at the book lying on the ground in disbelief.
The handwriting faded away again, and then appeared again. From the very first line, the bewitching red color was particularly glaring, but it was smaller than before:
Did he disappear, no, no, he created a new name for himself - Voldemort. (To be continued.) This site recommends beautiful legs in stockings, childlike **, plump buttocks pictures and videos to watch online!! Quickly follow the WeChat public account: meinvtao1 (press and hold for three seconds to copy) to watch online!