Malfoy bypassed the unconscious Frank, and walked slowly into the Riddle Mansion. Although the place was a little dilapidated due to the lack of a master, under Frank's hard work, the grass on the side was kept flat, and almost no clutter could be seen. Grass.
Malfoy went straight to the largest room, which he guessed would be the living room. He hoped to find some clues about Voldemort, but the power of time was too strong, and he couldn't find any trace of magic. He shook the wooden four-corner table and stool casually, hoping to gain something, but shook his head in disappointment.
Malfoy then made his way around the back of the house, stopping by a door that was almost completely hidden by the creeper.
"The Alahoo hole is open." With a creak, the door made a heavy sound and slowly opened.
The place is as dark as a cave. If it weren't for some kitchen utensils still placed in a mess, it would be hard to believe that this is a kitchen, but other than that, there is nothing special about it, and there is still no clue.
At last he came to the corridor. The large mullioned windows on both sides of the front door let in some light. Through this, he slowly groped his way up the stairs. The stone steps were covered with a thick layer of dust.
On the landing, he turned to the right and walked straight to the top of the corridor, where a door was slightly ajar.
"It seems that there are no clues here, but it is expected." Malfoy comforted himself.
"But one day in the future disgusting a person can still be done." Then he stepped into the room and seemed to say a few spells.
Soon, he returned to the gate of the mansion.
"Old man, let you sleep and save your life." Malfoy looked at Frank, cast a Muggle expulsion curse on this place, and then left quickly.
"Oh, Maria is still waiting for me." Frank woke up with a splitting headache, but he seemed to suddenly remember his first love, and the flame of love burned in his dying life, and he stumbled and ran out. Riddle Mansion, ran towards the place in his memory, as for the Riddle Mansion that had been with him for decades, he had long since left it behind.
"Innocent old man, stay away from all of this." Looking at Frank's back, Malfoy sighed.
"What happened just now was irrelevant, but what happened now is different." Malfoy cheered up.
The Riddle Mansion had a wide view. Relying on his memory of the terrain just now, Malfoy came to a cemetery overgrown with weeds. He could see the black silhouette of a small church behind a tall yew tree on the right. On the left is a hill, and there is an exquisite old house on the hillside, which is naturally where Malfoy went just now.
The surrounding area of the cemetery was gloomy, and there were a few creepy crows from time to time, which instead set off a frightening silence.
Malfoy came to a tall marble tombstone and stood still.
Tom Marvolo Riddle
The strong wind howled, and he couldn't help shivering.
"Today, it seems that I really want to play a cameo role as Captain Jin." Obviously, the gloomy atmosphere did not affect Malfoy, and he was still in the mood to laugh at himself.
He opened the black pocket and put a few ox bones on the ground.
"Bones to pieces!" Malfoy raised his wand, tapped a few bones, and then turned into a pile of foam.
Malfoy's wand clicked again, and the tombstone was slowly removed. He removed the original mixture of soil and ashes under the grave, leaving about a third of it, and then replaced it with a pile of debris just now. go in.
"Back to the original!" The tombstone slowly closed again. "You're done." Malfoy couldn't help clapping his hands and showing a slight smile.
Walking all the way again, Malfoy walked towards Great Hangleton.
There was nothing around him but tall hedges of shrubbery on either side, and he turned right down the path, toward a gap in the fence.
It was a long, narrow dirt road with taller and thicker hedges than the ones they had just passed. The dirt road was winding, potholed, and full of rocks. It went down as steeply as the path just now, and seemed to lead to a small piece of dark woods below.
The old trees overhead cast cool, dark, thick shadows, and a house loomed before Malfoy's eyes, half hidden among the tangle of roots, blocking all light and the valley below. The walls were covered with moss, and many of the roof tiles had fallen off, showing here and there the rafters within. Nettles grew thickly all around the house, reaching up to the windows, which were very small and thick with old grime.
As for the door, nailed a dead snake.
The whole house exudes a decaying smell, and there is a powerful wave of black magic.
"The mind is as strong as iron!" Facing the first Horcrux he was about to face, Malfoy did not dare to be careless, and cast a spell on himself to strengthen his will.
"Why do the spells I create always have an auxiliary effect?" Malfoy always felt a little helpless when he thought of this, but he still cheered up.
This Horcrux killed Dumbledore's existence.
Malfoy gently pushed open the door, and Marvolo's black gemstone gold ring lay quietly on the ground, as if it was easy for him to pick it up.
"Come and put on me, my lord." Malfoy seemed to feel the ring was speaking to him, in a demagogic tone. "Don't you have any deceased relatives? Or friends?" There seemed to be some kind of wonderful reaction between the curse magic set by the Dark Lord and the resurrection stone itself. "Just wear me and you can see them."
"Come on, put me on, I'm one of the three holy artifacts."
"Wear me, you will be omnipotent! Control the soul!"
Both Slytherin's locket and Riddle's diary have the power to seduce people. This Horcrux is obviously no exception. He always arouses people's deepest desires.
Malfoy felt dizzy for a while, the voice was ethereal and ethereal, which made people feel relieved unconsciously, with a pleasant intimacy, even if there was no demand from it, Malfoy still wanted to pick it up and put it on.
Just when Malfoy bent down and was about to touch the ring, his body suddenly trembled violently, and he curled up on the ground, apparently subconscious and superficial consciousness began to fight. Beads of sweat rolled down his head.
The magic voice in my ear kept echoing: "Come on, wear me, you are the king of the world."
"But I don't care about Nao Shizi, the king of the world!" He desperately struggled with the ring.
Using his mind as the battlefield and his will as his elite soldier, he desperately resists the coercion and temptation that are present all the time.
I don't know how long it has passed, because for those who are suffering, every second seems like a century.
Suddenly, Malfoy stopped trembling, the outcome was decided, and his clear eyes revealed the result of the battle.
"It's really scary. People who I don't even care about die, but they all have such a powerful deceptive power. It's no wonder that Lao Deng has been recruited." Malfoy touched his back, sweating, and carefully made the Ten Thousand Years Ship, except himself. His willpower, the spell just now may be the most important weight on the balance of war,
"But one cannot indulge in illusory happiness forever." Malfoy seemed to have made up his mind.
He recited the obscure incantation cautiously and cautiously, very lightly and slowly.
A spark suddenly appeared in the void, it was a strange black flame.
"I originally wanted to take it back and give it to someone to study, but it's obviously impossible." Malfoy thought to himself. "Based on Lao Deng's obsession with his sister, I guess I haven't had time to explain it. If a curse flies over, it's really over."
"So let me finish you here."
Malfoy tried his best to steer Black Flame towards the ring, he had to be careful, he didn't want to imagine one of his minions being burned to death.
"Zi." When the black flame touched the ring, Malfoy felt the ring start to vibrate violently, a blood-like, black and sticky thing seemed to seep out, and there was an extremely weak, extremely distant pain The screams came from there.
"Boom." Seemingly having obtained a combustion accelerant, Hei Yan jumped up suddenly. It is about two meters high, and it rushes ferociously at all flammable things around it.
"It's not fun at all." Sudden changes, he has only one choice - to run.
"Horcruxes and Philosopher's Stones, this is really enough for him to burn." It has to be said that Malfoy's reaction was still very fast, and he escaped from the house before the fire spread.
Malfoy was panting heavily, as if he had just experienced a big battle.
Looking at the wooden house engulfed in flames, some flames even rubbed against the old trees, making a "crackling" sound. The scene of the flames soaring into the sky made Malfoy look dazed.
Because he thought of a few words from his previous life: "Set fire to the mountain and sit in prison."