Chapter 1069 The Old House of the Gaunt Family

"A memory?" Ivan looked up at Dumbledore, "Don't you know where that thing is?"

"Oh, yes, it's only speculation, so please read it carefully for a while, Aiwen, this is a very important memory. www.uuk.la" Dumbledore said, "I need you to firmly remember what you see Inside your head, it will give you the most help when you need it."

"Okay, who is this Bob Ogden?"

"He worked in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement," said Dumbledore softly. "He has been dead for some time, but before he died, I managed to find him and persuade him to tell me these memories. Now, We are going to accompany him to a place where he has been on a mission, or that sentence, remember what you are going to see next..."

Dumbledore uncorked the crystal vial and poured the silvery substance from the vial into the Pensieve.

They swirled slowly in the basin, shimmering faintly, neither like liquid nor gas.

"Come on!" Dumbledore made a gesture of invitation.

Ai Wen leaned forward, took a deep breath, and plunged into the silver substance.

He felt his feet leave the dimly lit living room, fall, fall, through the swirling darkness, and suddenly the bright sunlight made him close his eyes, and before they could adjust, Dumbledore Lido landed beside him.

They stand on a typical British country road, full of nostalgic country atmosphere.

On either side were tall, tangled hedgerows of shrubs, and overhead a summer sky clear and blue like forget-me-nots.

About ten paces in front of them stood a short, stocky man.

He wore spectacles with extra thick lenses, and his eyes were reduced to two dots, like a mole's.

At this moment, he was reading a wooden signpost sticking out of the thorn bushes on the left side of the path.

Needless to say, this must be Ogden! A typical wizard who has only learned Muggle knowledge in school, obeys the rules, but doesn't know how to adapt. From his clothes, he can guess that he probably wants to look like a Muggle, but he is inexperienced.

In the end, he dressed up nondescriptly, wearing eccentric clothes.

A frock coat over a striped bathing suit and shoe covers looked quaint.

Ivan looked at Ogden. Although he had no impression of the name, he had already guessed that this important memory was related to Voldemort.

Or more precisely, it should have something to do with Horcruxes.

Since Dumbledore took it out at this time and said that they will use that thing when they go to Norway, combined, it is enough to show that the Horcrux that will appear in this memory should be Slytherin's ring, another guardian item.

So, they were going to the old house of the Gaunt family, an ancient and conservative family of pure-blood wizards.

While Ivan was thinking, Ogden walked quickly down the path, and they hurriedly followed.

When passing the wooden road sign, Ivan looked up at its two pointing arrows. The one pointing to the way they came said: Great Hangleton, 5 miles; pointing to the direction of Ogden, it read: Small Hangleton, 1 mile.

Sure enough, it was here, Ai Wen knew it in his heart.

After the Sirius escape incident came to an end, he once asked Lupine to investigate Voldemort's father's ancestral home.

At that time, it was originally intended to destroy the materials needed for Voldemort's resurrection, his father's bones, and the old house was in Little Hangleton.

Unfortunately, they went one step too late.

Voldemort had been prepared for a long time. As early as when he met the vampire in Albania, he sent someone back to take the bones away.

Ivan and Dumbledore followed Ogden for a while, and there was nothing else around them, only the tall bushes and hedges on both sides, the vast blue summer sky above their heads, and the rustling figure in a frock coat in front of them.

Then, the path turned to the left and went downhill steeply.

So, they suddenly and unexpectedly discovered a valley, which was presented in front of them at a glance.

A village appeared before them, which was undoubtedly Little Hangleton.

It sits between two steep hills, and the church and cemetery are clearly visible.

On the hillside opposite the valley, there is a very grand mansion surrounded by a large green grassland.

Needless to say, this mansion is the Riddle Mansion, but it is not defeated at all, on the contrary, it is very beautiful.

Under the sunlight, the golden light is shining, and it looks very high-end. At first glance, it looks like a house that only rich people can live in.

Because the downhill road was too steep, Ogden couldn't help trotting.

Dumbledore took a bigger step, and Ivan also quickened his pace to follow.

Since the Riddle House, the ancestral home of Voldemort's father, is right in front of him, where is the old house of the Gaunt family? Ivan thought they were going to the Little Hangleton Village ahead, but they didn't. Turn the path to the right and wait for them Rounding the bend, the hem of Ogden's frock coat flashed and he disappeared in a gap in the fence.

Dumbledore and Ivan followed him to a narrow dirt road, and the hedges on both sides were taller and denser than those 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.

After a short walk, the dirt road joined the bush.

Ogden stopped, drew out his wand, and Dumbledore and Irwin stopped behind him.

Although the sky was clear and cloudless, the old trees overhead cast cool, dark, dense shadows.

After a few seconds, Ivan saw a house half hidden among the tangled trees.

I have to say that it is really inappropriate to choose this place to build a house, or it is more in line with the unique taste of the Gunter family.

Those big trees grew beside the house and blocked all the light and the valley below.

Even when the sun is at its fullest at noon, there is no light to be seen inside, full of Slytherin style.

Neither he nor his descendants: the Gaunt family and the vampire branch, do not like sunlight.

The walls of the house were covered with moss, and many of the roof tiles had fallen off, revealing 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.

Suddenly, with a click, a window opened!

A thin stream of steam or blue smoke comes out from inside, as if someone is cooking.

Ogden moved forward quietly, very carefully.

When the dark tree shadows slid down from him, he stopped again and looked straight at the front door of the house, where someone had nailed a dead snake. rw