Chapter 276 The Child’s Mother Gets It!

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This is a weird room.

Various contradictory elements gather in this small room.

The holy cross and the serpent that chooses to devour;

Old ornaments and trendy technological items;

The Bible is designed to lead people to do good and the firearms are full of gunpowder.

It seems that there are several people living in this house - a priest with firm faith, a devil believer who is involved in the underworld, an archaeologist who is immersed in the past, a cutting-edge high-tech enthusiast, and a western cowboy who is good at gourmet dining.

It has nothing to do with the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts.

But in fact,

This room belongs to the current Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Tom Riddle,

One-seventh of Voldemort,

The diary Horcrux takes form,

In a practical sense, he is a young and beautiful boy who is not yet nineteen years old.

All traces of the previous Professor Quirrell have disappeared.

When Quirrell cried to Voldemort and became incontinent as punishment,

The life-size mirror opposite was replaced by a vivid snake-shaped sculpture hovering on the wall.

According to common sense and his previous schedule, Riddle should be resting in this room at this time.

It's Tuesday, January 25th.

Saturdays and Sundays are not days to pray to yourself and rest in the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets.

But today, this time period.

As the body of the snake-shaped sculpture began to squirm, a circular door appeared, and Riddle walked out of it wearing a black robe.

He pulled out his wand and waved it around a few times.

Everything in the room seemed to be alive and began to move.

The door behind it moves in the opposite direction with the snake-shaped sculpture, seeming to be swallowed by the snake's mouth.

After the empty kettle was suddenly filled with hot coffee,

As if being picked up by an invisible hand, the fragrant coffee was poured into the cup on the wooden table in the center of the room.

There were also a few extra pieces of bread on the empty plate.

The two luxurious high-backed chairs against the wall were also moved to the wooden table.

Then, the door branch opened automatically with a sound.

The person coming was none other than Dumbledore.

He looked around the entire room with interest.

He quickly came to the wooden table and sat down.

"Are you happy?" Riddle raised his eyebrows.

In half an hour,

Before he received Dumbledore's letter,

He is still resting in this room.

After receiving the letter, he went to Slytherin's secret room through the newly built secret passage (after all, it is too rude to always go to the women's room),

After praying for a while.

He returned to the room before the appointed time.

and arranged everything.

And from Dumbledore's brisk steps just now, and the undisguised raising of the corners of his mouth.

There was no moment when Dumbledore was trying to tell him with body language, "I'm happy."

Riddle couldn't help but subconsciously stroke his wand, thinking about what news would make Dumbledore lose his temper like this.

Let Dumbledore have such a strong desire to share.

Could it be that Dumbledore and Grindelwald had a child?

Still healthy?

"It has something to do with a child who suddenly appeared." The corners of Dumbledore's mouth raised even wider.

"Congratulations! Whose last name is it? Dumbledore or Grindelwald?" Riddle raised the coffee in front of him and made a gesture of clinking the cups.

Dumbledore's head was full of black lines, "I think you understand it wrong.

Not that kid.

But a child who appeared directly on Harry's bed.

Not long after he was born. "

"Oh, just born? Why did you come to me?

Wait," Riddle seemed to have thought of something and rubbed his temples, "could it be related to 'me'?

Is it an experiment left behind by ‘me’?

Born at this time, coming to Hogwarts through Harry being 'my' Horcrux? "

"That's understandable. But she's not an experiment.

It's a coincidence. You should have heard of Mirror World. "

"Of course, I have seen with my own eyes the mighty and majestic monster summoned by Harry Potter - Plutosaurus."

"Then you also noticed the change in the nature of Harry's magic power.

He probably didn't destroy his evil self, but instead, they became one. "

"We talked about his strange physical transformation and his almost perfect magic power."

"I have a guess. But based on my tests, I'm afraid it's true."

"Is it related to this child?" Riddle's eyes half-closed because of a bad premonition.

"I'm afraid that when he merged with his other self, because of his identity as a living Horcrux, that power became somewhat specialized.

Maybe it’s also related to the environment of the mirror world.

The child I was talking about just appeared. "

"Then she tonight,

No, not so long ago,

Is she officially born? In Harry Potter's bed?

How was it born? childbirth? Is Harry Potter's belly getting bigger? "Riddle showed a malicious smile.

Although he guessed that the child might be related to him.

But after all, this child was not born to him.

But Harry Potter.

A wizard.

You know, Harry Potter didn't drink the boy's potion.

Harry Potter, who has a male body, must have had an interesting way of giving birth to this child.

"I'm sorry. I'm afraid you will be disappointed.

Harry did not give birth to her.

In other words, she was not born through a body in the material world.

I've checked.

She was more like being born in an illusory dimension. Just like a dream. "

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"Dream?" Riddle's eyes began to flash with curiosity, "Will she be the same as Merlin?

Or was Merlin born in this way? Legend has it that Merlin is the descendant of nightmare."

"Maybe. After all, nightmare has always been a legend.

Maybe they are creatures in the mirror world." Speaking of Merlin, Dumbledore couldn't help but become serious.

But then he raised his mouth again, "Let's not talk about this first.

I think you may have guessed it."

Riddle shrugged, "You mean she can be considered my child.

No, let me be direct, you mean she is actually the child born by Harry Potter and I.

Just like you and Grindelwald.

No doubt, you are taking revenge.

Revenge that I always use this matter to ridicule you.

Ridge that you can't control your lower body? "

A surprising scene happened.

For the first time, Dumbledore did not choose to stare into the eyes of others during a conversation.

Instead, he looked at the steaming coffee.

The tips of his ears turned pink.

"You guessed right, Tom.

But the priority now is not to talk about me and Gettler again.

The child's matter is the most important thing now.

Have you thought about it?

Do I need to tell Harry about your relationship with the child?

Harry already knows that this is his child.

Minerva too.

But they all think that this child has no biological mother.

But in fact, you are. "

"My opinion? Do you want to tie me up? Use this child?

Or do you feel dangerous because of my recent changes?" Riddle sneered.

"No, I also know about the magic you learned from the fat monk.

I am not worried about your changes.

I just think that children should have a healthy family, and parents are one of them. "

"Is she talented? "

Dumbledore smiled, knowing that Riddle had agreed.

He went on to say: "Very good. Perhaps she is really another Merlin."

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