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Zhou Zhou hugged the shaman's warm body tightly and drove away the coldness of his body. The shaman struggled for a while and could not get up. He had to press Zhou Zhou and wait for his body to repair himself.

It was quiet all over the place. Someone from a family on the street heard the movement, opened the window, looked here, and found that it was two shameless men and women, so they cursed and locked the window again.

Zhou Zhou struggled for a while but couldn't sit up. He raised his hand and looked at the watch. The watch showed: "Task: Protect Melop, each person's reward for redemption points for success, and failed to erase it."

"I always find it strange, why Abuforth and the others didn't go to Voldemort's father. You should know that Voldemort's father is just a mortal, so it would be easier to kill him." Zhou Zhou said to the stars in the sky.

"I doubt Dumbledore didn't even have time to tell them who Voldemort's father was? The ending of that world just now was obviously completely different from the ending of Harry Potter we knew. James Potter was still alive, and Dumbledore was gone." The shaman said, finally rolling over Zhou Zhou and climbing up from the ground.

Zhou Zhou also sat up and said, "We must find Merlop faster than them. She may still live in the old house of Gunter. Is there any way to be faster than them?"

"I can only pray to Changshengtian that they have not been there." The shaman continued: "The shape-changing shadow can only be moved to a familiar place. If I have not been there, I cannot directly move the shape-changing shadow."

"They may not have been to the old house of Gunter. Maybe she had controlled Voldemort's father with a romance agent and then eloped together." Zhou Zhou guessed.

"This is best." said the shaman.

"Then we can only use a compass to guide the direction and move the shape and shadows all the way. Unfortunately, you won't move the shape and shadows to bring people. Otherwise, you can go there alone." Zhou Zhou suggested.

The shaman grabbed Zhou Zhou and the two disappeared out of thin air, and the next moment appeared at the foot of the mountain thousands of meters away.

Zhou Zhou shook off the shaman's hand and nervously checked his body. Apart from having a cold sweat, his body was normal and he did not lose some parts.

"Why do you have a sudden attack? What if there is a missing piece?" Zhou Zhou said excitedly.

"I have a premonition." Shaman said indifferently, grabbing Zhou Zhou's hand and teleported it twice.

"Stop and stop!" Zhou Zhou shouted in horror.

The shaman then stopped moving his figure.

Zhou Zhou took a few deep breaths, calmed down his heartbeat and said, "You are still too slow. Every time you teleport, you can only reach the sight range. The earth is arc-shaped, and your sight range is limited."

"You have a way?"

"Telection to the sky first, and then teleport. The sight range in the sky is much further."

The shaman immediately grabbed Zhou Zhou's hand and began to teleport.

At night, in the dark blue sky, a bunch of black fog mushrooms were planted. Each mushroom was more than a thousand meters apart.

Zhou Zhou didn't dare to say a word, for fear that it would affect her use of spells.

It was much faster than they thought. It took only twenty minutes before they flew over and used it again

The compass teleported back and finally landed on a country road.

The road is tall on both sides, with tangled branches and leaves, and a starry sky above the head.

They walked along the path for a while, and there was no other sight around them, only the tall shrubs and hedges on both sides and the starry dots above their heads.

Then, the path turned left and went down the hillside steeply. So they suddenly discovered a valley that was presented to them in sight.

Zhou Zhou saw a village in the valley, which was undoubtedly the little Hangeton. It was located between two steep hillsides, and the church and cemetery were clearly visible. On the hillside opposite the valley, there was a very grand mansion surrounded by large green grasslands.

Because the downhill road was too steep, Zhou Zhou and the others couldn't help but trot.

The compass did not point to that village.

Turning to the right, they turned the corner and entered a gap in the fence.

What caught their eyes was a narrow dirt road, with the shrubs and hedges on both sides larger and denser than the ones they had just passed by. The dirt road was winding, potholes and rocks, and was as steep as the path just now, as if leading to a small dark wood below. Sure enough, the dirt road connected to the short woods before.

The moonlight cast a cool blue light through the ancient trees above the head. After a few seconds, Zhou Zhou and the others saw a half-discovered house among the mixed bushes.

The location of the house was a bit strange, or it was a strange decision to let those big trees grow next to the house. The trees blocked all the light and blocked the valley below.

Under the sparse moonlight, Zhou Zhou saw the walls covered with moss, many tiles on the roof fell, and the rafters inside were exposed here or there. The house was surrounded by dense nettles, and the tall nettles were all the way to the windows. The windows were very small and filled with thick aged dirt.

They walked forward lightly and came to the front door of the house, where a dead snake was nailed to it.

Zhou Zhou was not sure how to get in, should he kick the door directly or knock on the door?

Should I tell the truth after entering? Or make up for it?

Just then, footsteps sounded behind the door.

Zhou Zhou and the others hurriedly hid behind the tree.

With a click, a girl in a torn gray dress came out.

The wand in her hand glowed, illuminating her face.

She looks malnourished.

Her straight hair was dull, her face was pale, her appearance was plain, and her expression looked very depressed. Her eyes were staring in two opposite directions.

Listeningly.

She must be Merop Gunter, Voldemort's mother.

Then they noticed something even more surprising.

Merlop's belly bulged slightly, and he was obviously pregnant!

———————It seems that it doesn’t matter whether or not Voldemort’s father is killed.

Merlop illuminated the path with his magic wand, looking forward to look at the front, she stood up and paced back and forth anxiously, as if waiting for someone.

After a while.

Ruddy footsteps sounded, and a very handsome young man with black hair came out from behind the short woods.

"Tom! You're finally back! You said you miss home and wanted to go back and see, but after a long time, I thought you had forgotten us." Melop trotted forward and threw himself into the arms of the black-haired young man. After a while, she noticed something was wrong and Tom Riddle did not rub her back as usual.

"You are a witch. What did you do to me? You ugly monster." Tom pushed Melop away.

Melop stared at Tom with wide eyes, moisture brewing in her eyes. She should have expected that he would not love him anymore without the romance agent, and it was ridiculous that she thought things would be different with children.

Before she could answer, Tom continued, his voice even more severe: "There is something wrong with the bowl of water three months ago, right? Did you put medicine in the water? I heard that witches can use potions to kill people, did you drink that for me?!"

Tom pushed down Merlop with great force, stepped back, and said with pain: "You ruined me! When I went back, Cecilia was already married because she was disappointed with me. It was all you! You, a vicious ugly monster!"

"Tomy..." Merlop's tears fell and she choked.

"Don't call Tommy! You're not Cecilia! I don't know you." Tom said coldly, turned around and left without looking back.

Merlop looked at his back as he gradually faded away in despair.

At this moment, a green light shot out from the woods and hit Tom, who fell to the ground on his back.

"Tomy!" Melop screamed.

A man wearing glasses and messy hair emerged from the shadow of the short woods.

"You are Merop Gunter?" The man's tone was filled with joy.

The future in sixty-one years.

Voldemort and his men chased him to the Ravenclaw common room.

The black jade whirlpool in the middle of the lounge that caught their eyes and the line of prompts on the wall.

"What kind of magic is this door?" A middle-aged witch with greasy long hair came to Voldemort.

Voldemort's pupils shrank for a moment, and there was no answer. After a long time of silence, he said, "Snape." His voice was hoarse, as if he was chanting a spell.

"Master Dark Lord." The middle-aged witch with greasy long hair bowed.

"Do you know Professor McGonagall? Where did her parents live? And James Porter."

"Most of the members of the Order of the Phoenix know each other," Snape said.

"Come with me."
Chapter completed!