Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 170 Harry, Voldemort has always taken you as an example
Of course Harry understood what Dumbledore meant.

Voldemort is a guy who plays curses, so he must be able to remove curses.

Just like the old people always say, there is an antidote within seven steps of the poison, and those who can play the black magic curse can certainly remove the curse.

Harry thought about the level of affection between him and Voldemort.

Then he realized a problem.

Every time they met, he would curse Voldemort and his biological mother, and he even personally rebounded the Avada Kedavra shot by Voldemort, turning him into a half-human, half-ghost appearance - that was not all, he also crushed two of Voldemort's conspiracies.

If possible, Harry felt that Voldemort would rather take him home and make soup than help him remove any dark magic curse.

"Do you think Tom will help me?" Harry looked at me with a 'are you kidding me' expression.

"Everything is possible in the world," Dumbledore said with a smile, "but without further ado, we should set off for Gaunt's old house."

He took Harry and Apparated to a signpost.

Harry looked up and looked in both directions indicated by the road signs.

A sign on the side read: Great Hangleton, Five Miles.

The sign pointing the other way read: LITTLE HANGLETON, ONE MILE.

"The Gaunts' old house is located in Great Hangleton." Dumbledore said to Harry, "Oh, I forgot. You have a good relationship with Senior Gaunt. You should know where the Gaunts' house is."

"No, I've never heard him say that." Harry replied: "Although Omnius was born in the Gaunt family, he hated the atmosphere of the Gaunt family... I remember he once said that when he was a child, his family forced him to use the Cruciatus Curse on Muggle children..."

"It is indeed an extreme family. No wonder it declined like this." Dumbledore seemed to be sighing and feeling sorry.

They followed a short distance, following a wooden sign pointing in the direction of Great Hangleton, and continued on their way.

Fortunately, the weather has been good recently and there is not much mud on the ground, so the clothes and shoes will not get dirty.

"Why don't you Apparate with me, Professor?" Harry asked curiously.

"There is an Anti-Apparition Charm at Gaunt House, Harry." Dumbledore said softly, "Fawkes seems to have left with Senior Grindelwald. There is no way I can ignore the Anti-Apparition Charm and go to Gaunt House."

Okay, Harry accepted that reason.

Dumbledore led Harry down a narrow dirt path, flanked by hedges that were taller and wider than the previous one.

The path was winding, rocky and uneven, with downward slopes like the one just now that seemed to lead into a dark wood below them.

Sure enough, the path disappeared at the edge of the woods.

They walked forward a few steps and came to the front of a courtyard wall.

The walls were covered with moss, and many of the tiles on the roof had fallen off, exposing here and there the inner rafters. Nettles grew thickly around the house, reaching up to the windows, which were very small and covered with thick layers of old dirt.

A dead snake was nailed to the door, but the snake had been eroded by time to the point where only a skeleton remained, which was still a little incomplete and twisted, coiled around the door frame.

"This is the old Gaunt house." Dumbledore sighed. "You didn't expect it, did you? The twenty-eight sacred pure-blood families have now become a place overgrown with weeds."

He stretched out his wand and pushed aside a large spider above the door frame.

The big spider slid away without even thinking of retorting to the rude stranger.

"Ron will never like this place," Harry commented sharply.

Dumbledore looked back at Harry, not understanding why he suddenly said this.

"Ron is afraid of spiders," said Harry simply.

"It's not shameful to be afraid of spiders," Dumbledore said with a smile, "When I was a child, I also disliked insects, especially those with many legs... such as centipedes."

After saying that, he opened the door and walked into the old Gaunt house.

The old Gaunt house has been abandoned for a long time. Even inside the house, there are overgrown weeds and the walls are covered with thick moss.

As soon as Harry entered the door, he smelled a strong musty smell. The smell was hard to describe, but it was very overpowering.

"It looks like it hasn't been lived in for a long time," Harry said to Dumbledore.

"Morfin Gaunt, the last heir of the Gaunt family." Dumbledore's eyes flickered. "In 1943, he was imprisoned for killing a family of Muggles. He is now in Azkaban."

"Is there such a thing?" Harry smiled gleefully. "It seems that he is also a traditional Gaunt - you know what I mean, Dumbledore, the cruel, cold-blooded Gaunt."

"Were you not interested in who he attacked?" asked Dumbledore.

"Could it be the Riddles? The innocent Muggle boy who was seduced by that disgusting woman Merope?" Harry asked.

Dumbledore sighed, "Yes, it is their family - this is what the people living around here told me when I came to Old Hangleton last time."

"However," he added, "the last time I came to Old Hangleton, I did not enter the Gaunt House... But now it seems that it doesn't make any difference whether I come or not. I think we should go to Azkaban and find out the truth of the matter."

"Like?" Harry asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I do not think that Morfin Gaunt is the real murderer of the Riddle family," said Dumbledore. "Even if he is crazy, he would not be so crazy..."

"It's hard to say, think about it, professor," Harry said, "You know the rules of the Gaunt family. Logically, Merope should be Morfin's wife... They value pure blood the most... Ugh..."

At this point, Harry couldn't help but vomit.

It was because of the barbaric and backward customs of the Gaunt family, and also because the musty smell in the house was so damn strong.

"We should try to find out where the portrait is."

Dumbledore seemed not to want to continue talking about this topic. He took out his wand and used a luminescent flash.

The two of them continued walking forward until they came to a small door that seemed to be sealed.

"Perhaps it is here, Harry." Dumbledore touched the door with his wand, and it clicked and creaked open.

However, he guessed wrong, there was only a storage room inside.

"Not here." After searching for a while, the two of them stuffed all the debris that were already covered with green hair back in, "Keep looking inside." Further inside, there was a lobby that looked like a main hall.

The two of them walked in, and before they could see what was inside clearly, they heard a violent roar.

"who is it!"

Harry looked in the direction of the voice and brought his wand to the portrait's face.

The portrait looked oddly built and disproportionate: his shoulders were too broad, his arms were too long, and with his bright brown eyes, short, stiff hair, and wrinkled face, he looked like a ferocious old monkey.

"You uneducated little bastard!" the old monkey cursed loudly, "Put your wand away!"

Harry looked under the frame and saw 'MARVOLO GANT' written on the wall.

"Marvolo Gaunt?" Harry ignored his rude remarks. He knew that the Gaunts were mentally ill. "Where is Omnius? Is he hanging in this house?"

Marvolo was about to curse, but he didn't want to hear a familiar name. He asked fearfully: "Omines? Who are you? How do you know my brother?"

Dumbledore stood at ease with his arms folded, intending to listen to their conversation.

"Harry Potter," Harry replied in a light tone.

After hearing the name, Marvolo's old eyes, which had been unable to open, suddenly widened. He stammered, "Hahahaha Harry Potter? The Harry Potter who suppressed the goblin rebellion and wiped out the Ash Snake Party?"

"Yes, Omnius is my friend. He left me a letter and asked me to come here to find his portrait - so, where is his portrait?" Harry asked.

"His portrait was taken away," Marvolo replied. "It was the Mudblood! The bastard! The bastard!"

"Merope's son?" Dumbledore asked suddenly. "Tom?"

"Yes! Don't mention that name to me!" Marvolo cursed angrily, "It's a shame!"

"Which one do you mean? Merope or Tom?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Both!" Marvolo's anger had not yet subsided: "I really didn't expect that my daughter - although she is a Squib, I never thought that she would actually drug a Muggle. She has brought shame to the Gaunt family!"

"It turns out that even if she goes home and marries Morfin, the situation won't get any better." Harry shrugged and said, "If I have time, I'll ask another portrait to bring you a copy of Biology."

After that, Harry said again: "Okay, here's another question - where did Tom take Omenis and why did he take him away, do you know?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't know." Marvolo said angrily, "You know, Mr. Potter, my brother Omines is the most outstanding young man of my generation in the Gaunt family... In addition, he is your comrade-in-arms and the grandfather of that bastard, so that bastard took him away."

"Don't tell me he lacks fatherly love?" Harry raised his eyebrows and said, "I know he was born with a mother but no father, but he wouldn't take the portrait of Omnius away, right?"

"I don't know the reason, anyway..." Marvolo said here, looking at Harry with some difficulty: "I only know that the bastard at that time wanted to pursue your deeds, Mr. Potter, like a madman... He always took you as a role model."

Harry: ...?!

No, buddy?

Dumbledore quickly peeled off the candy wrapper in his hand and stuffed several candies into his mouth before he calmed down.

As Voldemort's professor, Dumbledore certainly knew that Voldemort had always been pursuing powerful power and the power of immortality.

But he never imagined that Voldemort’s lifelong idol was... Harry Potter?
If it was before knowing Harry's true identity, Dumbledore would have thought it was normal... But since he knew that the two Harrys were the same person, Dumbledore felt that Voldemort's behavior was extremely weird.

The person that Voldemort worshipped, his nemesis, and his enemy were all the same person…

"What's wrong with you?" Marvolo asked cautiously when he saw Harry's complicated expression.

Harry sighed helplessly.

"I don't know what to say..."

What can I say?

"Do you have any other clues, Marvolo?" Harry asked again, "For example, where Tom might have hidden the portrait of Omnius?"

"I don't know about that, Mr. Potter." Marvolo said helplessly, "Omines only has one portrait at home, so he usually stays in that portrait... But he can come to my portrait, but he has a prejudice against me, so he would rather stay in an unknown place than come back to the old Gaunt house to visit me."

"Then you won't go find him?" Harry asked with a raised eyebrow.

"If I could, I would have gone there just now," said Marvolo, "but I don't know where his portrait is, so I can't do it. I'm sorry, Mr. Potter."

"Okay." Harry nodded.

After chatting with Marvolo for a few more words, Harry and Dumbledore left Gaunt's house.

"Where do you think the portrait of Omnius is hidden, Harry?" Dumbledore asked suddenly.

Harry glanced at Dumbledore and said, "I think the one who knows Tom best among us should be you, professor, not me, a freshman who just graduated from the second year."

"But you are not young, Harry," said Dumbledore, smiling.

Harry glanced at him again.

"Then why don't you call me senior?"

"Okay, senior." Dumbledore said in a light tone: "I have wanted to call you that for a long time-"

"I can see that," said Harry. He turned to Dumbledore, "So where should we go next?"

"Perhaps you should go to Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets again," said Dumbledore. "The Basilisk is kept there, right? Perhaps the portrait of Omnius is also placed there."

Harry pondered it briefly and felt that it was unlikely.

"Impossible," he said, "The basilisk Alfonso doesn't know Omnius, which means that the portrait of Omnius will never be in Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets... Let me think, maybe we should go to Azkaban and visit Tom's uncle. Maybe he knows something?"

"You mean, to go find Morfin Gaunt?"

Dumbledore was obviously a little moved. He thought for a moment and said, "Okay, but before going to Azkaban, I think we should be prepared. After all, the Dementors there are still very dangerous. Have you learned the Patronus Charm?"

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)