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As expected, it was the boy who was beaten to the ground by him half a month ago. 'Tobia. '

At this moment, the other party was standing on the road he wanted to go back, blocking him.

The boy who had brought him to this place shrunk his neck in fear and watched from a distance, obviously not intending to come forward to explain.

"You're Tobias Snape?"

Chen Junyu asked calmly, although the boy whose name he mentioned had his eyes fixed on him as if poisoned.But he didn't think he had anything to fear, at least he still had his wand in his suit.

Obviously people are a little too self-righteous, and they will always be unlucky.This matter will become the most embarrassing thing for him in the future.

"You know my name so soon?" Tobias Snape smiled sinisterly, he was always very vengeful.

At least, for the past half month, he has been planning how to get back the pain he once suffered.

The wind and snow mixed with the strong wind in the afternoon, and it did not become depressed at all because of the sunset. The sound of the wind was like a roaring lion at night. When passing through the woods, it would make people feel very scary.

An hour later.

Tobia kicked Chen Junyu's fragile belly fiercely again, and he pressed him to the snow.

He didn't intend to leave quietly like this. The clothes of this oriental man, including the fabric, were better than his. In his opinion, this man was definitely a rich man.What's more, he lives in a very beautiful manor. His observations in the past few days have deeply penetrated into Chen Junyu's situation.

Chen Junyu was hit on the back of the head with a stick, his eyes were blurred, and his ears were full of buzzing sounds. As for why he fell on the snow, he no longer felt it, because at this moment, he had already passed out.

Tobias opened his coat, and after confirming that he found some money, his sharp eyes suddenly fixed on the inside of the clothes, a wooden stick stuck in a small pocket.

It was a lavender stick. The end of the stick was larger than the tip, and the round surface was engraved with many thin patterns.

Although he didn't know what the stick was for, as a person with a stubborn sense of value, his feeling told him that it must be a very valuable piece of wood.

He conveniently pulled away the stick stuck inside his clothes, stood up and kicked the person lying on the ground, and stuffed the stick and the stolen money into his wide pocket.

He threw a look at Jida who had been hiding not far away in trembling.He signaled the other party and himself to leave quickly, but Jida looked back worriedly while walking, and the gentleman was still lying in the snow and did not wake up.

With such a cold winter and the fact that the man was still bleeding from the back of his head, he was very afraid that they would kill someone this time.Although they have always been used to bullying the weak, they have never really made fun of people's lives.

"Do you really ignore him... What if... dies?"

Jida said in fear that his legs were shaking, as if they were frozen out of the cold.In fact, he was afraid in his heart. On the one hand, he was afraid that the person lying on the snow would freeze to death, and on the other hand, he was afraid of the boss who was walking in front, exuding a cold aura.

He was an orphan, and he stole from every village in Hadrian.He would be sent to the police station several times, but because he was not yet 18 years old, after being locked up for a few days, he was released again safe and sound.

But the only person who can really take him in is Tobia.

This is domineering, loves to fight, and always bullies the weak.This person, who is unpopular in most of the villagers, will help these homeless people.That's why he was determined to hang out with Tobias, at least with Tobias, he didn't have to worry, he wouldn't be able to eat every day, and would freeze to death at night.

"So you are out of kindness and want to save that person?" Tobias Snape had a blizzard brewing in his eyes, and the next moment he directly grabbed Jeddah and shouted: "Don't forget! This kind of people will never think that we are sympathetic. When you save him, I think he will be the first to send you to the police station, making bad words and slandering things that shouldn't be there, don't you think? ? Jeddah."

Jeddah was threatened so severely by Tobia, and instantly changed back to that wretched coward who dared not raise his head.

He followed Tobia towards the exit of the cherry forest, and the thick snow was trampled by them.

Soon, the sound of the wind covered up the shadows on the road when they came.

……

In Cherry Manor, after a knock on the door, Spie took the lead to open the door, but was startled by a man in strange clothes at the door.

It was a man wearing a large black cloak, and he also had a heavy hat on his head, which looked particularly old and even weird.

Spie said "Ah!", closed the door in fear, and ran into the living room in a panic, running towards Tom who was sitting in front of the French window and reading a book seriously.

"There's a weirdo? There's a guy in a weird suit at the door, he..."

However, before he could finish his accusation, the Minister of Magic whom he described as weird, Faris Fudge had a particularly strange expression, and he opened the door gloomyly.Then he stepped into the living room, and after looking around for a while, he only found two little kids, but not the owner of the house, so he raised his eyebrows and looked at the only boy in the room exuding magical fluctuations.

"I'm Faris Fudge, grown-up of your family? Little gentlemen."

Tom noticed the clothes on this man immediately, and his clothes were very similar to those of those people walking in Diagon Alley.If he didn't guess, this person who came uninvited and broke into the living room without permission is definitely a wizard through and through.

"Shouldn't sir give a reason for breaking into someone's house like this?" Tom closed the book, but got no reason to get up from his chair.

He also raised his eyebrows, without showing a little panic, staring at the man who found a leather chair and sat down.

Spie saw the grown man calling himself Faris Fudge pull a letter from his lap.He walked over tremblingly, took it, and stared at the words on the letter for a while.

It read in gilt stamped writing: [To Mr. Chen Junyu, Hadrian's Cherry Farm, North Yorkshire] This is a letter to the Godfather, and Spie exclaimed.

"But the godfather just went out..." He held the letter and thought about it. The front of the envelope was tightly stuck with a piece of red candle grease. He would not open the godfather's letter privately, so he put the letter on the table.

This is a very troublesome thing when no adults are at home.But the main content of this matter is estimated to be the boy with black hair, and Faris Foger cast his probing eyes on Tom.

"You are Tom Riddle?"

"Yes, sir." Tom nodded, anticipating what the man would say next.

"I think the gentleman who adopted you should give us a good account of the Ministry of Magic. After all, he is not related to you, and you have immediate family members in this world. I think... it is better than staying in a If you are around people who are not relatives or friends, your uncle will be a very suitable candidate."

Tom was stunned for a moment like a lightning strike, and he remembered instantly.

Half a month ago, the man who suddenly attacked the Godfather in the Muggle world.That crazy guy, as long as he thinks that kind of person is his uncle, he can't wait to purify the blood in his body that belongs to that side.

He shut up silently, obviously, he knew that his talk was of no benefit to him.Because at this moment, only the godfather can come back quickly to send this great Buddha away.

Spie stood aside, raising his eyebrows in horror.What did he hear just now?Ministry of Magic!Obviously he knew there was absolutely nothing wrong with his ears.Although he also knew that the godfather was a wizard, he immediately thought that this strange man sitting in the room might not be an ordinary person.

He moved his stiff legs tremblingly and hid behind Tom.

"Then, please tell your parents. The Ministry of Magic will hold a public trial on December 12th, and Morfin Gunter is the prosecutor. This will be a real fair negotiation. I hope your adopters can participate in time." Faris Fudge stood up and put the tall round hat back on his head.

He really couldn't stay in this depressing house. The little wizard who was only eight years old was indeed worthy of being a descendant of Slytherin. He couldn't sit still for a while, and the boy's eyes were like poisonous snakes.

He hastily explained a few words, then ran out the door.

Spike came out from behind Tom tremblingly. He had been with this man of high-risk stress for a long time, at least under the gaze of the other party.

He was used to it and chose to ignore it.

He kept his searching eyes fixed on the letter, and then turned his incredulous eyes to Tom.

"You still have relatives?" He was so envious that he couldn't speak, his eyes seemed to be filled with gleaming Galleons.

Tom suddenly looked at him dangerously, his black eyes seemed to be filled with ice.Always give the other party a cold look when they are talking about words.

After being thrown such a severe eye-cutting knife, Si Pi obediently fell silent.

He took out a few fairy tales from the bookshelf that belonged to him, and sat on the chair in the farthest corner, trying to stay away from the person whose breath suddenly became cold.

……

At night, Spider's End Alley is still noisy.

A sneaky figure quietly walked around this dangerous alley with a person on its back, and got into another shortcut leading to home.

Jeddah tried his best to speed up his legs and feet that were almost frozen by the cold. He felt that the body temperature of the man on his back was lower than before.

At least he can no longer feel the breath of the other party leaning against his neck, that weak breath has no warmth.

He had disobeyed Tobias' words, and now he was filled with fear.Frightened, if Tobias found out that he saved this person, he couldn't believe how Tobias would treat him.

He gritted his teeth and finally turned into the dilapidated house at No. 16 Spider's End Lane. He walked through the back door.

The alleys in Houchuan are narrow, dirty, and damp. The only advantage is that there are not too many eyes.At least he doesn't have to worry about others seeing him quietly taking a wounded person into his home.Among a group of jackal-like hooligans, whoever has a sudden outburst of kindness will be rejected.

The stick on the back of the oriental man's head was hit by himself, and he knew how much strength he had used.Therefore, he also knew that the man had suffered multiple injuries to the back of his head.

He lived in a shabby house that was very dank and lacked even the bare minimum of light.The only thing that is enough to call it home is that there is a dirty bed in this room of less than a few square meters, and the sheets are stitched together from here and there.When his mother was still there in the early years, he could live and laugh like a normal child.

But his mother had died of illness a few years ago.Since then, this family has never been as warm as a normal family.

He carried the injured boy on his back and gently placed him on the bed.Examine the wound on the back of the opponent's head, blood and hair are stuck together.He still has some medicines for treating wounds at home, although he used them very rarely by himself, but now it is not a matter of his reluctance.