[Zhongyingmei] My dad is Voldy

""The Dark Lord's Life History Revealed"

——Anonymous

The Dark Lord, or his more common title: You-know-who, He-who-must-not-be-named, few people dare to call him by his name, Lord Voldemort, even fewer people know the real name of the Dark Lord, Tom Marvolo Riddle Tom Marvolo Riddle.Everyone knows that the Dark Lord is a descendant of Slytherin. His middle name "Marvolo" comes from his grandfather Marvolo Gaunt, and the Gaunt family is the last blood of Salazar Slytherin.

However, no one knows who the father of the Dark Lord is. There is no pure-blood family named Riddle in the British wizarding world.This makes the author suspect that the Dark Lord's father is a half-blood or hemp wizard.

In order to further investigate the life experience of the Dark Lord, the author browsed the student materials stored in Hogwarts through some channels, and learned about the unknown life of the Dark Lord before he came to Hogwarts to study.

According to records, the Dark Lord lived in Wu's Orphanage in London before he was 11 years old, which is a Muggle orphanage.Is the Dark Lord a hemp?In order to find the truth of the matter, the author came to this orphanage according to the address on the information.Sadly, the orphanage no longer exists.According to the Muggles living nearby, the orphanage was destroyed by a sudden fire more than fifty years ago. The author has reason to believe that the Dark Lord destroyed the orphanage in order to hide his own background.

The clues to the orphanage were broken, and the author came to the ancestral home of the Gaunt family, hoping to find some clues.The last heir of the Gunter family, Morfin Gunter, had already died in Azkaban, and the ancestral home of the Gunter family was also very dilapidated. The author failed to find any valuable clues.With the last hope, the author went to Little Hangleton Village near Gaunt's house. Unexpectedly, this ordinary Muggle village gave the author the biggest surprise of this trip.

The Muggles of Little Hangleton village told the author that 51 years ago, a tragic extermination case occurred in Little Hangleton village. The Riddle family was killed. The police have never found the murderer, but the name of the Riddle family , it was Tom Riddle.Tom Riddle, based on our naming habits, it's not hard to see where the Dark Lord inherited his name, isn't it?The author also investigated the reason why Morfin Gunter was imprisoned in Azkaban, and found that his crime was to attack and kill Muggles.

So now the truth of the dark lord's painstakingly concealed life experience is already clear. The dark lord who advocates "pure blood is supreme" is not pure blood at all, but a mixed blood. His father is exactly what he calls "dirty and lowly". Muggles, in the blood of the Dark Lord, also have half of his father's blood.

The Dark Lord hated the Muggle blood on his body very much. In order to make his blood closer to purebred, the Dark Lord conducted many black magic experiments, which greatly changed his face.We can see that in the few photos of the Dark Lord preserved in his youth, he looks handsome and is said to be very similar to his Muggle father, which may be the reason why the Dark Lord hates his own appearance.And when the Dark Lord finally appeared, his face was completely different after many dangerous magical transformations.It's a pity that the Dark Lord's experiment to change his bloodline never succeeded.

So, this is the real Dark Lord, a poor wretch abandoned by his parents, a half-blood wizard who crazily worships pure blood, a terrorist who deceived himself and the entire wizarding world. "

After reading the report on "The Quibbler", Anita unconsciously took a deep breath, "Merlin! I can already imagine how angry Voldemort would be."

"The Order of the Phoenix's counterattack is too ruthless." Draco murmured, even though he knew Voldemort was a half-blood wizard, seeing the details of Voldemort's life experience still made Draco a little dazed.

Spitfired by a disfigured version of Voldemort on The Quibbler, Anita looks up at her handsome dad as he washes his eyes.Although fresh meat has become old cured meat since childhood, Mr. Diary is more flavorful than that gloomy boy.The years seem to have treated the diary master very favorably, not only did not leave too many traces of the passage of time on him, but it made him calm and stable.His eyes are still deep, but the sharpness that was exposed when he was young has long since subsided.If Mr. Diary's eyes were like a dark and raging abyss when he was young, his eyes now are like the sea, calm and gentle, but no one can ignore the powerful power contained in it.This is a kind of eyes that have finally calmed down after vicissitudes, and the sadness and longing revealed inadvertently make people attracted involuntarily, but they are rejected thousands of miles away by the powerful aura of the owner.

Seeing the report on "The Quibbler", Mr. Diary's face was extremely calm, and there was even a little smile on his face.

Draco gently bumped Anita with his elbow, and asked with his eyes, "Your father couldn't be more angry than laugh?"

Anita shook her head, she felt that the diary gentleman was really calm, and such an article could not arouse any waves in his heart.

"Dad, what do you think of this report?" Anita asked directly.

"It's well-founded, the writing is smooth, and it's a very good article." Mr. Diary said solemnly.

Anita rolled her eyes gracefully, "That's not what I asked."

"That's how I feel about this report." The diary shrugged, "If I read this article at the age of 16, I would definitely flatten the Quibbler magazine. Human. But now I will not be angry for such an article. But Voldemort is likely to be angered. Voldemort's heart has always been that 16-year-old boy, who is proud of his Slytherin descendants, He is also humbled by his Muggle blood, longs for power, fame, and glory, and is afraid of death."

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Anita asked.

"Everyone is afraid of death." Mr. Diary said, "No one can say that he is not afraid of death until death really comes. However, I am also looking forward to death. I have a hunch that death is not the real end, I You can find your mother after you die."

"Don't." Anita subconsciously went to grab Diary's hand, but it was in vain.

The diary gentleman materialized himself, and gently hugged Anita, "Don't worry, I promised to grow up with you. And this is just a theory of mine, I won't do anything until it is confirmed, after all Death is a one-way ticket."

Anita rubbed against the diary gentleman attached, and asked hesitantly, "Orphanage?"

"A magic riot." Diary Lord said, "some bad things happened, I had a magic riot. I really wanted to destroy that filthy place and those despicable people, so the fire caused by the magic riot burned down The entire orphanage. But no one was hurt, your mother transferred the entire orphanage, I don't know how she did it, it is impossible to transfer so many people with her magic power, even an adult wizard can't do it. But your mother did, even though she lay in St Mungo's for two months afterwards, that idiot."

"What did mom say?"

"Your mother said that she didn't want to save those people, what she wanted to save was my soul." Diary Mr. Ben said with a very gentle expression.

"What about old Tom Riddle's family?" Draco asked.

"It was Morfin Gaunt," said the diary-lord. "I really wanted to do it, but I gave up at the last moment. Although my soul is ugly enough, don't let it die with my father's blood." It got dirtier because that's what someone was trying to save."

"No, your soul is beautiful," said Anita.

"Your mother said exactly the same thing." The diary gentleman smiled, "Morfin Gaunt never liked old Tom Riddle, it should be said that he hated old Tom Riddle. According to the tradition of the Gaunt family, my mother It was supposed to be Morfin Gaunt's wife, but in the end she would rather use the love potion to get old Tom Riddle's false love than marry Morfin Gaunt. Maybe my appearance stimulated Morfin Gaunt , he murdered old Tom Riddle's family in a frenzy."

"How did Voldemort disfigure him?" Anita asked curiously.

"I don't know either." Mr. Diary said, "At that time, I had already been made into a horcrux, and I had no sense of the outside world. At least when I shared my body with him, my body was still normal. My guess is , the manufacture of horcruxes will harm the body. After all, the production of horcruxes needs to tear the soul, and the wounds on the soul will be more or less reflected on the body. As for whether Voldemort has carried out the experiment of changing the blood, I don't know , maybe there is."

The Quibbler's article was such a hit that it quickly overshadowed the Harry Potter article.After all, the prestige of the savior was based on defeating the Dark Lord. In comparison, of course, the news about the Dark Lord himself attracted more attention.

"I never thought that one day I would be grateful for the existence of Voldemort." Harry complained, he was no longer surrounded by people at last, although people still inevitably took some strange eyes when they looked at him, but for Harry It is said that these strange eyes are no different from those inexplicable worship eyes before.

Anita rolled her eyes. Her situation was the exact opposite of Harry's.Many people have more or less guessed that Anita is Voldemort's daughter.It's just that neither Anita nor Voldemort publicly admitted it, especially Voldemort did not admit it, so everyone tacitly pretended not to know.But under the explosive news that Voldemort is a mixed race, many people want to know the "insider" from Anita.Fortunately, the Slytherins are much more reserved than Gryffindors, and Anita is also very cold to the outside world, so the siege did not happen to Anita.Even so, Anita couldn't be bothered.

Slytherin House has been full of undercurrents and turbulent atmosphere these days, even a big killer like the final exam can't calm Slytherin down temporarily.Although many Slytherin families only use the theory of pure blood as a tool to gain benefits and status, there are still some who are staunch supporters of the theory of pure blood. The fact that Voldemort is a mixed blood inevitably dealt a certain blow to his prestige and power .However, the core members of the Death Eaters are all controlled by Voldemort with the Dark Devil logo, which guarantees their loyalty to Voldemort.Of course, the fluctuating people's hearts are unknown to others.

The Quibbler magazine was destroyed as expected, and the editor-in-chief of the magazine was also wanted by Death Eaters.Fortunately, the Order of the Phoenix had already prepared for this, and there were no casualties.The Death Eaters tried to ban the release of The Quibbler, but sales of The Quibbler hit new highs instead, and the dead-end war between The Quibbler and the Daily Prophet continued in full swing.

Before I knew it, it was the last day of the semester, and when I was busy packing my luggage, the test results were announced.Draco, Anita and Hermione dominated the top three as usual.Perhaps stimulated by the report card in the "Daily Prophet", Harry's grades this semester were unexpectedly good, almost getting all O's, except for Divination and Potions.Harry's Divination class has been a mess, and as for Potions class, Harry was surprised that he passed it, knowing that every time Severus saw his expression, he looked like he wanted to kick him out of school.

The next day, the Hogwarts Express train was about to leave, but Draco still didn't show up. Anita hurried to the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor, and Draco hugged her.Draco exclaimed excitedly, "We did it! We did it!"

"What?" Anita suddenly woke up, "You made the Philosopher's Stone?!"

Mr. Diary handed the Philosopher's Stone to Anita, and Anita held the Philosopher's Stone in her hand and looked at it carefully.The color of the Sorcerer's Stone is ruby ​​​​close to garnet, and its appearance is between translucent and transparent, with the characteristics of the sun.The Philosopher's Stone was much heavier than it looked, heavier than any metal Anita had ever known.In addition, the Sorcerer's Stone is like an ordinary red gemstone, which does not emit any power, and there is no response to testing it with magic power.

"Is this the Philosopher's Stone? How do I use it?" Anita asked.

"According to the records in the book collection in Salazar Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets, people can only be resurrected with the help of a magic circle," said the diary gentleman.

"By the way, is there something wrong with you rushing here?" Draco asked.

"Damn! Train! We're going to miss the train." Anita put the Philosopher's Stone in her pocket, pulled Draco up and ran.

By the time Anita and Draco arrived at the station, the train was slowly starting.

"Anita, quick! Take my hand." Harry was standing at the door of the carriage, and he stretched out his hand to Anita and shouted.

Anita quickly ran a few steps, grabbed Harry's hand and boarded the train, and Draco was also pulled up by Harry.

"Thank... thank you..." Anita said breathlessly, she could have gone home directly with Severus through the fireplace, but Severus didn't know what Dumbledore had sent for these days , not in Hogwarts, she can only go home by train.

"You're welcome," said Harry.

"Hiss," Harry suddenly frowned and covered the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead, his eyes fixed on Anita's pocket.

Anita subconsciously covered her pockets and asked vigilantly, "What's wrong with you?"

Harry blinked as if he had suddenly come to his senses, and he shook his head in a daze and bewilderment, "It's nothing, it's just that the scar suddenly hurts."

Could it be because Harry sensed the existence of Mr. Diary?

Anita narrowed her eyes and looked at Harry for a while, Harry moved uncomfortably, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Anita didn't notice anything unusual, she took the lead to look away, "Thank you for your help, Draco and I went to find an empty carriage, we had a good summer vacation." Said and Draco turned and left .

"You too." Harry stood there looking at Anita's back, a red light flashed quickly in his eyes.

On the other side, 221B Baker Street.

"Do you want me to beg you?" a woman said.

"Yes." Sherlock said.

"Please." The woman was silent for a while, "You're right, I'm sure I won't live for half a year."

"Sorry about dinner," Sherlock said.

The woman closed her eyes, and when she opened them, she looked blank for a moment. She quickly looked at the people and furnishings in the room, and quickly deduced the general development of the matter.

"I'm sorry," the woman said, looking Sherlock in the eye.

Sherlock, who was about to leave, frowned puzzled.

The woman had no intention of explaining, she ran to the window in a few steps, quickly pushed the window open, and when she was about to jump down, she found that someone was pulling her wrist.

"You're not her," Sherlock said, his eyes very confused, but his tone sure.

"You're right." The woman admitted directly, "Myname is Eileen, not Irene. I am not the woman." After speaking, she smiled slightly, broke away from Sherlock's hold on her hand, and jumped downstairs.

Sherlock poked his head out and looked downstairs, but there was no sign of the woman on the entire street, she seemed to have disappeared from the air.