Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 18: Old House
"Baby, are you kidding me?" Narcissa at the table let out an incredulous scream.
"I don't think I have." Malfoy said calmly.
"I don't agree, how could there be homework on Christmas, and you have to run to such a far place, you said, did your giant teacher arrange it." Narcissa slapped the mahogany fiercely. Into the dining table. "I must let your father fire him. It's hard to imagine Hogwarts willing to hire a murderer as a teacher."
"Oh, mother, he is just a janitor now." Malfoy explained slowly. "This is just an extra-curricular homework in the Potions class. It is not a hard and fast rule, but shouldn't your son be the best? Any task should be completed perfectly, shouldn't it?" Malfoy paused and added : "The potions teacher is called Severus Snape, and you should also know..."
"Snape." Narcissa said the name once. "It seems to have worked with your father, but I still disagree." Narcissa said after thinking about it. "Are you willing to leave your mother alone at home on Christmas?" Narcissa seemed to squeeze some tears from her eyes.
Malfoy is speechless for a while.
"I'm back." A middle-aged man suddenly heard a gloomy voice from the marble fireplace.
"Mother, I think there is still a father who can accompany you now." Malfoy couldn't help but a hint of joy in his tone.
"I was absent when I should be there, and I came back when I shouldn't." Compared to Malfoy, Narcissa's tone was very bad.
Lucius, who was in the dust, obviously didn't understand the situation, and looked confused. He came to the table and took a sip of honey tea, and then Malfoy explained it to him.
"The people of the Malfoy family are not reckless people, but they are not people who lack courage." Lucius turned his head and said to Malfoy, "Of course Dad supports you."
"I think back then, I too..." Then he showed a look of nostalgia, as if he was thinking of his school days.
"Enough, I don't know what your mess is." Narcissa is in a bad mood now, so she seems to use Lucius, who is about to remember, as a punching bag.
Lucius, who was interrupted, smiled awkwardly and stopped talking, obviously not wanting to argue with Narcissa who was angry.
In a word of the TC people: "Why bother with the festival?"
After lunch, Malfoy bid farewell to his parents and began today's trip.
Before he left completely, he went to the Muggle vegetable market and bought a few beef bones. He didn't know what he was using.
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The villagers of Little Hangleton still call this house "Riddle House", even though the Riddle family hasn’t lived here for many years. The house is located on a hillside, from here you can see the whole village. The windows of the house were sealed, the tiles on the roof were incomplete, and the creeper crawled all over the house with its teeth and claws. Riddle House was originally a very beautiful mansion, but it was still the most spacious and magnificent building within a few miles, but now it has become damp, desolate, and uninhabited all year round.
And today this mansion welcomes a young guest. He has light blond hair and a black pocket in his hand.
Malfoy was walking on the wide road, during which a few good villagers asked him where he was going. It would be curious to know that any new face appeared in such a small village. When Malfoy said his destination, every villager who asked him changed his face. Obviously, in their impression, the house has a terrifying feeling. The murder 50 years ago left a deep impression on these small villagers.
After persuading no results, the villagers shook their heads and left helplessly. They were very puzzled by the boy's behavior, because no one wanted to approach this gradually desolate house.
Except for Frank, he is the caretaker of this house, a gardener.
In the murder case fifty years ago, he was the biggest suspect. He had been on the battlefield. The villagers speculated that his spirit was a little abnormal because of this, and murdered the Riddles.
The police also thought he had a major suspicion, so he took him back to the police station. Frank denied the allegations, and he stubbornly repeated that he was innocent over and over again. He said that on the day the Riddles died, the only person he saw near the house was a teenage boy he didn't know. The boy had black hair and pale face. No one else in the village had seen such a boy, and the police believed that Frank had fabricated it out of thin air.
But the autopsy report makes it impossible for the police to start. The police have never seen a report more weird than this. A group of doctors examined the corpse and concluded that none of the Riddle family was harmed by poisons, sharp weapons, or pistols, nor were they suffocated or strangled. In fact (the report went on in an apparently confused tone), the Riddle family of three looked healthy-except for one point, they all died. The doctors noticed (it seems that they are determined to find something wrong on the body), everyone in the Riddle family has an expression of horror on their faces--but as the already helpless policeman said, who Ever heard that three people were scared to death at the same time?
Frank was released.
What makes people even more amazing is that he actually returned to his cabin in the Riddle House garden.
The new owner of the mansion neither lives here, nor does he use the house for any purpose. It seems to be doing something about taxation? The people in the village don't know ~IndoMTL.com~ However, the wealthy homeowner continued to spend money to hire Frank as a gardener.
"咚咚咚." The door of the house was knocked.
Frank stood up slowly from the chair in the yard, limped towards the gate with his crutches, maybe it was a hidden wound left on the battlefield, or maybe it was his old age, one of his The legs are very inflexible, so I can only rely on crutches to help me walk.
While walking, Frank wondered who would come to this house.
"It certainly won't be those little ghosts, they are not so polite." Frank thought to himself. The boys in the village always like to throw stones on the windows of Riddle House. It took Frank a lot of effort to keep the grass level, but they rode their bicycles on it. Once or twice, they even broke into the old house in order to bet each other.
He believed that these boys tortured him because they, like their parents and grandparents, thought he was a murderer.
The door was slowly opened, and the old door was touching the ground with an unbearable rubbing sound.
"Oh, boy, what's the matter with you here." After opening the door, Frank saw a strange boy with a pale face and light blond hair, which was different from what those little ghosts gave him. He felt The child was very temperamental. Looking at Malfoy, he seemed to recall the pale, black-haired child back then.
"Sleep, sorry," Malfoy said softly, then raised his wand. "Faint!" A red flame shot from the tip of the staff and hit Frank.
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