Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 458 The Riddle Mansion
The Daily Prophet,
Part [-] of the third edition, follow-up reports of the Death Eaters series:

According to our reporter’s confirmation, at 56:[-] a.m. last night, the famous Death Eater, Bellatrix Lestrange, had turned into an irrational beast due to the aggravation of his ghoul-like symptoms.

[Ministry of Magic Dark Monster Management Affairs Office] An emergency meeting was held to coordinate with stakeholders to solve the problem...

In the end, it was concluded that leaving Bellatrix in such a miserable situation was an inhumane act, and it was an extremely cruel thing for a wizard... even a Death Eater,

So after an emergency ruling by the Wilmerson court, Minister Fudge issued the 235th death sentence of this century on the spot.

On the basis of respecting the rights of every wizard, the Ministry of Magic obtained the consent of his husband Lestrange,

——In order to prevent Bellatrix from further becoming a man-eating dark monster, Azkaban and the Department of Law sent Aurors to kill her.

It is said that Bellatrix's body will be handed over to her sister, Narcissa Malfoy, wife of the famous pure-blood wizard family after being harmless, and will be buried in the cemetery of the Lestrange family.

By Rita Skeeter, Ombudsman, Ministry of Magic Contributing News, Chief Contributing Correspondent, Daily Prophet

--what!

"This guy deserves it!"

Black took a gulp of milk and added.

"This……"

The sandwich Arthur was holding in his mouth fell onto the chipped porcelain plate.

He couldn't believe it, so he picked up the newspaper and read it again.

"This guy actually..."

"I remember her only relative seems to be Narcissa Malfoy?"

"Well, apart from her husband, the madwoman really has only one relative, Narcissa, Malfoy's wife..."

"These guys from the Ministry of Magic should have done this a long time ago... It would be best to execute all the Death Eaters. They have done so many heinous things...the outstanding Aurors of the Longbottoms are still in St. Mungo's Hospital...not to mention those members of the Order of the Phoenix who died..." Black added bacon to the bread slices, and said vaguely with a vicious bite.

Arthur shook his head and let out a long sigh, "It's not that easy... Especially after a case like yours happened, Fudge is even more afraid of taking responsibility (Black pouted contemptuously),... Besides, the opposition of the pure-blood family forces behind the Death Eaters is also an important factor..."

"This time, if Bellatrix hadn't directly turned into a man-eating monster that was almost a shame in their eyes... the pure-blood wizards would not agree to the death penalty this time."

"You're right!" Blake agreed after thinking for a while, "Indeed... I can't understand it all too well. Turning a pure-blood wizard into a savage and filthy beast that they have always despised... That would make them feel more humiliated than torture or execution."

"Otherwise, those guys would never agree to this kind of thing happening. I guess these pure-blood wizards initiated the resolution this time."

"Very likely, I remember that most of the staff at the 'Ministry of Magic's Dark Monster Management Office' seem to be mostly pure-blood wizards." Arthur sighed and put the newspaper down again.

"That's what the Ministry of Magic is like... It's almost never changed. In the final analysis, it's still a game of power and rule... Careerists and capital..."

Black sneered, took the newspaper back from Arthur, and he flipped to another page to continue reading.

He saw another noteworthy piece of news.

This time, the Quidditch World Cup finals will be attended by representatives from the Ministry of Magic of many countries.

Blake picked up the fried egg and took a bite, it was a bit old,

He took a big sip of milk, and then looked at the news carefully again,

"Arthur, can I ask you something?"

"What?" Weasley refocused his gaze on the Muggle electrical manual without lifting his head.

"What happened to the Ministry of Magic this year? Why do I feel that Fudge seems to have devoted all his energy to diplomacy with the Ministry of Magic of other countries... Moreover, so many countries, even the Ministry of Magic in East Asia, have sent representatives to participate... This is not common."

Arthur Weasley raised his head and stared at Black for a long time, and finally waved his hand and said, "I don't know either...but there have been rumors in the Ministry of Magic these days...it is said that Fudge is going to hold a large-scale event at Hogwarts or other places that invites wizards from all over the world...The Quidditch World Cup final is all about drills and experiments."

"A rumor from the Ministry of Magic? It seems that there are nine out of ten... true."

"Arthur!" Black suddenly put down the newspaper, and shouted in a low voice,

He heard someone coming in from outside... and it wasn't just one person.

"I'll go and have a look..." Arthur Weasley also raised his vigilance, after all, on the surface, this is a Muggle community... and Sirius Black's arrest warrant is still hanging on the [Leaky Cauldron] and has not been cancelled.

Arthur Weasley picked up his wand on the table, squeezed past Black, and walked cautiously outside.

After a while, Arthur shouted.

"Okay, Black, it's Snape and Professor Dumbledore!"

Blake took a sip of milk, wiped his mouth, and went out too.

In front of the sofa in the small living room stood the dusty Dumbledore and Snape. They looked tired, as if they hadn't closed their eyes for a few days.

After they were seated (Snape summoned some more battered chairs), Dumbledore said, "Well, I have something to ask of you, Black, and only you can do it."

"What's the matter? Tell me!" Black always respected Dumbledore.

"I heard that Harry is going to watch the Quidditch World Cup final."

"Yes, that's right, with our family... my sons, and Ron and his friend... Hermione Granger!" added Mr. Weasley.

"Oh, so you have to go with Black...to protect him and Potter together!"

Black looked at Snape. The guy had a very ugly face and obviously knew the news a long time ago.

Dumbledore then said to Arthur Weasley, "Arthur, it's not that I don't believe you, but I have received a very reliable news that someone will attack the Quidditch World Cup final... There is a high probability... I suspect that Harry is the target of the attack."

"Although I told Fudge the news, he didn't seem to care...it's understandable, because most of the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic will be there at that time, and no dark wizard will be crazy...to plan an attack at this moment."

"However, I'm also very sure of the reliability of the news, so I'll leave it to you, Black..."

Black was very happy in his heart, he didn't expect that he could go to see Harry openly.

"Although I also want to go to the scene to prevent this possible attack, Fudge also invited me to watch the game...but Snape and I still have a lot to do." Dumbledore said gently.

"Professor, I'm fine." Black quickly agreed.

"At that time, you will continue to transform into Padfoot, and Arthur will carry it..." Dumbledore said, "After all, you still cannot appear in front of the world with your current identity... Don't worry about Fudge, I will tell him when the time comes... But you should not appear in front of everyone as Black."

"I see!"

Dumbledore and Snape took a short break, and then discussed in detail with Arthur and Black some topics about Bellatrix and the rumors of the large-scale event of the Ministry of Magic.

For some reason... Maybe it was a delusion, but when it came to Bellatrix, it seemed to Black that Dumbledore and Snape didn't want to talk about it.

"Okay, we still have something to do... we can't stay here for too long." Dumbledore and Snape stood up, ready to leave.

When leaving, Dumbledore seemed to suddenly remember something, and asked Black casually, "Black...has Harry written to you...say something..."

"What?" Black scratched his head, not understanding what Dumbledore wanted to ask.

"Didn't Potter face Voldemort directly last semester? As you all know... He has a very special connection with Voldemort... I'm a little worried whether he will be affected by his dark magic power... For example, will he dream about what happened that night... I heard Lupine say that Harry would be affected by such effects when he was learning the [Patronus Charm] to face dementors."

Black had also heard about this matter, and he replied hesitantly, "It should be fine, if Harry was really affected, he should have told me..."

Blake was also a little worried.

"Really? If Harry writes to you...can you tell me? After all...after what happened last semester, I'm a little worried about Harry's mental state..."

"Ok!"

For some reason, Black felt that Dumbledore's expression after talking about Harry was a little unpredictable, and he no longer looked as calm and gentle as before... He seemed to be expecting something, and he seemed to be relieved.

When Black was stunned, Dumbledore and the others had already left here.

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Spider's End, like the foul river around it, is hated by the world for its stench of decay.

And many miles away, a place quite different from Spinner's End, was likewise abandoned and falling into disrepair.

But slightly different, this old house located on the hillside wilderness was deliberately forgotten due to people's fear, and gradually became desolate and dead.

Riddle House, as the people of Little Hangleton call the old house,

Although the Riddle family hadn't lived here for many years.

This former house was the most magnificent and spacious building in the village, but now it has become overgrown with weeds and overgrown with insects and ants... Spiders, scorpions, wild cats and poisonous snakes have become the new owners here.

It's summer now... it's better, if it's autumn and winter... the howling cold wind crosses the windows that haven't been sealed, making ghosts and wolves howl... plus there are withered creepers everywhere on the outer walls of the house, and broken tiles that fall from time to time... no wonder the people here are very afraid of this place.

Of course, if that's all it is - this mansion wouldn't be reduced to what it is now.

After all, with a little care, this house can become an extremely beautiful villa, and it is located at the highest point of the village, with the best scenery here... Looking down from the second floor, you can see the whole village, as well as the nearby deep forest, wilderness, and lake scenery, especially in winter and summer... It is a good place for city people to relax and vacation.

But the owner of this house changed one after another, but they didn't really live in it for a long time...the house didn't even want to take care of it...

This makes the rumors in people's mouths even more outrageous.

Moreover, the 'bizarre and terrible' case half a century ago added a bit of horror to this house.

This terrible incident was brought up time and time again by the parents living in Little Hangleton, as a scary story to scare children and let them go to sleep obediently.

Because of this... No one can tell the truth of the story in the repeated mentions and embellishments, and each family has its own version of the 'scary point'.

Witches, devils, serial killers...resurgent zombies, ghostly revenants...or cold-blooded spies from the Red Soviets...

Of course, the most widely circulated and most acceptable among them is the gardener of the Riddle family, Flake Bryce...he killed the Riddle family.

Especially not long ago, when Fleck Bryce moved out of the cabin in the courtyard of the Riddle family with his few tattered luggage, the flames of gossip that had disappeared in people's hearts were rekindled.

The residents of Little Hangleton gathered in the pub to resume this old story.

People once again decided that Fleck was the criminal in the murder case.

"I just think he looks so weird and annoying... When that incident happened back then, only he had the key on the back door, so he could do it quietly..." The drunk at the bar vaguely and impatiently told the young man about the incident in detail.

"Bryce had a terrible temper back then..."

"Yes, I went there to play when I was a child, and I was beaten once with a cane by that strange guy...Let me say, that murderer should have been thrown into prison a long time ago." Said a rather sloppy fat man.

As for the unknown cause of death of the Riddle family back then, it was even more rumored in people's mouths.

"It's made of some kind of poison..."

"Bryce must know black magic..."

"He's a devil..."

"..."

But the Little Hangleton Muggles couldn't imagine... At the same time, in the Riddle Mansion, there was a real 'demon'... He was furious, making his only two servants tremble with fear.

(End of this chapter)