38 years of past events

When I rushed to the Ministry of Magic and opened the door of the heavily carved office, he was sitting at the expensive pear wood desk drafting some documents, the gold buttons on his collar were buttoned to his neck meticulously, and the bridge of his nose was erected. A pair of glasses seemed to make him more ministerial.

"It appears that you are indeed well suited to be a Minister. My dear uncle."

The sarcasm in his tone just made him look up and give him a hollow smile.It seemed that it was really like being hit by the Imperius Curse.

"Umbridge sent people to Hogwarts to capture the Mudblood students today, did you know that?"

He nodded in a daze: "It seems to be the case."

"Then the theft from Gringotts, the resurrection of the goblin Griphook, do you know all of this?"

"I really haven't heard of these things. Maybe I should know what you mean."

I turned around his table and sneered, "Okay, okay, let's change the question, did you send a letter to Steklando when he was dying in the old house of Thinknes? my mother?"

"Nothing, he swore never to see—" He paused.

I couldn't help applauding for him: "That's really good, my dear Uncle Pierce, until today, I realized that you are not only a qualified politician, but also an excellent performer!"

"It was still discovered by you." His eyes were so shrewd after removing the emptiness of the disguise, "Since when did you know?"

"It's not early, just now, but it's enough for me to confirm this conjecture."

"I think I'm pretty good at pretending."

"Yes, and you know I won't use Legilimency on you, I trust you." I pointed my wand at his head, "But you dare to deceive me!"

"Calm down, young man. It's not a good thing to inherit the irascibility of the Salazar family." He removed the wand on his head indifferently, and then leaned back into the chair behind him, "At least your mother won't hopefully."

"You are not qualified to comment on my family, or even my mother. You betrayed her many years ago. You gave her letter to Stekrando, and today, you betrayed her son. "

He let out a long sigh, "So that's the case, so you were the one who appeared in the old house many years ago?"

"Yes, didn't expect that? I went back to the past and witnessed everything."

"Yes, yes, I didn't expect that one day you would go back to the past, and neither would your mother." He took off his glasses, and continued with a faint smile: "But so what? You change Can't change what happened, can't change the established fact, oh, I guess you must have seen how my poor sister died, she-"

"Shut up!" I don't want to hear him tell me the cruel truth again, "Think about yourself. Compared with those, today I want to know what kind of reasons prompted you to betray us, betray you as The faith of a pure-blood wizard."

"Faith?" He laughed as if he had heard something very interesting, "You tell me about the beliefs of pure-blood wizards, Randolph, my dear little nephew, no one told you that the beliefs of politicians are those votes cast?"

"But you are already a minister, we killed your political enemies, killed Scrimgeour, and made you a minister, isn't that enough!"

"Not enough! Of course not enough!" he roared.Get up from the chair and face me, "What you need is not a minister, but a decoration, a puppet, a sculpture in front of Merlin's portrait, you cast an Imperius Curse on me, manipulate my consciousness, and make me surrender to that person— —”

"It's the Dark Lord! Great Dark Wizard!" I corrected him.

"Yes, yes, up to now, everyone calls him that, but he was the one who fled to Albania because of the smuggling of poppy!" There was a cruel irony at the corner of his mouth.

"what are you saying?"

"Do you think it's as simple as I just handed that letter to my father? Do you think I don't know what that guy named Tom Riddle did back then?" He walked out from the pear blossom table, his tone seemed to be narrating A very ridiculous and long-standing thing: "Let me tell you, I have read your mother's original letter and the letter that Steklando revised and asked me to hand over to him later, and, on the day of graduation In 100, I personally wrote a letter to Grover, then Director of the Department of Justice, didn’t you expect that? He really should go in and squat for the rest of his life with more than [-] kilograms of opium coffee!”

"How is it possible? You have clearly—"

"Obviously it's all forgotten, right? You saw that memory, Dumbledore gave it to you, right?" He smiled disdainfully, "He always does this, and spares no effort to deal with that person, but now I tell you, That was a modified memory, yes, Tom Riddle did forget about me at the time, but!" He looked into my eyes, and told me slowly in a deep voice, "Your mother didn't Tell you? I am the only one in the Thinknes family who is immune, all the Oblivion Curse and Imperius Curse have no effect on me, and even Dumbledore doesn't know about this. So..."

"So, from the beginning to the end, you didn't fall under Evira's Imperius Curse! You pretended to be all this and deceived everyone!"

"That's right! In fact, since I knew Dumbledore was dead, I had a premonition. Only that idiot Scrimgeour was still self-righteous, so I knew what he wanted to do the day Evira came to me. Why? No, I obey your wishes, you can still help me kill Scrimgeour, if one day, that boy really kills you, and I get away with the excuse of being cast the Imperius Curse, I am still a minister." He said smugly.

"You think the minister is crazy!"

"Aren't you crazy?" He refuted me fiercely.

"Hasn't Tom Riddle been planning all this since many years ago? He deceived my sister! He wanted to use my family to achieve his goal of entering the Ministry of Magic. Yes, he almost succeeded, My father loves my sister so much, at her request, Yingka's matter was suppressed, and the Ministry of Magic also sent the first letter of employment, but!" He paused, staring With wide eyes, he continued word by word: "I can't let this happen!"

"So you snitched on Director Grover!"

"That's right! If he really enters the Ministry of Magic, I will never have another chance..." When he said this, there was anger, unwillingness and loss in his eyes.

"I knew a long time ago that I was going to be like my father. The children of the Thinknes family were destined to be excellent politicians. We kept moving forward on this road, and I! More than anyone keep it up!"

He paused and continued: "You know? The body that is immune to the Forgetting Curse and the Imperius Curse has one of the biggest disadvantages. It damages the memory of the brain. I have to memorize a spell twice, and a magic spell. I have to make up the medicine twice, and I have to record even a simple attendance with a pen, which is really annoying!" I remembered the attendance diary I saw when I went back to the old house of Thinknes, Indeed.

"I secretly swear, I have worked hard for so long, and I will never let a penniless poor student completely occupy my father's attention and support, so I not only did it, but also persuaded my father and the one who only helps outsiders My sister drove out of the house together."

"You!" I pointed my wand at him angrily, "But even without him, you are not a minister! After so many years, look, you are just a director, and your current minister is a charity from us!"

He smiled, "So what, my dear little nephew, think about yourselves, I guess the students are starting to rebel, and the secret hidden in Gringotts has been discovered?"

"You did it on purpose! You used Umbridge's Muggle Registration Committee to catch students, you stirred up all resistance against us, you let Griphook go, and the goblins went to find Harry Potter! From the very beginning you Just trying to kill us!"

"Of course, as long as that boy doesn't die for a day, he may kill you. As long as you are finished, I will be a veritable minister."

"Damn it! Crucio!" Cruciatus was quickly dodged by him, breaking off a corner of the table.

He pulled out the wand he had hidden in his sleeve earlier in the morning, "Don't worry, my little nephew, you won't be able to catch me."

"I can kill you! Right now!"

He shrugged nonchalantly, "Do you know what I was writing just now?"

I remembered he was indeed writing something when I came in.

"That's a letter I wrote to the International Union of Wizards." He pointed to the clock on the wall with a smug smile: "Look, they should be here soon, and they will work with the Order of the Phoenix to release the numbness here." Melons and Mudbloods, they will all rise up against you, Hogwarts, Diagon Alley, Hogsmeade, everyone! All wizards! They will rise up against you, and you will only become angry in anger. What a mess!"

"Then you are going to die now!" I raised the wand in my hand, before the spell was fired, there was suddenly a loud bombing sound outside.The ceiling and walls collapsed so suddenly that I teleported out of the way.

At this time, the battle outside has already begun, and more and more members of the Order of the Phoenix came to the rescue. They formed a united front with the Mudblood wizards and blew up many departments of the Ministry of Magic. Mlitch broke away from it and asked me what to do.

I grabbed her arm, pointed my wand at the Dark Mark, and instantly a skeleton exploded in the sky.

The Order of the Phoenix, feeling out of shape, began to lead a large number of wizards out.However, a gust of wind swept in, and billows of black smoke broke in through the window, and more and more gathered here. In just a while, all the Death Eaters had already landed on the ground.

"Don't let any one go, kill them all!" I said.

The spell hit four times at once, and I returned to the bombed minister's room in the chaos. Pierce had already sprinkled Floo powder into the fireplace behind him, and he said to me: "Goodbye!"

asshole!Don't think about it!

The spell hit the fireplace and was instantly blown to pieces. I rushed over and grabbed his neck, "Where do you want to escape now? My dear uncle!"

The way he stared at me angrily gave me a strange pleasure. I swallowed my throat and watched him in pain in my hand. I suddenly felt an inexplicable mania, as if I wanted to drink What.

Suddenly he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something to me, I slowly approached, and he said, "You are also...mud...kind of..."

My heart was hit hard, and then I couldn't control it anymore and bit down on that neck!

I felt his struggle, his voice for help was hoarsely swallowed in his throat, and my teeth were becoming extremely sharp to penetrate his flesh, and his blood flowed into my throat bit by bit , that bloody and warm taste, let me taste the unparalleled satisfaction and pleasure for the first time.

Until the sound of "boom", something fell from my neck, and the image of my father was intertwined in my mind for an instant, and I suddenly woke up from this sinking!

Pierce was released, and he fell to the ground twitching in pain, his eyes were wide open, his face was extremely pale, and blood was dripping from a hole in his neck that was bitten out at the moment.

I touched the blood on my lips and was shocked.Rolling up the sleeves, the mark of being bitten by the werewolf on the left arm no longer exists, but, why, I still do this!

Looking at Pierce's blood, that kind of hunger was stirring from the bottom of my heart again.I restrain myself from thinking about it, but...

Horcruxes!Heal everything that can't be healed, transcend everything that can't be surpassed, I will transcend all life and death on the edge of sin!

I remembered the passage I saw in the basement that day. Although I couldn't understand it, I now had the urge to kill bloodthirsty, and the feeling was getting stronger and stronger.

I got up and approached Pierce. He had been sucked so much blood that he was almost dying. He was panting with difficulty on the ground, and I felt the excitement in my body getting stronger and stronger.

I softened my tone and chose to finally tell him the truth: "You know, you have planned so much, but you only miscalculated one thing, the Horcrux! Harry can't really defeat us."

I leaned down and looked into his eyes for the last time and smiled, as I did when I saw him for the first time: "Goodbye, my dear uncle!"

Let us transcend all life and death on the edge of sin!

"Avada Kedavra!" At that moment, not only his life was taken away by death, but also my soul. The 20 years of past and sorrow and joy were intertwined into countless pictures in my mind, and finally I was violently torn out of my body , completely shattered in the darkness, ceased to exist!

At the same time, the person on the ground also completely stopped twitching and breathing.

I picked up the dropped locket, and in the refraction of the shattered glass, I saw my pale complexion and blood-red eyes.

The fierce battle outside is still going on, I wiped off the delicious blood stains on the corners of my lips before going out, I know, there are some roads, and there is no going back, and the locket on my chest——Since then, I have been with my father exist!

The author has something to say:

Little Basket finally split his soul, he and his father stayed in the same locket, next time I have time to write an article about what happened between Little Basket and Dad in the locket...