HP Cronos

Merope curled up on the cold and wet ground, with his face pressed against the dirty floor, shivering from the cold.

How she hopes, hopes that she has the strength to resist.

But she didn't.

Even with a wand, she couldn't use magic, and now that the wand had been snapped in two, it was lying on the ground like rubbish.

That was the only thing her mother had left her, besides the locket.

Why does she want to live in this world?Why did the mother give birth to her?Why was she born in such a hell?

No one could tell little Merope the answer, never had.

There is no other way but to endure.

She knew this was her destiny.All the hopes she had had would turn out to be false in the end.

She knew everything when she opened the door.

Behind the door stood her nightmare from childhood to girlhood, Morfin Gaunt grinning ferociously, revealing a few missing teeth.

"You're easy for me to find, sister," he said in Parseltongue, "if you hadn't gone to that Muggle's side to throw yourself into a trap, and Dad happened to see you in the street, we might not have found you. "

Merope knew that he couldn't escape, but he still couldn't help but flinched back.

"You're still pregnant? You're pregnant with a Muggle seed! Let's see what Dad will teach you when he finds out." Morfin rushed in and grabbed her by the hair, and dragged her out, "Okay, come back with me now."

"No...don't..." Merope said tremblingly.

She can't go back...they won't let her have a Muggle baby...they'll kill the baby!

"How dare you refuse? How dare you refuse!" Morfin Gaunt said angrily. He kicked Merope in the stomach and was protected by her body.

The first floor of the Leaky Cauldron was full of people coming and going, although there is no one in the upstairs corridor now, they can be easily spotted by others, Morfin Gaunt said impatiently: "Okay, come with me quickly. Or Do you want to wait here with me to see how I kill the woman who was with you?"

"No..." Merope whispered, "...I'll go with you...please...don't hurt her..."

Morfin Gunter dragged her up by pulling her clothes: "Then don't dawdle, come with me quickly, Dad can't wait."

Merope was pushed and shoved, and left the Leaky Cauldron in a daze.She wondered how long it would be before Nora found the locket she had hidden under her pillow.

help me.She prayed in her heart.Save my child.

Nora looked around to Gaunt's cabin.

There was a layer of dirt on the window, and it was impossible to see clearly inside.She didn't hear anything outside either.

After observing for a while, she carefully opened the door with a dead snake nailed to it.

There is no one in the house.

The room was horribly dirty and had an unbearable stench.Nora went in, holding her nose.

There was leftover food on the table. Fortunately, it was winter and it hadn't gone bad, but it was as hard as a rock.The food appeared to have been stolen from town.

At least it means that there were people here not long ago.

But where are they now?

"Merope! How dare you?!" Her father's furious voice seemed to echo in her ears, mingled with Morfin Gaunt's gleeful laughter, "The descendant of Salazar Slytherin, my daughter, Eloped with a Muggle! Dirty Muggle!"

Morfin Gaunt laughed and clapped his hands.

"Do you know how angry I was when I came back from Azkaban, when I opened the door and saw that note?" Marvolo Gaunt asked.

Merope knelt down at his feet, crying and begging: "Please, father, please, forgive me this time, I won't dare again."

Marvolo Gaunt kicked her and rolled her aside, and Merope subconsciously protected her stomach.

"She's still protecting the Muggle baby," said Morfin grimly. "I think she's still trying to have it."

"Of course she can give birth to it," said Marvolo Gaunt cruelly. "That's all. The little bastard will be strangled at birth."

He picked Merope up by the collar, looked at her carefully, and shouted, "Where's the locket?! Where did you get the Slytherin relics?!"

He uncontrollably grabbed Merope's throat and shook her, causing her to roll her eyes.

Morfin Gaunt said, "Don't strangle her, Pa."

Marvolo let go of his hand, and Merope fell softly to the ground, panting heavily.

"Where's the locket? Where did you get it?" Marvolo asked.

"On... on... the girl I was with..." Merope replied, panting, "I can... find her... to get back..."

"You go?" Morfin Gaunt sneered. "Father, she must be trying to escape. Let me go! I'll teach that girl a lesson and get the locket back."

"My dear son, it's good that you have the heart," Marvolo said approvingly, "but those Ministry bastards are coming to haunt us again - that's why they gave this bitch Take advantage of it. You'll have to trick her into coming here—the Ministry of Magic doesn't know about it—and then we'll get to her."

"Cheat it? Good idea!" Morfin Gaunt grinned. "But what are we going to use to cheat?"

"Just use her." Marvolo pointed at Merope indifferently, "They seem to be in a good relationship. Tell her, if she dares not come, or inform someone else, don't even think about seeing her again. Your sister is gone."

Nora searched all night and didn't come back until Christmas Day, but Merope still disappeared.She could only stare at the locket alone in a daze.

There is less than a week until New Years.

She could only pray to Merlin that nothing would happen to Merope, and that the child in her womb would be safe and well.

Another three days passed in a blink of an eye, and there was still no news at all.

Nora simply set up a tent next to Gaunt's hut to watch, but found nothing.

Today is New Year's Day, and Merope has been missing for six full days.

Nora returned to the Leaky Cauldron with a tired body, but was stopped by a man on the way.

The man's dirty, ugly, jagged teeth were missing a few, and his eyes looked in both directions like Merope.

The man said something to her, but Nora didn't understand a word.

She suddenly realized that he was speaking Parseltongue.

"Speak English," Nora said. "Where's Merope?"

"Come with me, I'll take you to see her." The man said in broken English.

His eyes were full of malice.

"You bring her," said Nora, "and I can give you money."

"Money? We don't care about it." The man smiled bitterly. "If you don't come with me, you will never see her again. She will be beaten to death, together with the ugly lump of meat in her stomach."

Nora has no choice.

Today is 1926, December 12st, if nothing else, Tom Riddle will be born today.

Her safety is no longer a concern now.

Nora followed Morfin Gaunt without hesitation.

The hiding place that Gunter and his son found was an abandoned factory.

The Ministry of Magic officials, who were already ineffective during the Christmas season, had no intention of working. The two of them wandered around here for so long, and they didn't know how much they stole from Muggles and how much damage they caused.

The factory was dark and cold, with a musty smell.Nora tried to illuminate with her wand.

"No wand!" Morfin Gaunt snarled.

Nora had to put away her wand and walked in the dark.

There was light ahead, a man was warming by the fire, and lying on the other side away from the fire was a woman with long hair hanging over her face and a bulging belly. It was Merope Gaunt.

Nora's heart tightened.

"You're finally here." The man warming by the fire raised his head. He had a wrinkled face that looked like a fierce old monkey, and his sharp eyes swept across Nora's face.

"It took no trouble," said Morfin Gaunt, "as soon as I mentioned my mean sister she promised to come."

They spoke Parseltongue, and Nora couldn't understand a word of it.

Merope let out a weak groan, and she struggled to open her eyes: "...Nora..."

"I'm here, don't be afraid." Nora reassured her, and she said to Gunter and his son, "I'll give you money and let Merope follow me."

"Money?" Marvolo Gaunt showed contempt similar to that of Morfin Gaunt, and he jumped up violently. "To a noble blood like ours, money is nothing. You are insulting us." What?!"

Nora was more or less used to the Gaunt nervousness.

"Okay, hand over the Slytherin locket."

The words were in English, and Nora understood them.She took out the locket and showed it to them: "The locket can be given to you, but I will take Merope away."

"Are you bargaining with us? With what my ancestors left behind?! With the relics left by the noble Salazar Slytherin?!" Marvolo Gaunt was furious.

Nora didn't know what he was yelling about, it wasn't a good thing anyway.She took a step back and gripped her wand tightly.

"Stop talking nonsense with her, Pa," said Morfin Gaunt languidly in Parseltongue. "Take care of her."

"Run... Nora... run..." Merope suddenly shouted.

"Shut up, you bitch." The irascible Marvolo cast a spell that hit her.Merope broke out in cold sweat from the pain.

"Stop!" cried Nora, but Morfin Gaunt had drawn his wand at her, and from his wand came one curse after another, while Marvolo Gaunt was tormenting Melo with the curse. general.

Nora threw herself in front of Merope and untied her.

At the same time, her back was hit by an unknown curse, the curse cut her skin, and the blood soaked the thick winter clothes.

"Run!" Nora gritted her teeth, "Run!"

The author has something to say: there is one more chapter, this world ends.

It's almost over, and I feel a little excited.

☆、The Bell of Destiny in the final chapter

Merope couldn't remember how long it had been since he had eaten.

Her belly was empty and her lips were dry and cracked.The child who has been deprived of nutrition for a long time wriggles restlessly in her belly.

She knew he was going to be born.

hold on.She told him.Wait, now is not the time.

She had never wanted to live like she did now.

She wants to live for him.The idea took root in her mind.

During these days, she drank the water from the melted snow and ate their leftover food.She endured their abuse in silence, protecting her stomach.

"If I die, you won't get the locket back," she said. "This is where the Slytherin blood ends."

Gaunt and his son were naturally furious, but they had to admit that what she said was true.

Despite Merope's best efforts to stay alive, she was getting weaker and weaker day by day irresistibly.

She knew she might not be able to see him grow into a tall man with her own eyes.

Not once did her premonitions of death fail.

Come on, Nora.She thought, I hand over my child to you, please take care of him.

"Run! Run!"

Merope staggered to his feet.

"Don't try to run!" Marvolo Gaunt yelled, and a curse flew towards Merope, just flying past her scalp.

"Disarm!" Nora roared, and Marvolo Gaunt's wand flew out of his hand.

"Run! Merope!"

Merope stumbled and ran out without hesitation.

"You can't get away!" cried Morfin Gaunt, and struck her with a spell.

A sharp pain spread, and Merope gritted his teeth and ran out the door.

Nora threw every offensive spell she could think of at Morfin Gaunt, and he was sent flying against the wall.

Marvolo Gaunt took the opportunity to pick up his wand, and another spell cut Nora's thigh, and blood gushed out.She gritted her teeth and shouted with the last of her strength: "Fiendfire!"

The black flame was burning blazingly, getting bigger and bigger, it devoured everything greedily.

Marvolo Gaunt's robes were on fire, and he screamed and tried to extinguish the flames, but soon it spread all over him, and soon consumed him.

Morfin Gunter watched this scene in horror, he reacted, snatched the locket from Nora's hand, and ran out of here without looking back.

In 1926, on New Year's Day, there was heavy snowfall on the road, and a remote corner of London was desolate and deserted.A bloody woman came to the gate of this orphanage with her last strength.

She held a baby in her arms, with a wrinkled face and wet blood all over her body.

Mrs. Cole recognized her as a woman who had just given birth.She was surprised how this woman gave birth to a child in such weather and walked all the way here.

They sent her in.But obviously, the woman has exhausted her life, and her eyes are slack.

"Tom Marvolo Riddle," she said, "his name is Tom Marvolo Riddle. Tom Riddle...his father, Marvolo...my father..."

The voice seemed to be squeezed out of her throat with great effort.

"Tell him... I love him." The woman said with the last of her life, "He will be as handsome as his father... live in peace...happy..."

Finally, the woman kept her protruding eyes open.

It is not auspicious for such a thing to happen on this day, but what else is there to say?

Someone let out a soft sigh and closed the eyes for the woman.Mrs. Cole lifted the baby from the woman's arms.

Strangely, the woman's body was as cold as an ice cave, but the black-haired baby wrapped in swaddling clothes was as warm as a flame.

Nothing changed, and on this night a baby named Tom Marvolo Riddle was born.Shortly after he was born, he lost his mother.After that, he will spend 11 years in this orphanage until he receives an invitation from the wizarding world.

But, indeed, something has changed.

The child, who had been quiet until now, burst into tears in Mrs. Cole's arms, so sadly.

"He doesn't want to leave his mother's arms," ​​thought Mrs. Cole. "Poor little one."

Nora felt that her temperature was slowly passing away with the flow of blood.The whole body is a sea of ​​flames.

She no longer has the strength to take back the spell, and can only hope that the Ministry of Magic will deal with it sooner.

She knew she was going to die.

Nora Gray will die very young.

No matter how she struggles, how unwilling, how regretful, this fact cannot be changed.

It was a matter of fate, more ingrained than Tom Riddle becoming Voldemort.Countless worlds, countless periods of time, no matter how many times it is repeated, the stone of Sisyphus will roll off the cliff, Oedipus will kill his father and marry his mother, Merlin will fall in love with Vivian at first sight, Odin's Gangnir will hit its target.This is called destiny.

She already understood.

Why was Nora Gray caught in the vortex of time and space?Because Nora Gray foolishly believed in the magic circle in the black magic book, holding a ten-thousandth hope that it could really bring the dead back to life.The magic circle is of course fake, and it serves no purpose other than taking the life of a poor girl.

Nora Gray should have died long ago.But she lingered for so long.In this world, she has only the last person she cares about, and she hopes that he will be well, that is her last wish.The God of Time heard her prayers and gave her a little mercy.

Every time a Horcrux is destroyed, her connection with the world will be weakened.When the last piece of Tom Riddle's soul returned to its place, it was time for her to leave.

She is going to die.

But it doesn't matter.Tom Riddle will grow up by his mother.He will learn to love.

The last Horcrux, Tom Riddle's kinship is sealed in the locket.

Perhaps from the moment he learned of his life experience, the so-called family affection in his heart has died.

His father regarded him as a nightmare and a devil, and his mother chose to die after giving birth to him-she was clearly a witch, but she was unwilling to struggle to live.

Not anymore.

Nora didn't know that Merope was also under the curse, and in her premonition, Merope would survive and take the money she left them, under the pillow in their room.

Tom Riddle will grow up well.

No more Voldemort.Everyone, Black, Potter, Longbottom, Malfoy, Weasley... They lived as usual, some people still secretly ridiculed the "Mudblood", and some people still sneered at the pure-blood wizards who thought they were superior, just like someone Some people prefer cats, while others prefer dogs.

There is nothing on Harry Potter's forehead, and he lives happily with his parents in Godric's Hollow.

One day, 11 years later, Tom Riddle will receive an admission letter written in emerald green ink, meet a professor whose aesthetics is as distorted as the bridge of his nose, and enter a school called Hogwarts The school, without a doubt, is sorted into Slytherin House.

As for the girl named Nora Gray, it was a little innocuous detail, maybe he would never see her, maybe they would never speak to each other.Maybe they will pass each other in the corridor, one wearing a silver-green tie, the other wearing a gold-red scarf, no longer have any intersection.

But something really existed, even after her death, no one knew about it.

That's enough, enough.

Nora thought before losing consciousness.

On the last day of 1926, heavy snow fell, and the city of London was enveloped in a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere, celebrating the arrival of the new year.

No one knows that in this snowy night, a baby was born, a mother died, and a visitor from a foreign country lay in an unknown corner and quietly closed his eyes.

The New Year's bell rumbled across the Thames, through the castle of Hogwarts, through time.

The author has something to say: HE you want.

Saying so might get you punched.

But everyone doesn't have to die.As for Nora and Merope—they were dead the moment they came out.

This ending is written together with the beginning.Been lying around in my docs for years.

Notice!This article is not over yet.The episode is not on yet.

☆, True Ending Kronos Blessing

Her vision gradually blurred.Nothing could be seen but black flames everywhere.

In the mist, it seemed that someone was staying beside her.

She didn't have the strength to raise her head, nor did she have the strength to confirm the hallucination that the god of death was approaching.

"You won't die."

Someone whispered in her ear.

The blessing of Kronos, travel through time and reverse fate.

Nora lay in St Mungo's Hospital for three months.

Fortunately, the explosion she concocted did not hurt anyone except herself. With the plea of ​​Dumbledore and good student Tom Riddle, Principal Dippet did not expel her and allowed her to return to Hogwarts after recovering. Ci continued to study.

Meanwhile, Tom Riddle was awarded a Special Contribution Medal, which hangs in the prize room, for his heroic act of rescuing a classmate from an explosion despite his own safety.The letters Tom Marvolo Riddle gleamed.Professor Dumbledore said with a smile when awarding him the medal: "You really should come to our college."

"I think Slytherin is better for me, Professor," he replied politely.

Nora lay on the hospital bed and had plenty of time to reflect on her mistakes.The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she was really stupid. Such a suspicious magic circle looked fake.If it were so easy to bring people back to life, there wouldn't be so many tragedies in the world.

Nora misses the final Yule Ball at Hogwarts due to treatment.But Tom was with her, or rather, he had been with her all these months.

"Don't you need to go to class, study for exams or something?" Nora asked him.

"I asked for leave." Tom, who was reading a book, raised his head, "The professors have no objections."

The professors, of course, have no opinion.What's your opinion on a straight-A student who can even get A's in a neurotic Divination class?

In the seventh grade, when everyone was so busy with NEWTs, he was the only one who was free.There was no doubt that even if Tom Riddle hadn't touched a wand for a year, it would have been more than enough to pass with straight A's.

Nora wondered what Tom wanted to do after graduation.He seems to be able to do anything, and no department will reject such a newcomer.

On Christmas Eve, despite the shortage of supplies during the war, the Muggles lit up fireworks for a long time to celebrate.Nora, standing by the window in a Tom Riddle coat, opened the window to watch the fireworks.

"When I was in a coma, it seemed like I had a long, long dream, but I don't remember anything." Nora said, resting her chin.

"Dreams are mostly forgotten." Tom stood beside her.

"But I always feel a little regretful." Nora said, "It seems that I have forgotten something very important."

She looked up at Tom, and he was looking at her.Nora belatedly smelled Riddle's breath on the jacket, which was clear and clean, and her face suddenly flushed.

She watched his face approach slowly, her heart beating faster and faster.

A nearby firework exploded with a bang.A long overdue kiss landed on her lips.

A familiar smell surrounded her.Nora puts her hand on his shoulder hesitantly and cautiously.

This Christmas, snowflakes are still falling outside the window, sporadic fireworks are blooming in the air, and the cold wind outside the room can't blow away the warmth in the room like spring.

After that night, everything returned to normal, as if nothing had happened. Tom still sat in front of the hospital bed, reading one book after another, and occasionally took care of the moldy patient.

But today he was clearly not as focused as usual.Because the patient was rolling on the bed hugging the pillow.

"I think I'm done," she said. "I'm ready to leave the hospital."

Tom had to put down the book to appease the frizzy Gryffindor lion: "The therapist says you'll have to stay at least another week."

Nora said suddenly, "You never asked me to dance. Every Christmas."

"I don't think there's anything to regret about that," said Tom. "There's a long way to go."

Indeed, the average life expectancy of a wizard is 127 years, so they have at least 110 years to live.

Nora, who returned to school, received condolences and interrogation from all sides.Everyone had heard that Filch's worst fears had happened—a Gryffindor had actually blown up the school.Peeves took off his hat and saluted her as soon as he saw her.

Nora went to the prize showroom to see Tom Riddle's medal. She touched her chin and asked, "You haven't won this award before, have you?"

"Of course, this is the first."

"I always feel like it's been here all along."

"Nobody bombed a school before."

The dangerous creature raised by the giant half-breed of Gryffindor is out again, rampaging through the corridors, causing confusion until the professor comes out to make things right.

"Fifty points from Gryffindor!" the professor announced angrily, "and you, you have to go to detention every week!"

Hagrid held his "baby" tearfully and refused to let go, swearing that it posed no threat to humans.

It would be more convincing if it wasn't grinning there.

Ravenclaw's girl Myrtle hid in the women's bathroom and cried as usual. When Nora passed by, she asked, "Why do you want to look at me?"

"I didn't look at you."

"You must be laughing at me!" said Myrtle to herself. "Poor Myrtle, no one likes her. Unlike you, I have a boyfriend who is the head of the school boy."

"I didn't think so," Nora argued in vain, but she didn't have time to dwell on it because her student council president boyfriend was still waiting for her.

Today is Saturday, Hogsmeade Village Open House.Buy, relax and date.

The first real girlfriend of a Slytherin prefect was a Gryffindor, and the two houses have mixed opinions on this.

"I have long seen that there is something between the two of them." A roommate of the woman who did not want to be identified said, "The two of them stayed out at night together in the fourth grade. I suspect that they have been dating in private for several years. "

"It's good that Nora didn't let those buzzing girls in Slytherin take the lead," said a Gryffindor classmate. "We Gryffindors support her. If Tom Riddle dares to We were the first to break his leg."

"That Gryffindor girl must have used immoral means." A lady from Slytherin House who did not want to be named revealed to us. "I saw her use an owl mail-order love potion with my own eyes."

"Thoughts? No comment!" said Mr Abhaxter Malfoy of Slytherin House.

"I'm very happy that Tom can have a girlfriend." A certain Hogwarts professor said, "At first, I wondered if a boyfriend was more suitable for him."

In any case, those two people walked side by side in the corridor aboveboard and confident, looking like a match made in heaven.

In 1944, Hogwarts was safe and sound.

Tom Riddle graduated from Hogwarts in 1944.When he left, the girls, regardless of school faction, bid farewell to him with tears, and the boys were also reluctant to leave.The big Gryffindor boy named Hagrid cried with snot and tears, took out a handkerchief the size of a tablecloth from his pocket and wiped his face, crying as loudly as a group of Slytherin girls.

Tom and Nora were married shortly after graduation, witnessed by President Armando Dippet.

Wizards are generally divided into two factions, one faction gets married almost immediately after graduation, and the other faction enjoys a single life when they reach their first ten years old.As soon as Hogwarts came to the graduation season, the marriage rate of wizards soared.

Because of Tom Riddle's popularity, many people came, almost all the professors from Hogwarts came, including Professor Dumbledore, whose congratulatory gift was a coupon for one year of Honeydukes.

When giving the gift, he said meaningfully: "This is the most peaceful wedding I have ever witnessed in my life."

Professor Slughorn said in his speech: "I am very happy to witness the marriage of two outstanding students from Hogwarts. I still remember the first time I saw them, young, immature and full of potential , time flies, and now they are grown up and their relationship has finally blossomed. It is no exaggeration to say that Mr. Tom Riddle was the most studious, humble and gifted of all my students. As he Dean, teachers and friends, I sincerely hope he can have a happy and successful marriage."

Nora took advantage of Tom and became one of the outstanding students.

Everything went so well that even Tom Riddle maintained a perfect smile as he accepted Dumbledore's present.The cacophony came from a row of red-eyed girls biting handkerchiefs and Professor Slughorn, who was trying to persuade the groom to go into politics.

"I didn't expect you to get married so early, I mean, a rare and outstanding young man like you... No, I sincerely wish you a happy marriage. But, look, Malfoy, the girls of the Black family are all broken for you , I always thought you would marry a girl from our academy instead of...cough...Nora is of course a good girl..."

"In addition, you still hope that you can consider my suggestion. I have many acquaintances in the Ministry of Magic. They send gifts and greeting cards every Christmas. Among them are several directors. I guarantee that you will be promoted very quickly in the Ministry of Magic , within five years, or even within three years..."

"I've thought it all out, Professor," interrupted Tom politely.

On the other side, his radiant new wife walked towards him.

He held her hand, and the two walked onto the red carpet together to accept everyone's blessings.The rose rain that symbolizes love falls one after another.

"Okay." Slughorn, the ten thousand-year-old bachelor, resentfully said, "It's really enviable, young love."

The author has something to say: True HE is here.

You have to believe that I am a good person who keeps my word. I was very happy yesterday just to hide it.

This is actually a two-way redemption story.The episode will show Tom's perspective to see Nora's true one hundred deaths.

All the candies are in these two chapters, please watch and cherish.

☆, True Ending Cronus' Blessing

Tom Riddle and Nora Gray began traveling the world shortly after their marriage.

In 1945, Albus Dumbledore defeated Grindelwald.In the same year, Headmaster Appert stepped down, and Dumbledore assumed the post of Headmaster of Hogwarts.

At that time, the Riddles had crossed the Mediterranean to Egypt.They traveled to Africa and visited the local wizarding tribes.The ancient witchcraft practiced by African wizards does not require a wand as a medium.

Then they crossed the Atlantic and arrived in South America.They followed Argentina all the way north to Brazil, from grasslands to rainforests.I have seen many novel creatures, magic and potions.

They crossed the Panama Canal to Central America, where Nora gave birth to their first child, a dark-haired boy who closely resembled his father.They named him "Ehecarto Riedel," the name of the feathered serpent god in Aztec mythology when he appeared as the wind god.

The birth of new life did not affect their journey.The three of them traveled through Mexico to the United States.Tom became interested in Muggle technology there, and even used a few obfuscation spells to infiltrate the Muggle university.

In the American Academy of Magic, there is a snakewood whose leaves can cure diseases. It is said that the snakewood wand of Salazar Slytherin is buried under it.

Snakewood wands were uncommon, and Ollivander even refused to make wands from this material.Still, they broke some branches.

After traveling around the world, take a magically transformed ship and slowly cross the Pacific Ocean.

They visited Japan, China and India in turn.There are dozens or even hundreds of magic schools scattered in China.Chinese wizards are probably the least pedigreed group of people in the wizarding world. Of course, the actual reason is probably that many of them are non-marriageists, and it is difficult to sustain without absorbing new blood from Muggles.

Perhaps because of this, the connection between Chinese wizards and Muggles is extremely close.The war took a considerable toll on them.

Chinese wizards' fanatical pursuit of immortality coincided with Tom's, so they stayed there for a long time.They used a small-scale disguise technique to pretend to be Chinese, and Ehecarto's Chinese was even better than English.

When Ehekato was six years old, their second child was born in India, a girl named "Vasugina Riddle", also a strange name, derived from the female snake goddess Suji in Indian mythology, By the way, the jewel on the head of the female snake god is called "Nagini".

Speaking of Nagini, she disappeared in India for a while.She reappeared with a slightly distended belly, and Nora thought she was pregnant, which Tom didn't think was possible.

Soon, Nagini gave birth to two eggs, and Nora waited eagerly for a long time to confirm that there were only two eggs.It took her a long time to persuade Tom not to throw the egg away.After laying eggs, Nagini curled up comfortably by the fire, squinting his eyes and snoozing, not feeling the master's anger at all.

"Nagini occasionally needs...to deal with his own kind." Nora reassured.

Fortunately, Nagini's "adulter" has never appeared, and she doesn't seem to remember that she has laid two eggs, and she still rubs her master's trouser legs without any grudges.

Two young snakes hatched from the eggs, a male and a female, each of Echkato and Vasugina.

After leaving India, they crossed the Arabian desert, returned to Europe via the Middle East, wandered around the European continent for a few more days, and even made a circle around the Balkan Peninsula.

Originally they also