HP trickle down

The original magnificence and atmosphere of the Porter Manor are gone, and what remains in place is only a piece of ruins.

James looked at the ruins and felt his own bewilderment.

"James, I'm sorry." Dumbledore said regretfully.

"This is not my house...Principal, this is not my house! My house is big and beautiful, with Doria and Charles in my house... This is not my house, this is not!" James trembled all over, looking at the ruins, he tried his best to Convince yourself that this is a dream and that this is not real.

Dumbledore grabbed James' shoulder and said softly: "Charles and Doria started to explode, the manor exploded, they..."

"They're inside... No! There's the foul stench of dark wizards and Death Eaters here, Charles and Doria hate them!" James immediately climbed up the ruins, forgetting that he was a wizard, and threw away pieces with his bare hands Stone, move away all the murderers who scratched him to meet his parents.

"Papa papa" he threw stones one by one, and they fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Dumbledore could still feel the magic power fluctuating in the manor, but when he came here, Dumbledore didn't see a death eater's body or blood, it seemed that the main battlefield was still in the manor.

So where are the bodies of Charles and Doria?Only their energy cores in the manor can activate the self-destruct system, that is to say, Chales and Doria are in the deepest part of the ruins of the manor.

Dumbledore immediately used the Elder Wand to cast magic to break the stones. Since he knew they were in the deepest part, it would be no problem to brute force the top.Who cares if it hurts the corpse of a Death Eater?

James' fingers were already bleeding, but these stones were moved to another place because of Dumbledore's magic. James watched the movement of these stones blankly.

"James, try to sense the house-elf of the Potter family." Dumbledore needs these sensitive little things to determine the location of Charles and Doria, although he knows that even if he sees them, he'd better It's just two complete corpses.

The manor exploded from inside to outside, and Dumbledore didn't think Doria and Charles would survive.Being able to make the decision to self-destruct the manor, Charles and Doria also had the determination to die.

James forced himself to calm down, looking at the ruins, his heart was filled with sadness.What's the point of these damned house elves being alive if their parents are dead?

"James, we need them to find Doria and Charles..." Dumbledore didn't make it clear what they were looking for.

Hearing this, James rekindled a little hope that his parents were still alive, and he immediately tried his best to sense his house-elves and call their names.

After a few explosions, a group of bewildered elves appeared in midair. They burst into tears when they saw James, and fell down one after another to hit their heads on the ground.

"My master is still alive..."

"It's all black tea, it's useless, it can't protect Mrs. Madam..."

"It's all Nini's fault. Nini didn't protect the master's house well, and Nini didn't protect the master well."

…A series of confessions, crying, and kowtowing sounds, James and Dumbledore felt their heads ache.

"Nini, help me find my parents." James ordered immediately, not wanting to waste time listening to the house elf's confession.

"Of order, master." Nini disappeared in a flash.The rest of the house-elves were still kowtowing and admitting their mistakes because they didn't have James' order.

When he heard Nini's name, James already felt his heart was cold. If Charles was not dead, he should still be called the little master by the house elves, especially since Nini was in charge of taking care of Charles. house elf.

When Nini reappeared, along with her were the corpses of Charles and Doria lying peacefully on the ground with their hands clasped.

James burst into tears in an instant, and he rushed to his parents, something in his heart was gradually collapsing, and he couldn't figure out why it was them and why they suffered bad luck.

Dumbledore whispered a few words in Nini's ear, and Nini disappeared again, and when she returned, many portraits appeared on the ground.Nini picked out a portrait and handed it to Dumbledore, who received a compliment from Dumbledore, and instantly burst into tears of excitement.

James was still crying, Dumbledore calmly walked behind James, patted James on the shoulder, and said: "We should let Charles and Doria rest in peace now, I think this portrait is exactly You need."

James stared blankly at the portrait that Dumbledore handed him, on which were people he was familiar with, and two people were smiling and greeting him in the portrait.

When her fingers touched the glass surface of the portrait, Doria stretched out her hand peacefully, and she touched James' fingers through a layer of glass. James' tears poured out of his eyes like a torrential river again.

"I'm sorry, James." Doria said apologetically, with tears in her black eyes.

Charles held Doria's hand tightly, looking at James was also very uncomfortable.Now they will never be able to touch their children.

"Ah!" James cried out, hugging the portrait tightly in his arms, as if hugging his whole world.

Dumbledore looked at James, and his memory flew back to that summer long ago.

"Pfft!" Voldemort couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, and there were only two people behind him, one was Bellatrix Lestrange, and the other was the evil werewolf Fenrir Greyback.

There were more than a dozen people who followed him, but now there were only two left, and the more Voldemort thought about it, the more aggrieved he became.In particular, when the explosion occurred, he was at the center of gravity of the explosion, and suffered the most damage, but he immediately chose to forcefully break through the magic circle formed by the manor's self-destruction.

But he was still shocked by the aftermath, and Greyback was still struggling to break through from the periphery because he was a dark creature and had a certain resistance to this kind of physical attack.He was originally the queen of the palace, but he didn't expect to save his life because of this.Thinking about it now, Greyback also felt lingering fear.

Among the three of them, Greyback was the most seriously injured. If he didn't return to Voldemort's manor as soon as possible for treatment, he would die of his injuries.But Voldemort lost too many of his men this time because of his miscalculation.

Although Greyback was just an insignificant dog in his eyes, he had no one to use, so he could only choose to save him.

Voldemort endured the pain of his own magic riot and wanted to use Apparition, but there was no way to use it.

Bellatrix still feels that her magic power is chaotic, and she can't use the spell.As for Greyback, he was the most injured, and it was even more impossible to use the spell. He just didn't want to die so much, so he could still act now.

Voldemort's dictionary of life definitely does not include the word admit defeat. Voldemort forcibly suppressed his magical chaos, used all his strength to perform Apparition, and forced Bellatrix and Greyback back to his manor.

He knew that as long as he was a little later, Dumbledore, the damn old fox, would definitely find him by following the scent.The current situation is very unfavorable to him. Dumbledore has no idea of ​​fairness or unfairness. He will definitely catch him or kill him first.

What Voldemort hated and feared the most was Dumbledore's decisiveness in this regard. He would not use his precious life to take this risk.

Compared to being caught by Dumbledore, Voldemort would rather be seriously injured by a magical riot.

There were still many senior pharmacists on standby in Voldemort's manor. Voldemort immediately found his own potion and drank the stable magic power, and then had someone heal Bellatrix himself Greyback.

The information provided by Lucius was correct, but the viciousness of the two men, Chales and Doria, was beyond Voldemort's imagination.Wouldn't it be great if these two people could be used for themselves?Why bother to follow Dumbledore to be a member of that hopeless Turkey Club.

Being a pure blood, but fighting for Muggle Mudbloods and dirty half-bloods, the wizarding world is really getting more and more depraved.Therefore, the establishment of Death Eaters is absolutely necessary. To cleanse this dirty and boring world, only excellent races can become the masters of the world.

The really good ones are all pure blood, and the dirty and lowly mudbloods and half-bloods are all garbage that should be cleaned.

The more Voldemort thought about it, the more excited he became, and finally his heart felt hot, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

It stands to reason that Bellatrix was with Elvid, if both of them were on the periphery, then both of them should have survived, but in fact only Bellatrix was there peripheral.

Voldemort had an intuition that something was wrong here, so he wiped off his blood casually, knowing that something must have happened to Bellatrix while she was out on a mission.If it wasn't for that, Bellatrix wouldn't be the only one showing up.

Nagini smelled Voldemort's breath, crawled out of her den, and walked around to Voldemort's side.The strong smell of blood type filled the whole room. Nagini, the colorblind lady, was very familiar with the sweet smell of blood, and immediately asked worriedly: {Tom, what's wrong with you? }Voldemort's eyes are a little lax now, his vision is blurred, even doubled, but his hand still accurately touched Nagini's head, and said: {Don't worry, I am the eternal Voldemort, I will not dead. } Nagini rubbed Voldemort's hand, feeling the coldness of Voldemort's palm, and shaking her head uncomfortably.Being a snake, Nagini clearly likes a temperature that warms her up.But this was Voldemort's hand, and Nagini would never withdraw her head before Tom stopped it herself.

You know, in this life, Nagini likes Tom the most. If it wasn't for Tom, she would probably have died long ago.

{Someone betrayed and killed immediately. }Voldemort's fingers outline the outline of the little princess. Although Nagini's bucket waist is terrible, who made him like Nagini?

After all, Nagini's mind is still a child, and she has no idea what Voldemort's so-called betrayal is.The tenderness of her Tom's fingers on her was enough for her to understand, without needing to elaborate.

People who always want to let themselves find happiness will not have happiness at all.People who can't go with the flow can only make themselves pitiful and ridiculous.