the Gambler

The hall was in a mess, and the walls were covered with traces of spell attacks. A huge crystal chandelier fell in the center, and the crystals on it seemed to be crushed back and forth, as fine as dust.The glass on the window frame has also disappeared, only a few pieces that cannot be dropped are still connected, and the curtains next to it are also in tatters, and some are even engulfed in black flames.

All that could be heard were Harry's heavy breathing.The Death Eaters remained motionless and silent, as if under a Silencing and Immobilizing spell collectively.

Voldemort smiled triumphantly: "It seems that the Elder Wand finally fell into my hands."

Harry laughed dryly twice.

"Now, let's talk about something more interesting." Voldemort moved a few steps closer to where Harry was, and slowly took out a snakeskin bag from his arms. Harry could tell at a glance that it belonged to my own.

"Hey! It's mine!"

Voldemort raised his non-existent eyebrows, and replied as a matter of course: "It belongs to me now." Saying this, he stuck his long, spidery fingers into his pocket and took an utterly unnecessary amount of time to remove the silvery white cloak, which Harry guessed was intended to make him anxious.He succeeded, the boy thought indignantly.

"This is the most beautiful invisibility cloak I've ever seen." Voldemort sighed and scratched across the soft fabric, eyes full of greed, "So precious and so perfect—"

"That's still mine!"

"It must have cost a fortune. Who gave it to you? Dumbledore?"

"That's the ancestral treasure of the Potter family." Harry suddenly felt evil, and cast a mocking glance at Voldemort. "It's a pity that only the Potter family can use this invisibility cloak."

Sure enough, Voldemort's face changed immediately. His scarlet eyes carefully examined Harry's face. After making sure that he was not lying, he threw the cloak aside, took out a holly wand and a yew wand from his snakeskin pocket, and threw them on the table. above.After taking out one after another of the weird products belonging to the Weasley twins, Voldemort's originally happy mood fell to the bottom.Even the atmosphere of the whole room became very bad.

The Death Eaters didn't dare look up at Voldemort, they were already huddled together and knelt on the ground.Harry could barely make out Snape's figure from the inside. Even though he was wearing a mask, the man still smelled faintly of potion ingredients.He took a closer look again, and found that he couldn't find Lucius Malfoy's dazzling blond hair. He was sure that the man had stayed in the manor before, so he wouldn't have been sent some mission by Voldemort?

"Winch!" Voldemort shouted suddenly, and a female house-elf appeared out of nowhere, bending down and bowing deeply to Voldemort.Voldemort pointed to the pile of things on the ground, and said angrily, "Throw these things into my room, and bring Lucius to me by the way. I believe it won't take that long to patrol the manor."

The elf raised its huge head and looked at Voldemort in horror.Her slender body kept shaking, banging her head against the fireplace, and muttering something softly.Voldemort showed a disgusted expression, stretched out his wand and waved it casually, Winch stopped moving, turned around like a robot, his face was still full of panic and anxiety.

"Where is Lucius?"

"Master, the master left the manor half an hour ago!" Winch said sharply.

"Where's Narcissa?"

"Mistress and master!" the house-elf trembled even more, tears welling from her eyes, mixing with the snot.She lifted the tea towel she was wearing around her body, blew her nose hard, and started crying loudly.

"Where did they go?" Voldemort asked viciously.

"Winch doesn't know, Winch doesn't know anything, Mister Dark Lord!" The elf shook his head vigorously.

"Severus, get rid of her."

Harry let out a choked scream and looked at the lifeless body of the house elf in horror. He glared at Voldemort and growled angrily: "The house elves have nothing to do with them running away!"

Voldemort ignored him and continued to fumble in the snakeskin pocket.His face suddenly changed, and Harry's stomach sank, and he saw the man take out the familiar Gaunt ring from his pocket and put it in his hand, and continued to eagerly take out the handwritten book with a dark red cover, Voldemort completely Cool down.

"Why do you have this?" Voldemort's slender fingers slowly slid across the spine of the book, "I can feel my own magic, this is something that belongs to me."

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Harry admitted bluntly, this is something Tom bought from Diagon Alley, it can't possibly belong to Voldemort, can it?Is it a coincidence? "I didn't know it was yours."

Voldemort flicked through the manuscript, lingering on one page for a long time, his eyes darting to Gaunt's ring, his frown deepening.Harry waited patiently for more than ten minutes, and Voldemort snorted coldly: "I don't remember this notebook, but the magic on it obviously belongs to the creeping spell, and it has my handwriting on it."

Harry pursed his mouth tightly. He thought carefully about the few times he had glimpsed the manuscript, and the writing on it was indeed familiar.Damn he didn't realize something so obvious!He stayed with the diary for nearly half a year in the second grade!

In a luxuriously decorated room in the right wing of Malfoy Manor, a fluffy woolen blanket is placed in front of a roaring fireplace.There was a rustling sound in the silent room, and Nagini's thick and long body lazily climbed off the four-poster bed, slid onto the woolen blanket and made a ball, and she put her head on the support next to her, comfortably Close your eyes and enjoy the warmth of the fire.

A person quietly sneaked into the concealed room, and Nagini immediately opened his eyes and made a threatening hiss, expressing his displeasure at being disturbed sleep.

"/Nagini./" Tom stepped out of the shadows poisedly, "/Long time no see./"

Nagini tilted his triangular head and seemed to be thinking.Tom smiled sullenly, walked slowly to the armchair in front of the snake, sat down, and stretched out his right hand.Nagini hesitated for a moment, then put his head in the boy's open palm.Tom tapped a few times, and Nagini made a pleasant sound.

"/You're Tom boy./" Nagini spitting snake letters, "/Young Tom, I can feel the exact same soul, but it can't be, you shouldn't exist in the same place as my Tom. Two Tom, oh, my brain hurts a bit./”

"/This matter is very complicated./" Tom admitted that Nagini's mind might not understand the meaning of time travel, but he just likes the other's simple character, or it is too simple.Nagini is not as fierce as she looks. She is a lazy viper. Tom fell in love with her when he first saw her in the orphanage. Be happy to be your own family.The Nagini was useful as a weapon to intimidate Muggle children, and soon the slugs were afraid to come within five meters of Tom, and the latter was happy to do so.

"/Oh, you smell of that Potter boy, and he smells of you, too./" Nagini said confused, "/I've been wondering why he's in the cellar instead of the bedroom, they've clearly fucked, but The Potter boys don't look good every time they see my Tom./"

"/That's complicated too./" chuckled Tom, who hadn't '□□' with Harry, but didn't bother to explain.Nagini's straightforwardness would be the best way to tease Harry.

"/Looks like the one who fucked the Potter boy was you, not my Tom./" Nagini nodded, "/But you and my Tom are the same person. That's troublesome./"

"/Then you shouldn't think about troublesome things anymore./" Tom shrugged and said indifferently, his fingers kept scratching Nagini's scales, and the giant snake rolled comfortably on Tom's legs, From time to time, I would sigh in agreement: "/Yeah, that's right there, use more strength! That's right! That's it! It's so comfortable, I'm about to melt—/"

"/I haven't seen you for a long time./" Tom couldn't help feeling, "/You are so big now, the last time I saw you was only the thickness of a branch./"

"/The thickness of the branch? That was really a long time ago. 50 years, 60 years? It's about the same anyway./"

"/How did you meet me again?/" Tom asked, "/I must have been missing for a while, 17 years ago./"

"/That's right. Your Death Eaters are cowards, and when you disappear, no one will take care of me!/" Nagini complained angrily, "/ Then I went to Albania alone Life in the forest. But just six years ago you popped up there, looking so bad I could barely recognize it. Then we lived together for a while, and a cowardly, stammering wizard came to the forest Inside, what's it called, Quirrell? Kipo? Whoever he is./"

"/and after?/"

"/You're attached to the back of his head, and that stinky guy brought me back to England from Albania, and we've been living together ever since./"

"It's disgusting. I didn't even know I had fallen to this level." Tom clenched his fists, full of disgust. He felt that his dignity had been smashed to the bottom during the narration just now.The overwhelming negativity almost took his breath away.

"/Tommy what's wrong with you?/"

"/It's okay, Nagini, I'm just so happy to finally see you again./" Tom told a white lie to Nagini's concerned eyes. The relationship between the two of them has always been good, and Nagini can say Tom's first and only friend.He pretended to be cheerful and asked: "/Do you want to live with me?/"

"/What about the other Tom?/"

"/He'll be back later./"