[HP] Morfin Gaunt

"I want to talk to you."

After Voldemort said this, Morfin stopped what he was doing and looked at his nephew, his thoughts drifted away: It seems that Qin Yu and himself are also at the same age when they talk with this attitude.He clearly remembered that Qin Yu put a bunch of skirts prepared for him by his mother, his grandmother, in front of him, and said with a serious face like white jade: "The teacher in the kindergarten said, boy They are all men, so you can’t cry, and you can’t be as squeamish as a girl. But the clothes my grandma gave me are for girls, so I don’t want to wear them anymore. Dad, go talk to grandma.”

The chaotic scene in front of him made Morfin a little dazed, but after a little distraction, he regained his senses: "If you have anything to say, just tell Tom, uncle is listening."

"Uncle...Uncle, I am not a child anymore, can you stop treating me like a child." Voldemort felt that it was not an option to let Morfin treat himself like a child. It's hard to imagine what kind of predicament I'll be in when Morfin comes up on a whim, or a new damn cute thing comes out of that damn tailor. "I don't like...dolls and jumpsuits and little things anymore, I'm a grown-up."

Listening to Voldemort expressing his opinion, Morfin felt that the nephew in front of him was very cute. As the saying goes, the more you talk about yourself, the more your child will be a child.He is eager to express the meaning that he has grown up, but he doesn't know that such a serious expression and words, coupled with his face with a little baby fat and the extremely cute rabbit costume on his body, just want to be rubbed in his arms.

Voldemort didn't know Morfin's hidden impulse at all, and continued to say: "I can walk by myself, I don't need to be hugged, I don't like others touching my head, I can take a shower by myself, and, I Don't like duck, don't like sweets."

After Voldemort finished speaking as clearly as possible in a child's tone, he looked at Morfin and told him his firm position with his eyes.The reason why these requests are made is to make myself suffer less in the days to come.After thinking about it, Voldemort felt that he should stay with Morfin.First, for now, he will not be disadvantageous to himself, and he can provide himself with a good life; second, if he receives an admission letter from Hogwarts, he believes that combined with Morfin's current performance, he will He won't let himself stay in this room alone, so he can go to Hogwarts to learn a little bit of magic, which will pave the way for his proficiency in subjects such as spells in the future. Dumbledore stared at him too early; thirdly, Gaunt, as the last pure blood of Slytherin, naturally attracted the attention of many nobles. Once the news of Professor Morfin's teaching spread, many nobles would naturally come Make friends, in this way, as Gaunt's nephew, he will automatically gain a high status in Slytherin, and the blood of Slytherin is always the most respectable.Because of these points, he will have to spend the next few years with this changed Morfin.

Mofen resisted the desire to hug his nephew, and carefully thought about the request made by his nephew. It seemed that he didn't like the preparations he had made for him?Immediately, Uncle Morfin felt a little frustrated, but he couldn't agree to all the child's willful requests: "Tom, I can put away the dolls, ducks and puppets, or give them away. But I don't wear any jumpsuits. It's too wasteful. Besides, it is made of very soft and warm cloth after all. It is comfortable and good for the body if you wear it more often. If you don't like to wear it outside, you can wear it as home clothes. Since you don't like people Hug, uncle will naturally not force you, walking and taking a bath by yourself can be regarded as an exercise for your self-care ability. Also, if you don’t like the cake, let Nagini eat it by himself in the future.” After finishing speaking, he still Stretched out his hand and rubbed Voldemort's hair, "However, rubbing your hair is a sign that Uncle likes you, and this cannot be changed."

Taking a deep breath, he straightened his somewhat messy hair. Voldemort could only bear with it. After all, Morfin had made a lot of concessions, besides having to endure wearing a onesie in Gaunt's house and having his hair rubbed , I have won a lot of benefits.And even these two points are not inescapable. As long as you work hard to grow taller, you will naturally not have a jumpsuit that suits your body shape, and Morfin Gunter can't reach his head.Voldemort, who had such calculations in his mind, did not realize that he had lowered his bottom line due to Morfin's behavior in the past two days without realizing it.

The smooth negotiation made both uncle and nephew very happy, while Nagini on the side had already been lying on his back on the table motionless because he had eaten a stomach full of snacks.Morfin seemed to touch Nagini's protruding belly with his index finger. Nagini moved his tail uncomfortably when he was disturbed, and gave Morfin a small twitch, which made Morfin feel that the snake was really cute. Like his master, all are equally lovely.

Without disturbing Nagini's digestion, Morfin straightened up and took out the cookbook and shook it at Voldemort: "I just got the cookbook back and haven't had time to look at it. It's lunch time soon. I'll make you something you haven't eaten before." , it must be delicious."

Although Morfin looked very confident, Voldemort didn't have any hope for his craftsmanship, because even the simplest boiled eggs he ate in the morning were not fully cooked.

In fact, Voldemort was overthinking this time. The meal that Morfin was going to cook was really the only thing he knew how to cook besides the noodles, and that was - making dumplings.

It turned out that Qin Yu and Qin Su's mother liked eating dumplings the most, so he also made dumplings together.There is no need to touch the oil pan or kitchen knife to make dumplings, so the safety factor is naturally high.After so many exercises, Qin Su, who has always stayed away from the kitchen, is the one with the best dumpling making skills.

When he came to the kitchen, Mofin took out the beef sold in the grocery store and a handful of shallots (assuming there were still some for sale), threw a dozen of them into pieces, and the two became dumpling stuffing and mixed together.Once again lamenting the efficiency of the magic, Morfin took out the dough kneaded before going out in the morning and started rolling out the dough.The fingers flying on the keys were naturally exceptionally flexible, and it didn't take long for Mofen to stack a stack of dumpling wrappers on his right hand.

Picking up the dumpling wrappers, Mofen skillfully started making dumplings, kneading with his fingers nimbly, and after a while, rows of neatly arranged and beautiful dumplings appeared in front of him.After estimating that the amount would be enough for two people, Mofin made some dumplings for Nagini in case this greedy little white snake made trouble, and then started to make dumplings.The pure white dumplings rolling in the hot water is also a nice sight. Mofen skillfully added water and stirred until the third time the water boiled, the delicious dumplings were finally ready to be cooked.

Bringing out three plates of dumplings and putting them on the table, Mofin looked at them, but Voldemort was not in the living room.After wiping his hands clean, he walked to Voldemort's room and knocked lightly on the door: "Tom? It's time to eat."

"Wait a minute!" Voldemort in the room heard Morfin's voice, stood up from his chair, and opened the locked door: "Uncle, I'm fine."

Through the crack of the opened door, Morfin saw a large box, which contained the small wooden horse and dolls in the corner, the little stars and moon hanging on the bed, and the small models on the cabinet. Fortunately, on the top of the pile, a small golden daisy opened its petals and smiled at him.

Walking into the room and squatting down to look at the contents of the box, Morfin took out a few more delicate models and put them on the bookshelf, and then put the little daisy on the desk again: "Tom, forget about other things. , it’s just that these models can improve your spatial thinking ability, and the little daisy can make you relax, so let’s put it first, and it’s good to have more green in the room.”

After finishing work.He went out and got a roll of tape, sealed the big box, and said to Voldemort: "Since you don't like these things, I'll give them to those who like them, and give them to the children in the orphanage." ?"

"No!" To Morfin's surprise, Voldemort rejected his proposal.In his heart, although he didn't want these things, he was absolutely unwilling to give them to those in the orphanage.Even if it's the garbage he left behind, he doesn't want those people to take it away. Those people absolutely don't deserve to use what he once had. "Uncle, let's put it in my house first, maybe I want to play then."

"That's right." Mofin thought about it for a while. Children always want to play as soon as they come out. Instead of buying it later, it's better to put it away first, and the child can play when he wants to play.Thinking of this, he put the box in the corner of the room: "Then Tom, uncle put the things here, you can take it when you want to play, now, we should eat."

Voldemort nodded, followed behind Morfin, and glanced at the box with disgust when Morfin didn't see it: He thought, he would never be able to open this box to play with in his life.

When he came to the dinner table, Voldemort looked at the weirdly shaped and steaming food, and was very surprised: what was wrong with this, and how did it come into such a weird shape.

Morfin set the tableware, looked at the way Voldemort looked at the dumplings, and suddenly realized that he would definitely not know how to use chopsticks, so he turned the chopsticks into forks and handed them to him: "Hey, Tom, just stick it in and eat, it tastes very good oh."

Taking the fork, Voldemort did some mental construction for himself, then forked a dumpling and took a small bite.Because it took a certain amount of time to move the toys before, the dumplings are just warm at this time, and the entrance is just right.The freshness of the beef, the flavor of the shallots, and the toughness of the skin, even Voldemort has to admit that this kind of pastry, which he has never seen before, is delicious.

Watching Voldemort's movements, Morfin asked expectantly: "How about Tom, is it delicious?"

Voldemort glanced at him and nodded: It seems that this man's level is not impossible to improve, and there is still a lot of room for development. Let him work harder in the future, and he can catch up to half of the house elf.

At this time, Morfin, who was happy because of the rare praise, did not know that when he was raising his nephew, his nephew also raised him as a house elf...