[HP] Morfin Gaunt

Putting those words aside, Morfin didn't care about Collins's going or staying. He just followed in. Voldemort's performance today was too abnormal.

Pushing open the door, he saw Voldemort lying on the bed, his eyes closed and he didn't know what to think. "Tom, what's wrong with you?" Morfin asked softly.

Voldemort was very irritable for some reason, he felt that this Collins had always been weird, making people so uncomfortable no matter what he said or did, but at this time Morfin's arrival made him feel a lot less irritable. "It's nothing, it's just a little uncomfortable. Uncle hasn't helped me with my homework recently."

Voldemort naturally didn't need Morfin to teach him, and it was more than enough for him to guide Morfin at his current level, but he just said those words naturally.Mofen lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and said, "I won't let him come tomorrow, after all, what he wants to ask is no longer within the scope of my duties, please don't be angry? "

Voldemort opened his eyes, looked at the serious expression on Morfin's face and nodded.Seeing this, Mofen smiled and rolled his eyes: "Are you feeling better? Let's go out when we feel better. After all, it's not too early now, we can wash up and sleep."

Voldemort nodded, sat up and put on his shoes, and went down with his clothes skillfully, while Morfin followed him out.Pushing open the bedroom door, Collins was gone, and Morfin looked at the empty office, letting go of the uneasiness in his heart.

The little awkwardness between uncle and nephew left the mother, but Collins was a little distressed with the double-sided mirror over there.The person shown in the mirror has shiny blond hair and has a wicked smile: "Collins, what's the matter, he looks sad."

Collins raked back his blond hair scattered on his forehead with one hand, and raised his eyebrows slightly frowned: "You still ask me, it's not all your fault. I was asked to test Gunter every night before, and I went too, after all It has a certain effect on my spell breakthrough, but there is something wrong with the potion you gave me recently! Every time I drink it, I always feel weird."

"Ah, a magic inhibitor?" The man looked slightly surprised, "What's the problem? Isn't it good?"

"It's good? Every night, I feel like I've changed the secondary core, spreading my hormones like a peacock in heat, which makes the uncle and nephew of the Gunter family look at me strangely. Even my roommate recently asked me if I want to have a girlfriend." Collins wanted to cast a spell when he thought about his roommate's gossip, "What's going on?"

The man in the mirror said innocently and slowly: "How do I know? Recently, the adults said that because of the heavy affairs of the British side, they took over the work of preparing the potion."

"Is this an adult's tune?" Collins was stunned for a moment, "Is this really an adult's tune? Did I do something I shouldn't do and say something I shouldn't say recently?"

Seeing Collins desperately remembering, the man kindly reminded: "Two weeks ago, you said that Principal Dumbledore..."

"Aesthetics make people feel hopeless? Pollution of vision?" After being reminded, Collins suddenly realized, "I just said that in passing, how could adults know!"

While Collins was looking at the top of the curtain, the man sneaked a glance to the side, and then said: "Well, my lord has always had a wide range of sources of information..."

"Damn it, come to this crappy school as an undercover agent, and you have to mediate with that old fox all day long, and have a good relationship with him without being suspected by him. Why must I take this crappy job! Obviously, my lord has so many people under his command." Can be used!" Collins loosened the tie around the collar depressedly.

Hearing Collins's complaint, the man burst out laughing: "No way, who gave you the advantage, with a baby face, who would believe you when you said you were 25 years old after you went out. You don't need to drink compound soup, you can reduce the You can save a lot of money making Polyjuice Potion by avoiding the danger of being discovered."

"...Forget it, anyway, I'm used to that old bee, and I'm going to leave soon." Collins comforted himself.

The corner of the man's mouth twitched, and he said, "Collins, I have good news and bad news. The good news is that your lord has other things to do for you. You can come back before Christmas and you don't have to stay in Hogwarts any longer. Just need to go see Gaunt one last night."

"Hey? Really!" The man's words obviously gave Collins a pleasant surprise. As the right-hand man of the German Dark Lord, he drank magic power inhibitors every day to suppress his instinctive fighting reaction and played house with a group of little kids. He can bear it, although the relationship with Morfin last time was very awkward, but he only needs to see him one last time to be relieved, which is nothing.

"Finally I heard the news that made me happy. That's it, I'll hang up first. I have to go to class tomorrow." Collins unilaterally ended the call after hearing the news, and the remaining man blinked and said Looking at the double-sided mirror that has disappeared Collins's face, he said: "Actually, the bad news is that your lord just happened to come to England on business, and he was sitting next to me..."

After almost murmuring this sentence, the man carefully looked at Grindelwald, who hadn't said a word from the beginning, with a half-smile on his face.The German Dark Lord stood up slowly, and brushed off the non-existent dust on his clothes. "My lord, what is this?" The man asked Grindelwald softly and turned towards the door of the study. After opening the door, he half turned his head and said, "Isn't Corinth's potion running out? A little." The side face of Lord Demon King was not clearly visible under the light, and the man suddenly looked at the mirror with pity: Collins, take care, last time I only said that the man's aesthetics were so unlucky, this time You even said your nickname in private, brother, please be free...

Let's put aside the tragedy after Corinth, and now we have to focus on Hogwarts, which has become lively.In addition to the long summer vacation for Hogwarts students, the rest is Christmas.During this half-month holiday, students can go back to relax and reunite with their families, and of course they can also apply to leave school.

For Morfin, he naturally hopes to go back to Little Hangleton for the holiday. After all, in his perception, the holiday is to be reunited with his family at home.Because he was about to go home, Morfin had a smile on his face these days, and he was even more patient in class.Today was the last class before Christmas, and I took the sixth grade class with Professor Williams. After the class was over, he picked up the lesson plan and a sheet he received in the morning, and walked out with Williams.In the past few months when Williams got along with Morfin, his face became better and better, and he talked with him about things other than work from time to time.

Walking on the corridor, after Morfin and Williams nodded to the little animals again, Morfin asked, "Professor Williams, are you going home for Christmas?"

Williams looked ahead, with a rare smile on the corner of his mouth: "Of course I'm going back, there are still people waiting at home."

Looking at Williams' rare gentle expression, Morfin said with a smile: "Yes, Christmas is about spending with family members. I saw this form this morning and filled it out. How about you?"

"I've also filled it out." Williams took out the form from the bottom of a pile of homework and said, "I'm going to send it to Professor Dumbledore later."

"Hey? I just want to go too, why don't we go together?" Morfin also took out the form he had filled out from the heavy lesson plan, and walked to Dumbledore's office with Williams.

Dumbledore was reading something in the office, and when he saw the two people coming, he immediately put on the usual smile: "Gaunt, Williams, you are here, what's the matter?"

Morfin and Williams handed over their forms: "Professor Dumbledore, we are here to hand in the forms."

Dumbledore looked at the forms of the two, signed his name at the end, and then returned to the two: "Okay. Is Professor Gaunt going back for Christmas too?"

Morfin was in a good mood because he could go home, so he replied with a smile: "Yeah, I haven't been home for a long time, I miss it a little, and I can clean the house by the way. Where's Professor Dumbledore?"

Dumbledore's smile on the corner of his mouth froze suddenly, and a complex expression flashed in his eyes: "Ah, no, I still have a lot of things to do." After finishing speaking, he finished, and began to stroke a pile of paper on the table with his hands. document.

From this small action, Morfin knew that Dumbledore was thinking of an order to evict the guest, and he bid farewell to Professor Williams with a wink.Although he was a little curious about how Dumbledore, who always smiled, would show such an expression, but after all, it was his private matter and had nothing to do with him, so he put it aside and started thinking about what to bring home .

Walking to the cellar, he looked at the office door that he had been used to seeing for the past few months. Morfin smiled and read out the password. There was no sign of Voldemort in the office. Nagini, who was listless, was speaking, and when he saw Morfin coming in, one person and one snake looked at him at the same time. "You're back." Voldemort stretched out his hand to touch Nagini and said.

"Well, Tom, the last class before the holiday is finally over, and I feel relaxed." Morfin went to the bed and sat down, touching Nagini, "Is Nana still not energetic? Much better, the cellar is indeed colder."

Hearing this, Voldemort raised his head and looked at Morfin: "Are we going back?" In Voldemort's mind, Christmas has always been the time for him to stay in school to study or go out to work, but now he suddenly hears the word "go home" and he still can't get used to it .

Morfin smiled and replied: "Yes, go home, we will go back to our home." In Morfin's laughter, Voldemort himself didn't realize that the corner of his mouth curved slightly.