[HP] Morfin Gaunt

Christmas is also a festival that wizards attach great importance to. Morfin walked in the crowded Diagon Alley and thought about it carefully. This is already the tenth Christmas he came to this world.When looking back on the past, he always has a feeling as if he has passed away, and what remains in his memory is only the warmth of the past.Looking at the dark sky in England for a long time, Morfin let out a long sigh of relief. The white mist blurred his vision, and suddenly it seemed that everyone around him disappeared and he was the only one left.

When Voldemort came out of Mrs. Malkin's shop, he saw such a scene. Morfin stood in the crowd, raised his slender neck, and closed his eyes lightly, as if he didn't look like a person in this world.This feeling made Voldemort quite uncomfortable, he walked over quickly, trying to break this feeling. "Uncle, I'm back."

Hearing Voldemort's voice, Morfin also broke free from that sense of loss.Looking sideways at his nephew, who was already about the same height as himself, Morfin showed Voldemort a familiar smile: "This time the action was quick." Voldemort has grown rapidly in recent years, and has to tailor a lot of new clothes every year. When he saw Voldemort's constantly changing size, he had a feeling that time was not forgiving.When the child grows up, he becomes old too.He didn't intend to find another wife in this life, he just wanted to see Chris and Voldemort have a happy future and a great partner.

Voldemort naturally didn't know about Morfin's sudden sense of loss, so he just smiled and said, "Yes, because the order was placed early, Madam Malkin prepared it early in the morning. Where are we going next?"

After all, he is a big man and he is away from home for a long time, so many things still have to be purchased outside, such as candy, and Nagini's favorite variety of flavored cookies recently.Mofin looked at the list and clicked carefully: "Probably that's all there is, let's go back first."

The two walked to a place where there were few people, cast the "apparition" spell, and quickly disappeared from people's sight.Morfin had to be amazed at Voldemort's magical talent. As early as Voldemort's second year of apparition, they abandoned the original transportation method and used this convenient and quick way to go home.

After returning home, it was the usual cleaning of the room, but now Voldemort was there to help.Naturally, the two moved faster than one. When everything was done, the sun had not yet set.Morfin looked at the time and said, "It's not too late, I'll get the cake back first." Voldemort, who was handing the cookie to Nagini, listened and said, "I'll go too." If Voldemort said it, Nagini also joined in the fun: "I want to go too."

Morfin looked at Nagini helplessly: "Nana, it's not that I don't want to take you, but your current figure is a little too big, and a little too eye-catching."

"I see, you dislike Nana for being fat, Nana is so sad!" The snake girl was unhappy when she heard that, she fell to the ground and started rolling. The word "fat" is absolutely taboo for all female creatures.

Seeing the little girl's snarky appearance, Mofen secretly regretted that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly corrected him: "Hey, don't be sad, so I'll bring you some more snacks when I come back."

Upon hearing that there was compensation, Nagini immediately stopped moving: "Nana wants to eat egg pudding!"

"Okay, egg pudding!"

"Blueberry Cake!"

"Row!"

Seeing that the delicacies in his portrait were promised one by one, Nagini's tail was pointed high, and when he was about to talk about three or five kinds of snacks in one breath, he suddenly saw the face of his master with raised eyebrows, and immediately died down : "Then, that's all."

Morfin heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the little girl recovering his composure: "Okay, then I'll go back early." Voldemort, who was standing beside him, didn't speak, but he had already handed Morfin's coat to him.

Morfin took the coat, smiled at Voldemort and left together.It hasn't snowed yet on Christmas Eve, and the sky is a bit dark, which makes people feel a little depressing.A lot of people have relocated in Little Hangleton recently, and no one has cleaned the roads.The shadow of the war has gradually spread to the town. Without laughter, the whole town felt a sense of silence, which made Morfin, who had just returned from the bustling Diagon Alley, somewhat maladaptive.Tilting his head and looking at the field full of crops, Morfin hoped that this war would end quickly.Busy thinking about things, he didn't notice a small piece of ice on the road, and suddenly his feet slipped, his whole body lost his center of gravity and tilted to one side. Fortunately, there was Voldemort on the side where he fell, and he quickly embraced him in his arms. Originally, Morfin was going to be in pain, but unexpectedly he fell into a warm embrace. He opened his closed eyes in surprise, and looked into Voldemort's caring eyes. Coming out of Voldemort's arms, and the beauty of Voldemort was in his arms, so naturally he would not take the initiative to remind him.

It took a while for Morfin to come back to his senses, and stood up straight in embarrassment: "Ah, I didn't expect Tom to grow up too."

Morfin's words were very useful to Voldemort. He had always hated Morfin seeing himself as a child. Now that Morfin was finally willing to see himself as an adult, the huge gap narrowed a lot.

Because Voldemort's mood improved, that delicate face became softer, and Morfin couldn't help but sigh: "Tom, Tom, you look like this, how can any girl dare to marry you in the future, or you will feel inferior every day die."

Voldemort looked at Morfin with a half-smile, and said softly, "No woman wants to marry, so I'll just find a man. I think Abu and Chris are pretty good too."

"Huh?" Morfin didn't think that Voldemort would actually like a boy, but it's okay to think about it, and the man himself doesn't pay much attention to appearance, "It's okay, but you must choose carefully, and I have to pass the test. , my family Tom will definitely find the best and most suitable person to be his partner."

"He will be the most suitable for me." Voldemort's eyes were like deep pools, full of doting, but he didn't say who he liked, after all, it's not the most suitable time yet.This time, it was just to inoculate Mofen first, as he only liked men.

Morfin didn't think much about it, his mind had already turned to Chris and Abu: "Hey, you said, although Chris should be my son, he has someone else's surname after all, why do you think of me? It’s all at a loss. Although I won the title of godfather not long ago, I’m not a father after all. However, the Chris family has always followed the child’s wishes. Chris’s affairs are all his own decisions. This time I proposed marriage. Calculate."

Voldemort looked at the unusually vivid and changeable look on Morfin's face, but thought it was the best. If Chris really became Morfin's child, whether he would have thought of adopting himself in the early years was still the same thing.But as smart as he is, he naturally wouldn't show such emotions, he just smiled and listened to Morfin.While chatting, they soon came to the coffee shop.Although the decoration of the coffee shop has not changed, but the owner has changed, the waiters have changed, and the only one who has not changed is the chef Lisa.

Lisa got married two years ago and is a local businessman. She is young and enthusiastic, and their baby is now 1 year old.The proprietress has already left to avoid the war, and gave the order to Lisa at a low price, and Jack has also left. The scene of everyone celebrating Christmas together in those years no longer exists.

Pushing open the door, Lisa, who was teasing the child, looked up and saw Morfin, smiling.Now that Lisa is a married woman, she still has a feeling of maternal love, but she is quite different from the girl who showed her love boldly.She carefully put the baby in the car, then turned around and took out the wrapped cake from the cabinet: "It's still the same old rules, the taste hasn't changed."

"It's definitely a nostalgic taste." Morfin put the money on the table and took the cake and said.

"It's just that you won't be able to eat next year." Lisa smiled helplessly, "I'm going to move out of this small town with my husband soon, unexpectedly, I didn't keep this store in the end. But I don't plan to sell it, I hope After the war is over, we can meet again here."

Lisa's words made Morfin feel the ruthlessness of the years again, and he nodded: "It will definitely." He can't change this history, but he knows that the war will end one day.

After speaking, he gave Lisa a final hug and left the coffee shop. Voldemort has been standing by Morfin's side without saying a word, and he has no dissatisfaction with his hug with Lisa, after all, this is the last hug.He has always had a grudge against Lisa.Although she was already married, she was very unhappy just thinking that she liked Voldemort.Now that the woman was leaving, he naturally felt comfortable physically and mentally.

The only bad thing is that Mofin's mood became a little depressed. He just wanted to say something, but Mofin suddenly raised his head with a relaxed smile on his face: "Any unhappiness will always pass, and tomorrow will eventually make people happy." Looking forward to it!" Although Voldemort didn't know why Morfin had such an emotional change so quickly, he still felt very happy.

Snowflakes began to fall in the sky, and the white hexagonal rhombus mischievously stained Morfin's clothes. Morfin did not cast a spell, but had a rare childlike innocence: "It's snowing, Tom! Let's run back!"

Voldemort's hand was pulled without warning, and then he started running in the snow, feeling the temperature from his wrist, the corners of Voldemort's mouth curled up unconsciously, and he didn't care about the noble manners: just In this way, only Morfin and him are the best.

And in the brightly lit Malfoy Manor, the current patriarch of Malfoy squinted at his son standing in front of the desk, and said in an unclear tone: "Abu, you should know that after Christmas this year is your coming-of-age ceremony, right?"