live with conscience

"Severus, my son, don't be busy with potions for now, we need to have a good talk." Dumbledore winked at Lin Lan when he spoke, and Lin Lan highly agreed, and nodded vigorously in cooperation: " We need to have a good talk about Prince Jr."

Dumbledore's glasses slid down one-third of the bridge of his nose, revealing sharp eyes: "And the important issue of the survival of wizards."

It is the kind of old people who are said to be old.

Looking carefully at the memory of the crying bag, Lin Lan was sure and affirmed that she had no memory of wizards at all.

Although Crying Bag is young, but because of her weird luck bonus and her natural money-making skills, the queen put a lot of effort into cultivating her selfishly.

Not her own children and grandchildren, the queen didn't feel bad at all. Just after turning six years old, a row of tutors prepared the crying bag, determined to use the best resources to recreate a money bag exclusive to the royal family.

The above is the reason why the queen takes good care of the young crying bag.

Crying Bag is seven years old this year, and has received the elite education specified by the Queen for a year. His talent is gratifying, and he is already learning all kinds of "basic" knowledge about the royal family and Britain.

But never heard anything about wizards.

According to the size of Prince Castle and the personnel from the Ministry of Magic, Lin Lan can be sure that the number of wizards is definitely not small.

Are there other government departments in the UK that the Queen doesn't know about?

There are only two possibilities, either the queen doesn't know about the existence of the wizard, or the secret is so secret that we can't let the crying bag know for the time being.

Lin Lan was more inclined to the latter.

As soon as Dumbledore said the words, Lucius and Snape's expressions immediately became less friendly.

The child is still sick!

What's the hurry?

Others don't know what it means for a great nobleman to become the heir of a thousand-year-old family of wizards. Everyone present has experienced magic wars. How could the three who are familiar with the history of magic not know?

Otherwise, how could they clear the field directly.

The identity of this child is too special.

People had to be driven away before the unresponsive crowd, especially the Ministry of Magic, could react.

As long as they leave Prince's castle, Prince Jr. is safe.

Little Prince is still young, although she has already seen how extraordinary she is, she doesn't need to bear these for the time being.

With the reopened Prince Castle, no one can embarrass the little Prince. This is the confidence of the Millennium Family Castle.

Until little Prince was 11 years old and went to Hogwarts, that is what they are fighting for today.

Unfortunately, Dumbledore disagreed because: "Miss Prince, can I ask you, do you know who set the fire in your castle at Christmas?"

Arriving at the scene of the magic riot, Dumbledore saw a "crazy" mother!

The strange mother who pretended to be dizzy after discovering the fire, but pretended to be hysterical to take revenge on her daughter's pet when she woke up, and exclaimed, "How is that possible!" when she heard that her daughter's body was not found.

It turned out that Dumbledore planned to leave when he found out that the little wizard should have escaped from danger. The scene was too chaotic and there were too many Muggles. If he stayed for a long time, he might be exposed.

Not wanting everyone to call this lady's surname made him stop, and the inexplicable attention made him stay.

A descendant of a half-blood wizard miraculously appeared pure blood with pure magic. This is the first miracle to appear again except for the Dark Lord.

Still born from a Muggle noble, it is definitely of great significance to the wizarding world.

In addition to the disadvantages, what the fairest white wizard wants to see is the illusory new hope that he can't imagine, but it actually exists.

From the conflict of ambitions when he was young, to the two black and white magic wars, he didn't see hope.

However, when he just stepped into Prince Castle, which opened the gate automatically, the castle was full of vitality, and inexplicably, he seemed to see the wizard's hope.

He was already very old, he didn't want, didn't want, and couldn't afford, the third Dark Lord.

Their methods are all wrong, but...

The truth is, wizards have been standing still for so long that they simply perish themselves.

"Of course I know. It was my mother who lit the fire. Mrs. Riddle." He heard little Prince holding her father's hem with her small hand, and said in a very calm tone, "I saw it with my own eyes. She tied me up in a quilt and set me on fire."

There is no hatred, let alone resentment, well, maybe there is, but compared to the hem of the clothes held by that little hand, it seems very insignificant.

Dumbledore had only one thought: Will the upright child be Gryffindor?

Lucius: ...

I seem to be hallucinating.

Little Prince's mother set fire to kill Prince?

A precious pure-blood wizard toddler, is she insane.

Snape:  …

His brain was blank, and his eyes were even more hollow, but he subconsciously shook the little hand hanging on the hem of his clothes.

Both comfort and promise.

But, kid, don't you think it's not normal for you to say it so plainly?

Lin Lan didn't think there was any need to hide this: "My mother is Mrs. Riddle. She thinks that Mr. Riddle doesn't love her. The first reason is that my existence makes her lose the ability to be a mother. The second reason is that Thinking that I have occupied what originally belonged to her, uncle's inheritance and title."

These are all illogical and unreasonable thoughts, and Lin Lan is convinced.

"The eldest lady of the Riddle family, Alice, who has said that she is my closest sister even if she is not related by blood after knowing that I have inherited the position of earl, has paid special attention to my movements. Mr. Riddle, who has a human face and a heart, probably knew and supported her approach. Otherwise, Mrs. Riddle, who never cared about me about my illness at Christmas, would never have known and appeared in such a timely manner In my castle."

Strange character [-]: This elder sister is always crying and taking her to see the queen or something. It's your honor, how can you not listen to me, it's so annoying.

"Uncle said that Mr. Riddle is a fool who only sells his appearance and body in exchange for business. My mother has been blind since she was a child. It is not surprising to see this kind of coward. I just need to stay away and give it to him when I have time." Just throw a few bones and let my mother live better, and I will clean him up when I grow up."

The aftereffects of drinking the potion made her feel that the terrible taste in her stomach would still be brought out while speaking, which was extremely uncomfortable, but she insisted on finishing speaking, feeling great.

"However, I am seven years old, and I have too many lessons to learn. There are too many financial statements at the end of the Christmas year, and too many homework assignments by the tutor. Let him have some gaps in the cooperation.”

This Mr. Riddle is also a talent!

"You can't blame the Finance Department either. After all, Mr. Riddle is so stupid that they are crazy. It is very normal for me to ignore him on purpose. I just didn't expect Mr. Riddle to be so courageous. Uncle said, no It’s true to despise anyone.”

After a few paragraphs of words were shedding tears without stopping, Lin Lan felt that her throat was very thirsty and uncomfortable.

The considerate novice papa, master of potions, Severus thoughtfully handed over a new bottle of super children's nutrition: "Drink it."

The words are concise and concise.

Lin Lan: ...

Crying and raising my head, I did it!

The neat movements seemed to have not seen Lucius' expression split several times because of her left and Riddle.

Only Severus Snape, who joined as a later stage, doesn't know what this surname represents for the time being, so he calmly calculated the speed and application amount of the little girl's absorption of the potion based on the natural sweating of the little girl's body .

The previous burns plus the magic violence caused too much damage to the child, and the body was hollowed out at once. Although it seems to have recovered now, there are too many hidden dangers left.

It must be replenished!

In short, the conclusion is that the medicine cannot be stopped.

"This Mr. Riddle doesn't live in Little Hangleton."

Lucius, who broke out in a cold sweat, joked, obviously feeling that he was too nervous.

Hearing a whiff of the wind is associated with the Dark Lord.

He believed that even if the Dark Lord died, he would not want to return this surname, he was definitely too attached.

"Little Hangleton?" Lin Lan held back her teary eyes. The medicine she had taken several times should have contained a lot of sleeping ingredients. Now she felt so sleepy and complained thoughtlessly: "Why do you all like that place so much? Ellie Ruth also asked Mr. Riddle that her grandfather's brother lived there, but after he was murdered, the house was no longer inhabited."

Lin Lan leaned against Papa, and Papa held him directly in her arms. Smelling the familiar fragrance of Anxin, she yawned contentedly, complied with her sixth sense, and squinted her eyes to make up for it: "Alice is still talking about it all day long." What Tom Riddle, what the Dark Lord, so violent and nervous that it is frightening."

Lucius in a thunderbolt: ...

Dumbledore with sharp eyes: ...

Severus stiffened suddenly: ...

Because Papa's mood was not right, Lin Lan, who was sober, asked, "What did I say wrong?"

I was so excited that I was so scared that my mouth was full of medicine and I wanted to vomit.

Nesting in Severus's arms with tears in his eyes, the very petite and thin Lin Lan made Dumbledorean feel a rare sense of guilt: "No, child, it's our problem. What else did your sister say or what? Did you do anything special?"

The old gentleman's eyes were too deep, and his attitude was too serious, which made Lin Lan, who was tending to sleep, feel baffled: "Um...what else...The Leaky Cauldron...Harry Potter...talented abilities... ...magic...something."

"Huh? Ah!" Lin Lan tried to open her eyes as if she had suddenly realized, and turned the three people present, at least her papa's embrace softened again: "No wonder even if I don't want to play with her, where can I hide? Ai Li I can find even silk, so it turns out that she is also a wizard, and she has magic for a long time!"

The little girl didn't pay attention to the main point, which made the faces of the three people present black.

Dumbledore: "Little Prince..."

"Lin Lan. I allow you to call me by my name." Lin Lan was not used to hearing such an awkward name, and her brain was no longer clear: "This is... crying bag... huh? Uh... the name of my great-grandmother, She is a very long-lived and happy person, and she lived to be 96 years old. Uncle Earl, I hope... I... can also live a healthy, happy and long life like my great-grandmother."

What could be more pleasing to the ear than your own name?

Go to hell with Mountbatten, Windsor, and Prince.

"Hehe, very good, you are very good, my child." Dumbledore didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly smiled, quite kindly: "Lin Lan, do you hate your mother?"

hate it?

Of course: "Hate!"

If you don't hate it, why would Kubao give her such a task?

[System: The countess' request.Take revenge on your mother and sister, let them have nothing, and restore the glory of the Mountbatten family. 】

make a fist.

"I... Earl... When I grow up, I will definitely take revenge on them! Absolutely, absolutely, let them have nothing! Give me...wait..."

After speaking, Lin Lan closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Papa's potion is really effective.

Anyway, Lin Lan felt that this father didn't seem to want her to chat with this grandfather and Uncle Sao Baomei very much.

But what happened to Grandpa Dumbledore's eyes full of relief?

Lin Lan, who was sleeping in Papa's arms, had no idea of ​​the old man's world.

"Lin Lan...don't drink the potion, papa...it's hard to drink..."

The girl's chanting in her sleep makes people dumbfounded.