v2 Chapter 1070： The beginning of all sin

Just then, a rustling sound followed, followed by a bang.

A man in a ragged shirt jumped from a nearby tree and landed right in front of Ogden.

Ogden was shocked and hurryed back. He stepped on the back of his coat and almost fell.

"Oh!" The man standing in front of them fiercely made a strange voice.

The thick hair was entangled with thick dirt, and the original color could not be discerned.

undefinedThere were a few teeth in his mouth, and two black eyes squinted in opposite directions.

He should have looked funny, but it is not.

His appearance is very scary and very scary. It is no wonder that Ogden has gone back a few steps before he speaks.

"Oh, good morning, I am the Ministry of Magic..."

"Hey, hey!" he cried, waving his wand and **** knife.

"Oh, sorry, I can't understand you." Ogden said uneasy.

At first, Evan thought it was the meaningless voice of this man. It seems that this is not the case now.

This is a snake cavity!

This guy is Voldemort's 舅舅 Morfin Gunter, a guy who only speaks of snakes.

This used to be a talent that Salazar Slytherin was proud of, but Ai Wen knew from Elaine that no one in the vampire would say a snake.

Perhaps, while becoming a vampire, they have already abandoned the part of their blood snake.

Therefore, there are only a handful of people in the world who can say that the snakes are in the mouth. This is a kind of blood.

It is also only the powerful blood power of Slytherin, or that only the Gunter family is so conservative, and the family of pure-blood wizards who insist on the marriage of close relatives can inherit the blood magic in the millennium.

Other Malfoy families, such as the pure blood of the genitals, have only one name left.

The Ravenclaw family's blood heritage is to abandon their own feelings for the highest wisdom, so the more famous Slytherin family, what is his complete blood heritage? ! It's certainly not just as simple as a snake, but no matter how powerful it is, no one knows it.

"You should understand, Avon?" Dumbledore asked softly. "Is it?"

"Yes, Professor, this is a snake!" Avon said, "What is he talking about?"

"Oh, I think maybe Ogden is not popular. The family is famous for being restless and violent. They don't welcome outsiders."

"The family of Voldemort's mother, the Gunter family..."

"It seems that you have done a lot of investigations!" Dumbledore was not surprised at all. Instead, he said happily, "Let's continue to look at it now. This will be very helpful for our next journey. If there is anything to go out and say."

At this time, Morfin, wearing a rags, held the knife in one hand and waved his wand in one hand, approaching Ogden step by step.

"Hey, don't you!" Ogden just wanted to talk, but it was already late.

A loud bang, Ogden fell to the ground.

He squeezed his nose with his hand, and a disgusting jaundice and slimy thing rushed out of his fingers.

"Morffin!" shouted a voice.

An elderly man hurried out of the wooden house and slammed the door behind him, and the dead snake swayed violently.

This man is a little shorter than Morfin, a strange figure, and looks disproportionate. His shoulders are too wide, his arms are too long, plus a pair of sparkling brown eyes, short, hard hair and a crumpled The face looks like a fierce old monkey.

He walked over to stand next to Morfin, and Morfin saw Ogden fall to the ground and was happy to laugh.

"There is a part, eh?" Older men looked down at Ogden.

"Exactly!" Ogden said angrily as he wiped his face. "I think, are you Mr. Gunter?"

"Yes," said Gunter. "He hit your face, isn't it?"

"Yes!" Ogden said with no anger.

"I don't think this is his fault. You should inform us first when you come here, isn't it?" Gunter said arrogantly. "This is a private territory. You walked in so big. Can my son take self-defense actions?" "

"What does he have to defend himself?" Ogden struggled to get up and said, "I have no intention of hurting it."

"Not just you, we always have some nosy people here, gangsters, Muggles and garbage."

Ogden's nose was still heavily loaded with yellow pus, and he pointed at himself with his wand, and they stopped immediately.

Mr. Gunter said a few words to Moffin, still a snake, and Ai Wen could not understand.

But Morfin understood his father's meaning, seemed reluctant, and wanted to argue a few words.

His father glanced at him, and he changed his mind, walking in a weird, rickety walk, slowly walking toward the wooden house.

After entering, he closed the door heavily, and the snake on the door swayed pitifully.

"I came to see your son, Mr. Gunter!" Ogden said, while wiping off the last bit of yellow pus on the placket. "Is it Morfin?"

"That is Morfin." The old man said casually, his attitude suddenly became aggressive. "Are you pure blood?"

"Yes, both sides," Ogden said coldly. "But our family doesn't talk about that."

"Hey!" Mr. Gunter narrowed his eyes and stared at Ogden's face, muttering in a tone that was obviously deliberately offensive. "Now I look back and think about it, I really saw your nose in the village."

"I have no doubt about this, since your son attacked them at random." Ogden said, "Maybe we can go into the house to talk?"

"Into the house?"

"Yes, Mr. Gunter, I told you, I came for Morfin, we sent an owl..."

"The owl is useless to me," said Gunter. "I never read the letter."

"Then you can't complain that you don't know someone is coming." Ogden said sharply, "I came here to deal with a serious violation of the wizarding law that happened this morning..."

"Okay, okay, okay!" said Gunter. "Go to the **** house, then you will be much more comfortable!"

The house seems to have three small rooms, the middle of which is doubled as a kitchen and living room, and two doors leading to other houses.

Morfin sat in a dirty armchair by the black smoked stove. He played a small viper between his thick fingers, and gently sang a weird song with a snake's mouth. I don't understand what the text means, but I can imagine that the lyrics decision will not make people feel happy.

As they walked in, the slow footsteps came from the corner of the open window.

A girl came out, the tattered gray dress she wore was a color with the dirty stone wall behind her. She looked at the strange visitor with a stern look and stood on the ash-filled stove. Next to a steaming saucepan, look for something in a pile of dirty pots and pots on the shelf above the stove.

Her straight hair is dull, her face pale, her face flat, and her expression is very dull.

Her eyes, like her brother, squat in two opposite directions.

She looks cleaner than the two men, but she is also languid!

Needless to say, she is the mother of Voldemort, the beginning of all sin.