A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 436 Tom always manages to come up with something new.

As a descendant of Slytherin and one of the Twenty-Eight Pure-Blood Families, Gauntlet's ancestors were once quite wealthy.

However, their family is not very bright and is known for its restlessness and violence.

the reason is simple:

Pure-blood families value bloodlines highly, and the Gaunt family is no exception.

To maintain the purity of their family bloodline, Gunter often chose to marry members of his own family.

Not only that, they encouraged this behavior, and there was even a "German orthopedics" clinic that they were proud of.

The history of the Gaunt family is essentially a history of incest, and that's no exaggeration.

The long-term practice of inbreeding also led to the Gaunt family wizards having volatile tempers.

This personality trait has become more pronounced with each generation. They lack rationality and have a particular fondness for lavish displays.

Therefore, as early as a hundred years ago, the family's wealth accumulated over nearly a thousand years was squandered, turning them into a completely impoverished household.

The large family took pride in inbreeding, but it also declined because of it.

Standing at the door of the dilapidated house, William was still squinting, carefully examining the ouroboros door knocker.

The door knocker looked worn and old, but it gave William a very uncomfortable feeling.

Dumbledore remained silent, waiting for him to observe.

William tapped his wand in the air, cautiously saying, "It's covered in a powerful curse; touching it carelessly will result in instant death..."

"That's right," Dumbledore exclaimed. "The difference between seeing and observing is quite obvious."

Many wizards lack the ability to observe.

William, you've come a long way in the realm of magic.

"Professor, this door knocker is key to our entry. But the curse isn't my area of ​​expertise. Can you break it?"

William's expertise lies in alchemy and ancient runes; he has little knowledge of curses.

Recently, I've often seen Hermione secretly studying the Book of Curses, which she borrowed from the Forbidden Zone. I wonder who she's trying to curse.

But it doesn't matter, Hermione wouldn't curse him, right?

William has that much confidence.

Dumbledore examined the door knocker and shook his head: "Tom likes things that are cursed. Those Horcruxes, in a sense, are also a kind of curse."

He certainly didn't want anyone to easily enter this old house, so he cast many spells on it.

"If I had a little more time, I might be able to crack it completely, but time is of the essence right now..."

William pondered for a moment, then analyzed, "Tom couldn't have left the door knocker just to kill any approaching wizard."

"He himself might occasionally go in to check on his precious possession, which means that this door knocker can open the house door, and probably requires a special password..."

"Sophistry!" William's eyes lit up.

"That's right." Dumbledore smiled. "This design is clearly inspired by the Chamber of Secrets."

Tom is the heir to Slytherin, so naturally he wants to show that to others.

Even if he didn't believe anyone could find the secret room, he certainly didn't believe anyone could find this place.

A tribute to Slytherin... Whether it's Voldemort or Tom, they always manage to come up with something new!

Neither William nor Dumbledore can speak Parsley, but... Harry, the tool of the group, can.

William pulled an Oxford dictionary from the safety list and began to examine it carefully.

Last semester, William, having nothing better to do, had Harry read the Oxford dictionary aloud in Parsley and then encode it according to the page numbers.

William collected many high-frequency words and beautiful phrases, which he stored in a crystal ball.

Harry even recorded some of Zaun's quotes.

So that one day, when I'm facing Voldemort, it will come in handy.

I wonder if Voldemort would be happy to hear Parsley's version of "I am your father".

William quickly found what he was looking for.

"Open the door!" Harry's hissing voice came from the crystal ball.

The ouroboros's eyes flickered, and it suddenly came to life, transforming into a living creature resembling a snake monster.

It swam out, spat out a silver key, held it in its mouth, raised its little head, and wagged its tail at William as if to ask for praise.

William took the silver key, but couldn't find the lock.

"I think..." Dumbledore suddenly said, "we'll have to pay a price to find the lock."

"What's the price?" William asked. "You have to give this snake something?"

"Yes," said Dumbledore, "if I am not mistaken, it is blood."

"Blood?"

"Yes, Tom wants visitors to enter in a way that diminishes their own importance," Dumbledore said.

"How pathetic, Tom never grew up in his entire life."

His tone was contemptuous, even disappointed, as if Voldemort had failed to meet his expectations.

"Voldemort never understood that there are many things more terrible than physical harm."

For example, the life of the person you love most?

William shrugged.

Death is quite clever in this regard; he requires two people who are as close as brothers to obtain the Deathly Hallows!

Dumbledore pulled out a fruit knife from somewhere.

"..."

William strongly suspected that the principal might be carrying bananas or similar items with him.

What a fruit monster!

Just as Dumbledore was about to strike the wrist, William stopped him, saying, "Wait... Professor."

"What's wrong?" Dumbledore asked, puzzled. "William, do you want to use your blood?"

"No!" William quickly waved his hand and took out a small bottle from the safety watch.

"I have some fresh basilisk blood here, I wonder if it will be usable?"

William's tone was as if he had forgotten to finish drinking the milk that had just been milked that morning.

Well, this blood was just drawn this morning. Every few days, we wake the basilisk, take some blood, and then let it go back to sleep... It's become a habit.

William thought that the basilisk would feel uncomfortable if it didn't bleed every few days, right?

"If that doesn't work, I also have dragon blood, civet blood, octopus spider blood, Luwei's blood... all kinds of flavors, I have them all, surely one of them will suit it?"

"..."

As it turns out, the door knocker isn't that particular; any blood containing magic will do.

William chose the blood of the cheapest eight-eyed giant spider and splashed it on the door knocker.

The blood, turning into specks of light, seeped into the door ring, forming a door lock.

Dumbledore inserted the key and gave it a gentle turn.

With a creak, the door opened.

The two went inside.

The room was filled with intense darkness; you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

Both wands lit up at the same time.

The old house in Gunter was indescribably filthy, with thick cobwebs on the ceiling and a pile of rusty pots on the table.

The ground was black and covered in dust.

There was also a row of... footprints!

The footprints seem to have been there for quite some time, and they're covered in dust, though not as deep as those on the sides.

"It seems someone has already arrived before us." Dumbledore's expression was not good.

The house has three small rooms. The large room in the middle serves as both the kitchen and living room, and there are two other doors leading to the other rooms.

The two followed the footprints toward one of the houses.

Once inside, William was dumbfounded.

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