Chapter 117: Tomb Robber Rove

On the last night before the Christmas holiday, Hogwarts held a grand dinner.

Lupin was in Hogsmeade Village, and of course he was invited to attend the school's dinner.

Suddenly, a strange wizard appeared on the staff table, and the students were talking about Lupin's identity.

Could he be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher found by Dumbledore, and he would take over seamlessly after Professor Black got into trouble?

What a scumbag!

However, this guess sounds outrageous at first, but after thinking about it... it is very reasonable!

After all, according to convention, Sirius can only work for another six months at most, and he may have to hold a funeral and memorial service for him.

Lupin, who was sitting in the guest of honor, was also very emotional. He didn't expect that he would be able to return to Hogwarts one day. He even had the idea of ​​becoming a professor in the future.

Compared with Lupin's happiness, Snape's mood was not so good. He kept staring at Lupin, his thin, grayish-yellow face, showing a look of disgust.

"Lupin, I didn't expect to see you again. Are you still alive?"

"Yes, you are still alive and well, Severus." Lupin said gently: "But you... your face looks sallow, do you have liver disease?"

"I had a colleague before, his face was similar to yours, and he was finally diagnosed with hepatitis. He died around Easter, alas!"

Lupin sighed and said with concern: "Severus, you'd better go to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Arts to check your body. Take my advice, this disease can't be delayed."

Hearing Lupin's words, the professors of the faculty all changed their faces and moved to both sides. After all, hepatitis is contagious.

"Don't worry, if I am sick, I will definitely make potions for myself, so you don't have to worry about it. But your illness..." Snape said with a sarcastic smile on his lips:

"Dumbledore told me that he wanted me to help you make wolfsbane potion... It must be very uncomfortable every month, right?"

"Severus, thank you for helping me." Lupin said softly.

"You're welcome." Snape gave Lupin a meaningful cold stare.

"I will definitely make the best potion in the world for you... Enjoy it."

"If you dare to do something bad in the potion, I will definitely not let you go!" Sirius said coldly.

"Won't let me go?" Snape sarcastically said, "Black, it seems that Lupin's arrival has given you a lot of courage. It was four to one at school, and now it's two to one... It's fair!"

The three of them confronted each other at the dining table, and immediately attracted the attention of all the students.

I don't know who shouted "beat him", and then the hall suddenly rang with booing.

Professor McGonagall glared at the twins who were watching the fun and didn't mind making trouble.

At the Hufflepuff table, Neville dripped honey on the bread, took a big bite, and said vaguely:

"Rolf, are you going home for Christmas?"

Rolf shook his head and said, "No."

Newt and the others were still in the United States, and there was no airship from Ilvermorny, so he didn't want to take the Mayflower again.

"Then will you come to my house?" Neville invited, "My grandma likes you very much, you can come to my house as a guest."

"Neville, I still have some things to do during this holiday." Rolf smiled and said, "I will definitely visit Mrs. Longbottom during the summer vacation."

The boy did not lie, he was really busy during this Christmas holiday, and there were many things to do, the most important of which was about... Voldemort!

After a dinner, this semester came to an end, and the next day the little wizards took the Hogwarts Express again and returned to King's Cross Station.

Rolf also left Hogwarts alone early in the morning.

He did not bring anyone with him, including Shirley.

Because...the place he was going to was too dangerous.

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A shabby bus creaked and slowly stopped by the roadside, and a blond boy got out of the car.

Rove glanced at the two opposite road signs on the roadside.

↑ Great Hangleton, 5 miles

↓ Little Hangleton, 1 mile

He turned left along the path and went down the hillside steeply. He soon saw a valley, and there was a village in the valley… Little Hangleton.

On the hillside opposite the valley was a shabby house with all the windows sealed up, the tiles on the roof were incomplete, and the creeper was crawling all over the house.

Rove knew that the house was Riddle House, the home of Voldemort's father.

It used to be a beautiful mansion, but with the sudden death of old Tom's family, half a century later, the house had gradually fallen into disrepair and became more and more dilapidated.

Rove's goal today was not Riddle House. He stood on the hillside, looking down at the village, and soon found a small church.

Rove walked along the mountain path, heading straight for the church. He avoided the crowd and quietly entered the gloomy cemetery behind the church.

The villagers of Little Hamilton were buried here after death, so there were many tombstones in the cemetery.

Walking between the tombs where foxes and rabbits appeared, Rove suddenly stopped in front of a tombstone. He squatted down and reached out to remove the vines and lichens wrapped around the stone tablet, revealing its true face.

The handwriting was blurred, but the name of the tomb owner could still be vaguely recognized:

Tom Riddle!

The person buried here was not Voldemort, but Voldemort's father, Old Tom.

Rove stood in front of the tombstone and gently waved his wand. The grave soon cracked, and a choking smoke and dust dispersed, revealing a withered white corpse.

The young man walked forward, bent down and looked at the skeleton carefully, and couldn't help frowning.

According to the traces of fighting in the Forbidden Forest, the destructive power was too strong. Rolf guessed that Voldemort might have been resurrected with the help of Peter.

But in this tomb, the corpse of Old Tom was extremely complete, without any missing arms or legs.

It seems that his guess was wrong.

Since he has not been resurrected yet, Rolf decided to give Voldemort some surprises, which can be regarded as his Christmas gift.

The young man raised his wand, and Old Tom flew out of the coffin. He opened the box again, took out a new skeleton, and put it in the coffin.

It was not a human, but the corpse of an invisible beast... But from the appearance, it was similar to that of a human.

If you are not a professional, you really can't tell the difference.

If Voldemort wants to be resurrected, he must use his father's bones.

Rolf is looking forward to the day when he puts the bones of an invisible beast into the potion... That scene will be so beautiful!

Rolf couldn't help laughing, he continued to wave his wand, and restored the tomb to its original state as much as possible.

Just as the boy was having a great time, a gentle voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"What are you doing?"

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(Thanks to the three big guys "Second Son Group", "The Last Mohican" and "No Thief in the World" for their rewards.)