Chapter 181 The Identities of the Three Women

After hearing Rolf's inquiry, Dumbledore thought for a moment and recalled:

"After Merope died, her body was buried in a nearby cemetery by the orphanage. I went there once. It was a small tomb with the name Merope Riddle on it."

Dumbledore's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he looked at the boy with those eyes that rarely escaped his attention.

"Rolf, why do you suddenly ask this question?"

"Because I just heard a prophecy from Professor Trelawney." Rove paused and continued:

"Her state is very different from usual. It seems to be a real prophecy. This is why I came to you."

He quickly told the story about the divination class. After hearing this, Dumbledore was a little surprised. He pondered for a moment and said:

"It seems that our Divination class professor has finally remembered her job. Maybe I should give Sybil a little more salary. She has been complaining to me for a long time..."

"Professor McGonagall may not agree with your decision." Rolf joked: "Aren't you afraid that they will quarrel?"

"It's okay, they have been quarreling for more than ten years." Dumbledore blinked, "Watching the two witches tit for tat and bickering is sometimes interesting."

Rolf raised his eyebrows. Dumbledore was secretly a master of fire, right?

You're such a bad old man!

Dumbledore didn't know what the young man was thinking. After thinking for a while, he said softly:

"'He is destined to rise again, with the help of three women: one for life; one for death; one for love' - do you suspect one of the women meant Merope?"

"That's right." From the corner of his eye, Rolf looked at Merop on the bed, then at the sleeping baby, and whispered:

"Melope Gaunt gave birth to Tom, which fits the description of 'one person gives birth to a child'."

Voldemort once used his father's bones as a medicine. After Old Tom's bones were stolen by Rolf, he had no other choice and might use his damn bones.

Tom, whose father (mother) is kind and his son is filial, is capable of such a thing.

"But this orphanage and cemetery were demolished many years ago," Dumbledore said. "It is now a Muggle office building."

"Office building?" Luof hesitated for a moment, then asked slowly: "Where is the tomb? It can't be buried underground, right?"

"I have carefully inquired with Muggles nearby. If there are relatives' graves, their relatives will move them away." Dumbledore explained:

"But for those graves from orphanages that were unclaimed, the Muggle government burned the bones together and eventually buried them at sea."

Luo Fe was stunned. Voldemort had been burned to ashes, scattered in the sea, and entered the belly of the fish?

If this is the case, then the woman who is "born because of one person" naturally cannot refer to Merope Gaunt.

You can't be talking about Mrs. Cole, the director of the orphanage, right?

Luo Fu thought about it carefully, but without much clue, he asked again: "Who do you think the 'one person died' is talking about?"

"There are two ways to understand this sentence." Dumbledore said seriously:

"It can be 'one person died because of Tom', or it could be 'one person died because of Tom'. If it's the former, that's too much, but if it's the latter..."

"You mean Harry's mother - Lily Potter?" Rolf asked in surprise.

"Yes." Dumbledore said slowly: "Lily used an ancient magic. After she sacrificed herself, she left a protective spell on Harry. That magic rebounded from Avada Kedavra and killed Tom. ”

"Tom said he died because of Harry, but he was actually killed by Lily."

"I remember Lily Potter's tomb, in Godric's Hollow," Rolf said.

"That's right." Dumbledore looked at the swirling smoke rising from the brazier and said in a deep voice:

"I will immediately send wizards to Godric's Hollow to protect their bones. As for one person's love... Tom will not love anyone."

"That means others love him." Luo Fu murmured.

Who else could love Tom but his mother?

Most of those fanatical Death Eaters were in awe and fear, but not in love, and Nagini, who turned into a snake, was in Newt's box.

Wait...Rolf suddenly thought of Bellatrix Lestrange.

She seemed to have a deformed love for Voldemort, even though she was married.

But Bellatrix is ​​still in Azkaban!

Luo Fu rubbed his brows. The existing intelligence made it really difficult for him to pinpoint the suspect.

Seeing the young man's frown, Dumbledore reminded:

"Rolf, don't take this prophecy too seriously. The prophecy is like a poorly trained stupid mule. It seems to work, but you can't completely trust it. It will fall apart at the critical moment."

"What do you mean?" Luo Fu asked confused.

"From different angles, the prophecy will have different interpretations, but only when the truth comes out can we know which interpretation is correct." Dumbledore said warmly:

"Before this, all explanations are just guesses, and wrong guesses will lead you astray."

"Even if you care too much about the prophecy, chase it, and try to prevent it from happening, you may actually promote the prophecy."

"We can take prophecies as warnings, but not as everything. Do you understand?"

Luofu hummed softly and said, "I understand, Professor."

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Rolf understood what Dumbledore meant. Sometimes being too obsessed with prophecies is not a good thing.

Just like Voldemort, after hearing Trelawney's prophecy, he took action according to the prophecy, but marked Harry and created his most terrible enemy with his own hands.

If Voldemort had not heard the prophecy, or ignored it, he would not have been rebounded by his own Avada Kedavra.

Therefore, the prophecy is a double-edged sword. It can be used as a precaution, but it cannot be used as a guide for action.

Compared with trying to solve the three women in the prophecy, it is indeed more important to make Voldemort a commander without troops.

Of course, Sirius is performing this task perfectly.

Although he did not get the Dementors from Fudge, he got a group of magical creatures to be executed from the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Animals.

This group of magical creatures is extremely dangerous, including rabid mountain wolves, hidden monsters that killed more than a dozen wizards, and vampires that like to bite people everywhere...

Putting them in the competition venue, no matter who dies between the Death Eaters and these magical creatures, it is a real win.

In the evening of the fifth day, Narcissa and her son Draco waited outside the stadium early.

Narcissa also thoughtfully brought Lucius' favorite caviar, honey-glazed pulled pork sandwiches, and a bottle of 1982 Penfolds Grange wine.

The two of them waited for a long time, and the sun was about to set, and Goyle and Crabbe limped out carrying a stretcher.

Draco saw Lucius lying motionless on a stretcher with blood all over his face. With tears in his eyes, he threw himself on the stretcher and cried:

"Dad, you died tragically. When I grow up, I will definitely avenge you. Wait for me..."

Goyle and Crabbe were both seriously injured. Now there was another Draco lying on the stretcher. They couldn't hold on and let go, and the stretcher fell to the ground.

"Oh, my waist... is broken!"

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