Chapter 513: Street Rat

Chapter 513: Street Rat

The Gaunt family's old house really couldn't even be called a house, it could only be considered a wooden shed.

It had obviously been uninhabited for a long time, the furniture was dusty and tattered everywhere, and it didn't even look like a pureblood family house with a long history and heritage.

It didn't take them all that long to find the Gaunt's ring, which was hidden in a cupboard in the wooden shed.

It was Jon who found it first, he carefully picked up the ring from the cupboard, and at the same time felt a familiar magic power in it.

It clearly belonged to Voldemort.

The gemstone on the ring was the resurrection stone left behind by the legendary "Death", possessing the magic that could bring people back to life, but in fact, Jon knew that the so-called resurrection was fake, the only thing it could do was to condense the soul of the dead, and resurrection was just an empty word.

Jon couldn't absorb the magic power unique to the Death, as for the Horcrux, it was made from Voldemort's soul fragments, and there was no way for him to deal with it, but there was obviously another magic power used to maintain a certain kind of curse on this ring.

After feeling this, Jon's mind was clear.

This must be the curse that indirectly led to Dumbledore's death in the original story, Voldemort obviously also left this ring with almost no safeguards, if not for Dumbledore being strong enough, he probably wouldn't have lasted long enough to order Snape to kill him.

So after thinking about what exactly this layer of magic attached to it might be, Jon didn't hesitate to absorb it.

He had already eaten too much of Voldemort's magic, it was nutritious, healthy and tasty, and the quantity was still filling.

Erasing the curse on it, Jon turned around and handed the ring to Dumbledore, this ring would of course have to be safe until the Horcrux's properties were completely erased.

It was also considered that he had helped Dumbledore to erase the risk, the Deathly Hallows could not be easily destroyed, and even if the Horcrux was eliminated, Dumbledore could still use it to satisfy a part of the regret he had been feeling.

The trip seemed to have gone smoothly, from start to finish they hadn't encountered any trouble, just as Jon and the others were in the process of retrieving the item and were ready to leave straight away, two voices suddenly sounded vaguely from outside the door of the wooden shed.

"-It was supposed to be your mission alone, yet you still insisted on dragging me with you!"

Harry wondered if Dumbledore and Jon were privately communicating with each other or if it was a mutual understanding between the two.

Without the sound of a spell being recited, the tip of Jon's wand lit up with a dim red glow!

And on the other side, the same red spell similarly surfaced, leaving the two wizards in the room, who had already lowered their guard, with no room to react at all!

In the next moment, the two male wizards who were still rummaging through the cabinets were sent flying by the tremendous power of the spell, and then fell to the ground, never able to get up again.

After completing this, Jon pulled off the invisibility cloak, and Dumbledore also removed the Disillusionment Charm from his body, Harry's whole body was still in a state of shock, before he could even react, the battle was already over.

Jon walked over to the short male wizard closest to him and pulled back the sleeves of his robe, and sure enough, he found a tattoo of a snake going through a skull on his arm!

"Death Eaters!"

Harry exclaimed out loud, and of course, he recognised the mark. At the end of the Triwizard Tournament last year, Barty Jr. had proudly displayed this mark on his body and explained about it to him and Cedric.

Jon and Dumbledore weren't much surprised by this; the only people in the wizarding world who could think of coming to this place looking for something other than them would be people with ties to Voldemort.

The only thing that made Jon frown was that the Death Eaters in this world, even if they still existed, should be like street rats barely getting by.

So how could they come to a place like Gaunt's old house, on this day?

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