Chapter 715： poor Merope

Time quickly came to October, and Fish, with the help of the good man Slughorn, held a birthday party for Hermione and Professor McGonagall.

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On Professor McGonagall's birthday, he also called out several other professors, including Dumbledore.

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"Bring Harry to my place this Friday night." Dumbledore whispered to Fish at the banquet, "There is a new story for you."

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"Great!"

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Although there was a recent Slughorn banquet, a meeting of the cat club, and the meeting of two little Chimeras, which made Fish's campus life colorful, the cat is still full of interest in new things.

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"That's right, Albus."

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After cheering, Fish reached out and tugged at Dumbledore's shirt again, tilting his head and asking, "Can you bring Ron meow this time?"

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"Mr. Wesley..." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, "Of course it is, but can I ask why?" He asked curiously.

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"Ron has been unhappy recently. Hermione said that it was because Harry and I didn't take him to play... Obviously Neville and the others didn't react at all..."

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Cat Mao replied with a half-knowing.

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Actually, it's mainly because Ron has been a bit unlucky recently...

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The Slug Club didn't have his share, and Dumbledore didn't take him. What's worse, in the Quidditch trials, Ron's goalkeeper position was also robbed by the seventh-year Cormac McLaggen.

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Although he later got the batter position, in any case, Ron trained with the team for so long and played as a main draft player for a year, but was replaced by someone else in the position he was most familiar with. Well, it's a bit of a shame, and Ron himself is a face-saving guy.

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"Eternal God Emperor"

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This has caused Ron to be in a bad mood for the past month, and Fish has heard his self-pity dripping more than once. But when Fish and Harry wanted to bring Ron to a banquet at the Slug Club, he was resolutely refused.

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So after asking Hermione, Mao Mao ran to ask Dumbledore at her suggestion... Although Mao Mao still couldn't understand why Ron was unhappy.

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Compared to Fish, who was still ignorant, Dumbledore understood what was going on the moment the cat answered, he smiled and said, "Then bring him here, but remember to let him He kept it a secret."

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"Okay meow!"

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The cat nodded, and then ran off to continue eating.

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The day after Professor McGonagall's birthday, Fish told Ron the news, and he seemed very moved.

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"This, this... Thank you so much, Fish!" Ron thanked at a loss.

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At the same time, one of his face was flushed, ashamed of his previous situation like a resentful woman.

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Harry, who was beside him, also scratched his hair embarrassingly. He, Ron's best friend, should have asked this kind of thing.

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As a result, during this time, he only focused on inquiring about Slughorn's own mother, and the impact of Snape's incident caused him to ignore his friend's mood.

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In Ron's Thanksgiving Day, the time quickly came to Friday.

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Harry used the Invisibility Cloak to cover himself and Ron, and Fish and Hermione naturally didn't need this. Even if they didn't use the cat form, they could still be unimpeded in Hogwarts after curfew...

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It's just that in order to save some face for Professor McGonagall, Fish basically swims at night in the form of a cat.

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With Fish there, the journey from the Gryffindor dormitory to the headmaster's office was as smooth as ever. When the four of them pushed open the gleaming oak door, Dumbledore was already sitting behind the desk waiting for them.

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"Ha! Here's another one!" Phineas mocked dissatisfiedly in the portrait: "You should just post the password of the principal's office directly on the bulletin board!"

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"Do you have any opinion on Fish bringing friends to play?!"

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Before Dumbledore could speak, the cat ran to the portrait of Phineas and shouted.

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Then Phineas stopped talking, so he wouldn't foolishly quarrel with the cats.

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"Don't worry, Mr. Wesley, you were allowed to be brought by Fish with my consent." Dumbledore smiled and said to the embarrassed Ron.

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After a simple greeting, Dumbledore took out his Pensieve and a small bottle of new memories again.

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Ron looked curiously at the stone basin containing the silver substance... Although he had heard Harry mention it many times, it was the first time he had actually seen it.

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However, Hermione and Fish noticed that the broken vanishing cabinet had disappeared at this time, and it seemed that Dumbledore had put it away.

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"The last time we saw Voldemort's mother, the poor witch Merope, who had fled the Gaunt house shortly after her father and brother were taken by the Ministry of Magic, and was still with the handsome Muggle Tom Riddle eloped with..."

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Dumbledore did not immediately pour the memory into the Pensieve, but talked about what happened after the last memory.

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"Riddle had no reason to run away with her, so... she used a love potion? Or an Imperius?" Hermione asked sharply.

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"I personally prefer the former." Dumbledore nodded and sighed: "However, after they eloped and married for a few months, Tom Riddle returned to the big mansion in Little Hangleton, but he didn't bring him with him. His wife. Neighbors are rumoured that he insists he has been 'deceived' and 'blinded'..."

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"What's the matter?" Harry asked. "Has the love potion failed?"

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"It's just guesswork," said Dumbledore. "I think Merope loves her husband so deeply that she can't bear to continue to control him by magic. She was so obsessed with her love that she believed that her husband would fall in love with her in return. She thought her husband would stay for the sake of the children... But apparently, Riddle didn't. He decisively fled Merope and She and the child in her womb stayed in London."

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"How do you know she's in London, Professor?" Harry asked again.

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"Because of the evidence provided by Karaktacus Bock." Dumbledore said, "He and Mr. Borgin opened a magic shop called Borgin-Bock in Knockturn Alley."

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Harry gave a soft "ah", he remembered the shop where he met Malfoy and his son in Knockturn Alley, and the owner was called Mr. Borgin.

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Dumbledore glanced at Harry, who was suddenly enlightened, and did not ask more, because he had already known about Harry's mistaken entry into Knockturn Alley.

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He withdrew his gaze, opened the glass bottle in his hand containing Mr. Bock's memory, poured the silver substance inside into the Pensieve, and at the same time stopped a certain kitten that was eager to try.

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"Don't worry, Fish, this memory is very short, so you don't need to enter it directly."

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The cat pouted and sat back again.

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Without entering the mode of watching live from memory, he had experienced it before, it was a bit like watching TV.

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I saw Dumbledore shaking the contents of the Pensieve, like a gold digger sifting gold, and a little old man emerged from the spinning silver-white objects. He was slowly spinning in the Pensieve, pale and pale. Like ghosts, but more textured than ghosts.

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The content of the memory is very simple It is this little old man who tells about the impoverished and pregnant Merope who came to him to sell Slytherin's locket.

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"He only gave her ten Galleons?" Harry said indignantly.

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"Ten Galleons is a lot..." Ron said in a low voice... Even he knew that this amount of money was nothing compared to Slytherin's locket.

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Only Hermione caught the point, "Did you find it?! Slytherin's locket?!"

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She still remembered Dumbledore's guess last time, that Voldemort probably made it into a Horcrux.

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"Unfortunately, no." Dumbledore shook his head and said: "I only got a little useless clue... It eventually fell into the hands of Voldemort, but this also confirmed our previous speculation... It is most likely a Horcrux."

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He raised his wand, tapped the edge of the Pensieve gently, and after the silvery substance in the basin tumbled a few times, said: "This time, we are going to enter my memory. I think, you will find that it is not only the details Vivid and accurate. You come first, Fish..."

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The cat that couldn't wait for a long time immediately propped up the table and plunged into the Pensieve.

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