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This memory of Bob Ogden undoubtedly contains a huge amount of information.

But the bombshell that Voldemort was actually a half-blood made Regulus speechless for several minutes before he managed to calm down his complicated mood.

More than 20 years ago, when the Black family decided to support Voldemort's cause, everyone more or less speculated about Voldemort's prominent life experience and his close relationship with Salazar Slytherin.

Everyone in the wizarding world knew that Salazar Slytherin was obsessed with blood, so no one considered the possibility that Voldemort, the heir, was not pure blood.

"So, the Dark Lord's Slytherin bloodline was inherited from his mother..." Regulus wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in a solemn voice, "That's Marvolo's daughter... named May. Lopu’s?”

"Yes, what we just saw are Voldemort's relatives: his grandfather, uncle and parents." Dumbledore didn't seem surprised by Regulus' reaction, and said in a matter-of-fact tone, "For You must know the history of the Gunter family. It is really sad that they have fallen to this end."

Regulus glanced at the portrait on the wall. Phineas Nigellus was burying his face in his arms, pretending to sleep, pretending not to hear their conversation.

Although Regulus' knowledge of the Gaunt family is limited to records, the performance of Marvolo Gaunt and Morfin Gaunt that he just remembered can only be said to confirm the description in the biography.

The Gaunt family is very old and is known for its restlessness, violence and emphasis on luxury. In order to maintain the purity of their bloodline, they maintain the habit of marrying close relatives, which makes the shortcomings in their character constantly amplified.

The Marvolo and Morfin I saw in their memories were arrogant and arrogant to the point of being unreasonable, but they were so poor that they couldn't even afford a decent house. They could only live with their two heirlooms every day. Dreams, fantasizing about one's supreme status.

As for Merope Gaunt, it is the other extreme: under the suppression of Marvolo and Morfin, he lives in fear, cannot even cast a decent magic, and has no regard for the family's illustrious ancestors and noble blood. He didn't take it to heart, but he was obsessed with the Muggle Tom Riddle.

"What happened next?" Regulus asked suddenly. The memory Dumbledore showed him just now was obviously incomplete.

"We have seen all the valuable details. As for the rest...Ogden ran back to the Ministry of Magic and rushed back to the Gaunt house with reinforcements before Marvolo killed Merope. Marvolo and Morfin They did not intend to surrender obediently. They resisted and injured several Aurors, but were eventually subdued." Dumbledore told calmly, "Marvolo was sentenced to six months in Azkaban. Morfin was sentenced to three years in prison because of his criminal record... Merop did not participate in the battle, and the Aurors only captured his father and brother."

"Without her father's suppression and brother's trouble, Merope can carry out her pursuit plan." Regulus mused, "As a witch, she has many ways to make poor old Tom fall in love with her at first sight..."

"The squire's son Tom abandoned his young and beautiful fiancée and ran away with the tramp's daughter Merope. This bizarre and touching love story became a big scandal in Little Hangleton Village at the time," Dumbledore Said, "When Marvolo was released from Azkaban and returned home, he only saw the farewell letter left by his daughter, which contained what she had done."

"Pathetic." Regulus said firmly, not knowing whether he was referring to Marvolo or Merope.

"There was more than one sad person in this incident. For example, old Marvolo had a bad temper. According to my subsequent investigation, he died soon after that. Perhaps his daughter ran away from home and gave birth to him. He was too shocked..." Dumbledore said regretfully, "The environment in Azkaban is too harsh, and he is indeed not young anymore. Six months is enough to destroy his body."

"Maybe he doesn't know how to cook for himself." Regulus speculated.

"It's also possible... Anyway, some time after Marvolo died, old Tom Riddle suddenly ran back to the big house where his ancestors lived in Little Hangleton, but he didn't take his wife with him." Lido continued to tell the story, "A new rumor spread in the village, saying that Old Tom Riddle insisted that he had been 'cheated' and 'blinded'."

"Of course it's impossible for him to say that he was bewitched," Regulus said. "No one would believe such an outrageous thing and would only regard him as a lunatic. It's just a pity that his original fiancée... whose name is Sisi Leah's? I have to admit, she's much prettier than Merope."

"The villagers all believed that Old Tom had dirty hands and feet. When he was stealing food, Merop caught him and lied to him that he wanted to have a child for him, so he forced Old Tom to marry him..." Dumbledore was weird He smiled softly and said, "You can't blame others. The Riddle family's reputation in Little Hangleton has never been very good, but for a long time, one thing that has confused everyone is Old Tom's taste."

"They guessed it right. Merope did give birth to Old Tom Riddle's child..." Regulus pulled up a chair and sat down, saying softly, "But I guess Old Tom will definitely not give birth to a child." She’s paying alimony.”

"This is the sad thing about Merope. She may think that she loves her 'husband' deeply and everything she does is for him, and using magic to control the other person is not a long-term solution... no matter it is The Imperius Curse was still a love potion, and she finally stopped her methods, hoping that her 'husband' would respond to her feelings, or... stay with her for the sake of her unborn child." Dumbledore's tone contained a hint of something. Feelings and regrets.

"I don't think she has anything to pity. This kind of approach is kidnapping and enthralling..." Regulus tried hard to find the right words, "In short... you know what I mean, you can't put a stamp on your head that says 'It's all for love' hat, just do whatever you want.

"I agree...but love makes people blind, this cannot be denied..." the old principal sighed feebly.

Looking at Dumbledore's expression, Regulus wisely chose not to continue arguing with Dumbledore on this matter.

"We just talked about the issue of alimony. According to the evidence provided by Caractacus Bock, after being abandoned by Old Tom, Merope wandered in London for a while..."

Dumbledore poked the pensieve with his wand, and a figure of a bushy old man emerged from the pensieve.

"...The situation at that time was very special. It was before Christmas many years ago. The young witch said that she was in a hurry for money. She was ragged, haggard and pregnant. She said that the locket was Slytherin. Yes, I hear such nonsense every day... But after I saw the Slytherin mark, I used a few spells to figure out the truth. This thing is priceless... I spent ten galleons to get rid of it. Let’s get rid of that woman, this is the best deal we’ve ever made!”

"From what Hepzibah and Burke said, I can predict that this locket didn't sell for much money...but ten galleons is a bit too much." Regulus said with half pity and half injustice. .

Dumbledore pushed the pensieve aside and spoke as if he was reciting a eulogy: "Anyway, the pain of disillusionment in love destroyed everything in Merope. She was poor and sick, alone, wandering around with her pregnancy. She also had to sell off the only thing she had before, the family heirloom that represented the glory of her surname. Of course, she might have preferred her surname to be Riddle... Finally, on a cold New Year's Eve, she collapsed at the door of an orphanage. , and gave birth to little Tom Riddle..."

Valley</span>Regulus had almost digested the information, and when he heard the details of Voldemort's voice, the expression on his face no longer changed.

"...she died an hour after little Tom was born, without even using magic to save her own life."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, there was silence in the room, except for the occasional crackling of wood in the fireplace.

"Mr. Principal."

"Ok?"

"I think if you change your career to a gossip reporter, this woman will probably be unemployed in a few days." Regulus commented sincerely, pointing at Rita Skeeter, who was sleeping soundly beside her. He said, "Where did you get all these old news? Don't use the excuse that you know a lot of people to fiddle with me."

"I didn't deliberately investigate this." Dumbledore laughed, "Because Tom's admission notice happened to be delivered by me personally, and these stories were told to me by the director of the orphanage where he lived when he was a child. If you If you want to see it with your own eyes, I still have memories of those years here..."

The old principal stood up, pointed to several crystal bottles in the glass cabinet, and continued: "You will be pleasantly surprised to find that they are not only vivid in detail, but also accurate..."

"Forget it, I don't want to know something like 'a hundred details of the Dark Lord's childhood life', it's not interesting." Regulus rejected Dumbledore's proposal, "But I can probably understand , why does he hate Muggles and... Muggle-born wizards?"

"tell me the story?"

"No matter how the Gaunt family declines, they are indeed the heirs of Slytherin. There is no doubt about this. Such a life experience is undoubtedly prominent in the wizarding world. Of course, the Dark Lord cannot tolerate such a 'noble' blood being replaced by Muggle blood. 'Tainted'." Regulus stood up and paced under the portraits of the previous principals, "That's why he used such an excuse to gather supporters for himself."

"Yes."

"But what I can't understand is why you have known this for a long time but never exposed it?" Regulus suddenly stopped and stared at Dumbledore, his eyes unblinking, "If people would have known this at that time, Knowing that the Dark Lord is half-blood would make at least half the population consider whether to continue supporting him."

"I have indeed considered doing this." Dumbledore replied calmly, as if he had expected Regulus to ask this question, "But I don't want Voldemort to know that I know so much about his past. For For me, the most terrifying enemy is always Voldemort himself, not his supporters..."

"I believe that the vast majority of people follow him because it is profitable, not really because of his noble blood. If Voldemort can really make a pure-blood wizard stand on the top of the tower, then at least he will be like Lucius Malfoy Such a person will not care about his bloodline. As for the other group of people..."

"It's useless for people like Bella to tell them this." Regulus quickly turned around and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Only an idiot like me would regard his origin as important. thing."

"Exactly." Dumbledore clapped his hands, seemingly happy that the two of them had reached a consensus, and then quickly added, "Don't get me wrong, I'm only targeting the first half of your sentence."

"It doesn't matter..." Regulus sat back on the chair helplessly.

"In short, we already know Voldemort's origin, which may help us infer some of his behavior." Dumbledore said, "Back to our topic today, old Marvolo values ​​his heirlooms as much as he does. is as important as his son, because it represents the blood inheritance of Slytherin and Peverell, which is much more important than his daughter. I assume that at this point, Voldemort's ideas coincide with his grandfather..."

"You mean, that ring might have been made into a Horcrux..." Regulus said to himself, "Yes, the Dark Lord has always worn it, whether it is Professor Slughorn's or not." In the memory, it’s still the memory of the soul fragment in the locket.”

"Indeed, because I was lucky enough to get a very valuable memory from Morfin Gaunt." Dumbledore took out another crystal bottle and poured the memory inside into the pensieve. Sixteen years after this memory occurred, Voldemort decided to return to Little Hangleton to visit his living relatives."

This time, Regulus did not refuse Dumbledore's invitation, and the two fell into the Pensieve again and returned to the Gaunt house.

The place was much messier than the last time they came, with cobwebs and stains everywhere, the food on the table was moldy, and the iron pot was rusty.

Morfin Gaunt, who was no longer human, slumped in an armchair, his messy hair and beard covering his face, and a pile of empty wine bottles under his feet.

There was a heavy knock on the door. Morfin picked up his wand and dagger, staggered up, and faced the young man Tom Riddle who pushed in.

Regulus noticed that the ring that was once on Marvolo's hand was now on Morfin's hand.

Facing the ferocious and armed Morfin, Voldemort admirably remained calm and fearless throughout the whole process, much more skillfully than the last time the Ministry of Magic official Bob Ogden performed.

The two began a conversation in Parseltongue, with Morfin stating that Voldemort looked exactly like Tom Riddle Sr. and that Riddle Sr. had returned to Little Hangleton.

Finally, the memory ends abruptly after Morfin angrily reveals that Merope took Slytherin's locket.