Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"Golden Cup...Ms Hufflepuff's relic, is it of special use?"

On the country road, there are dense purple-shirt forests on both sides. In the purple-shirt forest, you can vaguely see a square of tombs scattered between the woods.

This is the small Hangton Village, not far from the old house of the Gunter family.

Little Hangerton Village is really a small village, with only a dozen families in total, but here there is also a famous local rich family - the Riddle family.

It is said that it is a family, but it is actually just a rich man in the countryside. He made his family by doing a business with purple shirts and wood, and could only boast between the countryside.

Of course, the Riddle family is no longer there and died more than thirty years ago.

It is said that he was killed by Little Gunter of the Great Hangdon Gantt family. No one knows how he killed it, and no one knows why he killed it.

The villagers just vaguely remembered that on that night more than 30 years ago, the green light was dazzling, and the wailing sounded all night...

After that, Gunter disappeared. Some people said he fled for fear of crime, and some said he was arrested secretly, but there were many different opinions and there was no definite answer.

Anyway, the Gunter family is crazy and no one likes them, so naturally no one pays attention to them. Whether it is dead or alive, there is no difference, isn't it...

The roads between the city and the countryside lead to the entrance of the Little Hangerton Village, and then turn into a narrow path that runs through the middle of the village.

At most, two people can pass side by side in the path, which is not much larger than the entrance to the Overturned Alley. Walking deeper along this path, the dense purple-shirt forest is approaching.

This purple-shirt forest was the medium for the Riddle family to make a fortune back then. After the Riddle family died, it was deserted and gradually grew to what it is today.

Of course, the so-called human death for money has caused no one to invade this forest in recent years.

But to be honest, everyone who occupied this forest will either go crazy or die tragically in the end.

As many people died, no one dared to make up the woods. Later, the villagers simply regarded this place as a cemetery.

The tombs that can be seen everywhere in the forest now come from this.

Perhaps because of the too many tombs in the forest, this forest always seems particularly gloomy. Every time when night falls, the forest will ignite the phosphorus fire, which is green and very intriguing.

In addition, the Great Hangdon in the depths of the jungle has long been deserted, so no one has ever been involved in this deep and cold forest path for a long time. Until today, it has once again welcomed two strange guests.

Dumbledore reached out to dust off the dead branches of the yew tree, and then swung away the ignited phosphorus fire. A dead bone similar to a human finger bone flashed under his feet. He turned his head and looked at Wang Xuebin who was playing with the golden cup, and said softly:

"To be honest, the role of Hufflepuff's Golden Cup is nothing more than a utensil to help the Hogwarts's house elves transport food better with magic.

It's not a special alchemy item, in my office, in the auditorium concierge seats, and there are many similar things like this.

What's more precious about this gold cup is that it was carved and made by Ms. Hufflepuff, and its symbolic meaning is much greater than that of actual meaning..."

“That is,…”

Beside Dumbledore, Wang Xuebin, who was playing with the golden cup that had been strictly sealed, raised his eyebrows and said with a pout:

"...Tom took a tray where the house elf passed on vegetables to make Horcrux?"

"emmm...a very vivid explanation. I have to say that your views are very unique and insightful..."

"Oh..."

Wang Xuebin chuckled, returned the golden cup to Dumbledore, swung the vine that blocked the road ahead, and shook his head speechlessly.

The more Wang Xuebin understood, the more he could feel the lack of Voldemort's background. The foundation here was not the tradition of the aristocratic etiquette of the Rauschzi, but the mentality and spirit of dealing with people.

Tom's mental flaws were too great, and not only did he not find a way to make up for the exercise, but he had been trying to cover up the truth by violent means.

This made him never able to convince his fans or even enemies just by relying on his personal charm.

This is also why Grindelwald was able to spread Europe and the United States and cause turmoil, while Voldemort was nearly fifty years old, but he was still wandering around the British Isles.

You know, in terms of personal combat effectiveness, the difference between the two is not very big, but Dumbledore's attitude towards the two is very different!

Facing the eve of Grindelwald, Dumbledore had no confidence in victory, and even had no sleepiness all night, silently praying for the protection of luck.

Because he knew that Grindelwald's power was a disciplined and programmatic revolutionary army. If he was not careful, he would eliminate the fate of the two world orders of wizards and Muggles.

Voldemort's Death Eaters is just a violent organization of underworld nature. It is selfish, takes personal interests first, acts against the contrary, and uses violent coercion as the foundation for the organization's maintenance!

They are also enemies, but Grindelwald has a comprehensive crush on Voldemort, such as mind, will, vision, and energy, and there is nothing comparable to the two!

This is also why Wang Xuebin dared to use Voldemort as a knife, because he knew that a character like Voldemort would not be able to jump out of his palm.

If it were Grindelwald, Wang Xuebin would definitely consider it, because using the latter would be like trying to get a skin from a tiger. Maybe it would be more rewarding and thankless!

"Here, it's here!"

As he said that, Dumbledore stopped. Wang Xuebin, who was standing beside him, calmed down after hearing this and raised his head.

"That's it? Are you serious?"

Gunter's Old House, the holder of the Resurrection Stone among the three brothers of the Deathly Hallows, and the descendant of Peverier...

Hogwarts founded four giants, the descendant of Salazar Slytherin...

One of the twenty-eight pure blood saints, the ancestral home of the Gunter family, has not yet come from a slum to live...

It is not so much a house as a wooden shed, with moss on the wooden walls, almost all the tiles on the roof fell off, and the rafters inside were leaked in many places.

There were dense nettles around the house, all the way to the windows. The windows were very small, without glass, and filled with thick aged dirt, as if covered with slurry.

The outside of the house was made of a circle of thorns as a wall, and a few simple wooden strips were nailed to the door. The gate was hung with an S-shaped dead snake as a mark, and now it has become a snake dryer.

If it weren't for the mysterious power to maintain this place, the storm of more than thirty years would have eroded the wooden shed called Gunter's old house.

"...Is the location of Gunter's old house really here?"

Dumbledore, who was standing beside him, naturally understood what Wang Xuebin was suspicious. He looked up at the harsh environment in front of him, was silent for a moment, and nodded slightly.

"...Although it's a bit incredible, I can be sure that Gunter's old house is indeed here..."

"Wow...just this room...How can the Gunter family sleep at night..."

“...Your thoughts are so special…”