Fudge on the side suddenly said.

“I will send Aurors to protect that place. Even your aunt, uncle, and cousin will be secretly protected by the Aurors. You can rest assured on this matter.”

After saying this, Fudge also looked at Dumbledore.

“The Ministry of Magic has always supported you, Professor. So if you have any clues that require the Ministry’s cooperation, we will definitely cooperate. We have the same goal.”

As Harry and Fudge looked on, Dumbledore stroked his beard.

“I have some clues, but… never mind. In that case, Harry, you come with me.”

“Don’t you need an Auror?”

Fudge looked at Dumbledore, who had put his hand on Harry’s shoulder.

“These are just some guesses, they may not be accurate. Besides, we don’t have enough Aurors right now. We should try to let them have more rest. After all…”

Dumbledore seemed to sigh.

“This is a long war…”

130 I’ve always wanted to see your jealous expression!

Harry used to envy those wizards who could move around using teleportation spells.

Although there are teleportation scrolls for sale in stores, it’s not that the scrolls are unaffordable, but riding a horse is more cost-effective.

But now Harry felt that unless he faced any special situations in the future, he would not use this spell called Apparition if possible.

This feeling of being squeezed flat and then blown into a round shape is really uncomfortable.

After holding his knees and taking a few breaths, Harry stood up again and looked around.

They were now standing beside a valley in which there was a village nestled between two steep hillsides, with a church and a cemetery clearly visible.

On the hillside opposite the valley, there is a mansion that looks a bit dilapidated, but you can still see how magnificent it was in the past. It is surrounded by large green lawns.

“This is Little Hangleton.”

Dumbledore said to Harry as he looked at the valley.

“Voldemort’s parents were both born here.”

“parents?”

Harry looked at the small village in the valley. He never expected that such a small village could produce the talented people who raised Voldemort.

“Yes, that’s his father’s old house, Riddle House.”

Dumbledore said to Harry, pointing to the magnificent old house on the hillside.

“And over there, is the house of Voldemort’s mother.”

Looking in the direction of Dumbledore’s finger, Harry saw only a small dark forest.

Harry’s eyes widened, but he saw no signs of human habitation in the grove.

“I remember you said that Voldemort was an orphan who grew up in an orphanage…”

Harry, who didn’t find anything in the grove, turned his head to look at the big house on the hillside.

“So what’s going on?”

Dumbledore patted Harry on the shoulder and spoke to him as they walked towards the grove.

“Based on the memories of some eyewitnesses and some of my speculations, I guess this is probably what happened.”

Dumbledore said to Harry as they walked along a bumpy path.

“Voldemort is very likely a descendant of Slytherin, but his fanatical pure-blood creed and poor management have caused his family to fall into poverty. Not only has he lost his wealth, but he has also had some problems with inbreeding, which has made his mental state unstable…”

As Dumbledore spoke, Harry saw a house half hidden among the tangled roots of the trees.

He thought it was a strange place to build a house, or rather, a strange decision to have those big trees growing next to the house, blocking out all the light and the view of the valley below.

But it was obvious that no one lived here now. The half-collapsed walls were covered with moss, and many tiles on the roof had fallen off, revealing the rafters inside here and there.

“And in the Riddle Mansion on the hillside, there is a young man named Tom, who is a famous handsome guy in the surrounding area.”

Harry rubbed his chin when he heard this.

“So that handsome boy named Tom is looking for some excitement one day?”

“No, it was Tom’s mother who was madly obsessed with Tom, so I guess she might have used some magic to confuse Tom’s mind and made Tom elope with her…”

“And the magic failed?”

Dumbledore nodded.

“Yes, Voldemort’s father abandoned them. Perhaps this incident dealt a heavy blow to Voldemort’s mother, so she could not bear it and passed away, leaving only the boy named Tom Riddle at the door of an orphanage.”

“Here we are.”

When Harry arrived at the half-collapsed hut, he saw several dead snakes nailed to the door.

It had obviously been some time since someone had nailed them there, and the dead snakes had either dried up into mummies or only a skull was left hanging on the door.

“Do you think Voldemort hid his Horcruxes here?”

Harry looked at the dilapidated cottage in front of him and couldn’t understand why someone would put something related to his life in a place like this.

“I know Tom. He is a man who has a strong sense of ritual. He hates his past, but he will also commemorate it. According to Ron’s information, he even made a diary into his own Horcrux, so…”

Dumbledore pushed open the door where the dead snake was nailed.

“Given that Voldemort hated Muggles, it’s very possible that he hid a Horcrux in the place where his mother lived.”

As Dumbledore pushed open the door with a creaky sound, a thick cloud of dust immediately rose from behind the door.

It certainly looked like no one had been in this house for a long time.

Dumbledore waved his wand to clear away the dust, and Harry followed Dumbledore into the dilapidated house.

Soon, just like the last time he went to the cave by the sea, Dumbledore came to a corner of the room waving his wand.

There is a small circular space here that is not covered with dust.

Dumbledore picked up a piece of object from the ground, which was either a stone or a bone, and threw it towards the circular space.

“Crack~”

A semicircular shield appeared in the air and blocked the small stone.

“It seems we are a step too late, or we have chosen the wrong target.”

Dumbledore turned and looked at Harry.

“But this may be good news.”

“good news?”

Harry didn’t quite understand what Dumbledore meant.

“Yes, that might be good news.”

Dumbledore said to Harry after he took him out of the shabby house.

“There is only one soul of Voldemort that escaped from the Chamber of Secrets, but there were two Voldemorts that we encountered in the cave last time. Now the ring here has also disappeared…”

Harry nodded.

“It means that Voldemort is activating his Horcruxes, allowing them to start moving freely.”

Dumbledore looked at the large house on the hill in the distance.

“On the bright side, we may not have to look for those Horcruxes anymore, they will just pop out one by one…”

“But the bad news is that we have more than one Voldemort to face.”

Harry sighed.

“Honestly, I don’t know which of the two news is worse.”

“Harry, you have to understand that wherever we go, we leave traces. So when these Horcruxes start to move, the chances of us discovering them are higher…”

Dumbledore looked at Harry, thought for a moment, and then sighed.

“Harry, I’m afraid I must ask you a favor.”

Dumbledore looked at Harry with a flicker in his eyes.

Harry was very familiar with this look. Whenever he was about to take on some commissions that he wasn’t sure if they were bad but would definitely be embarrassing, the clients would always give him this look.

“I want you to meet someone.”

“Who?”

Dumbledore looked up at the sky.

“An old friend of mine.”

Although they were old friends, Harry could hear a hint of melancholy in Dumbledore’s tone that was definitely not typical of an “old friend.”

Harry looked up at the sky.

“Let’s go, Professor. I hope we can still make it in time to cut the cake when we come back. Do you want to have a piece of cake, Professor?”

“Cake? What flavor?”

“Raspberry and blueberry ice cream cake.”

“It’s a weird taste, but I think I’ll give it a try.”

Dumbledore put his hand on Harry’s shoulder.

The next moment, Harry and Dumbledore appeared in front of a tall tower among the mountains. There seemed to be something carved on the gate of the tower.

Harry looked closely and saw that it was the runes ‘For the Greater Good’.

“Professor, this is…”

Before Harry could finish his words, a tile fell from the tower in front of Harry and Dumbledore.

This time Harry didn’t need to strain his eyes to see the word ‘Get Out’ written on the tile.

Dumbledore cleared his throat and looked at Harry.