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Frank Bryce is a veteran of the First World War.
He was lucky just to catch the tail of final victory, which makes him and his father did not like to forget their residual footer on the battlefield.
Before his mother passed away due to excessive grief, she hung his skinny arms told Frank, a lifetime to sit safely, that is the most important.
But the young stubborn, he would prefer to give avenge his father.
May then again, he was lucky.
When he came back from the war, the war gave him a stiff just have to lose the leg, and extreme aversion to crowds and noise of Bale.
Father's hatred is reported to be considered finished?
This problem, Frank has not found the answer.
Since then, he decided to listen to his mother, then went to an ordinary job, sit safely will have a good life.
Then, in his hometown, wealthy Riddle family just looking for employment gardener.
It could not be better for him - not how deft the legs and feet, but also away from the noisy crowds unbearable. He believes that this must be one of the most suitable for his work.
To be honest, Riddle couple really good fit, because they are the same annoying.
But this has little to do with Frank, he does not care about much more than wages. He wants to, but that had their own stable life - his mother's last wishes.
May one day after nearly five years, host family but all somehow died in the home. As Frank Riedel living in the home, and the only still alive, by the police as a suspect given away.
The villagers immediately talking up, after all, this topic will always be before tea after dinner pastime talk.
Frank in the situation is extremely serious when the Riddles of the autopsy report came back, suddenly reversed the whole situation.
Police said that had never seen a more bizarre than that of the autopsy report.
Riddles no one was poison, weapon, pistol damage, nor is it suffocated or strangled.
In fact, the report clearly puzzled tone is one kind of writing: a family of three Riddle looks very healthy - except for one thing only, they all died.
Forensic determined to find out who is like a little wrong there like on the body.
"Everyone Riddle family's face with a kind of expression of horror."
As we have been unable to do anything but police put it - who heard of three people being scared of it?
Since there is no evidence that the Riddles had been murdered, the police had to put Frank out.
Astonished everyone and doubts overgrown, after Riddles buried in the cemetery, Frank Bryce actually went back to the Riddle House grounds, his log cabin there.
Frank village gossip for those not too interested, he is still in front of his gardener, then move down to the land owner.
This dry, would have done nearly half a century.
Now, Frank is about 77, he had a birthday.
He got a bad ear deaf, piece of bad legs stiffer than before. But the weather is good, people can still see him coming along working in the flower garden, although weeds to him quietly spread,He wanted no stopping.
In fact, the old Frank did not mind too confused, he knows he's just in vain it.
Moreover, Frank was not just to deal with weeds in it - the village boys always like to go on a throwing stones at the windows of the Riddle House.
As Frank spent a lot of effort just to maintain a flat meadow, they grind casual bike riding on it.
Once or twice, they bet for each other, and even broke into the old one.
They knew that the old Frank wholeheartedly Zhaizi and garden care,
Almost to an obsessive degree. So they would like to see him limping across the garden, brandishing a cane, with a hoarse voice yell at them.
Each time, they feel very happy.
The old Frank do?
He believes that the reason why these boys tormented him because they and their parents, grandparents, like, think he is a murderer.
But he almost did a lifetime job, and he had no reason to interrupt it. This is perhaps to his mother's wishes, but also for his own life.
Therefore, in the night of August ......
Frank has been sleeping old piece of bad leg pain wake up - now he is the older, more powerful leg pain. He got up from the bed, limped down the stairs into the kitchen, trying to fill a hot water bottle, to warm them his stiff knees.
He stood in the pool side, side to fill the kettle with water, while habitually looked up and looked toward the Riddle House.
Then he saw the upstairs windows in shimmering.
"Those little guys, what they came up with new tricks to punish my old bones?" The old Frank think they have guessed how the matter.
The boys broke into the old house, the windows of micro Shuoshuo shiny, dark uncertain, they see a fire.
He quickly put the bottle down, dragging piece of bad legs, he returned upstairs to get dressed as quickly as possible. Immediately, he went back to the kitchen, remove it from the rusty old key on a hook by the door.
Finally, pick up the crutches against the wall, one foot deep shallow kick walked into the night.
Riddle House front door was no sign of forced entry, the windows intact.
Old Frank limped around to the back of the house, parked in an almost completely hidden by ivy door, he took out the old key, opened the door silently.
He did not come for many years before.
However, despite the dark he looked around, he still remembered where the door to the corridor in. He fumbled walked past, the smell of something rotting nostrils.
Ears, he captures every trace of footsteps or voices on top of his head.
When he came to the corridor, where the front door because of the large windows on both sides of the grid, how much penetration into a little light.
He started up the stairs, while I thought thanks to the dust lay thick on the stone steps, his footsteps muffled sound and crutches, not easy to be noticed.
On landing, the old Frank, a right turn, and immediately saw the intruder in any place - is at the top of the corridor, a door open a crack, a flickering glimmer shot out from under the door, on the floor to cast a dark orange-yellow light.
Frank sideways carefully a little closer,Hands clutching a cane.
In a few steps away from the door where he can narrow the door slightly open, and saw some of the inside of the case.
He now saw that the fire in the fireplace was born - to tell the truth, it made him feel very unexpected.
He stopped, ears, only to hear the room came a man's voice. That sounds a bit stiff, dry tone also, people very uncomfortable.
"...... master, Lucius Malfoy just around the corner."
"Ok……"
Another voice suddenly rang, it sounds very young, and his tone was soft, full of strength. You can not know how, but only feel so Frank Khan Mao Duli up, as if to hear what not to hear the sound in general.
"Well, Wormtail it?" The voice asked softly, "how his situation like it?"
"died."
"Ah, this is among the things expected," the man calm authentic, "but the effect of it?"
"Auror dead one person, five civilians were killed, twenty-two wounded."
"It's that point?" The voice seems to get a little heavy, but still calm and natural, "because Dumbledore that old things soon got it?"
"No, it is because a student, but he also killed Wormtail," The dry voice paused, then continued, "he claimed Maka McLean."
"McLean ...... a student ......" The man seems to be thought, "Oh, except for that kid, who else will do? Maca McLean ...... you have played him yet?"
"There is no master command, under the servant not hands."
"...... or, ah, I go to the door that fed Nagini, and then come back to report that detailed the details of the battle."
Just then, the front door of the old Frank to speak, the body suddenly wide open, and his vision on the whole becomes dark. His life, so unexciting ended.
Meanwhile, a and Peter Pettigrew, like, the whole body filled with rich black gas figure standing there. UU reading + www.uukanshu.com + his hand clutching the old Frank's collar, dragging him into the hall in the old house.
With his old Frank would fling forward, also has a gas black snake looming out of the darkness to the rapid channeling out, the old Frank's corpse swallow.
Look there are a mostly hidden in the shadow of huge stature, it is clear than the basilisk also not too small.
"Hissing"
It scream loudly towards that figure, that vaguely provocative eyes shining light of wisdom.
......
Just when old Frank invest in the embrace of death, the one that is referred to in "Azkaban" Blackstone fortress behind the cemetery, a teenager being forced polished stone with a few thin.
This silence on the island, and that the sound of rock friction appeared to be quite unexpected.
But no one will be here to disturb his work, he just concentrate on grinding, trying to make the edges of some of the stone becomes more sharp.
No one knows what he wants to do, of course, here, no one will be interested in it wants.
The boy, nature is being locked up in Azkaban Maca.
"Whew!" He suddenly picked up the stone, stone chips blew blow the surface of the stone,He looked at over and over again, then nodded with satisfaction.
Maca is a natural this boy - before the time has not yet come, he has to do, just wait for it.
May have been working here and so is definitely not what he wanted, so he decided to take advantage of everything here, to continue some of his research.
For Maca, time is very valuable, not because of the poor condition of completely abandon study wasted time.
"Ah, not bad."
He picked stone, and made a not too deep scratches on the side of a dead tree trunk.
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