In a narrow street, dim lights shine on the ground quietly. Occasionally, a few little mice appeared from the sewers on the street. Everything around was quiet and peaceful. Suddenly, a man holding a baby about one year old suddenly flashed out of the air, and his body staggered and fell to the ground. The baby also rolled aside. However, the little guy was very strange. With such a big move, he didn't make any sound. Instead, he stood up by himself in the man's surprised gaze, groping and running towards a corner.

The man who had fallen to the ground was already full of despair, but when he saw the baby's movements, he was shocked and then he was overjoyed. He watched the baby run towards the corner step by step, and the man's eyes burst into hope. Regardless of whether the baby could understand it, he said in a hoarse voice: "Run, run, my son, hide it quickly, don't let them find it. The blood of the Guris family cannot be cut off from itself, run quickly......"

However, the baby suddenly fell to the ground and did not move, as if he was dead.

At the same time, several figures in cloaks suddenly appeared on the street. When they saw the man lying on the ground, they rushed over. One of them stretched out a short stick from the cloak and pointed at the man lying on the ground and said, "Guris, you, a scum in the pure blood family, dare you to surrender to Dumbledore as enemies of the great Dark Lord. Are you ready to accept punishment?"

The man struggled to raise his body, looked at the man in front of him and said, "Lucius, you guy who licks Voldemort's toes is the real pure blood scum. That crazy and arrogant bastard does not deserve to dominate the wizarding world at all. Wait, one day you and your master will go to perish together-"

"Avadassomim!" A green light blew through the dark night sky, and the man fell to the ground with a stiff expression, unable to speak anymore.

"Hmph! I don't know how to live or die!" A cold snorted disdainfully, Lucius moved the wand in his hand again, aiming at the motionless baby on the side.

A Death Eater behind him seemed a little reluctant, and pulled Lucius and said, "Forget it, Lucius, the Guris family is all pure blood, so let that child go, and the guys from the Order of the Phoenix are coming, we should retreat."

Lucius said stubbornly: "Even those who betray the Dark King will die if they are pure blood. Jiben, get out of here!" He shook the latter's hand and aimed the wand in his hand at the baby again.

At this moment, it seemed that I had a premonition that the baby, who had originally fallen on the ground, suddenly sat up on his own, and his pupils with gold and silver colors looked at the person in front of him coldly. The inexplicable color almost made everyone present shudder.

Looking at the baby's strange behavior, Lucius subconsciously took a step back, but then he thought of something. He gritted his teeth and waved his wand in his hand, "Avadassom!" The green light appeared again and shot straight towards the baby.

The baby looked at the green light coming towards him, and a light flashed in his eyes. With a flash of his little hand, a little mouse on the street suddenly flew over to block the green light. The little mouse twitched and fell to the ground and died, but the baby was safe.

"What!" "This is impossible!" All the Death Eaters present exclaimed, everything in front of them was far beyond their imagination. They looked at the baby in front of them with the look of looking at the monster.

The baby was unmoved. With a wave of his little hand, more than a dozen little mice flew over, forming a flesh wall in front of the baby, protecting the baby firmly behind him.

Everyone was stunned when they looked at the wonderful scene in front of them. It was not uncommon for the wizard's child to have strange abilities, but it was incredible to use a baby who could control things at will, and to know how to protect himself.

"If you kill him, you will do something, kill him!" Lucius, who has always regarded himself as a noble, didn't care about his face anymore. The scene in front of him had already made him lose his composure.

"Torn to pieces!" A red beam of light shot out from the hands of a reacting Death Eater. The wall made of mice was destroyed in an instant, revealing the baby with a painful face behind him.

"Ha! Go and die, you little monster!" Lucius had a hint of madness on his face, and he raised his staff again and was about to shoot a curse at the baby.

Damn it, Mo Wen, who had been reincarnated for more than a year, endured a severe headache and cursed in his heart. His luck was obviously C, but now why did he become E? He was originally reincarnated into an ancient family with pure blood and was secretly proud. A superior environment could provide a lot of convenience for his future growth. But in a blink of an eye, their family was killed by the Death Eater. There shouldn't be many enemies with Voldemort in the pure blood, so why did he ask him to get on the road?

Resisting the discomfort caused by force casting, Mo Wen began to consider whether to use the power of the Heroic Spirit God. Although it may attract the attention of the origin of the world, it is also better than being killed.

But at this moment, the air swayed on the street, and several figures suddenly appeared here. They raised the wand in their hands and attacked the Death Eater without saying a word.

"Damn it!" "Torn to pieces!" "Take your weapon!" Magical light illuminated half of the street.

The Death Eater, who had just attracted all his attention by Mo Wen's actions, was caught off guard and immediately retreated step by step. Lucius looked at Mo Wen who was lying on the ground unwillingly, gritted his teeth and said, "Retreat!"

As the figure swayed, all the Death Eaters disappeared, while the Order of the Phoenix stopped to check the conditions of the dead man and the baby who fell to the ground.

"How is the situation, James?" one of the figures asked at a man in glasses.

The other party picked up the baby from the ground, shook his head and said, "The situation is not very good. Guris is dead. Little Modi seems to have a high fever. We need to send him to Mungo Hospital, Sirius."

"Is that true?" Sirius looked at Guris lying on the ground with some sadness. "Although he didn't like Guris's noble style, he was pretty good, and he didn't expect to go there like this."

"Okay, let's report to Dumbledore about the situation here and see how he deals with Modi." Another man jerked at this time.

"Yes, Moon Face, our good boy of Mr. Dumbledore." At this time, Sirius saw that the atmosphere was a little depressed and joked, and then turned around and left.

At this time, James said thoughtfully: "Maybe I can adopt him, Lily is about to give birth, and he may be a playmate for our children, as if there are no people left in the Guris family."

What a joke? Mo Wen, who was already drowsy due to excessive overdraft, was shocked and woke up. He knew that James' son was the protagonist Harry Potter in the book. A year later, Voldemort would go to kill his whole family. Isn't he seeking death by adopting him? But is there any way for him to resist? Suddenly an idea came to his heart, and Mo Wen suddenly opened his throat and cried: "Torby! Toby!"

The baby's tender cry suddenly ran through the quiet street. James hurriedly comforted him, "Don't cry, don't cry, big feet, see why this child is crying, and who is Toby?"

Sirius shrugged and said, "How did I know that I have never raised a child? As for Toby, I remember it seems that the name of the Elf of the Gurice house is raised. Maybe it happened to be remembered by Little Modi."

As soon as Sirius finished speaking, a domestic elf wearing a pillowcase with blood appeared in front of several people. The elf first glanced at Guris who was lying on the ground and started to wail, "Master, what's wrong with you? No! The master is dead, the master is dead! Toby failed to protect the master, bad Toby, bad Toby!" Toby smashed the ground desperately with his head, and soon he ran into his head and was bleeding.

"Torby, Tobey!" Mo Wen's crying continued.

"Oh, the voice of the little master! It's so good, the little master is still there! Still there!" Toby, who was awakened by the crying, immediately jumped up from the ground, snatched Mo Wen from James' arms, and comforted in a low voice: "The little master doesn't cry, don't cry, Toby is here, your most loyal Toby is here! Toby will definitely protect the little master!"

"Home! Home! Toby! Toby!" Mo Wen continued to cry in a speechless voice.

"Okay, okay, little master, let's go home now." Toby comforted Mo Wenlai while going back.

"Wait a minute!" James suddenly spoke and called Toby, "Guris is dead. Little Modi cannot be taken care of. I think you should give him to me, I will take good care of him."

After hearing James's words, Toby hesitated, but at this time Mo Wen cried again: "Home! Home! Toby! Toby!"

After hearing this, Toby bowed to James and said, "I'm sorry, this gentleman, the master is dead. The little master is Toby's new master. Toby only obeys the master's orders. Now the little master wants to go home." After that, his figure began to fade.

"Wait!" James wanted to keep it, but Toby and Mo Wen's figures had disappeared.

"Forget it, James, that elf should take good care of that child. If you really want to adopt him, please discuss it with Dumbledore first!" Sirius comforted her, looking at her old friend with a little disappointed expression.

"Oh, I have to do this."

"Okay, don't do this, by the way, have your child's name been thought about?"

"Well, after thinking about it, the boy is called Harry and the girl is called Lilith, how about it?"

"Not bad, not bad, but you have to remember that the child's godfather must be me. Lupin, you are not allowed to rob me. Hey, Lupin, Moon Face, have you heard it? What do you think?"

Lupin frowned, and then reacted after hearing Sirius's words. He touched his chin and said, "Don't you think the child's reaction was a bit strange? It seemed like he was deliberately not wanting to be adopted by James. His behavior was a bit strange. And when we arrived just now, there seemed to be a Death Eater calling out some little monster. Are you talking about that child?"

Sirius said disrespectfully: "Forget it, how can a child over one year old be possible? Although Guris often boasts that his child is pure blood in pure blood and is born with unique eyes, he is just a child after all. What kind of monster is not a monster? You think too much!"
Chapter completed!