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Chapter 93 Turning Point in Fate (Part 1)

I opened my eyes as usual for a new day, but for some reason, I felt a little uneasy today.

It seems like something is about to happen, and it must be related to me.

I sat up in bed and ran my fingers through my hair in frustration.

This feeling is so strange. I didn't have any nightmares last night. Where did this feeling come from?

After calming myself down, I pulled back the covers, changed out of my pajamas, dressed neatly, and washed up.

(The sponsor will begin Sirius Black's adolescence on the day James Potter and Lily Potter pass away.)

[Jin: The host's son has begun time travel...]

Having just left this real time, I didn't realize that in the time I was supposed to be in, Mingyue was lying in the cat's bed.

As I left, its eyes opened, revealing half-gold and half-blue beastly pupils. It also stood up and left this reality before the final teleportation array disappeared.

I am currently hiding near the home of James and Lily Potter, completely unaware of all this.

It's already around 7 or 8 pm, and it's getting dark.

Inside the house, a heartwarming scene unfolded as James Potter and Lily Potter teased Harry Potter.

Suddenly the weather changed, and the already dark night became even darker as dark clouds covered it.

Silver lightning flashed within the dark clouds, large and small bolts of lightning accompanied by thunder.

Then a strong wind blew up, causing the plants in front of the Potter's house to sway from side to side.

As the weather suddenly changed and it was about to rain, Lily Potter picked up Harry Potter and left, going up to the second floor.

James Porter stayed on the first floor of the house to pack his things.

Riddle, dressed in a dark red magic robe, appeared in front of the Potters' house.

His figure appeared and disappeared in the darkness, like a ghost.

Riddle's face was obscured by the hood of his magic robe, making his expression impossible to discern, but the chilling aura emanating from him sent shivers down one's spine.

He stood there quietly, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, opening a corner of Riddle's robe and revealing his wand.

The tip of the wand gleamed with an eerie light, sending a chill down one's spine.

Riddle slowly raised his hand and gently knocked on the Potters' door with his wand.

The door slowly opened, and James Potter put down what he was packing and appeared in the doorway.

His face was filled with terror; he hadn't expected Riddle to show up at his doorstep.

His family had been hidden under a spell of unwavering loyalty, so how did Riddle still manage to get here?

"Finally found you." Riddle is not Voldemort now; he has not split his soul, and he is perfectly lucid.

Following Riddle's words, shadowy figures began to appear near the Potter's house; they were all Riddle's followers.

James Potter, seeing this scene, knew exactly what was going on. He immediately locked the door and ran to get his wand from the table.

With a 'bang,' the house door was blown open, and the impact slammed James Potter against the wall, knocking him unconscious.

Riddle and his followers slowly entered the house.

"Master, what should we do with him?" A follower dressed in black robes approached Riddle and asked.

“Just leave it there. We’re only taking the child.” Riddle had no intention of harming the Potters; he was only interested in the little boy who could defeat him.

I wonder if Ayers would like such a small doll.

Even at this moment, Riddle was lost in thought.

A group of people walked up to the second floor, where every room was tightly closed. Riddle glanced at the followers standing there.

Those who were watching him consciously took their wands and went to various rooms.

"There's no one here," the person at the very back called out.

The second room was also empty.

“Looks like it’s here.” Riddle looked at a room next to the stairs.

Everyone looked at the room, and Riddle gestured to one of his followers to open the door.

"Yes." Unexpectedly, the voice sounded quite familiar; it was Lucius Malfoy.

Lucius Malfoy opened the door with 'Alaho Open,' and Riddle led a group of people into the small room.

Lily Potter is holding Harry Potter and pointing her wand at a group of people.

“Don’t resist, Lily,” Riddle said. “If you hand Harry over to me, I’ll spare your life.”

Lily Porter looked at Riddle, her eyes shining with determination.

“I will not hand Harry over to you, you devil!” Lily Potter said.

Riddle's face showed anger after hearing Lily Potter's words.

He tried to reason with them in a polite manner, but everyone treated him like a wicked person who had done absolutely nothing wrong. It was infuriating.

He waved his wand again, and a green beam shot toward Lily Potter.

Lily Potter didn't flinch; she shielded Harry from the light with her own body.

Harry Potter cried in his mother's arms, unaware of what had happened.

However, he felt his mother's warmth and love.

Lily Potter looked at Harry, tears welling in her eyes.

“Harry, I love you,” Lily Potter said. “You must live well.”

After saying that, Lily Potter closed her eyes.

“Tom Marvolo, have you had enough?” I suddenly flew in through the window of the room.

My hair was a vibrant red, burning like flames, and it swayed in the wind like a burning fire.

It has a pair of phoenix wings, the feathers of which are multicolored and shimmer with a dazzling light, as if they were made of flames.

However, in order to prevent the house from burning down, I have shrunk the wings considerably.

She wore a magnificent robe embroidered with exquisite phoenix patterns. The phoenixes in the patterns were so lifelike that they seemed ready to take flight at any moment.

A golden belt, inlaid with various gemstones, shimmered with dazzling light around his waist.

She wore a pair of gold bracelets on her wrists, with exquisite patterns engraved on them, shimmering with a mysterious light.

She wore a pair of golden boots, embroidered with exquisite phoenix patterns that shimmered with dazzling light.

If it weren't for my distinctive voice, Riddle wouldn't have recognized me.

"When did you get back? Why didn't you come to see me?" Riddle looked at me happily, completely forgetting the current situation.

"You should leave here first; Dumbledore is coming."

I pushed Riddle to leave first; time was of the essence, and I still needed to take care of the Potters' matter.

"Okay, that's all for today. I'll wait for you at home."

Riddle lost interest in the child in the corner; with his lover by his side, none of that mattered.

Riddle then turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared into the air.

His followers, seeing that their master had left, also left, leaving behind a mess.