HP Magic Biography

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So, the resurrection stone was not destroyed by you?

Of course, I don't have that ability. Maybe it's okay to let me study for a while. Fan Lin rolled his eyes. Except for the Elder Wand, the Deathly Hallows is still a wand, the other two things are so simple.

For example, the invisibility cloak, although the material is doubtful, but in the story, it is something used by the serious god of death.

Of course, the Deathly Hallows was all there was to it, a wand made of elderberry with yechee tail feathers, and a ruby.

But the source of power determines extraordinary, right?

Well, but Dumbledore didn't give him to me... Harry paused.

It's a good thing, Hermione lectured, as the story goes...

A soulless shell, yes, I know. Harry interrupted impatiently.

But it's the Deathly Hallows after all, isn't it? Fan Lin said, After all, his power comes from the target that the mysterious man is pursuing.

Yes, that's what he's looking for. Harry sighed helplessly, You-Know-Who... is looking for the Elder Wand.

He knew it, and that was the truth. It all made sense, Voldemort wasn't looking for a new wand, he was looking for an old one, very old. Harry walked towards the entrance of the tent, looking up at the night sky, thinking, completely forgetting the existence of Fan Lin and Hermione...

Voldemort was brought up in a Muggle orphanage, and no one could tell him the tales of The Legend of Bee the Bard when he was a child, and he couldn't have known more than they did.

Few wizards believe in the Deathly Hallows. How did Voldemort know this? Harry stared at the night sky...

Perhaps because of his experiments? vampire? Or something else, but obviously, Voldemort has mastered some of the power of death, Nagini is a good example.

Naturally, as for the items made by the God of Death, as Fan Lin said, if Fan Lin can find clues, so can Voldemort.

Can the owner of the three items really control death?

perhaps?

Anyway, Voldemort has succeeded!

But if he had known about the Deathly Hallows in the first place, he probably wouldn't have needed a Horcrux.

He once got the sacred object, but turned it into a Horcrux. Does this prove that he doesn't know the story about the most secret ancient wizard?

This shows that although Voldemort was looking for the Elder Wand, he did not fully understand its power, nor did he know that it was one of the three holy relics... Since this wand is undoubtedly the Deathly Hallows, and is the most well-known ...the Elder Wand has left its bloody mark on the long history of magic.

Don't be disturbed by superfluous things, Harry! Fan Lin said suddenly, patting Harry's shoulder with his hand.

At some point, Fan Lin was by Harry's side again.

As for the god of death, I may have a little way to deal with it...

What?

I mean, this... Fan Lin said,

As soon as he raised his hand, a chain made of ice crystals was tightly wrapped around the pillar in the center of the tent. Visible to the naked eye, the chill began to spread, and the flame that Hermione lit seemed to be faintly extinguished.

Didn't you transform this...magic? Harry almost forgot that there was this thing in Fan Lin's body. Harry had always resisted magical transformation, perhaps because he had seen strange things in the first grade. Lo's face has been the shadow left by Harry ever since.

You can say that. Fan Lin nodded, looking at the link between the chain and his palm, exuding a different kind of brilliance.

In fact, as his strength increased, Fan Lin could control this thing more freely.

Sky Lock?

It seems inappropriate, but it is very similar.

Relying on the supply of magic power, the divine runes engraved on the bones are like a manifested spell.

But, I never saw you...

This thing consumes a lot of money, and I've mastered it slowly. Fan Lin said, Actually, it's not very easy to use.

Harry was about to place a question mark on Fan Lin's explanation.

Harry can't believe a single punctuation mark, isn't it easy to use? From the looks of it, no wizard can defend against this move...

Okay, so, what is it for?

Seal! Fan Lin said, This is the seal of a god that I obtained.

The... seal of the gods?

I found it on the Book of Abraham. Fan Lin said, stretching out his hand, and the metal-covered Book of Abraham appeared in his hand.

This is not just a great work on alchemy, Fan Lin said, In fact, there are things about alchemy, in addition to the source of matter and the Philosopher's Stone, there are many other things, for example, about God.

Harry swallowed, he looked at the pages of Fan Lin's book, and then...

Uh...what's the text on it?

Pictographs!

Then is it useful for you to take it out? Harry said a little speechlessly, I can't understand it.

Well……

The scene was very embarrassing for a while, Fan Lin looked at Harry, then at the book in his hand, and finally at Hermione...

Well, to put it simply... Fan Lin threw the book away calmly, and then disappeared into the air, This is the magic engraved in my body, and this magic itself is a seal against the gods.

Hmm... Harry nodded stiffly, So, are you really sure...it will work?

So it can be... Fan Lin smiled awkwardly, You know, it was golden in the beginning, supported by divine power, but...

But now it seems to have been consumed, relying entirely on my magic power, to be precise, I absorbed him, Fan Lin said, I'm not sure if my magic power can really...

No matter what, it's better than nothing. Harry said, slightly relieved.

At least they still have some means now, don't they, unlike before, they completely depended on Voldemort and couldn't hurt Harry with his wand.

But, that doesn't give us anything substantial... I mean, he's probably got the Elder Wand, said Harry. I don't think Voldemort is incapable of finding him, and, I think He has found a clue...

This may be a good thing. Fan Lin said, After all, it is not a wizard's thing. It was made by the current master of Voldemort's power. What a wand would do against Voldemort.

I'm just...a little reconciled... Harry said.

If you're talking about the Deathly Hallows, I think you're overthinking it. Some of us are far stronger than him, aren't we? Fan Lin said, We don't just have an invisibility cloak.

But didn't you just say... Harry paused suddenly, Do you know where the Resurrection Stone is?

Don't you know?

Golden Snitch! Harry and Hermione looked at each other and shouted in unison.

Oh, I'm afraid I'll be jealous, that's my girlfriend. Fan Lin wailed, and Hermione blushed. It doesn't seem too difficult to accept it.

God! Isn't it just a stronger wizard?

Harry looked at Fan Lin in disbelief, but he didn't intend to stop the movement of his hands. With trembling hands, he took out the Golden Snitch and held it in his hands to watch it carefully...

I... what should I do?

Just like you did.

Harry nodded, took a deep breath, and kissed the Snitch lightly.

Be there when needed.

It might not be needed now, but they've definitely broken Dumbledore's magic, haven't they?

Harry fantasized about the Snitch slowly opening, revealing a ruby ​​ring, but to his disappointment, nothing happened, the Snitch remained motionless, as peaceful as when it first appeared in Harry's palm Lie there quietly!

Harry! Hermione said cautiously, and Harry's face became a little dull.

Maybe he thinks it's not the time yet. If you want, I can... Before Fan Lin finished speaking, Harry just shook his head silently and looked at the Snitch seriously.

That's what I don't like about him, said Harry, but I'm sure the Resurrection Stone is in there, unless he's going to do something stupid like throw the Resurrection Stone in the river, like that Like a sword.

Well……

Fan Lin and Hermione looked at each other in blank dismay, as if someone had poured cold water on their heads, no one would be in a good mood.

Maybe we...

I'm tired, I want to sleep for a while! Harry said, in a tone that could not be refused, which made Fan Lin feel a little helpless, Harry, Dumbledore and Voldemort, the connection between these three people is really weird tight.

Fortunately, they had dinner and ignored Harry. Fan Lin re-invested in the study of magic with peace of mind, and Hermione also started her own work, such as making future plans and routes, and by the way Practice a bit of magic.

After figuring out what Dumbledore wanted her to find out, the fairy tale book completely lost its value, didn't it?

As for Harry...

The night was never so kind to Harry Potter, he would have nightmares as a child, and wait until a real link with Voldemort was established...

Headaches, insomnia, depression... overworked?

In fact, Harry couldn't sleep at night.

Thoughts of the Hallows kept haunting him, and his mind couldn't rest for a moment, just thinking about it: the wand, the stone, the cloak, if he had them all... I'm going to break this sealed thing... But the seal is what happened? Why hasn't he got the stone yet? If he got the stone, he'd be able to ask Dumbledore those personal questions...

About the gods, about Voldemort, Harry has a lot of questions that he wants to discuss with Dumbledore.

Harry whispered to the Snitch in the dark, he used various methods, even a Parseltongue, and Harry felt that he was a little out of his mind, using Parseltongue to start the Snitch? That's not the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets...

But Harry still did that, even Harry wanted to use a spell to force it twice, but unfortunately, he was not very familiar with wands, and it would take at least a while to return to a normal level.

Of course, all actions must have a result, and it is true that the golden ball has not yet been opened.

And that wand, the Elder Wand, where is it hidden? Where is Voldemort looking now? Harry wanted his scar to burn again, to tell him what Voldemort was thinking, because it was the first time he and Voldemort were thinking the same thing...

Of course Hermione couldn't possibly like the idea...

Nothing good comes out of anyone who owns the Deathly Hallows, now Harry doesn't expect to find the wand, but at least counters with the other two, or, before Voldemort finds...

The idea of ​​Harry emptying his mind was unrealistic, they weren't as efficient as Voldemort.

Harry put his mouth on the Snitch again, kissed it, almost swallowed it, but the cold metal didn't compromise...

It was almost dawn when Harry thought of Luna, maybe she was alone in a small room in Azkaban now, surrounded by dementors, and he was suddenly ashamed of their behavior .

The fact that Luna had been captured was almost completely forgotten in the excitement of their thoughts about the Deathly Hallows.

But even if they go to rescue her...

He and Fan Lin haven't fully adjusted, and then, Azkaban is the home of the dementors, and the three of them together don't have the power of Voldemort. They directly bombed half of the buildings, like opening a big bomb. sunroof...

Moreover, with so many dementors, it is almost impossible to succeed, and the terrible atmosphere even makes it impossible to condense the magic power smoothly.

Now that Harry was seriously considering the possibilities, and it turned out that he was not as good as Hermione, and Harry couldn't even conjure a Patronus with that new holly wand...he had to learn this morning... ...but if there was any way to get a better wand...for the Elder Wand, the longing for the all-conquering death wand consumed him again...

The next morning they put up their tents and continued on in a dreary rainstorm.

The heavy rain continued until they reached the coast, and that night they pitched their tent again and stayed there for a whole week, although the surrounding scenery was picturesque, Harry still felt cold and oppressed. The only thing he could think about was the Deathly Hallows.

This thought was like a flame burning inside him.

The longing for something holy burned in him all the time, and it was the only thing that made him happy.

Harry began to blame Hermione and Fan Lin for their inaction. The discussion that day seemed to be forgotten by the two of them. Their indifference made him depressed like relentless rain, but this did not change his persistence.

Of course, maybe it was because of annoyance, after all, Dumbledore had left him the resurrection stone, but the problem was that he couldn't open it at all now.

You know, he already has two, as long as he collects the last one...

What Fan Lin said seemed to be thrown aside by Harry, but indeed, the Deathly Hallows is a very tempting thing, isn't it?

Charmed? said Hermione in a low, unbearable voice one night after Harry had shown enough indifference to Hermione to point out that he hadn't cared much about finding other Horcruxes lately. We're not obsessed with anything, Harry! We're just doing what Dumbledore wants us to do!

But he was unfazed by those criticisms. Dumbledore left his hints about the sacred object in the ciphertext to Hermione, and the Resurrection Stone was in the snitch left for him.

Dumbledore's meaning, maybe it's obvious isn't it?

One must die at the hands of the other... Controlling death... Why couldn't Hermione understand?

And Fan Lin, Fan Lin also lost interest in the Deathly Hallows, which made Harry feel... very surprised?

No matter how Fan Lin is, at least Harry needs it right now, to gain power...

The last enemy you have to defeat is death... Harry replied calmly.

I suppose we're dealing with You-Know-Who? Hermione countered, and Harry gave up trying to persuade her.

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