Chapter 1290

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"So, the Resurrection Stone was not destroyed by you?"

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

For example, the invisibility cloak, although the material is questionable, in the story, it is something that a serious Shinigami would use.

Of course, the Deathly Hallows is just that, a wand made of elder and Yeqi tail feathers, and a ruby.

But the source of power determines the extraordinary, right?

"Okay, but Dumbledore didn't give him to me..." Harry paused and said.

"That's a good thing," Hermione lectured, "just like the story goes..."

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

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

"Yes, that's what he is looking for." Harry sighed helplessly, "The mysterious man... is looking for the Elder Wand."

He knew that was the truth. It all made sense, Voldemort was not looking for a new wand, but an old wand, a very old one. Harry walked towards the entrance of the tent, looked up at the night sky, thinking, completely forgetting the existence of Fanlin and Hermione...

Voldemort grew up in a Muggle orphanage. When he was a child, no one could tell him the stories in "The Legend of Bede the Bard". It was impossible for him to know more than they did.

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

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

Naturally, for the items made by the God of Death, as Fan Lin said, Fan Lin can find clues, so Voldemort must also be able to find clues.

Can the owner of the three items really control death?

perhaps?

Anyway, Voldemort has succeeded!

But if he had known about the Deathly Hallows from the beginning, he might not have needed the Horcruxes.

He once obtained a sacred object, but turned it into a Horcrux. Does this prove that he does not know the story about the most secretive ancient wizard?

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

"Don't let unnecessary things disturb your nerves, Harry!" Fan Lin said suddenly, patting Harry's shoulder with his hand.

I don't know when, Fan Lin has arrived at Harry's side again.

"As for the God of Death, I may have a little bit of a way to deal with it..."

"What?"

"I mean, this..." Fan Lin said, raising 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 flames lit by Hermione also dimmed. Somewhat extinguished.

"Isn't this... magic that you transformed?" Harry almost forgot that Fan Lin still had this thing in his body. Harry had always been resistant to magic transformation. Maybe it was because he had experienced strange things in the first grade. Law's face had shadowed Harry ever since.

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

In fact, as his strength increases, Fanlin becomes more and more at ease in controlling this thing.

Lock of heaven?

It doesn't seem right, but it's very similar.

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

"But, I have never seen you..."

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

Harry was about to put a question mark on Fanlin's explanation.

Harry can't believe a single punctuation mark, isn't it easy to use? Look at this, no wizard can guard against this move...

"Okay, so, what is it for?"

"Seal!" Fan Lin said, "This is a seal from a god that I obtained."

"The... seal of the gods?"

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

"This is not just a masterpiece about alchemy," Fan Lin said. "In fact, there are many other things about alchemy besides the origin of matter and the magic stone. For example, about alchemy. God."

Harry swallowed, he looked at the pages of the book that Fan Lin had opened, and then...

"Um...what words are used on this?"

"Hieroglyphs!"

"Then will it be useful if you take it out?" Harry said speechlessly, "I can't understand it."

"Well……"

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

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

"Hmm..." Harry nodded dully, "So, are you really sure...that this will work?"

"So it's possible..." Fan Lin smiled awkwardly, "You know, it was golden at the beginning and was supported by divine power, but..."

"But now it seems to be consumed, and it relies 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, feeling slightly relieved.

At least they still have some means now, don't they? Unlike before, they were completely dependent on Voldemort being unable to hurt Harry with his wand.

"But, this doesn't bring us anything substantial... I mean, it's very possible that he has obtained the Elder Wand." Harry said, "I don't think Voldemort has the ability to find him, and I think He has found clues..."

"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. Even though the God of Death is likely to have died, I don't think it is possible to hold the old A wand would be of no use against Voldemort."

"I'm just...a little reluctant..." Harry said.

"If you are talking about the Deathly Hallows, I think you are overthinking it. We have something far more powerful than him, right?" 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?"

"The 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. The girl has been obsessed with denying the power of myths, so she ignored some details, but according to Fan Lin's usual indoctrination, calm down It doesn't seem that hard to accept.

God! Isn't it just a more powerful wizard?

Harry looked at Fan Lin in disbelief, but the movement of his hand showed no intention of stopping. He took out the Golden Snitch with trembling hands, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully...

"What...what should I do?"

"Just like you did."

Harry nodded, took a deep breath, and then kissed the Golden Snitch gently.

Show up when needed.

It may not be necessary now, but they have definitely broken Dumbledore's magic, haven't they?

Harry imagined that the Snitch would slowly open and reveal a ruby ​​ring, but to his disappointment, nothing happened. The Snitch remained motionless, just as peaceful as when it first appeared in Harry's palm. Lie there quietly!

"Harry!" Hermione said carefully, and Harry's expression became a little dull.

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

"That's what I don't like about him." Harry said, "But I'm sure the Resurrection Stone is in there, unless he does something stupid like throwing it into the river, like that Like a sword."

"Well……"

Fanlin and Hermione looked at each other, as if someone had poured cold water on their head, neither of them would be in a good mood.

"Maybe we..."

"I'm tired and want to take a nap!" Harry said in a tone that could not be refused, which made Fan Lin feel a little helpless. The connection between Harry, Dumbledore and Voldemort was really weird. tight.

Fortunately, they had dinner and ignored Harry. Fan Lin returned to the study of magic with peace of mind, and Hermione also started her own work, such as formulating future plans and routes, and by the way Practice some magic.

Once she figured out what Dumbledore wanted her to discover, the fairy tale book would completely lose its value, wouldn't it?

As for Harry...

Nights were never so kind to Harry Potter, who would have nightmares as a child, and then wait until a real link was established with Voldemort...

Headaches, insomnia, depression...overworked?

In fact, Harry couldn't sleep at all at night.

The thought of the Deathly Hallows has been haunting him, and his mind can't rest for a moment. He keeps thinking about that thought: wand, stone, cloak, if he has them all... I want to open this sealed thing... But this seal is what happened? Why hasn't he gotten the stone yet? If he had the stone, he could ask Dumbledore those personal questions...

Regarding gods and Voldemort, Harry had many issues that he wanted to discuss with Dumbledore.

Harry whispered to the Snitch in the dark. He used various methods, including Parseltongue. Harry felt that he was losing his mind and going crazy. Using Parseltongue to start the Snitch? That's not Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets...

But Harry still did that, and Harry even wanted to hit it hard with a magic spell twice, but unfortunately, he was not very familiar with the wand, and it would take at least some time to return to normal levels.

Of course, all actions must have a result. It is very real that the golden ball has not yet opened.

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

Of course Hermione would not like this idea...

No one who possesses the Deathly Hallows has a good ending. Now Harry does not expect to find the wand, but at least use the other two to fight, or find it before Voldemort...

Harry cleared his mind. This idea was indeed unrealistic. They were not as efficient as Voldemort.

Harry once again put his mouth to the Snitch, kissed it, and almost swallowed it, but the cold metal did not compromise at all...

It was almost dawn, and Harry thought of Luna. Maybe she was now alone in a small room in Azkaban, surrounded by Dementors. He suddenly felt ashamed of their behavior.

When they were excitedly thinking about the Deathly Hallows, they almost completely forgot the fact that Luna was caught.

But even if they went to rescue her...

He and Vanlin had not fully adjusted, and then, Azkaban was the home of the Dementors, and the three of them together were not as powerful as Voldemort, who could directly blow up half of the building, just like opening a big skylight...

Moreover, it was almost impossible to succeed with so many Dementors, and the bad atmosphere even made it impossible for people to condense magic smoothly.

Now Harry began to seriously consider the feasibility of the matter, and the result was that he was not as good as Hermione. Harry couldn't even use the new holly wand to conjure a patronus... He had to learn it this morning... But if there was any way to get a better wand... The desire for the Elder Wand and the invincible Death Wand swallowed him up again...

The next morning they packed up the tent and continued to move forward in a dull rainstorm.

The rain continued until they reached the coast. They set up the tent again that night and stayed there for a whole week. Although the surrounding scenery was picturesque, Harry still felt cold and depressed. The only thing he could think of was the Deathly Hallows.

This idea was like a flame burning in his body.

The desire for the holy relics has been burning in his body. This is the only thing that can make him happy.

Harry began to blame Hermione and Van Lin for their inaction. The discussion that day seemed to be forgotten by the two people. Their indifference made him depressed like the ruthless rain, but it could not change his persistence.

Of course, maybe it was because of annoyance. After all, Dumbledore had left the Resurrection Stone to him, but the problem was that he couldn't open it at all now.

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

Van Lin's words seemed to be thrown aside by Harry, but it is true that the Deathly Hallows are very tempting things, aren't they.

"Charmed?" When Harry showed enough indifference to Hermione one night when he pointed out that he no longer cared about finding other Horcruxes recently, Hermione said in a low and unbearable voice: "We are not obsessed with anything, Harry! We are just doing what Dumbledore wants us to do!"

But he was not affected by any of those criticisms. Dumbledore left his hints about the holy relics in the secret message to Hermione, and the Resurrection Stone was in the Snitch left for him.

Dumbledore's meaning is perhaps obvious, isn't it?

"One must die at the hands of the other... control death..." Why can't Hermione understand?

And Vanlin, Vanlin has also lost interest in the Deathly Hallows, which makes Harry feel... very surprised?

No matter what Vanlin is like, at least Harry needs it now, doesn't he, to gain power...

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

"I think the person we are dealing with seems to be the mysterious man?" Hermione counterattacked, and Harry gave up the idea of ​​persuading her. (To be continued)