The original owners of the Deathly Hallows were the three Peverell brothers, Antioch, Cadmus, and Ignotus.

They are all powerful wizards with unique and exquisite techniques to create these three magical items with different abilities.

The Cloak of Invisibility is a permanently enchanted Cloak of Invisibility, which is much better than those that can only be used for a year and will expire, and the technology of making the Cloak was a secret even in the twentieth century, and it appeared in this era as an almost strategic item, which was very advantageous for inquiring about intelligence.

The Resurrection Stone cannot resurrect the dead, ordinary people can only use it to summon a mind body, only the summoner can see it, it is more real than the soul but more false than the real person, only the people of the Peverell family know its true use, and can use it to create a steady stream of Yin corpses, which is a weapon of war.

As for the Elder Wand, it is a wand that can grow continuously, and it is used by powerful wizards, and this wand with only life will continue to learn the master's exquisite magic skills, so as to continue to grow stronger, but this is only suitable for heads-up, and is the least useful in war.

In later legends, the legend of the so-called "Deathly Hallows" was born around these three iconic objects, but at this time, they were not so widely known, and there was no such thing as a Deathly Hallows.

The symbol of the Deathly Hallows, in which the vertical line represents the Elder Wand, the circle represents the Resurrection Stone, and the triangle represents the Cloak of Invisibility.

This is actually the coat of arms of the Peverell family, not the emblem of the so-called Deathly Hallows.

At least in this era, Peverell was the overlord of the wizarding world with power on several continents, with more than 20,000 members and more than 200 vassal families.

On the edge of the swamp, young Slytherin carefully examined the fire dragon lying motionless on the ground, and poured a powerful and increased pool of life and death water into it, successfully bringing it down.

He first looked at the appearance, then measured the wings and tail of the dragon, checked the size and shape of the scales and the direction of growth, and finally, he stood up and said to the other three:

"Only the Peverell family has this atavistic ancient dragon species, you see, there is this coat of arms under the wings, this is the team of the Peverell family's fast mobile fire dragon strikers, but I don't know where the passengers of this fire dragon have gone."

"I suspect that the little girl from the Peverells is withholding a lot of important details. For example, how she escaped so far alone, how she solved the wizard who was tracking, and what she did. ”

"There's no need to be so harsh, Slytherin, she's just a child."

On one side, a witch with a delicate pearl necklace came forward, and she was Hufflepuff, one of the four founders.

She has a calming magic, a natural affinity that makes it difficult to feel bad for her.

She has always had a preference for young wizards and is happy to teach them.

Of the four founders, she was the longest-lived and the longest-serving principal.

Throughout his life, in order to maintain the opening of Hogwarts, he supplemented the wealth accumulated by the entire family for thousands of years and his life, and only kept his beloved gold cup for posterity.

"That's right, we shouldn't blame a child too much, you know, when we're this old, we don't necessarily don't make mistakes."

Gryffindor agrees with Hufflepuff.

Finally, there was Ravenclaw, whose sea-blue eyes shone with extraordinary wisdom, and who did not think that a ten-year-old child should be blamed either.

"Salazar, none of what you said could be done by a child, not even a full-grown witch, and I don't think even asking that poor child would get much information."

Salazar Slytherin nodded and said:

"I'll send my pet to search for traces along the way, and I'll write to the Peverell family, my family has had some dealings with the Peverell family, anyway, this matter is probably a misunderstanding."

Godric. Gran Fendo, Salazar. Slytherin, Rowena. Ravenclaw and Helga. Hufflepuff.

They are like-minded friends and go in and out with each other, never suspecting each other.

Now that the matter had been settled, Slytherin turned and went to the basement, where he wrote a letter informing him that the Hippogriff had been delivered to Peverell's house.

Then go to the Forbidden Forest and release a python, a snake that will follow his will to search for the whereabouts of the possible killer of the dragon knight of the Peverell family.

Although it may be nothing, this matter cannot be relaxed.

After calming the students, Merlin ordered the prefects to lead their age group into their dormitories before heading to the tower to find Head Slytherin.

Halfway through, he met Helga Hufflepuff in a corridor with oil paintings.

"Merlin, Dean Ravenclaw asked you to come to her office, the password is Mentor Arthur's last name."

A translucent white ghost floats over, a student who died at Hogwarts during one of the Hogwarts raids, wearing his former school uniform.

He was very respectful of Merlin, and after whispering this beside him, he stepped aside.

"Arthur's mentor doesn't have a sage with a surname?"

Chewing on these words, Merlin's eyes lit up.

To the west of the castle, near the Ravenclaw College quarters and common rooms, at the highest end of the tower, is the Ravenclaw office.

There is a portrait of a knight here, but he is not painting at this time, and he is about to visit the door in the nearby frame, and the fire dragon that broke in during the day caused a lot of turmoil.

For those of them who can only live in paintings, it is a rare pastime.

In front of Ravenclaw's office, there is an escalator on which two ravens that look like plaster squatting, ready to fly.

"Merlin has no last name."

The two ravens flicked their paws, blinked, and stared at Merlin, and then the oak gate behind the escalator opened silently.

Without the slightest fear, the sage, who was active in the fifth century AD, stepped into the office with dignity.

The door closed quietly behind him.

The fireplace was blazing brightly, illuminating the room in red and yellow, and clusters of candles were lit on the tall gilded candlesticks on the desk.

Rowena Ravenclaw, sitting behind her desk, looked at him calmly.

"Would you like a drink, please?" Black tea, honey or milk? ”

"No need for a drink, Dean, why did you call me here?"

Merlin sat down in the chair in front of the table, facing Rowena.

When he entered, he inadvertently saw a copy of Arthur's death missing from the bookshelf next to him, and knew that he was exposed. 89