......

"So, the Resurrection Stone wasn't destroyed by you?"

"Of course, I don't have that ability, maybe it's okay for me to study for a while. Van Lin rolled his eyes, the Deathly Hallows, apart from the Elder Wand, which was still a wand, the other two things were so simple.

For example, the invisibility cloak, although the material is doubtful, but in the story, it is something used by the Grim Reaper.

Of course, there's nothing more to the Deathly Hallows, a wand made of elderwood and the tail feathers of the Night, and a ruby.

But the source of power determines the extraordinary, doesn't it?

"Well, but Dumbledore didn't give him to me......" Harry said after a pause.

"It's a good thing," Hermione taught, "just like the story......

"An empty shell without a soul, yes, I know. Harry interrupted impatiently.

"But it's a deathly hallows after all, isn't it? "After all, his power comes from what the mysterious man is pursuing. ”

"Yes, that's what he's looking for. Harry sighed helplessly, "Mystery man...... Looking for the Elder's Wand. ”

He knew it was the truth. Everything makes sense, Voldemort is not looking for a new wand, but an old one, very old. Harry walked to the entrance to the tent and looked up at the night sky, thinking, completely oblivious to the presence of Verlin and Hermione......

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

Few shamans believe in the Dead Hall. How could Voldemort know this? Harry stared at the night sky......

Maybe it's because of his experiments with vampires or something, but apparently Voldemort has mastered some of the power of death, and Nagini is a good example.

Naturally, for the items made by the Grim Reaper, just like Van Lin said, Van Lin can find clues, then Voldemort must be able to do the same.

Can the owner of the three items really control death?

Maybe?

Voldemort has succeeded anyway!

But if he had known about the Death Saint in the first place, he probably wouldn't need a Horcrux.

Does the fact that he once got a holy relic and made it into a Horcrux proves that he didn't know the story of the most secretive ancient wizard?

This suggests that Voldemort was looking for the Elder Wand, but he did not fully understand its power and did not know that it was one of the three relics...... Since this wand is undoubtedly the Deadly Hall, and is best known...... The Elder Wand has left a bloody mark on the long history of magic.

"Don't let anything extra bother your nerves, Harry!" Van Lin said suddenly, patting Harry on the shoulder.

I don't know when, Van Lin has been by Harry's side again.

"As for the Grim Reaper, I might have a little bit of a way to deal with it......"

"What?"

"I mean, this ......," Van Lin said, and as soon as he raised his hand, a chain of ice crystals was tightly wrapped around the pillar in the center of the tent, and the cold began to spread to the naked eye, and the flame that Hermione lit was faintly extinguished.

"It's not something you make...... Magic?" Harry had almost forgotten that Van Lin still had this thing in his body, and Harry had always resisted the transformation of magic, perhaps in his first year, when he saw Quirrell's face and left a shadow on Harry since.

"So to speak. Van Lin nodded, looking at the link between the chain and his palm, which radiated a different kind of brilliance.

In fact, as his strength increased, Van Lin's control over this thing became more and more free.

Locks of the sky?

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

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

"But I've never seen you......"

"This stuff is very expensive, and I have mastered it slowly. "Actually, it doesn't work very well. ”

Harry was about to put a question mark over Van Lin's explanation.

Harry doesn't believe in punctuation, it's not very easy to use, and no wizard can guard against it......

"Okay, so, what is it for?"

"Seal!" said Van Lin, "this is the seal of a god I have obtained. ”

"The ...... of the gods Seals?"

"I found it in the Book of Abraham. As he spoke, Vanlin stretched out his hand, and the book of Abraham appeared in his hand with a metal cover.

"It's not just a tome of alchemy," Van Lin said, "in fact, there's something about alchemy, and there's a lot more to it than just the material origin and the Philosopher's Stone, like the gods." ”

Harry swallowed, he looked over the pages of Van Lin's open book, and ......

"Uh...... What's the text on it?"

"Hieroglyphs!"

"Is it useful for you to take it out?" said Harry, a little speechless, "I don't understand it. ”

"Uh......"

The scene was awkward for a moment, and Vanlin looked at Harry, then at the book in his hand, and finally at Hermione......

"Well, to put it simply...... Van Lin quietly threw the book away, 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 a little smugly, "So, are you really sure...... Does this work?"

"It can be ......," Van Lin smiled awkwardly, "You know, it was golden at first, supported by divine power, but ......"

"But now it seems to be consumed, relying entirely on my magic, or rather, I absorbed it," Van Lin said, "I'm not sure if my magic can really ......"

"Either way, it's better than nothing. Harry said, slightly relieved.

At least they still have some means, don't they, unlike before, when they relied entirely on Voldemort and couldn't hurt Harry with his wand.

"However, this does not give us substantial ...... I mean, there's a good chance he's got the Elder Wand. Harry said, "I don't think Voldemort has the ability to find him, and I think he's found a clue......

"That's probably a good thing. "After all, it's not a wizard's thing, it's the master of Voldemort's current power, and even though the Grim Reaper is likely to be dead, I don't think it's going to be useful to take the Elder Wand against Voldemort." ”

"I just...... Some of them were not reconciled...... "Harry said.

"If you're talking about the Deathly Hallows, I think you're overthinking, we have far more powerful than him, aren't we? "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 called out in unison.

"Oh, I'm afraid I'm going to be jealous, that's my girlfriend. Van Lin wailed, Hermione's face flushed, the girl had been obsessed with denying the power of mythology and had overlooked some details, but according to Van Lin's usual indoctrination, it didn't seem so difficult to accept to calm down.

Isn't that a powerful wizard?

Harry looked at Van Lin in disbelief, but the movement in his hand did not stop in the slightest, he took out the Golden Snitch with trembling hands and squeezed it in his hand to look at it carefully......

"I ...... What should I do?"

"It's like you've done it. ”

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

Show up when you need to.

They may not need it yet, but they've cracked Dumbledore's magic, haven't they?

Harry fantasized about the Golden Snitch slowly opening and revealing a ruby ring, but to his disappointment, nothing happened, and the Snitch lay there as quietly as it had first appeared in Harry's palm!

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

"Maybe he thinks it's not the time yet, I can ...... if you want" Before Verlin could finish his words, 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's going to do something stupid like throwing the Resurrection Stone into the river, like the sword." ”

"Uh......"

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

"Maybe we ......"

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

Thankfully, they had dinner and ignored Harry, and Van Lin was able to return to the study of magic, and Hermione began her own work, such as making plans and routes for the future, and practicing magic along the way.

Figuring out what Dumbledore wanted her to discover, that fairy tale book was completely worthless, wasn't it?

As for Harry......

Nights were never so kind to Harry Potter, as he would have nightmares as a child and wait until he established a real connection with Voldemort......

Headaches, insomnia, depression...... Overworked?

In fact, Harry couldn't sleep at night.

The thought of the Deathholl haunted him, and his mind couldn't rest for a moment, thinking about the thought: wand, stone, cloak, if he had them all...... I'm going to open this sealed thing...... But what was the matter with the seal? Why hadn't he gotten the stone by now? If he had gotten it, he would have been able to ask Dumbledore about those individuals......

Harry had a lot of questions about the gods, about Voldemort, and so on with Dumbled.

Harry whispered to the Snitch in the dark, he used all sorts of methods, even the old snake, and Harry felt a little disheartened and went crazy to start the snitch with the Parseltongue......

But Harry did it anyway, and even tried to give it two hard hits with a spell, but unfortunately, he wasn't very familiar with wands, and it would take at least some time for it to return to normal levels.

Of course, all the actions have to have a result, and it is very real, and the golden ball has not yet opened.

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

Of course, Hermione couldn't have liked the idea......

Nothing came of any good for those who possessed the Deathly Hallows, and now Harry didn't have the luxury of finding the wand, but at least the other two against it, or, before Voldemort......

Harry emptied his brain, which was unrealistic, they weren't as efficient as Voldemort.

Once again, Harry put his mouth at the snitch, kissed it, and almost swallowed it, but the cold metal didn't compromise in the slightest......

It was almost dawn, and Harry thought of Luna, who was probably alone in a small room in Azkaban, surrounded by Dementors, and he was suddenly ashamed of their actions.

As they excitedly think about the Deathholy, they almost completely forget about the fact that Luna has been caught.

But even if they go to rescue her......

He and Van Lin didn't fully adjust, and then, Azkaban was the home of the Dementors, and the three of them together didn't have the same power as Voldemort, and they directly destroyed half of the building, like opening a big skylight......

Moreover, there are so many Dementors that it is almost impossible to succeed, and the bad atmosphere makes it impossible to even condense the magic unobstructed.

Now Harry was starting to think seriously about the feasibility of the matter, and as a result, he was not as good as Hermione, and Harry could not 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 desire for the invincible Wand of Death consumed him once more......

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

The torrential rain continued until they reached the shore, and they pitched their tents again that night, and stayed there for a whole week, feeling cold and oppressive despite the picturesque surroundings. The only thing he could think about was the Death Saint.

The thought was like a flame burning inside him.

The desire for the holy thing was always burning within him, and it was the only thing that could make him happy.

Harry began to blame Hermione and Van Lin for their inaction, and the discussion that day was like being forgotten by the two of them, their indifference frustrating him like a merciless rain, but that didn't change his persistence.

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

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

What Vanlin had said seemed to have been tossed aside by Harry, but it was true, the Deathly Hallows, something very tempting, wasn't it.

"Fascinated?" After Harry had shown enough disregard for Hermione one night when he pointed out that he had recently stopped caring about finding other Horcruxes, Hermione said in a low, unbearable voice, "We're not obsessed with anything, Harry!

But he was not affected by any of those criticisms. Dumbledore had left a hint of the relics in a cipher to Hermione, and the Resurrection Stone was inside the Snitch that had been left for him.

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

"One must die at the other hand...... Controlling Death ...... "Why couldn't Hermione understand?"

There's also Vanlin, who has also lost interest in the Deathholy, much to Harry's ...... Surprised?

Regardless of what happened to Van Lin, at least Harry needed it now, didn't he, gain power......

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

"I think we're dealing with a mystery person?" Hermione retorted, and Harry gave up trying to persuade her.