Chapter 220: The Sealed Right Arm
"Ten thousand years ago, an apocalyptic catastrophe struck and destroyed the magical kingdom that ruled the world."
In a deep voice, Bassato slowly tells the history of the past.
"After that apocalypse, the remnants of the ancient wizards tried to continue to rule the world, but were resisted by humans, elves, giants, and centaurs, former slaves.
They formed an alliance and won one victory after another, but they could not kill the last ancient wizard in the face of him.
The coalition finally forged a weapon, cut his body into five parts, and sealed it in a wooden coffin......"
The old man patted the wooden coffin and said, "This is one of the coffins!" ”
Bassa's description was not much different from what Hufflepuff said, and Rov thought about it and said curiously:
"Madam, where did you find this coffin?"
"This brings us to another secret." Hunched over and holding a candle, Bassart walked towards a bookshelf against the wall.
"After the end of the war with the ancient wizards, representatives of humans, elves, giants, and centaurs convened a far-reaching meeting.
Of course, the delegates who attended the conference at that time probably didn't realize that that meeting would determine the pattern of the wizarding world for the next 10,000 years. ”
The old man shuddered open a cabinet and found a dusty book with a rotten cover.
"The book was written by Agenol Peverell, who was involved in that meeting and wrote about it on parchment."
Blowing away the thick dust from the book, and carefully turning the page with one finger, Bather looked at the faded handwriting and read:
"At the meeting, there were disagreements among the representatives of various ethnic groups on the handling of the wooden coffin."
"The goblins have shown their greedy nature, and they think they have the most to contribute, not only demanding two wooden coffins, but also the weapon that cut the body of the wizard for themselves."
"The goblin's request made the other representatives of the tribe very unhappy, and everyone cursed or argued, shouting at each other at the meeting......
Basat finished reading, put down the book, and sighed softly:
"The meeting was held three times in a row, and in the end the talks collapsed, and the coalition fell apart overnight."
And then ...... War broke out again, but no longer between the coalition and the ancient wizards, but between the coalition forces, who fought upside down and shed blood. ”
When Rove heard this, he couldn't help but sigh:
Humans, elves, giants, and centaurs unite to overthrow the ancient wizards who are high up in the sky, who treat all races as slaves and manipulate life and death, and turn their heads to fight for the "spoils of war".
It's ironic.
The most uncomfortable thing is probably the ancient wizard who was dismembered, and the enemy he couldn't deal with would collapse in this way...... It's a bit of gray humor.
"Madam, who won that war in the end?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Of course we are." Wishing to be a little tired, Bassat walked towards a chair and said slowly:
"Our ancestors made a secret pact with the giants that they could get that powerful weapon, and we had the support of the giants.
Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, the centaurs also turned against us at a critical moment, and under the combined attack of the three parties, the goblins were finally defeated and surrendered. ”
Sitting relaxed in a high-backed chair, Bassat raised her head, her blindfolded eyes open, and said:
"In return for surrendering, the centaur got a wooden coffin, the giant took away the weapon, and three wooden coffins, all of which we took."
"And the elves ...... Nothing but being forced to surrender to us.
So, after the fall of the kingdom of ancient wizards, our ancestors took up their title and became the 'wizards' of the new era and began to rule the world.
And the first group of wizards, their descendants have become prominent pure-blood families in later generations! ”
Bassat paused for a moment, as if waiting for the three Roves to read through the contents, before continuing:
"As for the elves, they have a deep grudge against us, and although they are outwardly subservient to the wizards, they have always wanted to overthrow our rule.
This is also the true source of the goblin rebellion for thousands of years! ”
Listening to these things that will not be recorded in the history of magic, let alone Shirley and Hermione, even Rove fell into a trance.
"I've always wanted to find out the whereabouts of the coffin, to prove that ancient wizards really existed, and not just legends." Bassat said slowly:
"So, I began to look for clues in the history of magic, and the easiest way to do this is definitely to start with the three wooden coffins that humans obtained."
Bassat took out a handkerchief, gently wiped the corners of his mouth, and continued:
"According to the records of multiple families, the coffin fell into the hands of three wizards, whose names were - Pefrel, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin!"
Rove narrowed his eyes, he had heard Hufflepuff mention it, the Slytherin family had kept the right arm since ancient times, and the Ravenclaw family had the left arm.
Salazar Slytherin had offered to complete the body of an ancient wizard and asked for Ravenclaw's left arm, but she refused.
This is also a possible reason why Ravenclaw was killed by Slytherin.
"But it's a pity that the Ravenclaws and the Peverell family have long since perished in history......," Batart said with another sigh:
"The two families are in charge of the wooden coffin, and their whereabouts are unknown."
Rove and Shirley quietly glanced at each other, and the wooden coffin was not missing, but in their hands.
Bassat didn't notice the eye contact between the two, and she said softly:
"I'm looking at Slytherin again, and although the surname has disappeared, there is a descendant of the Gaunt family."
So, I went to Lothar Gaunt, a fellow Hogwarts student back then, and looked up information about their family.
Finally, I found an important record! ”
The old man straightened up and said, "There is a wooden coffin that was carved by Ober Gaunt as an inheritance and given to the youngest daughter, Leona Gaunt. ”
When Rove heard the name, he was visibly stunned, revealing a look of consternation.
Shirley carefully noticed the change in the boy's expression, and she asked in a low voice, "Rove, have you heard of this name?" ”
Rove nodded.
"When I was a child, I heard my grandmother tell the story of Aesop Sayle, the founder of Ilvermorny, whose mother was Leona Gaunt."
"That's right." "Do you know how Aesop Searle's parents died?" ”
"When Aesop Searle was five years old, her parents died in a fire." "When she was a child, she was adopted by her aunt Gormley Gaunt. ”
"And according to the story of Ilvermorny, the fire that burned Aesop Serre's parents was set by her aunt Gormlet Gaunt."
Shirley and Hermione both looked surprised.
Hermione was even more puzzled: "Why did Gormlaith Gaunt kill his sister and brother-in-law?" ”
"Maybe it's for the coffin, or maybe not, we don't know the real reason." Bassat said.
"But with Leona Gaunt's death, the coffin undoubtedly fell into the hands of her sister Gormley Gaunt."
Gormlaith Gaunt adopted her niece, Aesop Sell, who escaped and traveled to the New World aboard the famous Mayflower.
Gormlaith Gaunt pursued him all the way through and was eventually killed by Aesop Serre. ”
Bather raised his head and stared at the coffin with his white eyes.
"Gormley Gaunt's sudden death, and the lack of offspring, I speculate that the coffin is still hidden in her home."
"But she has been dead for hundreds of years, and no one among those alive knows the exact location of her home, except that it is in the Comgary Valley in County Kerry, Ireland."
"I researched for many years, looked up a lot of information, and asked a lot of ghosts to determine the approximate location of Gormley Gaunt's house, and asked Aberforth to help me break the magic around the house."
Bassad sighed: "I didn't expect him to really find this wooden coffin in the house!" ”
After listening to this, Rove couldn't help but admire Bashat's patience, carefulness, and ability to peel off the cocoon.
So here's the question:
Who destroyed this wooden coffin, the right arm of an ancient wizard in the coffin...... Where did it go again?!
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