Is it a pity?

It's a pity.

Once best friends, now separated.

The strawberry-flavored ice cream in your hand slowly melts.

Sticky cream, dripping down the icy tower.

Tom licked the ice cream on the floor.

When John took a small bite, his sense of taste had long since been lost, and he tasted it again, and he didn't feel it before.

Yes, it's just cold.

"Here you go."

Handing the ice cream to Tom, the little golden man leaned over, seemingly curious about the thing.

For the Star Spirits who don't need food, the taste of this thing is like opening new doors.

Hermo ran quickly to the stairs with the ice cream in his arms, followed by Hector and Tom who were chasing after him.

Two star spirits and a dog fought over the ownership of ice cream.

Basil was woken up, his eyes full of anger.

Riddle tilted his head, and it spread its wings and jumped on the spot twice, not flying.

The Cloak of Invisibility is a thin cloak, thin enough to be folded into small squares that fit into pockets.

When Harry brought it, it was like handing over a pack of tissues.

John opened the cloak of invisibility, and with his current height, he was just right to put on this thing.

His body disappeared into the magic tower, and Riddle moved in place to notice that John was missing, and its head turned to look for John's traces.

In the end, it was Hermo who moved flexibly and pocketed the strawberry ice cream, stuffing his mouth with ice cream.

It was like a ball, flung up by an angry Tom.

Falling to the ground and bouncing twice, Hermo scrambled to his feet and began a new round of escape in the empty magic tower.

But it turned around twice and found that John was not there.

"Beep-beep."

Hermo called out to his brother, and Hector pounced to knock the star spirit down, and with great strength, captured Herme.

But Hermo was still shouting anxiously, and Hector had reacted, and he was also speaking an incomprehensible astral language.

Tom smelled John in the air and leaned down to the ground looking for John's scent.

"I can't isolate the smell, Harry has been discovered by Lady Loris before."

John watched Tom find it under his cloak, and if it was just a little better to be invisible, then this garment was no match for the other two Deathly Hallows.

Tearing off the cloak, John's pupils turned into vertical pupils.

His eyes swept over the Cloak of Invisibility, and the magic on it was strange.

John could see the trajectory of the magic, and on the invisibility cloak, the chaos particles became uncertain.

Pushing Tom, who found himself wagging his tail, to the side, a magic circle appeared on John's palm.

"It takes a lot of work to understand."

This cloak of invisibility is not the hair of the Invisible, but a different material.

Feathers similar to Thestrals, which can only be seen by those who have experienced death.

And this is different, it has another function.

Dodge death.

Similar to a death pass, the wielder can escape the Grim Reaper's gaze.

Voldemort, who was punished for splitting his soul and escaping death.

Because his method of evasion was wrong and not allowed.

You can attain immortality, but you can't use other people's souls as an introduction.

So Voldemort would be wanted by death, but Nicol Lemay, who had lived for six hundred years, had nothing to do.

If there is this cloak, it's a different story.

Death can't find you, this thing is like a blurred illusion, and death can't find it.

"It's a nice thing, but it's also disappointing."

John was a little disappointed, this thing can be said to be useless to John, and even the help it can provide is not as good as the resurrection stone.

Putting the cloak away, John put it in his pocket.

Maybe it's just a cloak that Death has in his hand.

Becoming the master of death, this sentence contains a lot of water after all.

It is estimated that the people who circulated this sentence did not think that someone would really collect all the Deathly Hallows.

John tells Tom and the Spirits to go down and play.

Because he's seen Basil grinding his paws on the shelf.

As John's first pet, Basil is the eldest sister-like being.

Tom is also a lively and active guy, but he doesn't dare to resist even if his ears are pulled in front of Basil.

"It would be better if you didn't go out often to find Hedwig."

Walk up to the owl shelf and reach out and stroke the head of the snow owl.

John sometimes closes his eyes and can see Basil looking for Hedwig.

Also as snowy owls, Hedwig and Basil's disagreement seems to be innate.

Even Harry begged to let Basil let Hedwig go.

It's a pity that the equally stubborn snow owl, even if he can't beat Basil, Hedwig never gives up.

It's a form of entertainment for basil.

Hearing John's words, Basil took a step to the side, letting his head off John's palm.

It got angry.

John had no choice but to take out the small dried fish, which allowed Basil to walk back.

Riddle stared at the little dried fish, and John knew it wanted too.

Throw the dried fish towards Riddle.

Precision is caught by Riddle.

John laughed, and he said to himself, "Yes, even if the Deathly Hallows cannot be the master of the Grim Reaper, it will have no effect on me."

"That's greed, it makes me want more."

Thinking about it, John was relieved.

He opened the Slytherin locket, and the Resurrection Stone flew out into the palm of his hand.

He held it lightly and drew his Elder Wand.

Letting the Cloak of Invisibility fly out and open, John looked at three things.

Left and right are just a legend, like a treasure hunt.

Despite the dangers, the fun is always memorable.

He looked at the three things as if he saw the three brothers who had used their wands to build bridges and provoke the Grim Reaper's calculations.

Among the three brothers, only the third brother won the admiration of the Grim Reaper.

John put things together and said, "It's also a collectible thing."

Three things sit there quietly.

John didn't pay much attention to it at first.

After a moment, his brow furrowed.

On the body of those three things, he felt an unusual aura.

The smell was uncomfortable, but strangely, with a hint of familiarity.

John stared at the three things that touched everything.

"I've seen that feeling."

In his mind, a cloaked figure appeared.

As a man who had ever died, John walked out of the curtain of the Death Hall of the Ministry of Magic.

He felt the breath then, just as he does now.

The curtain arch, no one knows where it leads.

John looked at the three things and fell silent.

Slytherin ambition.

Gryffindor's courage.

Hufflepuff tolerance.

As a person with three good qualities.

John is a man who has never lacked adventure.

It could even be said that he was the greatest adventurer in this world.

Beat through time, trade at the Gates of Things, run through the ancient evil wizard pyramids, and wrestle terrifying monsters.

John's deeds can be the most exciting adventure in the wizarding world.

So, he is not lacking in adventurousness, on the contrary

Some overflowed.

And now that the Deathly Hallows have been collected, it has been revealed to be related to the Hall of Death.

John felt that sometimes a sudden adventure was not annoying.

"Think of it as your last vacation."

Give yourself a reason to convince yourself.

John snapped his fingers, and the Deathly Hallows flew in front of him.

The Elder Wand entered his cuffs, the Resurrection Stone burrowed into the locket, and the Cloak of Invisibility draped over his body.

John smiled at the corner of his mouth and tapped himself on the shoulder, his invisibility cloak covering his body.

"It's going to be a mysterious adventure."

His body disappeared into the magic tower.

Without leaving with his pet, John paddled the way.

He stepped into the passage.

The perspective of the cloak of invisibility is really strange.

With a hazy layer in front of him, John came to the red phone booth.

With a flick of his finger over the phone, the phone booth that had been required to register sank.

The Witch King infiltrates the Ministry of Magic.

...

"Hermione isn't here today?"

Finally mustering up the courage, Ron came over with a rose, only to get the news that Hermione had taken a leave of absence.

This discouraged him.

As a good friend, Harry didn't know whether to tell him about John and Hermione's meeting.

Both sides were good friends, not to mention that Hermione took a leave of absence after the meeting, which made Harry unsure if it was Hermione who had happened.

Ron depressedly took the rose there and began petal divination.

It's nothing more than whether she likes me or not.

"We can change the time, Ron."

"Forget it, I don't think I have the courage." Ron groaned.

Harry stopped talking.

Just then, he saw the elevator go down.

The Ministry of Magic's elevators are fenced gates.

So you can see what's going on inside.

Strangely, there was no one in that elevator.

Harry was a little strange, but Ron had a breakdown, allowing him to refocus his attention on Ron.

The elevator comes to the Department of Mysteries.

This place.

In the black hallway, footsteps sounded.

Immediately after that, the black door at the end was opened.

"It's an awkward feeling."

The Witch King infiltrated the Ministry of Magic, how strange he thought.

The faint blue flames in the rotunda glowed faintly.

After turning, John was able to find the door to the Hall of Death with unmistakable accuracy.

It is surrounded by steps that lead to an arch in the middle.

John walked slowly.

There was a fierce war here, and John was seen at the deadly arch.

Now he wants to step into it again.

Is it death, or is it a different adventure?

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