HP Magic Biography

　　 "It's really a bad trip, it's too rush!"

　　 Fanlin panted and fell on the grass. He didn't want to get up. The continuous use of the spell and the pulling of Phantom Shift he felt a little sad.

　　 They looked like they had come to a wilderness shrouded in twilight mist; Hermione had stood up, waving her wand and running around them.

　　 "Muggle Evasion...Iron Armor..."

　　 "I hope Mr. Lovegood will not be too miserable..." Harry panted slightly, was smashed under the cabinet, and then suffered the power of his own Blasting Curse, and Apparition...

　　 "There is nothing wrong with your spell, right?"

"Perhaps they would wonder why they came to Lovegood's house. No matter what, I don't have time to carefully modify their memories. Forgetting nothing is not an attack spell. Maybe we should use the coma spell at the time. Yes." Fanlin curled his lips, but they had all Apparated and left, so naturally they wouldn't think about it anymore.

　　 "If there is any trouble, Lovegood asked for it..."

　　 "Hermione, how many memories did you erase from him?"

　　 "I don't know..." Hermione said, "It may be all day today, but I'm not sure."

"Well, then Mr. Lovegood must not be well." Fanlin said, "The two Death Eaters are not stupid. They have lost memories for a whole day, and then they showed up at Lovegood's house. I I can't imagine what will happen..."

　　 "Maybe they think Mr. Lovegood is attacking them." Harry said, "Although it doesn't seem to be right for Mr. Lovegood."

　　 "How do you think they would treat him?"

　　 "Oh, I hope they don't kill him!" Hermione whispered, "But when they find their memories, the Ministry of Magic will find something wrong, but Mr. Lovegood may suffer some..."

　　 "Things that can't be avoided." Fanlin shrugged and looked up at the sky. The sun was so full that Fanlin had to squint his eyes.

　　 "I don't know what happened to Luna."

　　 "If what they said is true, Luna is still alive..." Before Harry could finish speaking, Hermione interrupted him: "Stop talking! Stop talking! She must be alive, sure!"

　　 "Then I guess she should be in Azkaban now." Harry said. "Regardless of whether she can come back alive or not, although...not very promising..."

　　 "She will." Fan Lin said, shaking his head. "Luna is very strong, much stronger than we thought. She is probably telling stories about Hogwarts or some harassment with those who are locked up."

　　 "I hope you are right." Hermione said, and she wiped her eyes. "I feel very sorry for Shenon Ferrius, if..."

　　 "If he didn't betray us to Death Eaters, indeed." Harry sighed.

　　 They set up the tent and went in, Fanlin made some tea. After an escape from the tiger’s mouth, this wet, cold and mildly mouldy place made them feel like home, safe, familiar and friendly.

　　 "Oh, why did we go there in the first place?" After a few minutes of silence, Hermione sighed. "Harry, you're right, we went back to Gochuk Valley, it was a waste of time. What death saint... all nonsense... In fact," paused, as if suddenly thinking of something, "may be He made it up, didn't he? He probably didn't believe in any death saints at all, but just delayed the Death Eaters who came over."

"I don't think so." Fanlin shook his head and said, "It is difficult to fabricate so many things under such a great pressure. Our arrival was completely accidental. In fact, he could remember to use us to exchange for Luna. This is something that we will be able to do. Lovegood is only trying to keep us under such pressure. So I think what he is telling is the truth, and I also think it is true. of."

　　 "Okay, but I don't think it matters." Hermione sighed. "Even if he didn't lie, I have never heard so many ridiculous things in my life."

　　 "Is this really absurd, Hermione..."

　　 "But..." Hermione looked up at Fanlin stubbornly, "Even so, I still can't believe..."

　　 "Believe in what? Reaper? Reaper?" Harry asked.

　　 "I..." Hermione opened her mouth, "I don't know."

Fanlin looked at Hermione and Harry silently. In fact, the two of them were just a little unwilling to accept it. Even though Fanlin had thrown out part of the death thing very early, their essence was still a wizard, He Min has been to the polar regions, but there is nothing but the dead there.

　　 As for Harry, he has never left here in his life...

　　 If it cannot be confirmed, it cannot be a fact, and once admitted, it is not something they can handle.

　　 "Of course, maybe they are not real, but don't we have a Deathly Hallows now?"

　　 "You mean, cloak of invisibility..."

"The legend of the three brothers is nothing more than a story," Hermione said stubbornly. "I can believe in God, I don't deny it, but I don't think that death will leave wizards with a sacred weapon to master the power of death. Maybe it's just A story about human beings’ fear of death. If immortality is as simple as hiding under a cloak of invisibility, we’ve already got everything I need, right?”

　　 "I don't know, but we really need an invincible wand." Harry said, turning the holly wand that Van Lin gave him between his fingers.

　　 "Harry, there is no such thing!"

　　 "You said there used to be all kinds of magic wands...death wands, or whatever their names..."

　　 "I think...I might..."

　　 "What is possible?"

"Old wand, do you remember Harry, your dream... Voldemort is looking for it, Death Saint..." Fanlin said with a wry smile, "Now there is someone who can take death, right? I don't I feel that Voldemort will use his life to recreate a magical creation. Although it is very powerful, it has no meaning for Voldemort."

　　 "But, the resurrection stone..."

"That's a scam of death." Fanlin said, "As the story says, the girl did not really come back to life. The Resurrection Stone does not have the ability to bring back a person who has crossed the gate. It can do What I got here was just to recreate a false empty shell."

　　 "And, for Peverier, do you really have no impression?"

　　 "Peverier?"

　　 "Peverier was finally buried in Gochuk Valley." Fanlin said quickly, "You have seen him, Hermione, in that cemetery. Do you know anything about him?"

"I don't know." Hermione thought for a while and replied, "I recognized him when I saw the badge on his tombstone; if he is really famous or important, he will definitely appear in our book. Yes. But the only place I can find the word Peverier is "Born and Noble, Genealogy of Wizards", which I borrowed from Kreacher."

　　 "This book lists pure-blood families whose male lineage has disappeared. Obviously Peverier was one of the first families to disappear." Hermione thought for a while.

"However, this does not mean that the inheritance is severed. It is like suddenly there is a generation, the heirs are all girls, or other circumstances, but I can say that Peverier's inheritance is still there, but it is changed. first name."

　　 Suddenly a flash of light appeared in Harry's mind. He seemed to have heard the word "Peverier" in his memory: a sloppy old man was waving a ring in front of a Ministry official. Harry called out: "Marvolo Gunter!"

　　 "What?" Hermione said dazedly.

　　 "Marvolo Gaunt! The grandfather of the mysterious man! In the Pendant, with Dumbledore! Marvolo Gaunt said he was the heir of the Peverier family!"

　　 Hermione looked confused.

"The ring, the ring that later became a Horcrux, Marvolo Gunter said it had Peverier's coat of arms! I saw him holding the ring dangling in front of the face of the Ministry of Magic Go, it almost sticks to the man's nose!"

　　 "Peverier's coat of arms?" Hermione said sharply, "Do you see what it looks like?"

　　 "I don't remember..." Harry tried to recall, "As far as I saw it, it didn't seem to be anything special; there might be some scratches. I only saw it open and closed again."

　　 "So, don't you really know what he is, Harry, that ring?" Fanlin induced.

　　 "Ah, do you think it is a mark of the Deathly Hallows again?"

"Why not," Harry said excitedly. "You are right, Fanlin! Marvolo Gunter is an ignorant and useless old guy. He lives like a pig, and the only thing he cares about is him. Blood. If this ring was passed down over centuries, he might not know what it means. There is no book in his house. Believe me, he will not tell children fairy tales. He must Will treat the scratches on the gems as a shield coat of arms, because in his opinion, pure blood can make people noble."

　　 "But it was just a stone, a stone that has been passed down for centuries."

　　 "Resurrection Stone!" Harry and Hermione said in unison, but their voices were different.

　　 Hermione's tone was trembling, but Harry was very excited.

　　 But then Harry's excitement went out again.

　　 If the ring is really a resurrection stone, Dumbledore has already destroyed the resurrection stone, right? Voldemort made it into a Horcrux, and then they must destroy it all.

Those three items, or the Death Sacred, if they are in the hands of one person, their owner can manipulate death, manipulate...victor...conqueror...the last enemy to deal with is death...then he thought about it For himself, if he is the owner of the holy relic, facing Voldemort, Voldemort's Horcrux is simply vulnerable... Only one person can survive... Is this the answer? Use Death Sacred to fight Horcrux? Is there any way to ensure that he survives? If he masters the death saint, is he safe?

　　 "Harry?" He barely heard Hermione calling him: he had already taken out his invisibility cloak and stroked it with his fingers. This cloak is as soft as water and as light as air. In his nearly seven-year career in the wizarding world, nothing can compare to it.

This dress is indeed as described by Shenonferius: it can be completely invisible to the user, and it will live forever, and it will not be damaged by any spell... Then, he took a sharp breath, he remembered Up...

　　 "Dumbledore got it the night my parents died!" His voice was trembling, and he could feel the fever in his face, but he didn't care. "My mother told Sirius that Dumbledore borrowed the cloak! That's why! He wanted to verify it, because he thought it was the third holy relic! Ignatius Peverier was buried in Dove Ke Valley," Harry paced casually around the tent, feeling the truth gradually clearing in his mind. "He is my ancestor, and I am the offspring of that third brother! Then I have a clue!"

"what?"

　　 "Harry is the offspring of Peverier..." Fanlin said with certainty, "Otherwise, why Potter is a family? I said, Harry, you are also one of the Hogwarts council."

"So we already have two, don't we!" Harry said, "Invisibility cloak, plus a ruined resurrection stone ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ destroyed?" Fanlin smiled, "If The resurrection stone can be destroyed, so why did the Peveriers who know the consequences keep him? I just destroyed the ring. To be precise, I cut off the part of the Horcrux with this sword. Voldemort did not have the ability to carve runes on the resurrection stone, at least at the time."

　　 "He didn't know that it was a resurrection stone?"

　　 "He grew up in an orphanage, didn't he?" Fanlin said, "There are still a few of us, if I hadn't found out, until today, I can't even believe in the existence of these things."

　　 "When?" Hermione paused, "How am I..."

　　 "I started with a higher concept," Fanlin said, "I have to face it up, right? I even rearranged one side of the myth. It will make people discover a lot of interesting things."

　　 "I don't find this interesting." Hermione said depressedly, and sat back.

　　 "But, didn't Voldemort make him... a Horcrux, maybe at the time..."

"That's a very meaningful thing." Fanlin said with a smile, "Isn't Voldemort's philosophy the glory of the pureblood wizard family? A family that exists from the legend, even more famous than Slytherin. Ancient, the coat of arms of the Peverier family, only if left can it produce the greatest value..."

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