Harry Potter's Dharma

In Harry Potter's world, there were three Sacred Weapons of Death.

The first was the Invisibility Cloak. It was the one that Harry Potter wore from the beginning to the end of the series. This cloak was really cool. If used well, it could have an unexpected effect. The people in this world didn't have the awareness to guard against invisible enemies. Even the head of the Magic Department didn't know that Harry Potter had squatted down on him. If a wizard assassin were to get this cloak, it would definitely be very effective.

The second item was the Resurrection Stone. This Resurrection Stone wasn't a sorcerer's stone, but a stone embedded into the Voldemort soul armament. This stone had two uses. The first was to resurrect a person, but the resurrected person would be extremely pessimistic and would commit suicide before long. The second was to summon the image of a dead person.

This kind of shadow was more real than a soul, yet more illusory than a real one. It was somewhere between existence and non-existence. Harry Potter had once used this stone to summon the shadows of his loved ones in the seventh movie. In short, this stone was useless, and it was a waste of the name of the Sacred Weapon of Death.

As for the last one, it was Dumbledore's Old Wand.

As the most powerful weapon in the world, the Old Wand could greatly increase the combat power of a wizard. It used to be the weapon of the Dark Lord Grindelwald, but after Dumbledore defeated him, the Old Wand belonged to Dumbledore.

This Wand was very strong. It would be a lie if he said that he didn't want it. However, Zheng Fan didn't have high expectations for it.

There were two reasons.

First, this Wand had no loyalty. As long as the user was disarmed or defeated, the Old Wand would immediately become loyal to the new owner. It changed faster than flipping the pages of a book.

Second, this Wand's settings were too deceptive.

In the original book, the author, JK Rowling, said that the Old Wand couldn't defeat a pure soul.

Zheng Fan felt like flipping the table.

What pure soul!

According to your settings, the Old Wand was useless!

Most wizards had never killed anyone before. Their souls were pure. How could they be killed?

In the end, the Old Wand was just a Wand of Immortality. What was the use of it?

Thinking of this, Zheng Fan shook his head and prepared to leave.

Dumbledore suddenly said, "Zheng, are you interested in this Wand?"

"It was there just now, but it's gone now."

Zheng Fan waved her hand and walked out of the house under Dumbledore's strange gaze.

When she returned to Slytherin's common lounge, Zheng Fan was surprised to find that many students were gathered there. There was a large group of people, and there were people of all grades. It looked very chaotic. Even the lake water on the ceiling could not be seen — it was all because of this group of people.

"Hey, guys, what's going on?

Has our school turned into a vegetable market? "Zheng Fan was speechless.

"Mr. Zheng!"

"You're back!"

"We were just discussing the holidays!"

Seeing that Zheng Fan had returned, a sensible student hurriedly stepped aside and gave Zheng Fan an armchair. Zheng Fan did not stand on ceremony and sat down.

"Vacation?

Summer vacation?

What are you going to do? "

Malfoy came up to him and said, "It's like this, sir. Most of the students in Slytherin are from noble families, so in order to make the holidays more meaningful and to unite the pure-blood families, we're going to hold a party at my family's manor this summer vacation. Everyone in the school will come!"

"I see …" Zheng Fan nodded. It was a good idea. It was rare that these rich kids knew how to network. Perhaps it was because of the difference in their upbringing.

"Alright then. You guys go ahead and discuss. I'm going back to sleep." Zheng Fan stood up and was about to leave.

However, the students stopped him. "Hey, wait, sir. Aren't you going to get up?

We're all waiting to invite you! "

Zheng Fan looked at them speechlessly. "Why should I go?

You're all from pure-blood families. I don't have a family. I'll just ruin the atmosphere if I go. "

"What are you saying? You're our leader. Everyone in Slytherin listens to you. Even though you're not a British noble, with your magic power, who would dare doubt your identity as a pure-blood?

When the time comes, you can go. We'll support you! "

Zheng Fan shook his head in amusement. A wizard with high magic power was a sign that he was a pure-blood?

These kids were really naive. Did they just ignore Voldemort, the mixed-blood demon king?

However, since everyone invited him, Zheng Fan couldn't be bothered to refuse. "Alright, since you've all said so, just let me know when the time comes."

Hearing this, the students all cheered.

Looking at the happy Slytherin students, Zheng Fan couldn't help but sigh.

Many people in the other three academies hated Slytherin. They felt that Slytherin was difficult to get along with. Some even thought that Slytherin students were mentally ill. In fact, this didn't make any sense at all.

There was only one reason why the other three academies couldn't get along with Slytherin. Was Slytherin difficult to get along with?

Why did the other academies get along so well?

In fact, this reasoning was easy to understand. Just like in real life, students with similar family backgrounds often liked to group together. The higher the status of these small groups, the more difficult it was for other students to get close to them.

In the same school, the other classes were all students from Zimbabwe. Only one class was full of students from Dubai. It would be strange if they could gather together to play LOL.

This might be an exaggeration, but in the eyes of Slytherin students, the other three academies were indeed trash. After a long time, it naturally formed the current situation.

= = Dividing line = = = Altar = =

I reached home after 9 pm. After writing for more than an hour, I finished this chapter.

I'll go take a shower and see if I can persevere. If I can, I'll write another chapter. If I can't, then …

Logically speaking, even if you guys didn't scold me, I would've scolded myself in the book review section for urging me to write faster …