All things are three at Hogwarts

Finally, Alan, who was no longer affected by Voldemort's potion and Fat Man's Happy Water, picked up the Elder Wand seized from Dumbledore. From the appearance, this brown elder wand was about 15 inches long. Look It was lumpy, and Allen's hand slid over its six raised joints. The silver metal ring connected in the middle was cold. Allen held it and shook it gently.

"The Elder Wand has great magical power. It is also the most unemotional and cruel wand. It has no loyalty to its owner and only considers the ability of the wizard holding the wand. Therefore, if you want to truly conquer it, you must defeat its original power. Master." The Elder Wand spun in Allen's hand, "It has a long and bloody history. Wizards fight and murder in order to get it. Killing is almost inevitable."

"That's the God of Death using it to deliberately make people fight." Luna nodded, frowned and shrank her neck.

"The irony is that it doesn't have to be so cruel at all. Expelliarmus is enough." Allen raised his hand to Luna, making an invitation gesture.

Then, Allen raised the Elder Wand in his hand. As Luna cast the spell, the Elder Wand seemed to be hit by a huge force and flew out in a spin. Just when it was about to hit the wall, Luna used the flying spell, causing it to quickly change direction and fall into Luna's hands. She sniffed it warily, and finally felt relieved when she didn't smell anything.

Looking at Luna playing with the Elder Wand, Allen thought of the nightmare vision he had just seen. He hesitated for a moment and then asked about the confusion in his heart: "Luna, actually I have always cared about it but I didn't ask... If we take down Death... what will happen to you? Become the new Death?"

"I don't know, maybe..." The Elder Wand turned in Luna's hand and her eyes fell back on Allen's face. She sighed: "I don't know if I have never become a true god... Allen, tonight we are all From the beginning of the plan to now, I feel that the power of the God of Death is beyond my original imagination. He seems to have detected it in advance. I have always felt that there is an invisible force holding my throat, making it difficult for me to breathe, and the back of my neck feels old. I feel a strange cold wind... Our primary goal now is to deal with the God of Death..."

Allen stared at Luna for a moment, and said in a helpless tone: "That's because you wore the sweater inside inside out..."

"Oh..." Luna tugged on the collar of the sweater she wore inside out, then stared at the somewhat silent Allen and smiled, "Do you still have the laxatives Dumbledore took?"

"Don't even think about it!"

In the second half of the night, in the dark night, Hogwarts was completely silent. The little wizards in the castle were still immersed in their sleep, and slow footsteps could be heard in the wide corridors. Harry supported Dumbledore and finally swam out of the area where anti-Apparition was prohibited and returned to Hogwarts.

Arriving at the door of Professor Snape's office, he held Dumbledore's arm tightly, and Dumbledore's entire weight almost rested on Harry.

Harry raised his hand to knock on the door of Snape's office, but the door suddenly opened, and Alan and Luna appeared in front of Harry and Dumbledore, pale and lifeless, supporting each other.

The four people's eyes met, and each other was very surprised.

"Principal Dumbledore, Harry, good evening?" Allen's eyes fell on Dumbledore who was leaning on Harry. He looked surprised and asked knowingly, "Principal Dumbledore, are you okay? This is what you are doing?”

"It's okay, thank you for your concern." Dumbledore relied on Harry's hand to stop him from answering. Then Dumbledore's mouth twitched and he said weakly, "I drank a little unhealthy drink... you guys What's going on here?"

Luna suddenly opened her mouth wide and let out a loud burp.

"That's a coincidence... We also drank too much Muggle soda and were not feeling well, so we came to Professor Snape to get some potions..." Under the surprised gazes of Harry and Dumbledore, Allen pointed behind him room, "Professor Snape hasn't rested yet, please go in quickly."

After saying that, Allen smiled at Harry and walked out of the door with Luna in vain. Dumbledore's eyes were a little confused. He couldn't help but feel doubtful that he hadn't explained the correctness of his guess to Harry before. He had some doubts about Allen. , but seeing the condition of these two people, it seems that it is not a fake... However, Allen and the others did not go to the school doctor when they felt uncomfortable, but came to see Severus. The symptoms looked similar to his own... This made Dumbledore even more confused. .

Before closing the door, Harry heard Alan complain weakly to Luna: "Next time, you have to at least clean up after yourself!"

At this time, deep in the deep forests of Albania, in the underground grottoes, some rough stone fireplaces were burning with blazing fires, and the firelight illuminated the vast hall.

The hall was full of silent Death Eaters. These Death Eaters were tremblingly watching Voldemort in the middle of the hall. Judging from their cautious expressions, it seemed that everyone was worried that they would offend their master, who had been particularly grumpy and cruel in recent days. .

The hairless, snake-like man held a piece of parchment in his hand. Against the backdrop of the dancing firelight, his expression seemed to soften a little.

"You losers are worse than a little witch." A high-pitched voice sounded in the room.

The Death Eaters in the room lowered their heads. At this moment, the giant stone door swung open, and Lucius Malfoy, who was dressed a little too well, strode into the hall carrying a tray with several things on it. , easing the awkward silence.

Voldemort turned around, staring at Lucius Malfoy's approach with a pair of shining red eyes.

"Lucius, come here." Voldemort pointed to a position in front of him. Lucius's eyes slid over Bellatrix Lestrange, whose belly was bulging behind Voldemort, and walked to the designated position. , the eyes of most people in the room followed him, and Voldemort also spoke to him first: "Tell these losers what good news you brought back."

"Master, I successfully discovered the Hand of Vecna ​​in that ancient ruins and brought it back." Lucius respectfully handed a glass-covered box on the tray to Voldemort with both hands.

Voldemort opened the lid of the box and focused his gaze on the withered human hand inside, which was supported by soft cushions and covered by a glass cover engraved with complex magic patterns.

"Master... this hand cannot be touched directly..." Lucius stepped forward and reminded, "The last three of us died... one of them was frozen into ice, and the other two had all their vitality sucked away and became mummies. .”

Voldemort ignored Lucius's reminder. He placed the box on the table aside, tapped his pale right hand with his wand, and cast a protective spell on himself. He opened the glass cover and picked it up directly. After touching this withered hand, the black energy of the curse instantly entangled him and spread upwards on his arm. However, in front of Voldemort, who had studied the curse deeply and had prepared protection in advance, the black energy could only stay there. The surface of the skin cannot penetrate into Voldemort's flesh and blood.

"Lucius, it's well done. It's genuine..." Voldemort's red eyes flashed, and his lipless mouth twisted into a weird smile. He put the Vecna ​​hand back on the mat and entangled it in his hand. The black energy on his body retreated in an instant. Voldemort turned his big pale hand with spider-like fingers and said, "One of the two miraculous objects made by Vecna ​​using his own body, a very precious magic item. , but it’s a pity that you have to cut off your own hand to replace it...it’s still somewhat useful for research purposes.”

"Master... there are three pieces..." Lucius picked up a few slates from the tray and called in a low voice to alert the mysterious man's attention, "... I also found some documents in the ruins. Vecna ​​seems to have In addition to the palms and eyes, after becoming an undead creature, he also used his own heart to make a third thing..."