Ashes of Hogwarts

Ash thought about many possibilities.

But he never imagined that this matter could be related to the Peverell family.

"It seems you recognize this pattern."

The unknown king spoke.

The Disaster Ring has been passed down as a secret symbol of dragon faith.

But this one was different from the one he was familiar with.

It's too old.

It's so old that it seems like it was separated by an era.

"Familiar indeed. In fact, it belongs to an ancient family from that world."

"I'll be right back."

Leaving behind a word, Wuming left with the sound of howling wind and thunder.

He needs to go back to Gulongding to see if the disaster ring placed on the altar is still there.

"Voldemort, if I remember correctly, it is said that the God of Death only gave three Deathly Hallows to the Peverell family."

Ash looked at the living corpse aside.

Lockhart was instantly confused.

You say this guy is Voldemort?

If I hadn't been dead I doubt I could have beaten him.

"Legends are just legends after all."

Voldemort is a descendant of the owners of the Resurrection Stone in the Peverell family, and he may be the most knowledgeable person alive about these things.

Oh, no, it’s not a living thing, and it’s not a human being anymore.

He began to tell a different version of the story than what had been told in the world.

"Legend has it that after the three brothers obtained the Three Sacred Artifacts, the eldest brother was killed by a thief who came to steal the Elder Wand because of his bragging."

"The second child committed suicide because he was deeply affectionate and could not bear the pain of the woman he loved deeply. He could not see any hope."

"The third child seems to be very smart and escaped the pursuit of death, but did he really escape? Could it be that it wasn't death that took him away in the end?"

"Maybe the God of Death really can't find Ignotus who is covered by the invisibility cloak, but how could he not find his own invisibility cloak."

"The oldest one only lived a few more days, the second one only lived a few more years, and the third one only lived a few more decades."

"To Death, they are all the same."

"The Peverell family will ultimately be in the hands of death."

Ash frowned.

He discovered one thing.

I didn’t understand.

"You can be more specific."

It's definitely Voldemort's problem, not my inability to think.

"Oh, sorry."

Voldemort touched the dark ring on his chest.

"I died too many times before, and the loss of humanity is a bit serious. It's hard to think about it now."

"I mean, Gellert Grindelwald used the Peverell crest as the symbol of the saint."

"Then will the God of Death use this ornament as the symbol of his puppet?"

"After all, I am probably the only descendant of the Peverell family who will die."

No, actually there is Harry.

Ash thought to himself.

The wind and thunder blew, and the unknown king returned.

He opened his palm, and the disaster ring with orange eyes lay quietly in his palm.

It seems that the disaster ring with the Peverell pattern has nothing to do with this reincarnated soul world.

After thinking for a while, Ash came up with his conjecture.

"Is it possible that the God of Death once existed in a certain soul world. He was summoned like me in ancient times. But unlike me, he may have mastered the power of darkness."

"This power was so evil that it made people despair as if they were in hell, so as the legend spread, it gradually turned into the God of Death."

Everyone in the Chuanhuo Sacrifice fell silent.

Everyone was thinking about something, only the birds on the rafters were still chirping.

a long time.

"Forget it, we can only take one step at a time for this kind of thing. After all, it is a legendary character, and we currently have no way to find it directly."

"But its target is the royal weapon, so it will definitely take action again."

"We will be able to get more clues then."

Ash stood up.

He is going back.

"Aha, I have to continue my journey. No matter what, if you need help, be sure to call me."

The Onion Knight was ready to set off with his giant sword in both hands. He still had a lot of scenery to appreciate.

"Don't forget to say hello to Severus for me."

He followed Youmu who struggled to get out of the sacrificial site, and the two of them quickly disappeared.

"My two brothers are also going back to the royal city. Please be sure to include us when we fight against Yousui."

After bidding farewell to Ash, Prince Lothric took his brother's hand, and with a burst of white light, the two disappeared into the sacrificial hall.

"You'ershika, come with me."

The unknown king is going to take his sister back to his home.

That poor place in Anor Londo was so deserted and devoid of any human flavor.

Before leaving, he took a deep look at Hawkwood.

This guy dares to take advantage of my sister, don't let me see him at Gulongding.

As the guests left, the Chuanhuo Sacrificial Site became deserted again.

"By the way Ash, I may not be at the sacrificial site during the next period of time."

Hawkwood looked at the back of the storm dragon disappearing into the sky.

"Why, do you have anything important to do? Which hip-hop group was provoked by the Immortal Team? The Exiles or Fat Brother?"

Ash was a little curious. After all, Hawkwood was used to being lazy and would not bother to go out even if it was not a big deal.

"No, I am, for love!"

There was a twinkle in his eye.

"How wonderful it would be if I were a dragon!"

amount……

Although Ash wanted to tell him that if he went to Gulongding, he would be beaten off the head by the unknown king.

But he finally found his enthusiasm.

Don't hit him anymore.

"Good luck."

Ash patted Hawkwood on the shoulder.

I will leave you a tombstone at the sacrificial site.

He thought so.

"Thank you!"

Hawkwood climbed onto the motorcycle that Andre had wildly modified.

Three tires kicked up a cloud of dust on the ground.

He followed his heart and pursued his dream.

"That's great, young man. You haven't been beaten down by society."

On the balcony, looking at the dusk sun, Ash couldn't help but sigh.

"Master Ashes is also very young, isn't he?"

Siris, wearing white armor, stood behind Ash.

Hermione put on light makeup on her face, which made her look very pretty.

"I'm not as young as you think."

He has been reincarnated so many times that his age is hard to calculate.

It won’t be small anyway.

"You are our king. You must be careful on the way against Yousu."

Anri also went to the balcony.

"It's rare Anri, you are not wearing armor. Where is Horace?"

"He drank too much and just accidentally fell to the bottom of the tower."

"Oh, that must hurt."

"The undead cannot feel pain, Lord Ashes."

"I forgot!"

……

Ash returns to Hogwarts.

Before leaving the altar, he refined Lockhart's soul into a wand.

Well, ten and one-half inches.

Then he was laughed at ruthlessly by Ludos and Andre.

[Such a small toothpick is just as useful for picking teeth! 】

I have to say that this thing is really not that good.

So the wand was thrown to Voldemort.

Think of it as his reward for giving clues.