[HP] Comparative

Three hours ago, the Room of Requirement.

Tom was half reclining in the floppy arm-chair, resting his chin on one hand, and twirling his yew wand once and for all with the other.At first glance, he seems to be staring at the stacks of bookshelves in front of him, but in fact, his eyes are so heavy that he has no focus at all.

At this point, the Room of Requirement looks like a luxurious private study room.Hundreds of white candles were suspended in mid-air at different heights, illuminating the huge space and also illuminating the books spread out on the table——

"Gormlace Gaunt believes that their daughter (Iseult, Gormlace's niece) can only be restored by stealing the child: as Morrigan and Salazar Slytherin Descendant of her, she should have been brought up in the belief that she only associates with pure-blood wizards...

"After the precious magic wand that has been passed down from the family for many years was stolen by Isolt...

"Isolt never knew that the wand in his hand belonged to Salazar Slytherin, one of the founders of Hogwarts, nor did he know that the core of the wand was the horn of a basilisk...

"...the twin cores of the Bout Brothers' wands doubled their strength tenfold when fighting together..."

So says a book about the Yvermony School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. ①

The other book, by comparison, is surprisingly large, and each page doesn't need to be fully unfolded to fill the entire table.Considering that the genealogical tree of a pure-blood family is recorded above, this may not be surprising enough: pure-blood families are known to be related to each other; Can find a blood connection between oneself and another pure blood wizard.

On this folded leaf that was spread out, a faint mark was circled on the location of the Middle Ages.There were two names in it, Cadmus Peverier, the second of three brothers, and Ignotus Peverier, the third.Both names are enchanted: just touch it with a wand, and a biography will appear on a nearby parchment.

The last book was thin and small, squeezed into the corner of the table by the family tree, and the whole thing was crumbling.Because of the age, the edges of the ink printing inside have been worn away, and the response of the moving portrait characters has also become sluggish——

In the picture, wearing a hooded robe, the skinny Grim Reaper crosses mountains and rivers in search of three brothers who escaped the fate of being drowned.Not long after, he found the eldest brother with his throat cut on the hotel bed, and the second child who was driven crazy in the home where the second child lived alone; only the third child disappeared.After many years, the third child calmly took off the invisibility cloak, and the god of death got the last soul he wanted.

The candle flickered slightly, but Tom was still immersed in his many thoughts.

Originally, he just wanted to find information about the twin wands and the inevitable connection between the holders it implied.Bloodlines were his first concern, but he hadn't expected that this thread would lead him to the Peverell brothers and into the legend of the Deathly Hallows.

Although the twin wands have a great power bonus when fighting the enemy together, for him, the invincible elderberry wand sounds more attractive... The Soul Resurrection Stone, according to the description in the book, it summoned It is less like a real soul of the dead, more like a phantom of some kind of memory... The invisibility cloak that never wears out is even more tasteless, he can perfectly hide himself without the invisibility cloak...

Tom admits that he was fascinated by the idea that collecting all the wand, stone and invisibility cloak could become the master of death and conquer death.

The question is, are the legends true?Hundreds of years have passed, has no one tried to find those three powerful magic artifacts?Or, did someone actually try to get them, but in vain?

To be honest, it might be easier for Horcruxes to achieve longevity...Compared to illusory fairy tales, things that can be held in the hands are more trustworthy...

The clock in the corner suddenly started chiming, and Tom was awakened, and only then did he really notice the time.It was ten o'clock, and he had to go back to the common room quickly before completing the prefect's night patrol mission.If everything goes well, he will still have time to go to the restricted|book section of the library after feeding the basilisk in the secret room...

Obviously, Harry, wearing the Invisibility Cloak, seriously disrupted this plan.

Half a minute after being caught, Harry, unable to move or speak, was transported by Tom to the nearest empty classroom - by magic, of course.The tall boy carefully checked the inside and outside of the classroom and locked the door.Then he turned and pointed his wand at Harry.

The second he saw the tip of his wand, Harry found himself finally able to shake off the rigid posture with his head bowed. "I didn't..." He opened his mouth to say that he had done nothing wrong, but immediately noticed the Invisibility Cloak still in Tom's hand, so he had to stop in embarrassment.

"I'm sure Hogwarts forbids ordinary students from wandering around the castle at this late hour." Tom whispered, as if he didn't notice Harry's flickering eyes, "unless you can give me a good reason, Harry."

Harry didn't hear any reproach in it, so he boldly looked at the other person's face——Tom's expression was as usual, at a level that no one could find fault with.It's pointless to lie, he will be exposed; it shouldn't matter to tell the truth, after all, Tom won't spread the word...

Thinking of this, Harry confessed, "I just went to the Forbidden Forest."

Tom raised an eyebrow. "In the middle of the night?"

It is a good sign that he did not question the matter of going to the Forbidden | Forest...

Harry couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief. "Because I'm curious," he continued to explain, temporarily deciding to take Hagrid out of the matter. "When I went to Hogsmeade today, I overheard someone saying that there are dragons in the forest."

Tom raised his eyebrows even higher, as if doubting Harry's casual access to such cryptic information.But when he really spoke, he followed Harry's lead and asked, "So are there really dragons in the woods?"

"There are four," Harry replied quickly.Seeing a clear expression on the tall boy's face, he felt that he might not need to say anything later. "There are thirty or forty wizards, from the Ministry of Magic."

"The first project." Tom really quickly came to the correct conclusion, and his tone was quite firm. "As for what they want you to do..." he thought for a while, "they're not going to let you single-handedly deal with a dragon, it's impossible. Any other information?"

This speculation made Harry, who had been frightened since seeing dragons, feel a lot better. "A Chinese Fireball, a Swedish Short-Nosed Dragon, a Welsh Green Dragon, and a Hungarian Horntail. They were hoping the night shift would make the dragons more comfortable, but they're still quite cranky. One dragon takes several wizards to stun at once. It can only be knocked down with a curse..." He racked his brains to recall the situation at that time, "Oh, it seems that they are all brooding female dragons!"

Hearing the last sentence, Tom had a thoughtful look on his face. "Mother dragon..." he mused, "do you see the egg, Harry?"

"There are quite a few," Harry affirmed.Hagrid had been so mesmerized by the sight of the egg that it was hard to ignore; and because of that, he believed Hagrid hadn't noticed him leaving at all.

"Then the difficulty is not too high." Tom said without thinking, with the final word.

Harry blinked in wonder, then blinked again. "What do you mean 'the difficulty is not too high'?" He couldn't help asking, "Could it be that you can guess what they want to do?"

As if hearing something particularly funny, the corners of Tom's mouth curled up uncontrollably. "Mother dragon and eggs, isn't that obvious, Harry? You probably have to get one of the eggs away from them!"

Harry shuddered as he imagined stealing an egg from under that manic Hungarian Horntail that spewed forty feet of flame from its mouth. "Are you serious? 'Not too difficult'?" His eyes widened in disbelief.If he is not mistaken, the level that is not too high is only slightly higher than the level that is too low, right?

Now Tom looked genuinely amused. "Indeed, and I believe it is true of you."

Harry didn't want to question Tom, but he really didn't think it could be done. "But I..."

Tom waved his hand, interrupting Harry's subsequent "I'm different from you". "If you know that there are dragons in the Forbidden Forest, then I guess everyone in the other two schools has heard about it too. In a way, it's a fair game."

Given that Madame Maxime and Karkaroff had indeed seen the dragon, Harry had to admire Tom's intelligence. "Nearly," he agreed, "but I guess it's one more Cedric."

The name of Cedric made Tom's dark eyes widen slightly. "Are you going to tell him?"

Hearing a hint of surprise in it, Harry was more puzzled than Tom. "Didn't you say fair competition first?"

"Okay," Tom answered quickly, completely unable to hear the tone of his suspected rhetorical question just now, "You're going to show off your spirit, I understand." He didn't seem to plan to linger on this topic, because he immediately raised his He touched the silver cloth like water in his hand: "This is your invisibility cloak?"

Harry was just wondering when Tom would return the Invisibility Cloak to him, and nodded hastily upon hearing this. "My father gave it to me, and my father inherited it from my grandfather." He stared longingly at Tom's upraised hand. If the clothes are gone, then I'm completely finished!"

Tom froze at the word "ancestral."But this lasted only for a brief moment. "At normal consumption rates, an invisibility cloak cannot pass from your grandfather to you and still maintain perfect invisibility," he said, and then asked in a purely joking tone: "Could it be permanent?" Doesn't it wear out?"

Harry was still thinking about how to bargain further, and was so shocked by the words that he completely forgot what he wanted to say. "how do you know?!"

Both stared at each other without blinking.Tom didn't see the slightest sign of lying on Harry's face, and Harry didn't see any expression on Tom's face that would allow him to guess the answer.

"I just happened to read Beedle the Bard recently," replied Tom at last, with a strange lightness in his tone. "It seems that fairy tales are not all deceitful."

Although he said so, Harry noticed that the knuckles of the other's fingers holding the Invisibility Cloak suddenly turned white. "What do you think of?" he asked instinctively, still a little worried. "If you're telling the story of the three brothers, I must say that I've never heard of anyone in my family who had an elder wand or The Resurrection Stone. Anyway, my dad told me since I was a child that only the Invisibility Cloak is true in that fairy tale."

"Because you've got one of those," agreed Tom.He lowered his head to look at the fabric in his hand, his eyes lingering on it: "After all, seeing is believing..."

Harry heard the words whispered to himself, but he didn't know why Tom had reacted this way, or why there was a gleam in Tom's eyes.It was a deep, dark light of desire: not so much curiosity, as close to greed...

"You have this back." Before Harry could get nervous, Tom stuffed the Invisibility Cloak into his arms. "It's too late, you should go back quickly." He raised his wand and pointed with his backhand, and the door lock clicked and bounced outward. "I have to continue the night watch." He said, walking towards the door of the classroom.He looked back again before twisting the door open. "Finally, I would like to remind you that the invisibility cloak is not a panacea."

The door opened, and Tom went out without looking back.Harry stood there in a daze, still holding his "not omnipotent" invisibility cloak in his hands.

Does Tom mean that the gust of wind that raised the Invisibility Cloak was not accidental?It does make sense, how could the wind be blowing in the corridor...

In other words, he was discovered by Tom early on, so that he was powerless to fight back.This gap in strength is too big, no wonder the other party ignored him at first...

In the end, did he forget something?Oh yes, he was going to ask why Tom came out of the ladies' room...

Realizing that he was completely led by the nose in the conversation just now, Harry was a little annoyed.Now, he guessed he understood why Hermione kept saying she didn't think something was right, because he felt something similar—

There is no doubt that Tom is a very clever and unfathomable boy.With his ability, he can get what he wants; nothing can affect his footsteps, including his birth.Will this kind of person who can only be described as the proud son of heaven really doubt himself, and then develop a hellish sense of insecurity?

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①: Literally translated from pottermore, Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry By J.K. Rowling.Morrigan, a famous Irish pure-blood witch.

Interpretation of the title: In one's lifetime / meet on a narrow road / will not be spared in the end [Huh]

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