Chapter 1097

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"I don't know." Dumbledore shook his head, "I can't see what magic it is, but if it were blood, we wouldn't even be able to step through the door. I think it's not something like blood. After all, it's not something like blood." It’s like a wizard.”

"Oh, of course, I like this proposal very much. Enter my castle and offer a glass of fresh blood before..." Rutherford said intoxicatedly.

"I think that even if the wizard lets you go, the people from the Holy See will not let you go." Fan Lin said helplessly.

"Of course, we have been fighting them for hundreds of years." Rutherford said impatiently, "In your words, this is just the instinct of creatures, especially for people like me who were born as vampires. For guys. We need to survive..."

"Oh, no, I'm not discussing survival issues with you now." Fan Lin said coldly, "In fact, if you didn't provoke Voldemort, I think he could have been sentenced to death in the past two days. "

"But it has already happened," Dumbledore said suddenly. "What has happened must have the necessity and value of happening. We don't need to find out whose fault it is, because it is of no use. Fan Lin , you seem a little uncalm."

"I just feel that it is very troublesome, Professor Dumbledore." Fan Lin said with some helplessness. Originally, all the plans were fine, but there will always be changes of one kind or another that force them to revise what they are doing.

"There is nothing we can do about this, Fanlin, but fortunately, we have discovered Tom's biggest weakness, right?"

"Oh, yes, yes..." Fan Lin suddenly felt a little uninterested. Dumbledore shouldn't be so verbose, but.

"Professor, let's go in..." Fan Lin pointed to the front, seeming a little irritated.

"Oh, of course." Dumbledore didn't care much. He opened the door first, Fan Lin followed closely, and Flutherford followed at the end.

As soon as the door was opened, a stale smell rushed out of the house.

It's very dark here, and combined with the dark clouds in the sky, it makes people feel a little depressed, as if they opened a passage, and then this passage swallowed up all the light.

Thick cobwebs hung on the ceiling, and the beams above the house could not withstand the passage of time and broke. Through the broken gaps, a small beam of light came in, which seemed to be the only light source in the house.

This is really pitiful. With the light of the wand, Fan Lin can see all this better, but the sense of corruption that follows makes Fan Lin dare not even make big moves, as if a light touch can make him The whole house collapsed.

This place is really shabby. It looks like no one has been here for at least a few decades.

Following the previously determined location, Fan Lin kept looking for the ring that was made into a Horcrux by Voldemort.

In fact, as one of the Deathly Hallows, Fanlin couldn't understand why the coat of arms of the Peverell family would become an heirloom of the Slytherin family.

As the original owners of the Three Hallows of Death, the three Peverell brothers respectively mastered the Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone and the Invisibility Cloak.

The second of the three Peverell brothers is Cadmus, who possesses the Resurrection Stone. He is an arrogant man. He wants to make Death even more embarrassed, so he demands to have the power to summon others back from Death. the power of.

The God of Death picked up a stone from the river bank and gave it to Lao Er, telling him that this stone had the power to resurrect the dead.

Cadmus returned to his own home, where he lived alone. There he took out the stone from which the dead were summoned, and turned it three times in his hand. To his surprise and joy, the girl he once wanted to marry but unfortunately died immediately appeared in front of him. Yet she was sad and cold, and separated herself from him with a veil. Even though she is back in the world, she doesn't really belong there, she suffers there.

Eventually, Cadmus went mad in endless despair, and committed suicide in order to truly integrate into her world.

However, it turns out that Cadmus had no descendants and did not marry the girl he summoned from the world of the dead.

So, it seems untenable that Cadmus is the ancestor of Slytherin.

But Marvolo is not sure about the origin of this ring.

Piffry's coat of arms?

There is no such name in Fanlin's memory.

But no matter what, there is no doubt that the gem on this ring is the Resurrection Stone, so there must be a certain connection between the Slytherin family and Peverell.

But this did not save the decline of the Slytherin family. Perhaps this was due to Salazar's manipulation.

As a powerful wizard in the world, of course, in ancient times, the Deathly Hallows was not a children's book. Of course, Salazar always wanted to leave something for his descendants.

For example, the Chamber of Secrets and the Basilisk can only be controlled by the heir of Slytherin...

Fan Lin was thinking as he kept approaching the corner on the left side of the room.

The environment here was really bad, as if it had been looted. However, they were destined to get nothing. Perhaps out of anger, everything here had been knocked over and piled on top of each other indiscriminately.

Maybe it was those Muggles who did it. Only lazy people would do something like ransacking an old tramp's house.

Sure enough, when Fan Lin opened a wardrobe, a skeleton in Muggle clothes lay there quietly. It seemed that the heavy wardrobe had broken his bones.

Then leave a wounded person alone here to wail until he starved to death?

"Maybe someone has paid the price."

Dumbledore said, waving the wand in his hand, and the obstacles in front of him were cleared away, along with the corpse of the greedy man.

"Professor..." Fan Lin cried faintly, but he couldn't tell what it felt like.

Clearing obstacles, there is nothing wrong with this.

"Oh, I think we will find it." Dumbledore said absentmindedly, looking at the cabinet in front of him.

"It's here, I saw it outside before..."

As if it couldn't bear the burden of time, the wardrobe in front of him already exuded a rotten smell, and even the door could no longer be closed tightly and was half-open. Through the gap in the middle, Fan Lin saw a pale color inside.

This seemed to be luring the person who came to take action. As long as the door was opened, the person could get what he wanted. (To be continued)