Chapter 841 No Matter What, I Want to See You Again...

"You did very well this time, very well, Severus!" Voldemort excitedly walked around the living room holding "The Tales of Beedle the Bard", thinking about the story over and over again in his mind.

The Elder Wand...the Cloak of Invisibility...the Resurrection Stone...the three holy artifacts made by Death himself, possess great power. It is rumored that one can become the master of Death by holding three Deathly Hallows at the same time!

And conquering death is exactly what he has always dreamed of!

"Do you think this story is true? This wand is the legendary elder wand made by Death himself?" Voldemort looked at the Elder Wand in his hand carefully and asked in a confirming tone.

"Master, I'm not sure about this...but the legend of the three brothers has been around in the British magical world for a long time. The Tales of Beedle the Bard only included it in it. I think it might be true!" Snape answered cautiously.

"Yes, there is always some basis for legends!" Voldemort murmured to himself, completely convinced in his heart.

After all, he had just experienced the power of the Elder Wand, which was definitely beyond the scope of normal magic items.

More importantly, Voldemort desperately hoped that this legend was true, because he saw the possibility of defeating Ivan Hals!

The fiasco that night in Knockturn Alley has always been a shadow in his mind!

Voldemort still remembered how high-spirited he was when he was just resurrected, with the entire magical world at his fingertips, but in just one night, he seemed to have fallen from heaven to hell. Ivan Hals used unimaginable power to transform himself. All ambitions and ambitions were shattered...

This was different from the time fifteen years ago. The opponent was not the lucky boy Harry Potter, but actually defeated him head-on. No matter how many times he came again, I'm afraid it wouldn't change this fact.

So at some point, Voldemort even pessimistically believed that he would never have the chance to wash away this shame in his life, but the legend of the Three Sacred Artifacts gave him new hope!

However, while feeling excited, Voldemort did not completely lose his mind. Although the increase in power brought by the Elder Wand was beyond imagination, it was far from the point where he could easily defeat Ivan Hals.

In addition, he was also keenly aware that when he cast the spell just now, the wand seemed to be faintly resisting his power.

Voldemort's brows furrowed involuntarily. Logically speaking, Dumbledore, the original owner of the Elder Wand, was dead. With his power, he should be able to control it freely.

"Perhaps this has something to do with Dumbledore's death at the hands of Ivan Hals..." Snape reminded. "Master, in the legends I know, there is only one way for the elder wand to change its owner, and that is through a duel..."

"Only the winner and the strongest are worthy of holding the most powerful wand!" Voldemort instantly understood what Snape meant, and his expression suddenly darkened.

Although he very much agrees with the concept of choosing the owner of the Elder Wand, if this is the case, doesn't it mean that the current owner of the Elder Wand is Ivan Hals? !

Voldemort's face looked as ugly as if he had swallowed a cockroach alive. Originally, he had hoped that with this most powerful wand, he would no longer have to be afraid of that brat, but now it seems that he may have to think about it further.

He would not be able to do such a stupid thing if he took a wand that he recognized as his owner and challenged its owner to a duel...

However, Voldemort was somewhat thankful in his heart. Fortunately, Ivan Hals did not understand the legend of the Three Sacred Artifacts and scorned the Elder Wand. Otherwise, he would have to face an opponent who could never be defeated.

"Where are the other two Deathly Hallows? Severus? Do you know their whereabouts?" Voldemort turned to look at Snape and asked slightly eagerly.

Since the Elder Wand is so powerful, what miraculous functions will the other two Deathly Hallows that are as famous as it have?

Voldemort suddenly felt that he had found a new goal in life, which was to collect the Three Hallows of Death and become the master of Death, thereby defeating Ivan Hals and dominating the entire magical world!

However, what disappointed him was that Snape shook his head hesitantly, saying that he did not know the information about other holy weapons.

The fire filling Voldemort's heart cooled down a bit, but he was not too discouraged. Dumbledore had been so eager to find the Deathly Hallows recently, which meant that the other party must have learned some information.

In addition, the Elder Wand that fell into his hand is also an important clue.

Ollivander, the long-established master of wand making, might also know the inside story.

After clarifying this point, Voldemort had a new plan in his mind...

"Severus, continue to return to Ivan Hals, monitor him, and find a way to enter the principal's office and Dumbledore's bedroom to search for clues about the Deathly Hallows..." Voldemort ordered.

"I understand, Master."

Snape nodded, but he didn't agree with it in his heart. After discussing the so-called grand plan with Voldemort, he left Riddle Mansion alone.

As he pushed open the door and walked outside, Snape's tense mind slowly relaxed. His palms and the robe behind him were soaked with sweat.

Ever since Malfoy and others rebelled and took refuge in Ivan Hals, the Dark Lord's suspicion has become very serious, almost to the point of being pathological.

Even though he almost perfectly completed every task assigned by Voldemort, Snape could still feel that Voldemort still had doubts about him.

Every time you enter or leave the Riddle Mansion, you feel like you are wandering between life and death...

Snape vaguely regretted agreeing to Dumbledore to implement that plan.

But he understood that even if he tried it again, the result would not change at all, because he had no right to choose from the beginning to the end...

A hint of gloom flashed in Snape's eyes, as he recalled the story of the three brothers in "The Tales of Beedle the Bard" in his mind.

"The Deathly Hallows...the Resurrection Stone..." Snape whispered to himself.

Dumbledore once told him that the so-called Deathly Hallows are just a few powerful magic items, and the Resurrection Stone can only allow people to see memory illusions formed by magic. Their only function is to serve as bait to guide people in the pursuit of death...

Snape didn't believe Dumbledore's words. He still held on to a glimmer of hope. Maybe Dumbledore was just fooling himself and didn't want him to be obsessed with this power that could reverse life and death...

Thinking of this, Snape couldn't restrain his inner excitement. He clenched his fists tightly and dug his nails into his flesh.

No matter what, I want to see you again... Lily...

Even if I just apologize to you in person...