Chapter 1236: 3 Sacred Artifacts Gathered

Requires all Deathly Hallows
Dumbledore stared at Amosta's expression, his eyelids moving slightly.

The way this is stated is very interesting.

Throughout history, there have been countless wizards who have desired to obtain the Three Deathly Hallows, including him and Gellert when they were young.

Those who want to obtain the Hallows are simply driven by ambition and obsessed with the powerful force of the Deathly Hallows.

They just wanted to possess the Holy Relic, but Amosta was different. He said he needed the Holy Relic.
Dumbledore immediately realized that there was some secret behind this unique statement.

"Oh, please don't worry, Headmaster Dumbledore—"

The hesitation in Dumbledore's eyes was caught by Amosita, who smiled.
"I have no plans to take it from you in accordance with the unique inheritance of the Elder Wand, but, perhaps one day, I may borrow it from you, but I will return it -"

Dumbledore smiled and waved the elder wand in his hand.

"Of course there is no problem, Amosta. In fact, I have seriously thought about who will own this wand after my death."

Amosta raised his eyebrows, showing some interest.

"What's your answer, Headmaster Dumbledore?"

"Oh, I don't know—"

Dumbledore continued to smile as he walked towards the Gaunt House, towards the place where he and Amosta had just tasted wine.
"But you are indeed within my consideration. Everything that happened to you in Amosta is enough to prove that you are a person who desires power, but will not abuse it. In other words, your thoughts can control your power, and the Elder Wand will not let you go out of control--"

The two men sat on both sides of the wooden table again, staring at the silent old house.

"So, I'm just a candidate?"

"Oh, actually Harry is not bad—"

Dumbledore said,
"You made him realize that it is not shameful to pursue a little power, and his kindness will eventually restrain his behavior."

"is it?"

Amosta smiled and said,
"I have always suspected that you might be worried that I might lead him down the wrong path."

Dumbledore smiled wistfully but didn't explain. He just looked at the old house in front of him with a complicated expression.

"The seventh one."

Amosta said, and Dumbledore nodded.

Ravenclaw's diadem was destroyed by Amosstar when he went to school, and Riddle's notebook was also erased after Amosstar returned to Hogwarts.

He also destroyed the locket left by Slytherin, and the Hufflepuff cup was removed in the Battle of Diagon Alley, which he had planned for a long time.

Tonight, Voldemort lost another Horcrux.

In addition, they all knew that the death knell of the remaining two Voldemorts would probably be sounded soon.

Seven might be all there are, and there might be one or two more that they haven't discovered.

"Do you think it's time to talk to Professor Slughorn again?"

Amosta glanced sideways.

"Horace was willing to return to Hogwarts in large part because your victory in the Battle of Diagon Alley gave him some hope. But he must still have fears."

Dumbledore said calmly,

"So I think you might as well fight a few more good battles and then go talk to Horace."

Amosta nodded slightly, approving the proposal.

Two months later, the joint forces will officially gather in Paris.

These elites from all over the world will have a short run-in period, and then they will arrest Death Eaters throughout Europe. The world must realize that the existence of this peacekeeping force is valuable.

Amosta needed them to win a battle to inspire morale. At the same time, in the battle with the Death Eaters, the team would be able to work better together, and they would be useful if an unexpected crisis really occurred.

The bright moonlight dispelled the eerie feeling in the dark forest, and the ominous atmosphere in the darkness also dissipated.

Darkness became a protective color. The two wizards who shouldered heavy responsibilities put aside the majesty and wisdom they were used to showing in front of others and enjoyed the rare peace at the moment.

Dumbledore waved his wand and fetched another bottle of wine, while Amos Tower lit a pile of wood to dispel the chill in the air.

clatter--
Amosta took the wine glass handed to him by Dumbledore, and threw the ring that he had been holding on his finger onto the wooden table.

However, behind this seemingly nonchalant attitude, Amosta revealed a hint of fear.

Dumbledore noticed this as he moved his silver beard.

After some hesitation, Dumbledore spoke.

"You told me you needed all the Deathly Hallows, Amosta?"

Amosta was slightly surprised. He had not expected Dumbledore to bring up this topic again.

"Yes, that's right--"

He thought Dumbledore wanted to ask about his purpose in collecting the Hallows.

"Well, in a sense, your wish has been granted, Amosta--"

Dumbledore said.

The hand holding the wine glass trembled violently, and the clear yellow wine spilled on the back of Amosita's hand, while Amosita just stared at Dumbledore in astonishment.

"You obviously haven't taken the trouble to understand the Hallows, Amosta—"

Dumbledore smiled,
"In the fairy tale, the three brothers who possessed the Hallows were actually the three Peverell brothers."

"I know that—"

Amosta was still frowning at Dumbledore.

"Antiochus, Cadmus Ignotus, and Ignotus was buried in Godric's Hollow after his death. Over the years, many wizards who were looking for the holy artifact have visited his resting place, but found nothing."

"That's because Ignotus did not take the holy vessels he had into the tomb, Amosta—"

Dumbledore smiled.

"He left it to his descendants. It has been passed down from generation to generation. Oh, you must know that like many noble surnames that have disappeared into history, the surname Peverell has also been cut off. However, the bloodline has not been cut off. They are now called Potter--"

In the silence, the expression on Amosta's face, which was painted golden by the firelight, changed subtly.

"Harry's Invisibility Cloak?"

"Well, that's right, Amosta——"

Dumbledore smiled with a bit of childish distress.

"Fate really loves to play tricks on us, isn't it, Amosta? So many people have spent their lives for the Holy Artifact. When I was young, I also made a big mistake because of the Holy Artifact and regretted it for my whole life. But I didn't expect that—"

Dumbledore looked at the ring that Amosita had thrown on the wooden table.
"But they all came to me when I didn't have many good days."

So to say
Amosta's lips moved a few times, but no sound came out.

The three coordinates for opening the stone door of the Department of Mysteries were all in his hands.
He can now go to the starry sky?! (End of this chapter)