Chapter 1091 The Mountain of Sages

In front of Pomona was a huge stone tablet. There were many statues of people engraved on the edge of the stone tablet, and there was only one line written in Greek in a large blank space in the middle.

"God's path is winding and difficult to find." Handsome Tom Riddle said, looking at the inscription on the stone tablet, "yet it will flash out in the darkness of unhappy life."

Pomona looked around, everywhere was covered by black gauze-like cloth, like an apartment that no one lived in.

"This is the last level of the maze." Tom said with a smile. "Gellert Grindelwald also tried to break through this maze, but he hesitated in the end."

"Why?"

"He didn't dare, and then he heard the story of Brother Peverell, so he went after the Deathly Hallows."

Pomona hesitated.

"What is the relationship between the Peverell brothers and Mongnes Hagrid?"

"Peverell is not really a real brother." Voldemort said, "They were originally three mercenaries. There were many British mercenaries operating in the European continent in the Middle Ages. One day they heard a news in the hotel that there was a mercenary nearby. A person who kills for the purpose of 'death', he killed many people, in order to get rid of him three drunks accepted the task, swore an oath to live and die with each other, like brothers, and then walked to the village mentioned by the shopkeeper, On the way they met an old man, and the rudest 'boss' said to him, 'Unlucky thing, why are you wrapped up like this? Why are you still alive at your age', do you still remember that old man surnamed Luo Xi? A Muggle story? Those noble French knights wandering about the camp met an old shepherd who led them to the castle on the hill."

"I remember," said Pomona nervously.

"That man is 'Reaper', he will bring the chosen target to the maze, some will become the food of those monsters, and some will keep their faces, those three robbers were lucky, they hit by mistake Passed the test of the labyrinth, opened the door, obtained knowledge from Mongnes Hagrid, and then made it into a Deathly Hallows. 'Reaper' wanted to get those treasures, so he hunted them down, 'Boss' was very It was easy to get it. The 'second child' hid back to his hometown because of fear, and was later killed. Only the third child had the most hidden hiding place. 'Reaper' did not find him. Britain was very wild in the Middle Ages, and there were many no-man's lands, and Britain is too far away from Italy, and the 'Reaper' still manages the maze left by the master, so he can't spend too much time hunting down the third child who ran to the 'end of the world'. But later, the monsters in the maze became more and more unpopular control, so he planned to get rid of them and used those Muggles." Tom smiled contemptuously, "What he didn't expect was that after a hundred years, the male line of the Peverell family would be extinct, and the Invisibility Cloak would be replaced by the eldest daughter Iolance Peverell inherited it, and later passed into the hands of the Potter family, while the research materials were inherited by her two younger sisters."

"Can a mercenary understand such a difficult book?" Pomona asked suspiciously.

"The International Law of Secrecy was promulgated at the end of the 17th century and implemented in the 18th century. Godric Gryffindor has both a sword and a wand. It is not surprising that wizards are mixed with Muggles as mercenaries."

"How do you know this?"

"What do you think I've been doing these past two months?" Tom sighed. "I'm not an Animagus, and their magic can't detect me."

"My God," Pomona murmured in shock.

"You want to know what's behind this door?" continued Tom.

"What?" she asked out of curiosity.

"The losers will keep their faces and stick them on the outside wall, while the successful ones will leave a life-sized sculpture of themselves and keep it in a temple. So far only men have succeeded. Do you want to try 'up the mountain'?" try?"

"Three mercenaries who make their living fighting wars can solve such a difficult puzzle?" Pomona still couldn't believe it.

"Do you think that entering that labyrinth can only be done by guessing riddles? There are still monsters in it. Muggles helped us solve one. I can negotiate with the basilisk inside. We have to solve the rest of the monsters by ourselves. You heard that you unlocked a metal?"

"antimony."

"What does it emphasize?"

"Well, the wildness of nature..."

"Instinct." Tom said disappointedly, "Those mercenaries who lick blood often face the test of life and death, and have better instincts than those scholars sitting in the laboratory. Even I was misunderstood by a few brats. Hit by mistake and defeat, sometimes without thinking, the action initiated by intuition is the most direct and effective."

"Oh." She nodded ignorantly.

"Bathilda Bagshot was once close to Grindelwald and Dumbledore. I thought she would save something for them."

"Not really?" asked Pomona.

"Dumbledore gave them to Severus as a legacy, including the research materials they collected on the Peverell family. The third child once mentioned that the metal we are looking for is not necessarily hard and has a gray luster. solid, they have various appearances, at first I thought it was tin, which is one of the alloys that make up metal type, and is also one of the seven sacred metals of alchemy, the sky eagle, swan and lyra make up the monster Bird, the Trinity is an important theological theory, but with this hint, tin might not be the metal we're looking for."

Pomona's face became strange.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing!" she said quietly.

Anyway, it was a wild guess, Severus had to fight it out, and at worst, everyone would die together.

"He told me he was flustered, didn't he?" said Tom, smiling.

"He didn't lie, he just thought what I said was ridiculous."

Tom looked at her impassively.

"That's what the old fool told me. Severus is more inclined to the conclusions drawn from experiments. Medieval scholars paid too much attention to speculation and underestimated experiments. Only then did the discussion of how many angels on the tip of a needle come about. All the 'answers' we have now It's all guesswork from us, and there's no evidence to prove that what we think is right."

"We have no chance to experiment. The first challenge is the last challenge." Tom raised his head and looked at the huge stone tablet. "Do you think it is possible for a man to become a god?"

"Now the streets are full of God."

Tom laughed. "Speaking of Bagshot, one thing I forgot to tell you is that Nagini played her once."

"I know that," Pomona said.

"Then did you know that Nagini is immune to the Avada Kedavra?" Tom said again, "A Horcrux cannot be destroyed with the Avada Kedavra."

Pomona froze.

"The old fool's mind is confused. He couldn't resist the temptation of the resurrection stone, didn't he?" Tom sneered happily. "Sometimes great discoveries start by accident. Harry Potter can feel Horcruxes, even After being injured by the fangs of the basilisk."

"Maybe he poked in the wrong place," Pomona said. "It should be the lightning scar on his forehead."

"Do you think the basilisk's venom has infiltrated the skull, can this person be saved?"

Pomona was tongue-tied for a long time.

"No." She replied reluctantly.

"What else did the great White Wizard say?" Tom continued.

"The stars we see at night are actually our distant relatives. Every element in our body comes from a certain star. When we die, our body will return to the starry sky, and the atoms in our body will spread throughout the universe. Be part of another planet, another life. An old star dies, and its children will receive the 'crown' from him to become new stars."

"At this point, he still hasn't forgotten to teach me to give up eternal life." Tom paced slowly, mocking resentfully.

"Don't go all the way to darkness." She said helplessly, "Even the stars are dead, and the world will only be left with darkness. What's the point of living forever?"

"Aren't you curious why Wormtail left my wand at your house and let Severus know it was me?" Tom asked again.

"Well……"

"The savior Potter is still using the holly phoenix-feather wand, and if he continues to use the original yew-wood phoenix-feather wand, 'I' still can't kill him." Tom kindly explained, "Where is the old wand? "

"Hogwarts, in Albus' tomb..." Pomona whispered.

"How do you know?" Tom smiled.

"Intuitively, Harry would have kept that wand with Albus in accordance with wizarding etiquette."

"As I said before, sometimes the most direct and effective actions are initiated without thinking and intuition. According to Hufflepuff's rules, what should you do when someone asks you to keep a secret?"

"Forget it," said Pomona, her eyes glazed over.

"Yes, good girl." Tom said softly, "I brought you a present, go and see."

She felt that there was a very important thing that she needed to remind others, but when she opened her eyes again, she forgot about it.

She sat up in confusion, and looked at the head of the bed, where there was a bottle of wine.

She picked up the bottle of wine and looked at the label. It was a bottle of elderflower wine, made in France. It looked like Felicity Elixir, shining with a faint golden light.

Horcruxes are immune to most magic, including Avada Kedavra, this is the official setting, the others are made up by me, although I also read the story of the sinner