Chapter 75 The Strongest Wand

Looking at the silent Les, Daphne frowned: This guy always gives people the feeling that he came from an isolated mountain village. But considering his usual behavior, Daphne felt that this seemed possible.

A family of wizards who have been living in seclusion since the Middle Ages? So why did he return to the magical society? Thinking that he was so concerned about the seal deep in the Hogwarts dungeon, Daphne felt that she had figured it out.

It is very likely that there was something wrong with the underground seal, so he "came out" and returned to Hogwarts to strengthen the seal, solve the problems within the seal, and get in touch with the modern magical world.

During the silence, Les quickly recalled it, and then he remembered that he had actually seen the book called "The Tales of Beedle the Bard" at Flourish and Blotts Bookstore. I didn't read it because it was a collection of stories.

Thinking of this, Les couldn't help but feel helpless: he had been supplementing his knowledge of the modern magic world in the past few months, but in the end he still made a fool of himself on some common sense issues. However, it is understandable that a person who was active in the eleventh century would find it strange to hear stories from the fifteenth century.

"So can you tell me about this 'Legend of the Three Brothers'?" Les chose to let Daphne tell him the story directly.

"Eh?" Daphne was a little surprised, because the narrator of the story before was always Les.

Naturally, she didn't want to let go of this precious opportunity. Daphne put the tools aside, wiped her hands and robe clean with a handkerchief, and found a stool to sit on.

She seemed not to be telling a story, but to be performing a sacred religious ceremony.

After everything was ready, Daphne cleared her throat and began to vividly tell the legend of the three brothers.

[Once upon a time, there were three brothers walking on a secluded trail. It was almost midnight——]

Les raised his eyebrows: They were on their way before midnight. Are they in a hurry? So why not use teleportation magic or broomsticks, right?

[As they walked, they came to a river. The water was too deep to wade through, and it was too dangerous to swim across it. However, the three brothers are proficient in magic. With a wave of their magic wands, a bridge appears on the dangerous and unpredictable water. When they reached the center of the bridge, a hooded figure blocked their way.

Death spoke to them.

Death was angry that he had lost three new sacrifices - because travelers usually drowned in this river. But Death is cunning. He pretended to congratulate the three brothers on their magic, saying that they had escaped death due to their cleverness, and each of them could get a reward]

Rice found another flaw in the story: could a wizard who could create a bridge with a wave of his wand really drown in the river? This doesn't make sense, unless there's something wrong with the water in that river. But since it’s a bedtime story for children, there’s no need to worry too much.

Later, the three brothers asked the God of Death for the most powerful wand in the world, a stone that could resurrect the dead, and the God of Death's invisibility cloak.

The boss who got the Elder Wand had his throat cut in his sleep; the second guy who got the resurrection stone fell into madness and committed suicide because the person resurrected by the stone was not really resurrected; only the third guy who got the invisibility cloak got it. After a good death, he finally greeted the God of Death like an old friend, and left the world with the God of Death as an equal.

After hearing this story, Les rubbed his chin.

Ignoring some minor flaws, the overall story is pretty good and very educational.

Merely relying on strong force is not sustainable, and trying to break the laws of nature is not feasible. Only low-keyness and humility are the wealth that people can keep for life.

As for the God of Death, he also knew that he was the master of the coming and going, responsible for suppressing those dark wizards who were unable to reincarnate due to their broken souls, and for maintaining the normal operation of the order of reincarnation. Les didn't think Death would do what he did in the story, because for him, as long as he was a wizard, he would come to him sooner or later, it just didn't matter whether it was sooner or later. If you don’t come today, you will come sooner or later in the future. Just wait and it will be over. Why should you be angry?

Of course, these are fairy tales, and trying to find rationality in fairy tales is inherently irrational.

"So the wand made by Slytherin is stronger than the Elder Wand?"

"Maybe?" Les was also a little unsure. According to the setting in the story, the Elder Wand is the strongest. But upon further investigation, it turns out that the Elder Wand was made by the God of Death. His own snake staff was made with Jörmungandr's cranial nerve as the core and the mistletoe branch that killed Baldur, the God of Light, as the body of the staff—— The material alone consumed the lives of the two false gods. It's not weaker than the one made by the God of Death, right?

However, the wand I made did have a big negative effect. If Death's Elder Wand had no negative effects, it would indeed be more suitable for daily use than my own snake wand.

"Cool!" Daphne didn't think about it that much, she was just very excited. Compared with the illusory Elder Wand in fairy tales, the wand left by Slytherin is much more real.

"Then do you have any record where Slytherin hid his wand before he died?"

Les's face darkened: How can you talk, that stinky girl? !

He cleared his throat and pointed out the fallacy in Daphne's words: "The whereabouts of the four founders, except Rowena, I mean Ms. Ravenclaw, are unknown, so you believe that Slytherin has Death is not rigorous. On the contrary, I prefer that the four founders have continued their lives in some special way. After all, as long as you want to live, there is always a way."

For a powerful wizard who is proficient in magic, extending life is not very difficult. How to extend life decently is the difficulty. If you really don't have any shame, you can still make a Horcrux. However, this was the lowest form of immortality, and Les scorned it.

Rice had pure contempt for those wizards who sought immortality through Horcruxes.

"How could someone live for a thousand years? Nico Flamel, who invented the Philosopher's Stone, only lived for more than six hundred years." Daphne didn't believe what Les said, but she soon noticed that for her question , Rice did not deny it.

"Do you really know the whereabouts of that wand?!" Daphne was shocked: How could Les know everything? Is it true as he said, that he is the real heir of Slytherin and the Gaunt family is just an adopted son?

"It is beyond your reach now." Seeing that Daphne seemed to have some bold idea, Les quickly poured cold water on her to wake her up. If she rashly touches the snake staff now, she will definitely go crazy.

"When you grow up, I will take you to find its whereabouts." Les wrote a check for the future.

Daphne:!

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