Chapter 2437

It is a long lost pattern. The triangle represents the invisible cloak, the circle represents the resurrection stone, and the vertical in the middle represents the powerful old wand. The three magic items are put together, which are collectively called the Deathly Hallows.

So... Yes, this symbol is called "Deathly Hallows".

However, when the tall black figure on the throne drew the mark by hand, few people really understood what he wanted to express at the moment - even Hermione, Harry and others present were familiar with the meaning behind the mark, But he soon realized that John was the only one who wanted to take out the Deathly Hallows at this time.

Obviously, John is the only one who wants to wake up here.

"Don't let me remind you more?"

When everyone, including John, was still trying to figure out the meaning of this sign here, the Lord of the corpse spoke again.

"Think it over and figure out what you should do next - you are a smart human, and I'm sure you can figure it out."

After saying this, he waved away the dead Saint Mark in the air, and then picked up the wine glass again.

"It's too late to say. Today's dinner is almost over... Miss Granger, Mr. Potter and everyone, drink this glass of wine and go back to rest! Everyone has worked hard these days, but our enemies haven't all fallen down, and the cooperation has to continue for a while - don't take fatigue to the next battle!"

After saying that, he drank up the wine that had been refilled at an unknown time, and then, regardless of whether others present should take this glass of wine, Wu got up and walked to the front door of the restaurant on the side of the long table. Gemini girl, white night and a few other living corpses who often followed him also left the table and followed him.

Just the next moment he calmly passed behind John's seat, John, who was still standing at the table and meditating, finally seemed to react at once, and suddenly turned his head and looked at his tall back.

"Sir, I --"

"Talk to Miss Granger and them! Since they are all smart people, there will be gains."

The other party didn't stop, let alone turn around, just waved at will and left such a sentence. Then he didn't give John another chance to ask, and soon left the gate.

Not long after, as the remaining high-grade corpses in the restaurant got up and left one after another because of the owner's departure, only John and Hermione and other humans were left in the originally full hall, looking at each other and silent.

I don't know how long it took - in fact, it probably didn't take long - suddenly, Harry, who had not spoken much at the banquet today, cleared his throat and broke the silence.

"Sarah, what you just mentioned... Well, I want to ask, what happened in the past three days when we were away?"

As soon as the voice fell, Sarah seemed to be about to say something, but Hermione raised her hand again and interrupted the conversation for the time being. Then they saw that she had looked up at John standing opposite, with a serious face:

"Let me introduce again. I'm Hermione Granger. I'm from Hogwarts. At present, as the leader and pioneer of the European wizard resistance alliance, I'm fighting here to solve this disaster with all my companions. Since you came here regardless of your life, I'm sure we won't be enemies... And now, Mr. Stewart, we may be true We should talk about the Deathly Hallows first, don't you think? "

After Hermione said this, John frowned at her. A moment later, he sat back in his chair with a decadent face and nodded slowly.

"Miss Granger, I know you, and I probably know something you've done, but... Well! Let's say, who else can I talk to except you now?"

As he said this, he shook his head with a bitter smile in his depression.

"I don't know. Have you heard of the case that happened in the American magic world ten years ago?"

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An old case ten years ago, for many people, actually belongs to the old past that has long been buried in the pile of old papers, even those who have been involved in it. But as long as the people in those cases have not died, someone will always remember.

John is half a client, so he naturally remembers; Besides him, at this moment, there is a woman who also remembers very clearly in a community in France on the other side of the Strait.

That's TIA Snape.

"... Severus, i... I'm fine."

TIA looked at her brother today sitting in the old armchair not far from the other side, and looked at each other's pale and cold face as before.

The next moment, she saw her brother pout his lips and smack his tongue - a habitual move that the other party often makes when he is impatient.

"I have eyes," said the other coldly.

Then, the room was quiet again, and there was an inexplicable and subtle atmosphere between them. To be honest, TIA was always repelled and afraid of this tension, but today, she can even feel a sense of peace of mind when she is nervous.

Not for anything else, just because my brother came not long after I sent the letter. Even if the other party had a cold face when she came, she was full of anxiety and fear not long ago, but now it has completely disappeared with the arrival of the other party.

A moment later, Severus, who also pursed his thin lips and remained silent for a long time, took the initiative to say:

"I've read your letter, but what's written in the letter is not detailed enough. Now tell me more in front of me - what was the case in New York ten years ago? How did it end? And what role did the Stewart family play in that case?"

"Ah... Oh," TIA was stunned, then she came back and nodded, "You should have read the letter. I went to New York at the beginning of the second grade, and then I met the witch named Eliza... You know, I didn't know that she was actually a black wizard at that time... No, even I didn't know that she was also a wizard at the beginning, only if she was also a homeless person. At that time, she saw me living on the street alone and didn't understand anything, And because he couldn't get anything to eat, he was so hungry that he took me in temporarily and took me wandering on the streets of New York... "