Morgan glanced at Xie Lin with a strange look, and then continued: "Although the Thestral Wand was very rare in our time, it was not as rare as it is now, and few people can recognize it. "
As if she was worried that Schelling and Voldemort would not understand what she meant, Morgan explained in more depth: "In that era, not long after Hogwarts was established, the traditional master-apprentice system was the mainstream in the wizarding world. There is no such mess as your classification of magic into charms, transfiguration, and herbalism—magic is magic, and at most there are only schools, not so-called disciplines."
Schelling actually knew what she said about the genre. He already knew this information from the historical documents collected by major families and Ravenclaws. However, when this information was narrated by the people involved in that era, When the story comes, it sounds like something else.
The so-called magic school does not refer to a classification method that specializes in or studies different fields of magic, or uses different spell-casting systems. This classification method is actually more similar to Muggle religious beliefs. For example, the Druids believe in the power of "nature". All magic they study, whether it is spells, seals, creation (that is, alchemy), or divination, all tend to The direction of the forces of nature.
As for Voldemort's prophet not knowing this, Schelling prefers that he doesn't know.
A mixed-blood wizard who was born in a Muggle orphanage may be said to be 68 years old, but in fact he spent 13 years in a state of remnants of life and death, and his life before that was not in this world. If you are busy forming party members or pursuing black magic, it would be strange if you have time to slowly study the history of wizards.
This is the difference between the nouveau riche and the traditional aristocracy. After all, the heritage of the latter lies there.
For Voldemort to be able to reach this point, it has to be said that he is indeed an amazing talent.
"Among the many schools, there are only a few schools that can be called the first echelon. The Thestral Wand comes from one of these schools - the Death School. The Death School is keen on pursuing the power of 'death'. They Studying the end of life and pursuing the power of resurrecting the dead - the Thestrals, a species that represents death, is their representative totem..."
"In the thirteenth century, the inheritance of the Death School officially flowed into the hands of the Peverell family, and Antioch, a smart little guy, actually succeeded in gathering the achievements of his ancestors to make the legendary Death Wand. Come out - although the wand you are holding in your hand does not match the wand of death in my memory, both in appearance and length, it gives me an extremely familiar feeling..."
"Due to some reasons in the past, I have had some interactions with the Peverell family, so I am very confident about it. My feeling will never be wrong - I can be sure that the wand in your hand, even if it is It’s not the real wand of death, and it has nothing to do with it.”
"The wand of death you are talking about..." Schelling grasped this key word keenly, and he asked pretending to be indifferent: "Is it the Elder Wand?"
"Hahaha..." Morgan laughed and said, "The Elder Wand is just a name given to it by later generations of wand-makers who don't know what it is called, based on the fact that the wand's body is elder. In fact, the wand of death is so powerful. , it is far from a simple combination of the elder wood staff body and thestral feather core of the thestral stick, it also involves...forget it, no matter how much I tell you about these things, it doesn't make any sense."
"Actually what I want to say is..." Morgan's eyes flickered slightly, with a trace of undetectable greed flashing through his eyes, "The wand in your hand has evolved -"
"The talent in my blood can be clearly sensed," Morgan said softly: "The core of your wand - the tail feather of the Thestral, has successfully evolved into its ancient ancestor - the five ancient dragons. One of the Night Corpse Dragons..."
"You probably still don't understand what this means, right?" Morgan showed a playful smile and said: "This shows that the owner of this wand must have performed extremely powerful and profound black magic, and there has been something incredible in his heart. A wavering murderous intention - you made up your mind at that time to kill someone yourself, right?"
"If I'm not wrong, that person is my poor subordinate - Barty Crouch Jr., who was a double agent. He has died in your hands, tell me, am I right? ?”
Xie Lin pursed her lips tightly and did not answer.
Morgan didn't take it seriously and continued: "If you don't say anything, I'll take it as acquiescence. To be honest -"
"If you really want to kill that person, just kill him. I don't care -" Morgan said coldly: "When he swore his life to be loyal to me, he should have expected that such a day would come."
"Irrespective of whether you guessed it right or not," Xie Lin said with a sneer: "Just because I have killed people cruelly, and just because my wand has achieved what you call evolution, you conclude that I will be with you. Being a dark wizard - may I say you're a little overconfident?"
"You don't understand," Morgan shook his head slightly and said, "It is not easy to evolve a wand. Even the most powerful mage in the world is holding a wand to cast spells day and night. , and there is no guarantee that the wand will evolve. Otherwise, think about it, you are not the only one who has been an amazing wizard for more than a thousand years, but how could no one do it, so that the theory of the evolution of the wand can actually be achieved? Can it only be reduced to a legend?"
"You are able to do this," Morgan said, staring directly at Schelling: "This only shows that you are incomparably compatible with this wand, and there is even an unexplainable relationship between you and the wand. Bond - and then under the urging of your black magic, it broke through that threshold in one fell swoop and successfully evolved..."
"The Thestral represents death, darkness, and misfortune," Morgan said slowly. Her face was extremely serious at this moment. "You can match the Thestral wand. Just for this reason, you are destined." You will be a dark lord who stirs up troubles and shocks the world - it is fate that chooses you, and you - have no choice!"
"Tsk, tsk," the corners of Xie Lin's mouth curled up slightly. He seemed to have intercepted a very important piece of information from the conversation just now, "I don't know whether I am the destined Dark Lord, but what I do know is - I refuse accepted your proposal."
"I am who I am, and it is up to me to decide what kind of person I will become -" Schelling said in an extremely firm tone: "I will not join you."
"My ambitions and ideals have never shared the same path with you -" Xie Lin's eyes gradually became sharp, "My future must be created by myself!"
"If you had Meredith's memories, you would have known my answer!"
