v7 Chapter 138： The gift of fate has long been marked with a price

Tom looked at the old man suspiciously, with sharp eyes.

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But unfortunately, with his Legilimency, he saw nothing, and his eyes penetrated the air directly.

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The old man was clearly standing there, but it seemed that he wasn't here at all.

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If he closed his eyes, Tom would probably think that he was the only one lying in the reading room of the huge library.

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It was the first time he had encountered such a strange feeling.

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Even when facing Dumbledore directly, he couldn't make him have this kind of abyss-like illusion.

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At this moment of contact, Tom can be sure that this strangely dressed wizard is very powerful.

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But...is he really Salazar Slytherin - his ancestor - the Big Four who lived a thousand years ago?

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Tom is suspicious.

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This is not to say that he does not believe that Slytherin can live to this day.

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Tom believes in immortality more than anyone.

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Otherwise, why would he have to go to great lengths to make Horcruxes?

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Nicole LeMay also lived for more than 600 years, and Slytherin can live for a thousand years. In Tom's view, it is not surprising at all.

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but……

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Whether it is the person in front of you is worth thinking about.

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After all, when Tom first approached Targaryen, he also claimed to be the **** of death.

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His tone was terrifyingly loud, boasting that he had wandered alone in countless years...

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what! !

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I can't recall any more. When I think that Stark knew the inside story long ago, and he even said those words, a sense of shame arises spontaneously.

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Every time he recalled, Tom felt that it was a public execution!

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In any case, he has done this kind of thing, and he is naturally skeptical about the old man's words.

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Tom hopes the old man in front of him is Slytherin?

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Of course not.

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Yes, he does worship Slytherin.

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However, this kind of ancestor is only suitable for living in a shrine, being enshrined in high places, and being admired by future generations.

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Instead of living until now, he suddenly appeared in front of him and told him:

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"Cub, I am your ancestor!!"

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It was not a surprise, but a fright.

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Then again, what does it matter if the person in front of you is real or fake?

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Didn't Stark also pretend to be fooled and follow the trail to find the Slytherin wand and the prehistoric mystery?

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When his vigilance was at its weakest, he delivered a fatal blow!

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Although Tom hated Stark, he also learned one thing from him:

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Pretend to be deceived, as long as you can make money... Anyway, it's a **** if you don't take advantage of it.

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So, Tom quickly accepted that he had one more ancestor.

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The person in front of him is Slytherin! Must be too!

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At this moment, the room suddenly darkened.

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Tom turned his head to look. It turned out that the obelisk in the distance was completely dim, and there was no more splendor just now.

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"Stark got that power?" His tone was filled with incomparable loss.

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Four years ago, when he came to the United States, how high-spirited Tom was, how was he so proud of his Slytherin wand earlier?

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Seeing him rise from a tall building, seeing his building collapse... He was talking about himself!

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The old man narrowed his eyes. He was also a little surprised that his mood had not fluctuated for many years.

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It wasn't because William took the prehistoric mystery, but it was he... who didn't take it.

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Tom failed in the struggle, this power has already fallen into William's hands, how could he hold back?

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It's like Tom was chasing a peerless beauty for four years, and was robbed by William just before he succeeded.

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William took off the other party's clothes, so that the graceful ketone bodies were exposed in front of him... He actually held back, could he not be moved?

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For the first time, things were beyond the old man's expectations.

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He snorted and said coldly in his heart, "No wonder Ravenclaw chose William Stark."

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But it doesn't matter, the old man chose the young man in front of him.

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No matter how the situation changes, it will not affect his final plan.

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The old man calmly took a book from the bookshelf. After he opened it, he lowered his head and sniffed hard. A mocking smile appeared on the old face.

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"Don't worry, Tom. William didn't take that power, it was reserved for my heir, he couldn't take it!

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Even if he takes the obelisk, I can teach you myself. "

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Tom didn't answer, but raised his head and asked curiously, "Are these Muggle religious books so interesting?"

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During this time, he saw that the old man had taken a lot of books.

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The old man didn't answer, but flipped through the book in his hand and told a story he didn't want to do:

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"In those days, the prophet Moses led the Hebrew nation to migrate from Egypt to the promised land of God, the land of Canaan.

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When passing through the Red Sea, he separated the Red Sea, revealing a passage, and the water made walls on both sides.

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The Hebrews were able to cross the sea.

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When the Egyptian soldiers chased into the Red Sea, he made the waters close and drowned the pursuers.

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Tom, do you think you can achieve this level with your magic? "

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Tom shook his head.

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Not to mention him, even Dumbledore and Voldemort at his peak could not separate the Red Sea instantly.

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That's the sea, not a ditch like the Thames!

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"Moses was adopted by the daughter of Pharaoh Ramses II, so he could enter the Egyptian mystery school and learn the mystery of prehistory."

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The old man raised the Bible in his hand and said:

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"Moses also left behind the Five Books of Moses, which are the original five classics of the Old Testament."

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"You mean that Moses wrote the prehistoric meaning in the Bible?" Tom asked in surprise. "I thought it had to be Muggle fiction."

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"Some miracles in religious books are indeed fictitious and exaggerated by later generations, but some are true.

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so……"

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The old man smiled and said in an aria-like voice:

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"Reading the Bible day and night,

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You are in black letters,

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I read blank paper.

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But it is. "

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Tom showed greedy eyes, and he asked cautiously, "Apart from the Bible, are there any other books?"

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The old man didn't hide anything and smiled:

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"Prehistoric mysteries are scattered all over the world, in the Christian Bible, in the Muslin's Koran, in the Jewish Torah, in the Hindu Vedas, in the Taoist "Morality" In the scriptures..."

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Tom remembered all these book titles in his heart, ready to go back and read them.

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The old man seemed to see through what he was thinking, and said softly:

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"That's right, the prehistoric meaning is hidden in these old papers.

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These books, which have existed for thousands of years, are the most widely circulated and published existences.

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But Tom, do you know why everyone can get these books, but so few people get the prehistoric mystery? "

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Tom shook his head.

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The old man said meaningfully:

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"The original content of these books has been tampered with a lot. Future generations continue to add and modify the content to serve themselves, whether it is true or false.

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Of course, even if they have the original manuscript, only a few people can understand the true meaning of it.

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Only those who are worthy can obtain prehistoric meaning.

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Are you worthy, Tom? "

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Tom was suddenly awe-inspiring. When he looked at the old man again, the old man was wearing strange decorations from all religions... Finally, it was no longer nondescript.

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Instead, it seemed unfathomable.

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Like an abyss!

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Tom lowered his head and asked humbly:

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"My great ancestor - the king of snake kings - the most powerful being among the four giants - the eternal master of the Snake Court - the witch of eternal life - can you teach me?"

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The old man seemed amused by Tom's series of names, and he laughed:

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"Of course, child, I came here across the river of time just to wait for you.

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You are the one I chose.

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But, are you ready? "

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"What do you need me for?" Tom lowered his eyelids and became more and more humble.

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"It's very simple, help me ask for one thing from the **** of death."

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"You want me to go find Death?" Tom was stunned.

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"Don't you ever think about going to the **** of death?" The old man said with a half-smiling smile:

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"Especially after knowing the story of the three brothers and the Deathly Hallows."

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"Yes, I did think about it." Tom made no secret: "But to find the God of Death, you need three people to walk together.

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They may be related by blood or as brothers. But I'm just alone now, and the conditions are not met. "

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"You can go on the road with a Horcrux, a split soul is also eligible." The old man said lightly.

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Tom shook his head: "I was originally a Horcrux resurrection.

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The current size of my soul is only enough for me to make another Horcrux, otherwise my soul will collapse.

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There are only two people.

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Of course, I originally found a Horcrux, your ring, but it was stolen by Stark. "

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Tom's meaning is very clear, and he hopes the old man will help to get it back.

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In fact, Tom originally planned to take that piece of soul to find Death.

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That year, when Voldemort was resurrected, Wormtail stole a tube of Harry's blood from Tom.

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Tom even prepared to use this tube of blood to resurrect that piece of soul.

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But the plan was ruined by Stark The old man didn't seem to understand what he meant. He calmly said:

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"Tom, there is still a piece of soul left behind.

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That year in the secret room, after your resurrection, you wanted to kill that young man, but the prehistoric meaning in him bounced back, splitting a very small soul.

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That piece of soul was attached to the boy. "

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"Harry Potter?!"

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"Yes, find him." The old man looked out the window and said, "I will teach you the profound meaning of prehistoric times and give you the power of the obelisk.

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I will also guide you and your two lovely companions on the road to find the **** of death.

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I only want you. After asking for two Deathly Hallows, help me with the third one. "

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Tom's eyes flashed with joy, and he quickly assured: "Of course, I will definitely do it!"

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The old man didn't speak, this kind of commitment means nothing to him.

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He looked at the obelisk. At this time, the east was white with fish belly, and the sun was shining on it.

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The old man thought to himself:

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"All the gifts from fate have already been marked with prices in secret.

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Are you ready, Tom? "

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……

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