Chapter 1523

Harry asked curiously.

Ollivander nodded and said: "Yes, that is the case. Their owner is now Darren, because Darren defeated their masters.

I once said that the wand chooses the wizard, and when a wand is taken, its master also changes."

"Are all wands like this?"

Harry asked doubtfully.

Ollivander shook his head.

He looked at Darren's wand.

He said gently: "Logically speaking, the principles of Eastern and Western wands are similar, but Eastern wands place more emphasis on loyalty.

Therefore, Eastern wands rarely change masters.

But Eastern wands rarely flow to our side. At the time, I was also very surprised why they would give me the reverse scale of a Azure Dragon.

Perhaps they had their eyes on Darren a long time ago; they believed Darren would be victorious!"

Darren fell silent.

After a long while, he suddenly asked: "Then, does the Elder Wand change masters because it is taken?"

"I believe so, because that wand is usually accompanied by death and war."

Ollivander nodded. Darren nodded.

He prepared to leave.

But Harry asked one last question.

"Do you truly believe that the Elder Wand exists?"

"Yes, I believe it truly exists. There are too many traces of its existence in history."

They came out of the room.

"Brother, try to feel his thoughts!"

Darren suddenly said to Harry.

Harry subconsciously did as he was told.

Then he felt as if he were drifting beside Snape.

He was a bit angry.

"So, Darren Potter has left for good?"

"Yes!"

Snape nodded.

He became furious.

He should have locked Darren Potter away more securely; he should have made him stay obediently by his side.

Of course, that day was not far off.

He already knew where the Elder Wand was.

He could already completely kill Harry Potter!

"I will meet you in the castle later; for now, leave!"

He said.

Then Snape left.

He continued to move forward in the castle; he did not want Snape to know his thoughts.

He moved slowly forward.

Before obtaining that thing, he did not want any complications.

Finally, the night grew deep.

He arrived in front of that pure white marble tomb.

He found it absolutely ridiculous.

Then he raised his wand.

The marble tomb was split open from top to bottom.

The body wrapped in the shroud was as thin and long as it had been in life.

The wrapping cloth fell away.

He saw Dumbledore's face clearly.

On Dumbledore's face, he was still wearing those ridiculous glasses from his lifetime.

A wand was held in his palm.

He raised the wand.

Then the Elder Wand flew up, its tip emitting sparks.

This Elder Wand had officially changed masters.

Harry, Ron, and even Hermione began to feel that perhaps obtaining the Elder Wand would make Darren's life a bit more secure.

But Darren did not agree.

"First, it is impossible for me to take the Elder Wand from Headmaster Dumbledore's tomb.

Second, I believe Headmaster Dumbledore would not wish for me to obtain the Elder Wand, and he wouldn't even want Harry to have it.

Even now, when I think about it, his death might have been his own calculation... although even now I find this thought hard to believe.

But I believe I am not wrong; he truly did not want me to save him...

Third, I also believe that the Elder Wand being held by the Dark Lord will be more useful than me holding it. This stems from a guess of mine, which I cannot tell you right now.

I think our responsibility is to find the Horcruxes and destroy them!"

Darren revealed a serious expression.

Ron subconsciously said: "Dumbledore was always so mysterious. If only Dumbledore could come back as a ghost..."

"He won't. He won't come back."

Darren said softly.

Harry looked at Darren sorrowfully.

He thought of the question he had previously asked Nick.

"He will move on... very few people return, and Dumbledore would certainly not choose that path."

Harry looked at Darren and said sadly.

Just as if Darren were to truly die.

Then, he could no longer expect Darren to return.

He would never come back again.

"Darren..."

At this moment, Bill knocked on the window from outside.

Darren opened the door.

"What's wrong?"

"It's like this, Griphook says he wants to see you... Darren, I don't know what you are planning to do, but I still hope you can be safe."

"Yes, we will try our best to survive. At the very least, before the final battle, we will live well."

Darren said with a smile.

But Bill did not smile.

He looked at Darren seriously, as if wanting him to guarantee something.

But Darren shook his head.

"I cannot guarantee anything to anyone, and I have no way to tell you that we will all survive. This is impossible. How could there be no deaths in a war?"

He asked gently in return.

His eyes were not red.

Instead, it was Bill who stepped back with red eyes.

Darren sighed softly and walked toward Griphook's room.

Harry and the others followed behind.

They looked at Bill with sympathy.

There was no helping it.

This was a fact that no one could accept. ===== CHAPTER 1525 =====