[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-445":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Hogwarts Learning Panel",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2250683,4210,"Chapter 445: The Resurrection Stone","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-445",445,"\u003Cp>Night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep within a tangled grove on the hillside of Little Hangleton village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two figures clad in black robes suddenly appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh no, three— one of them was so tiny that, amid the thick undergrowth, he went utterly unnoticed unless you looked closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked even smaller than a dwarf, easily evoking rumors of goblins or sprites.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re nearly there, Mr. Green.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quirrell said cautiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kept scanning every corner, missing nothing, not even the faintest rustle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phrase “extremely likely to be danger” had haunted him ever since; since Mr. Green hadn’t told him where the danger lay, everything could be dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Professor, have you heard the tale of the three brothers?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape’s voice echoed through the dense, dark woods; before them, only the wandlight illuminated a small patch of scrub.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah… yes, Mr. Green…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quirrell remained utterly alert; they were traveling along a secluded, winding path, and the darkness matched the gloom of the story he was thinking of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Legend says they used magic to build a bridge across a perilous river, avoiding death.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Death grew furious, for he felt he had lost three new victims.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he feigned congratulations and let each brother choose one gift: the Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone, and the Cloak of Invisibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two of the brothers, eager to conquer death further, foolishly chose the Elder Wand and the Resurrection Stone—and died prematurely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The youngest brother, wiser than his two elder siblings, chose the Cloak of Invisibility; and when he was ready to die, he welcomed Death as one greets an old friend, and left the world.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quirrell naturally remembered this well-known wizarding tale vividly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you believe this story is true?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With still some distance to go, Snape asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’d rather believe they were three immensely powerful wizards who created three immensely powerful magical artifacts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quirrell carefully searched the bushes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his view, the moral of “The Tale of the Three Brothers” was unmistakable:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Human attempts to evade or conquer Death are doomed to fail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, always.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the youngest brother—the “most humble and wisest”—understood that after escaping Death once, all he could hope for was to delay their next meeting as long as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This youngest brother knew that mocking Death—whether by the eldest’s violence or the second’s mysterious necromancy—meant battling a cunning, undefeated foe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Long ago, when I was as young as you, I once dreamed of possessing all three items.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Quirrell noticed something, and smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’d like to ask you now—what of you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This question mattered deeply to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To obtain the Gaunt ring, they faced two obstacles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was obvious—Voldemort would never let them take the ring easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Based on past experience, he would surely have filled the manor with curses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as everyone knew, Voldemort had surpassed all others in the art of curses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like the liquid in the cave that drained a wizard’s strength, the curse on the Gaunt ring, the curse on the Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Snape did not believe this was the greatest obstacle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second obstacle—the greatest one—was… something…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape glanced around: silence, darkness; occasionally birds burst from the trees, startling a flurry of cries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now, Mr. Green, know this—I have abandoned my illusions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I once did not understand: the reason we are born in hell is simply that we wish to turn the world into heaven.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quirrell murmured,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A small fraction of the wizarding world still firmly believes that the Peverells passed them a hidden message—one that directly contradicts the written words, accessible only to those with sufficient wisdom to decipher it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They believe:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If a man legally possesses all three items, he becomes the Master of Death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This phrase is usually taken to mean he is invincible, even immortal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I want you to know: I once dreamed this too. Whether wizard or Muggle, every heart is filled with longing for power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How many could resist the Elder Wand? And who, grieving a lost love, could resist the Resurrection Stone?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I have seen Death, Mr. Green—and it told me one thing matters above all else…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, they stood before a filthy, dilapidated cottage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its walls were covered in slimy moss; many roof tiles had fallen away, exposing the rafters beneath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The windows were small and filthy, letting in almost no light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most striking of all was a dead snake nailed to the door, forming a horrifying door knocker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peering through the small, broken windows, one could see the interior was equally squalid: a single main room, dark and filthy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Closer still, the stench of decay reached them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Professor… if we find something unusual, I hope you’ll destroy it as soon as possible.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape said softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quirrell nodded without hesitation—but froze when he saw the snake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew: Cadmus Peverell, the second brother of the tale, was the ancestor of the Gaunt family—and this horrifying door knocker was their family emblem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This meant…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Resurrection Stone…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quirrell whispered involuntarily, then lowered his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That thing is… to obey your will, always.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wil.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape fell silent, then called again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wil lowered his bow, stood tall and straight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the black, silent stillness, they easily dispelled several unimportant curses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Snape had expected, Voldemort had not invested much effort in curses surrounding the ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten minutes later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape stood in an unremarkable corner of the filthy room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mirror of Erised glowed steadily in his hand, spinning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had bought it in Diagon Alley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it was merely a glass top, cracked and unassuming, it could detect dangerous objects or people nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A practical dark magic detector.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now it warned Snape: this unremarkable spot was the most dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wil.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape called again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wil snapped his fingers; a small, unremarkable box instantly appeared out of thin air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the very object buried in the hole beneath that unremarkable spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—The Resurrection Stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He won’t understand. He won’t care…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quirrell suddenly laughed, his voice low; he looked at Puckett the butler and realized they were all the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Voldemort’s eyes, perhaps wizards and goblins were no different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could sense many dark and protective magics beneath, yet none were designed to deter goblins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort would be defeated by what he did not know—Quirrell had understood that since that night.\u003C\u002Fp>",1046,"2026-06-19T10:00:42.198Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","42a7a26ee6ed7e4f4927bd8da51b40d4a1151d26903bc1493ccbb24b22d209fc","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-446","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-444",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]