That is a long-lost pattern, the triangle represents the invisible cloak, the circle represents the resurrection stone, and the vertical one in the middle represents the infinitely powerful old magic wand. Three magic items are put together, collectively called the Deathly Hallows.

　　 So... Yes, this symbol is called "Death Hallows Mark".

However, when the tall black figure on the theme drew this mark easily, not many people could really understand what he wanted to express at the moment—even Hermione, Harry and others were familiar with it. The meaning behind this mark, but I soon realized why the Lord of the Living Dead had to take out the Death Hallow mark at this time, but John was the only one.

　　 And obviously, the other party wants to wake up here, and indeed only John is the only one.

　　 "You don't need to remind me more, right?"

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

　　 "Think about it, and then figure out what you should do next-you are a smart human, I believe you can think clearly."

　　 After saying these words, he waved away the Death Hallow mark in the air, and then raised the wine glass again.

"It’s too late to speak, and today’s dinner is almost over... Miss Granger, Mr. Potter, and everyone, let’s go back and rest after drinking this glass of wine! Everyone has worked hard these days, but we Not all of the enemies have fallen, and cooperation will have to continue for a while-don’t bring fatigue to the next battle!"

After that, I saw him drank the wine that had been refilled at some point in time, and then, regardless of whether the others in the room should have the glass of wine or not, he stood up and walked to the main entrance of the restaurant on the side of the long table. Direction. The Gemini Maiden, Bai Ye and the few living corpses who often followed him when they saw it, all hurriedly left the table and followed.

　　 Just the next moment he calmly walked behind John's seat, John, who was still standing at the table in a daze, finally seemed to react suddenly, and suddenly turned his head to look at his tall back.

　　 "Your Excellency, I—"

　　 "Let’s have a chat with Miss Granger and others! Since they are all smart people, there will be gains."

　　 The opponent didn't stop, let alone turn around, just waved his hand at random and left such a sentence. After that, John was not given the opportunity to continue to inquire, and he soon left from the gate.

　　 In a short while, as the high-level living corpses remaining in the restaurant also got up and exited due to the departure of the owner, the hall that was originally full was left with a crowd of humans such as John and Hermione looking at each other and silent.

　　 I don't know how long it has been—in fact, it probably didn't take long—suddenly, Harry cleared his throat, who had not spoken much at this banquet today, breaking the silence.

　　 "Sarah, the ones you mentioned just now...well, I wanted to ask, what happened during the three days we were away?"

　　 As soon as the voice fell, Sarah seemed to be about to say something, but when Hermione raised her hand, she interrupted the conversation between the two for a while. Afterwards, everyone saw that she had looked up at John who was standing opposite, with a serious expression on her face:

"Re-introduction, I am Hermione Granger, born in Hogwarts, and currently as the leader and pioneer of the European Wizarding Resistance Alliance, I am fighting here with all my companions to solve this disaster. Since you Came here regardless of the danger of our lives, then I believe we will not be enemies... And now, Mr. Stewart, maybe we should really talk about the death mark first, what do you think?"

　　Hermione finished her words. John frowned and looked at her. After a while, he sat back on the chair with a sullen expression and nodded slowly.

　　 "Miss Granger, I know you, and I probably know some of the things you have done, but... well! How about saying, besides you, who else can I talk to?"

　　 While he said this, he shook his head with a wry smile while feeling frustrated.

　　 "I don't know everyone, have you ever heard of the case that happened in the American magic world ten years ago?"

　　...

　　 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 involved in it. But as long as the people in those cases at the time were not dead, someone would always remember.

　　 John is half the party involved, so he naturally remembers; and besides him, at this moment in a French community on the other side of the Strait, there is also a woman who also remembers clearly.

　　 That is Tia Snape.

　　 "...Severus, I...I'm fine."

　　 Tia looked at her brother today who was sitting on the old chair not far away, looked at the other person's pale and stern face, and whispered.

　　 And the next moment, she saw her brother pouting the corners of his lips and smacking his tongue—that's a habitual action that the other party would often make when they were impatient.

　　 "I have eyes." The other party said coldly.

　　 Immediately afterwards, the room became quiet again, and there was an inexplicable and subtle atmosphere between the two of them. To be honest, Tia had always been afraid of this kind of tightness, but today, she can even feel at ease when she is nervous.

　　 Nothing else, just because my brother came not long after I sent the letter. Even though the other party had a cold face as soon as she arrived, her inner anxiety and fear had been filled not long ago, but now they have completely disappeared with the arrival of the other party.

　　 After a while, Severus, who was silent for a long time with his thin lips, took the initiative to speak:

"I have read your letter, but it is not detailed enough. Now you can talk about it carefully in front of me-what happened in the New York case ten years ago? What happened in the end? It's over? And, what role did the Stewart family play in that case?"

"Ah...oh," Tia was stunned, and then nodded, "The letter said you should have read it. When the second grade started, I went to New York, and then I met the man named Ai. Lisa’s witch...you know, at the time I didn’t even know that she was actually a dark wizard...no, even I didn’t even know that she was also a wizard at first, only if she was also a homeless person. At the time she saw I lived on the street alone and didn’t know anything, and because I couldn’t get anything to eat, I was too hungry, so I temporarily took me in and took me to wander on the streets of New York..."

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