Invisibility cloak broken?

Sean looked at Harry's empty hands subconsciously.

One of the Deathly Hallows, the invisibility cloak that has been passed down since ancient times, is it broken?

Harry was already moaning as Sean led the group into the Room of Requirement.

"It's over, it's over... My dad will definitely not let me go, this is what my grandfather passed on to him..."

"let me see."

Sean took the Invisibility Cloak from the sad-faced Harry, and upon closer inspection, he found that there was indeed a small crack at the hem of the Invisibility Cloak.

He tried to put on the invisibility cloak to see that the crack had completely lost its invisibility effect, and a small piece of abrupt fabric was exposed in the transparent air, which was Sean's pants.

so bad...

This caught Sean by surprise.

He also owns one of the invisibility cloaks, which he got from West. It belongs to the boutique of the invisibility cloaks, and the effect can last for decades.

But this one in Harry's hand is one of the Deathly Hallows.

Although this invisibility cloak is not worthy of the name of the Deathly Hallows - Dumbledore can see through it directly, Mad-Eye Moody's magic eye can also see through it, and even many animals can directly find the objects under the invisibility cloak. people.

But the biggest feature of this invisibility cloak is that the invisibility effect is permanent. It is different from those cloaks that have been cast with illusion spells or made of invisible animal fur, and the invisibility effect will never be erased by time.

Moreover, this invisibility cloak is naturally anti-flying spell, and at the same time cannot be deformed.

Is this thing going to break?

Sean cast a suspicious look at Harry.

Harry looked bitter: "I usually keep it very carefully, how could I accidentally tear it up... I originally wanted to sneak around the forbidden area with Ron Neville after the morning class, but I ended up taking it. When I came out, I realized something was wrong."

"Was it also intact before?" Sean asked.

Harry nodded quickly: "Definitely, the Invisibility Cloak is inherently tough, and I'm careful enough."

Ron on the side also added: "I helped Harry put it away last time I used it up. I swear, there was absolutely no such big hole at that time."

"Where is it?"

"In the magic suitcase my mother made for me, only I, Ron, and Neville know the unlock code. And no one else knows that I have an invisibility cloak, except for the few of us, my parents, Godfather and the others, yes, maybe Professor Dumbledore also knows." Although Harry panicked, his head was still clear.

Hermione frowned and said: "It shouldn't be man-made, obviously, if someone else knows about Harry's invisibility cloak, then he has the ability to destroy it, and he has the ability to steal it directly - leaving Harry a broken invisibility cloak. is unreasonable."

If it's not an external force, it may be a problem with the invisibility cloak itself.

Sean lifted the Invisibility Cloak and looked closely at the breach.

The torn edge of the cloth was rough, and the pure black thread was exposed in a disorderly manner. It was not cut with a sharp tool, but more like it was accidentally pulled with force.

Sean tried to pull out one of the exposed threads, and Harry, who was beside him, even shivered when he saw his movement.

"Watch out, Sean!" he pleaded.

Daisy bumped into her brother: "It's broken anyway, Sean must just want to be a test."

Harry's jaw nearly dropped to the ground.

Who is your real brother? ! And it's our Potter family's heirloom!

Sean looked at the end of the thread and comforted: "Don't worry, the invisible effect of this crack has been lost, and there will be no problem with pulling one end of the thread."

Upon closer inspection, Sean really found something wrong.

The broken end is lighter in color than the other end, and the thread ends are rough and dry.

This does not seem to be caused by external damage, but more like its own aging.

"Harry," Sean asked in a deep voice, "how long has this invisibility cloak been in your house?"

"How long?" Harry was stunned for a while, then showed a look of memory, "According to my dad, this invisibility cloak was in my house when he was a child, and when he entered Hogwarts, my grandfather would I handed it over to my father, and then I went to school."

After speaking, he added: "I'm sure that no outsider knows the existence of this invisibility cloak, and I use it very carefully."

"Is that so..."

Sean raised his wand and aimed it at the Invisibility Cloak.

"RepairingCharm"

The gap in the invisibility cloak quickly returned to its original state under the influence of the spell, but the invisibility effect still did not recover, as if there was an abrupt black line in the air.

"The Repair Charm is useless..." Harry groaned.

Sean pouted: "If I guessed correctly, this invisibility cloak has aged."

"Aging?" Harry, who was holding the Invisibility Cloak in grief, froze in place.

"The Invisibility Cloak is not permanently invisible. Obviously, the useful life of this Invisibility Cloak is approaching." Sean explained.

Hearing him say that, Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's none of my business... God, Sean, you must go to my house to testify for me when you're on vacation."

Sean smiled and nodded.

However, his heart was not so relaxed.

Harry and the others didn't know that the Potter family's ancestral invisibility cloak belonged to the Deathly Hallows, but Sean didn't lie to him either.

The invisibility cloak in Harry's hand is indeed aging, and it is probably not the real thing.

One of the Deathly Hallows, how could Sean be able to repair it with a repair spell.

So the question is, where did that real invisibility cloak go?

Sean naturally thought of the man who traveled long distances in time.

Could it be that the civet cat changed the prince and replaced the real invisibility cloak?

Sean suddenly thought of something.

With such a serious accident, that person traveled long distances in time apparently to forcibly change the past.

So, now, has the 'past' been changed?

At the same time, Sean is more concerned about the movements of the time traveler.

The Potters' Invisibility Cloak is one of the Deathly Hallows.

According to legend, gathering all the Deathly Hallows can master the authority of the God of Death...

Could it be the resurrection of someone who should have died?

Dumbledore must know this! Even, he is the one who travels long distances!

But what the old man didn't want to tell me... Sean rubbed his temples with some headache.

He looked at Harry, who was much more relaxed: "I have a way to contact the outside world, why don't I talk to your dad first?"

"what?"

"Don't worry, I'll say good things for you, and it's not your fault in the first place." Sean comforted.

"This... hey! Sooner or later death is a death! You should contact my dad!" Harry said solemnly at last.

Sean made a quick move, he contacted Lupin, and this evening, Lupin sent a message.

"Thank you for telling me this news, Sean, help me tell Harry, it's not his fault." James's words were very peaceful, just a little distressed for the magical treasures that were passed down in the family.

"...The above is what I hope you can tell me. In addition, you mentioned in your letter whether the Potter family encountered some changes in the early years. I have to say that my family has always lived a relatively peaceful life. The only exception is many years ago, before I was born, that was what my late father used to tell me."

"The Potter's house was visited by thieves once, but nothing valuable was missing from the house. At that time, my father was just a child, and he told me that that night, someone invaded Potter. Family."

"However, it seems to be a little hairy thief with no skills, and everything in the house is intact, including the invisibility cloak - to be honest, I don't think anyone will steal the invisibility cloak. Ordinary wizards are not the opponents of the Potters, but The most powerful wizards don't need a cloak that only provides invisibility."

Sean touched his chin. It seemed that the Potters didn't know that their ancestral invisibility cloak was one of the Deathly Hallows. They only regarded it as a special and precious invisibility cloak.

However, he had some doubts about the thief Sean mentioned in James' letter. He intuitively believed that it was a time traveler who returned to the past.

However, this involves some knowledge of time travel, and Sean is not sure.

If it is said that the traveler went back to the past and changed history, then the memory of the burglar in James' mind should have only appeared after yesterday.

According to the information given by Stephanie, the wizard was aware of the impact of the time accident.

So, logically, James should feel something wrong with this sudden memory, but James did not show it in the letter.

That seemed to be the memory he was familiar with.

In this case, Sean's thoughts conflict with reality.

Too little information... Sean tapped irritably on the armrest of the armchair.

And in an old castle thousands of miles away from Hogwarts, people are cheering for a carnival.

Among them, there are pure-bloods who hide their bodies, black wizards who describe withering, staff members of official institutions, and more, ordinary wizards.

It's just that everyone is staring wildly at the person at the center.

"My friends—no, let me call you that, my countrymen—" Grindelwald smiled and opened his hands to everyone.

"Roar—" the crowd let out a huge, frenzied shout.

"The law, let us be like rats committed to the sewers! The law, let us hide our true selves! The law, let the people under its jurisdiction huddle in fear, lest we reveal our identities!" Grindelwald laughed! With a sound, "There must be many people present who have heard this sentence."

Instead of laughing with him, people waved their hands more frantically to prove their loyalty and admiration to this man.

Grindelwald paced slowly, the elm wand in his hand that belonged to Sean waving lightly.

In the middle of the sky, a picture after another was displayed.

There were little wizards walking in line like walking dead, middle-aged men who were knocked down by Muggle firearms and their wands fell off, and young couples who were wrapped in trench coats and walked through the crowd to hide their wands.

More of those roaring tank targets, fighter jets roaring through the sky, missiles blazing to death, and mushroom clouds rising one by one.

"Friends, compatriots, my--comrades-in-arms!" Grindelwald's voice was loud, but his expression was calm and firm, "All this is what we are facing, the children have lost their anger, the wizards are one One fell - and the Muggles? They're holding more power, they're persecuting more wizards."

The crowd roared angrily.

But Grindelwald did not silence them, he floated into the air, and said in a voice that was firm and powerful over everyone: "Is this what we want to see? The noble wizard is even in the street. Don't even dare to take out his wand! All the people standing in front of me, you should look down on those lowly worms, but now you are bound by the laws set by our compatriots themselves, and the laws will keep us alive!"

"Your fathers and grandparents are like this, you are like this, your future children will be like this!"

The crowd was even more angry, and the roars resounded under the night sky.

Grindelwald turned the conversation, even with pity and kindness in his tone: "Those humble bugs, you all think so? Do you think I think so too? No, no, no, let me correct a little, Muggles, No-Majes, no-nonsense. Magical people... blah blah blah, they don't deserve hatred, they just need some-more special treatment."

"And it's us, wizards, who decide this treatment. What do you want to do to them? Oppression, abuse? No, the benevolent wizard will give them a place, and we have real freedom."

"You befriend them? You don't like each other? Even, you're in love with a Muggle, you hate a Muggle - it doesn't matter, it's not worth writing about, because, it's all It's the freedom we ~lightnovelpub.net~ deserve."

"Magic only blooms in the blood of a few, just as glory does not come to everyone in the world. We were born to do better, and now, we are just fighting for our due rights."

Everyone was cheering and applauding, and a wave of cheers like a tsunami of mountains and tsunamis poured in.

Grindelwald's voice grew louder: "Go on, my brothers, my sisters, my friends, my fellow citizens! This applause and applause is not for me, but for yourselves. Standing here, you know yourself The desire in your heart to understand the dilemma you are in!"

"What's sad, it's our compatriots in the Ministry of Magic, the Guard, the Federation, who are helping Muggles squeeze their brethren, who are huddled under the manhole covers and dragging every wizard who wants to run to the sun. "

"But I'm not angry, because you are standing here! And I believe that more people will wake up, and our team will be bigger-"

"My friends, we're not fighting for hatred, we're fighting to change the world...for freedom, for truth-"

"For, the love in our hearts."