Harry Potter: Magic and Guns

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An elderly man and a young boy strolled across the grass, damp with morning dew. In the distance, Hogwarts Castle shimmered in the light of the rising sun, casting colorful rays that reflected off its glass windows. The vibrant colors painted the castle, made of dark stone, into something breathtakingly beautiful.

"No matter how many times I see it, I always look forward to the next time I encounter it," the old man said, stopping after walking about ten meters out of the cottage. His gaze was fixed on the castle.

"Yeah, it's beautiful," Harry replied. It wasn't the first time he had seen Hogwarts bathed in the morning light. He nodded, adding, "Every time, the colors look different."

"Harry, how much do you know about the Deathly Hallows?" Dumbledore suddenly asked, his tone firm. Though the question seemed abrupt, it had been something he had thought carefully about before deciding to share with Harry.

"The Elder Wand is the most powerful magical instrument, and it's a unique wand. It is loyal to its master, yet anyone can wield it. I feel like it's a loyal prostitute—deep down, it holds pure love, but it submits to reality without resistance," Harry said thoughtfully.

"The Invisibility Cloak is said to deceive even Death itself, providing the wearer with an unparalleled sense of safety, luring them to provoke Death, leading them down a path of certain demise. It's like a glamorous noblewoman, but when she turns around, her tattered dress reveals the silk undergarments beneath. If you trust it too much, you're not far from Death's grasp."

"And the Resurrection Stone, that's the most poisonous of the Hallows. The idea of bringing someone back to life is nothing but a wishful fantasy, and this stone blurs the line between fantasy and reality. After stirring the softest part of your heart, it strikes you with the most malicious of needles, causing those who become obsessed with it to die in the most tragic way."

Harry spoke slowly, revealing his disdain for the Deathly Hallows. Although he always carried the Invisibility Cloak, he rarely used it, only when absolutely necessary. He understood its flaws, and those flaws made it clear that it wasn't something he would prioritize.

"That's an interesting metaphor," Dumbledore said with a strange expression. He was holding the Elder Wand, but in Harry's words, the Elder Wand was compared to a loyal prostitute. This description was indeed something new.

"You're right; each of the Deathly Hallows has its own powerful abilities, but they also each have significant flaws," Dumbledore continued. "Gellert and I were once obsessed with the Hallows. The symbol of his Dark Arts faction was the image of the Hallows, and we once conducted deep research into them—investigating their origins, studying their masters, especially the Elder Wand. Gellert and I were the first to acquire it."

"This is a Deathly Hallow without a true heir. It has no fixed master. Any wizard who defeats its previous owner becomes its new master. The moment you grasp the Elder Wand, you're walking down a road destined for death. No owner of the Elder Wand has ever died peacefully. They all met their end through curses," Dumbledore said, glancing at Harry. He drew the Elder Wand but did not transform it into a weapon. Instead, it returned to its original form, resembling a simple branch.

"Do you know why that is?" Dumbledore asked, pausing for a moment before continuing, not waiting for Harry to answer. "Because the Deathly Hallows are incomplete, or rather, they are only half-finished."

"When I was studying the Elder Wand alone, I didn't realize this. It wasn't until I borrowed the Invisibility Cloak from your father that I slowly started to notice this secret."

"You must have also realized that the Invisibility Cloak, which is said to deceive Death, doesn't actually conceal much, right?" Dumbledore asked, his voice steady.

"Dementors can sense the life force beneath the Cloak, hounds can smell the leaking scent, ears can hear footsteps, and even in the rain, the Cloak reveals the figure beneath. It doesn't make someone disappear; it only deceives the eyes and hides the magic."

"This isn't because the Cloak isn't strong enough, but because the Invisibility Cloak was never meant to be a mere invisibility tool. Hiding the body is only a secondary effect. It hasn't been fully refined, and the power it currently displays is far from its most important ability."

Harry hadn't expected Dumbledore to reveal such things, but it made a strange kind of sense. Though Harry couldn't explain why, he had an inkling that invisibility might not be the Cloak's true purpose. However, he couldn't quite put it into words—perhaps because he hadn't studied it enough.

"Is this important, Professor Dumbledore?" Harry asked, puzzled by Dumbledore's cryptic tone. He hadn't yet figured out why Dumbledore was telling him this, and it left him intrigued.

"Maybe," Dumbledore said, unsure. "When I was researching the Deathly Hallows, I made a special discovery. Since you're the holder of the Invisibility Cloak, I think I should tell you what I found."

"I think you must have already realized that the peaceful life we've enjoyed is about to be shattered, and the root cause of this is..." Dumbledore motioned downward. "The Abyss."

"Although you've already encountered some of the Dark Ones and dealt with them relatively easily, I hope you don't underestimate them because of last year's success. There's a reason wizards consider these stone beings such a great threat. The peace of the last thousand years wasn't because of any great change in magic—it was because wizards had the power to suppress the Abyss and prevent them from retaliating."

"On the contrary, from thousands of years ago, the war between wizards and the Abyss has always been at a disadvantage for us."

"If the war had not been confined to the limited portals of the Abyss, the magical world would have long been overrun by those creatures. Even now, all we can do is guard the portals."

"If it weren't for the decisive victory a thousand years ago, the magical world would never have known the centuries of peace and stability."

"And the Deathly Hallows are connected to the war that took place a thousand years ago."

"Perhaps it's due to time, or more likely, because of deliberate concealment, but the historical records we can find today are extremely scarce. I can only make an educated guess: a powerful creature from the Abyss appeared at that time—powerful enough to break the fragile balance between the magical world and the Abyss. This led to a life-or-death battle. I don't know the details, but we all know the outcome."

"The magical world triumphed, the wizards won the war, the Abyss retreated, and the intensity of the battles in the Abyss dramatically decreased. Peace arrived."

"The legend of the Three Sacred Artifacts traces back to the moment of that victorious node. Ten years ago, I visited Nico. His influence in the magical world is far greater than mine. I asked for his help in researching some materials, and I figured out what the Three Sacred Artifacts really are."

"Back then, the demons who sought to break the fragile balance between the magical world and the Abyss were called Demon Gods. They weren't a single individual but seven of them. At the start, they were no different from ordinary demon generals, but as the battles continued, they became stronger and stronger. By the time the wizards realized something was wrong, the seven Demon Gods had already reached the final step of their transformation."

"If they merged, the demons would gain the power to directly open a passage to the Abyss. The magical world would become a giant cheese, radiating an irresistible, sweet aroma while filled with countless pipes. Endless demons would surge into our world like a tidal wave. With only a fraction of the human population as wizards, it would be impossible to stop them from invading."

"At that time, the most powerful group of wizards, under the cover of many, launched the first direct attack on the Abyss. They called themselves the Awakened Ones. Buried within them were the powers of miracles, making them the rarest and strongest among wizards. We don't know where this power came from, and they never figured it out themselves."

"But it doesn't matter. What matters is they infiltrated the Abyss and killed the seven unified Demon Gods before they could complete their final transformation. We won the ultimate victory."

"No one saw them return. There are rumors that they perished with the seven Demon Gods in that war, but I think that's not the case. They simply hid once again in the magical world, and people couldn't find them."

"If I'm right, three of the Awakened Ones returned to Europe, and the Deathly Hallows are the spoils they brought back from that war. I don't know what the Resurrection Stone is, but I suspect the Elder Wand is the Demon God's bone, and the Invisibility Cloak is the Demon God's skin."

"Only then can I explain the extraordinariness of the Deathly Hallows. It goes beyond reason."

Dumbledore raised the Elder Wand slightly, transforming it into the shape of a pistol. The ivory-white Desert Eagle, glowing with seven colors, lay flat in Dumbledore's palm. Upon seeing this pistol, Harry again felt the urge to claim it as his own. Although he quickly suppressed it, the thought still lingered.

"The Elder Wand... Actually, we shouldn't call it a wand, nor should we call it a gun."

"Before the gun-shaped wand existed, it already existed in another form. The earliest records of the Elder Wand show that it was originally a bow—an extraordinarily luxurious bow. A wizard holding it could shoot rainbow-colored arrows to pierce all enemies in front of them."

"The Elder Wand has no limits on its transformation. Normal wands need to be processed, but the bow-shaped wand and the current gun-shaped wand are vastly different in manufacturing techniques. However, they share one thing in common—no matter how the wand changes, its essence is to serve as a medium to enhance the wizard's spellcasting."

"And the Elder Wand's attribute is that it is an extremely powerful spellcasting medium. The form it takes is merely an accessory, and you'll understand this when you use it."

"Do you want to try?"

Dumbledore extended the Elder Wand forward. Even though Harry wasn't its acknowledged master, as long as a wizard held it, the Elder Wand would serve them. However, the effect would be diminished, and there would be a debuff—"I will not help you fight my husband." If the wizard holding the Elder Wand tried to use it against its original master, the wand's remaining loyalty would make it difficult for the user to harm its master.

To put it simply: Unless you get a married woman to divorce her husband, as a lover, you may use her, but you can't take her away. You can't make her fight to the death with her husband.

Harry was a little tempted, really tempted. Although he knew he couldn't gain the Elder Wand's recognition and become its new master, the temptation of the most powerful wand was strong, like a goddess's husband bringing her before you, saying: "Here's a chance to be a dragon rider. Go ahead and enjoy, I'll just watch. No need to take responsibility."

Harry swallowed, his hand moving almost involuntarily towards the "goddess" resting in Dumbledore's hand.

"Never mind."

Just as he was about to touch the Elder Wand, Harry shook his head and withdrew his hand.

"Why?"

Dumbledore asked with a smile. "The Elder Wand doesn't reject any wizard. Even though it can't perform at its best, it's still more powerful than any other wand."

"That's not necessarily true." Harry grabbed his ebony and ivory wand, "They're great too."

"And I have a feeling, Professor, that you're planning to watch me make a fool of myself. I'd rather not touch something that will only add to my already long list of embarrassing moments."

Dumbledore chuckled softly. "I never thought that."

"The Elder Wand can't load a magazine. Although it's the world's most powerful spellcasting medium, it can't use spell groups normally."

"Does that mean it can use them abnormally?"

"Yes," Dumbledore nodded. "It's like using a sniper rifle, compressing a spell group into a single cast. It's harder to do, but possible."

"I originally wanted you to experience the Elder Wand's power, but since you refuse, we'll skip that. Let's talk about the Invisibility Cloak."

Dumbledore smiled, though he had set up all those explanations for a reason. Harry wasn't cooperating, so Dumbledore couldn't force him.

Harry is an Awakened One, and that was something Dumbledore was particularly interested in.

He was very curious about the Awakened Ones, as they were the main force in the final battle. For some reason, all Awakened Ones shared a trait: they were low-key. There had never been any records of mysterious and powerful wizards in history—if there were any, they weren't Awakened Ones.

Take Harry's mother, Lily. Even though Dumbledore was her headmaster for seven years, he never noticed anything unusual about her. He just thought she was smart and talented, and that was all.

Harry was the most noticeable Awakened One. Perhaps it was because Harry wasn't entirely pure. His Awakened powers came from his mother's bloodline, incomplete, and it was possible that Harry's children wouldn't inherit those powers at all.

"So, let's talk about the Invisibility Cloak. It's the only one of the Deathly Hallows to have maintained its legacy. It has been passed down through the Potter family for generations. Perhaps the Awakened wizard who first took it was an ancestor of the Potter family."

"I hope you can discover the true use of the Invisibility Cloak, Harry."

Dumbledore looked at Harry with an encouraging gaze, but just then—

"Professor Dumbledore! Harry!"

Hagrid's loud voice boomed, "The porridge is ready! Come quickly!"

(End of chapter)