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Hogwarts Sirius Weekly Oracle*: translation of the book by J. Rowling "The Tales of Beedle the Bard - A Tale of the Three Brothers. A Theory that Stirred the English Internet: Albus Dumbledore - Death from a Tale of the Three Brothers Harry Potter A Tale of the Three Brothers

Harry turned to Ron and Hermione. They also did not seem to understand what Xenophilius said.

Deathly Hallows?

Quite right,” said Mr. Lovegood. - Have you heard of them? This does not surprise me. Very, very few wizards believe in them, which is confirmed by that hard-nosed young man at your brother's wedding, - he bowed to Ron, - who attacked me, mistaking this sign for the symbol of a famous dark wizard. What ignorance! There is nothing dark about the Deathly Hallows - at least in the sense that is usually put into this word. Those who believe in the Gifts wear this sign in order to recognize like-minded people by it and help each other in the Search.

He dropped a few lumps of sugar into a cup of lyre root infusion and stirred it.

I'm sorry," said Harry, "I still don't get it.

He politely took a sip of the infusion and almost choked - it was a terrible muck, something like a diluted Bertie Botts with a taste of snot.

You see, those who believe are looking for the Deathly Hallows,” Mr. Lovegood explained, and smacked his lips, clearly enjoying the taste of the infusion.

What is the Deathly Hallows? Hermione asked.

Xenophilius set aside his empty cup.

I assume you have all read The Tale of the Three Brothers?

No, Harry said.

Yes, said Ron and Hermione. Xenophilius nodded solemnly.

This is the story that started it all, Mr. Potter. I had it somewhere...

He glanced absently at the mountains of books and parchments, but then Hermione said:

Mr. Lovegood, I have a copy with me. She pulled The Tales of Beedle the Bard from her purse.

Original? Xenophilius jumped up. Hermione nodded. "In that case, perhaps you could read it aloud to us?" Then it will immediately become clear to everyone what it is about.

Well... well, Hermione agreed hesitantly.

She opened the book and Harry saw the same symbol at the top of the page. Hermione coughed and began to read.

“There were three brothers, and one day they went on a journey. They walked at dusk on a long road ... "

And Mom always told us - at midnight, - interrupted Ron.

He settled down to listen comfortably, lounging in an armchair, stretching his legs and throwing his hands behind his head. Hermione looked at him irritably.

Sorry, just "at midnight" is somehow scarier! Ron said.

Yeah, we just don’t have enough fears in life, - Harry couldn’t resist and immediately, recollecting himself, looked back at Xenophilius, but he didn’t seem to be listening very much, standing at the window and looking at the sky. "Read on, Hermione!"

- “... and came to the river. It was deep - you couldn’t wade, and so fast that you couldn’t swim across. But the brothers were versed in the magical arts. They waved their magic wands - and a bridge rose over the river. The brothers were already in the middle of the bridge, when they suddenly look - someone wrapped in a cloak is standing in their way.

And Death spoke to them…”

Sorry, interrupted Harry. Did Death speak to them?

It's a fairy tale!

“And Death spoke to them. She was very angry that the three victims eluded her, because usually travelers drowned in the river. But Death was cunning. She pretended to admire the skill of the three brothers, and invited each to choose their own reward for outwitting her.

And so the older brother, a warlike man, asked for a magic wand, the most powerful in the world, so that its owner would always win in a duel. Such a magic wand is worthy of a man who has overcome Death itself! Then Death broke off a branch from an elderberry bush that grew nearby, made a magic wand out of it and gave it to her elder brother.

The second brother was proud. He wanted to humiliate Death even more and demanded from her the power to call the dead. Death picked up a pebble that lay on the shore and gave it to the middle brother. This stone, she said, had the power to bring back the dead.

Death asked her younger brother what he wanted. The youngest was the most modest and wisest of the three, and he did not trust Death, and therefore asked to give him such a thing so that he could leave from there and Death would not catch up with him. Death was dissatisfied, but there was nothing to be done - she gave him her invisibility cloak.

Does Death have an invisibility cloak? interrupted Harry again.

To sneak up on people unnoticed,” Ron explained. "Sometimes she gets tired of chasing after them, yelling and waving her arms… I'm sorry, Hermione."

“Then Death stepped back and let the three brothers cross the bridge. They went on their way, and all talked among themselves about this adventure and admired the wonderful little things that Death had given them.

How long, how short, the brothers each went their separate ways.

The first brother traveled for a week, or maybe more, and came to a distant village. He found there a magician with whom he had a quarrel. They had a duel, and, of course, the elder brother won - and how could it be otherwise when he had the Elder Wand in his hands? The enemy was left lying dead on the ground, and the older brother went to the inn and there let's brag about what a miracle wand he got from Death itself - with it no one will defeat him in battle.

That same night, a magician made his way to his elder brother, when he lay and snored, drunk to the core, on his bed. The thief took away the magic wand, and at the same time cut his older brother's throat.

So Death took the first brother.

Meanwhile, the middle brother returned to his home, and he lived alone. He took the Stone that could summon the dead, and turned it three times in his hand. What a miracle - standing in front of him is a girl whom he dreamed of marrying, but she only died an early death.

But she was sad and cold, as if some kind of curtain separated her from her middle brother. Although she returned to the sublunar world, there was no place for her here and she suffered bitterly. In the end, the middle brother went crazy with hopeless longing and killed himself just to be with his beloved.

So Death took the second brother.

Death searched for the third brother for many years, but never found it. And when the younger brother grew old, he himself took off the Invisibility Mantle and gave it to his son. He met Death as an old friend, and with his hunting went with her, and they left this world as equals.

Hermione closed the book.

For half a minute Xenophilius did not seem to notice that she had finished reading, then he started up, tore his eyes away from the window and said:

Sorry? Harry asked.

This is what the Deathly Hallows are,” Xenophilius answered.

He fished out a quill pen from a pile of rubbish and pulled out a piece of parchment tucked between the books.

Elder stick. Xenophilius drew a vertical line on the parchment. - Resurrection stone. He drew a circle over the dash. - The cloak of invisibility. - He enclosed the line and the circle in a triangle.

It turned out the same sign that haunted Hermione.

All together, the Deathly Hallows,” Mr. Lovegood explained.

But in the fairy tale there are not even such words - the Deathly Hallows! Hermione exclaimed.

Of course not,” Xenophilius agreed with wildly irritating smugness. - This is a children's tale, it is told for fun, not for instruction. But people who understand know that this legend is very ancient and it deals with three magical items, three Gifts, the owner of which will defeat Death itself.

There was a pause. Xenophilius looked out the window again. The sun was already down to the horizon.

Luna must have caught enough throats by now,” he said softly.

Ron said:

You say: "Death will win", it means...

Will win. Xenophilius waved his hand dismissively. - Will overcome. Exterminate. Overthrow. Call it whatever you want.

So... - Hermione stuttered, obviously trying not to sound too skeptical - "Do you believe that these magical items - these Gifts - really exist?"

Xenophilius raised his eyebrows again.

Of course!

But this is... - Hermione was already struggling to control herself. “Mr. Lovegood, how can you believe in such a—”

Luna told me about you, young lady,” Xenophilius turned to her. - As far as I understand, you are not devoid of intelligence, but suffer from extreme narrowness of thinking. Blinkers limit your horizons.

You should try on that hat, Hermione," suggested Ron, choking with laughter and nodding at the stupid winged harness.

Mr. Lovegood,” said Hermione again, “as everyone knows, there are invisibility cloaks. They are very rare, but they do exist. However…

No, Miss Granger, the third Deathly Hallow is not just an invisibility cloak! That is, this is not an ordinary travel robe, saturated with de-illumination charms or charmed to divert eyes - at first it successfully hides its owner, but over the years the spell is depleted and the robe becomes cloudy. No, here we are talking about a true miracle - the Mantle, which makes its owner absolutely invisible for an unlimited time, and it cannot be detected by any spells! Have you seen many of these, Miss Granger?

Hermione opened her mouth and then closed it again, completely confused. All three looked at each other. Harry realized they were thinking the same thing. It was such a Mantle that they had with them at that very moment.

Here you see! said Xenophilius, as if he had just struck them down with an irrefutable argument. “None of you have ever seen such a thing. Its owner would be incredibly rich, wouldn't it?

He looked out the window again. The evening sky brightened slightly.

Okay," Hermione said confused. - Let's assume that the Mantle exists. What about the Stone, Mr. Lovegood? What did you call it - Resurrection Stone?

And what are you interested in?

It can not be so!

Prove it, - said Xenophilius. Hermione almost choked with indignation.

This is… I'm sorry, Mr. Lovegood, but this is ridiculous! How can I prove that the Stone does not exist? Maybe I should collect all the stones in the world, sort out one by one and check? So you can agree to the fact that in general everything is possible, if no one has proven that this does not exist!

Exactly, said Xenophilius. - It's nice to see that you finally let a broader view of things into your mind.

And the Elder Wand," Harry asked quickly, not giving Hermione time to answer, "do you think it exists too?"

Oh, there is a lot of evidence for that! exclaimed Xenophilius. - The fate of the Elder Wand is most easily traced due to the peculiar way in which it passes from one owner to another.

How does she get over? Harry asked.

The new owner of the Elder Wand must take it away from the previous owner by force,” Xenophilius replied. - Of course, you heard about how Egbert the Egoist obtained the Elder Wand from Emeric the Notorious in mortal combat? Also about how Godelot died in his own basement after this Wand was taken from him by his own son Hereward? About the villainous Loxia who took her from Barnabas Deverill, whom he killed? The blood trail of the Elder Wand stretches through the pages of the history of the magical world!

Harry glanced sideways at Hermione. She frowned at Xenophilius, but didn't try to protest.

And where do you think the Elder Wand is now? Ron asked.

Alas, who knows? Xenophilius replied, looking out the window. - Who knows where the Elder Wand is hidden? The trail breaks at Arcus and Libya. Who can tell which one actually defeated Loxia and took the Elder Wand? And who was he, in turn, defeated? Unfortunately, history is silent on this.

There was a pause. Finally, Hermione asked rather stiffly:

Mr. Lovegood, does the Peverell family have anything to do with the Deathly Hallows?

Xenophilius seemed to be at a loss, and a memory stirred in Harry's mind. Peverell...he'd heard the name before...

So why are you fooling me, young lady! Xenophilius straightened up in his chair, bulging his eyes at Hermione. - I thought you didn't know anything about the Search! Many seekers are convinced that the Peverell family has nothing to do with the Deathly Hallows!

Who is the Peverells? Ron asked.

That name was written on a tombstone in Godric's Hollow, and there was a sign! Hermione didn't take her eyes off Mr. Lovegood. - Ignotus Peverell was buried there.

Exactly, exactly! Xenophilius responded, raising his finger instructively. - The sign of the Deathly Hallows on the grave of Ignotus is the decisive proof!

Proof of what? Ron asked.

The fact that the three brothers from the fairy tale are actually the three Peverell brothers: Antiochus, Cadmus and Ignotus! They were the first owners of the Gifts.

Xenophilius once again looked out the window, got up, took the tray and went to the stairs.

Stay for lunch? he shouted as he descended. - Everyone asks us for the recipe for freshwater fish soup!

To introduce him to the Poison Ward at St. Mungo's, Ron muttered softly.

Harry waited until he could hear Mr. Lovegood fiddling around in the kitchen before he asked Hermione:

What do you say?

Oh, Harry, that's complete nonsense! The symbol must mean something completely different. Just wasted time.

Well, this is the same person who gave the world wrinkled sours! Ron chuckled.

You don't believe him either? Harry asked.

Of course not. The most common fairy tale with a moral, isn't it? “Don’t run into trouble, don’t brag, don’t get into fights, don’t stick your head where they don’t ask. Every cricket, know your hearth, sit quieter than water, lower than grass, and everything will be fine. Maybe this is where this superstition came from, supposedly elder sticks bring bad luck.

What are you talking about?

Typical prejudice. "Born in May - you marry a Muggle." "It is conjured at dusk - it will vanish by midnight." "A wand of elderberry will lead to trouble." Mom has a lot of such sayings. Yes, you must have heard it a hundred times.

Harry and I grew up with Muggles," Hermione reminded him. - They have completely different superstitions.

She sighed heavily - something extremely smelly wafted from the kitchen. The only good thing was that, having become angry with Mr. Lovegood, she finally forgot that she was angry with Ron.

I think you're right, she told Ron. - This is an ordinary fairy tale with a moral. It is quite obvious which of the Gifts to choose...

Robe,” said Hermione.

Wand, - said Ron.

Stone, Harry said.

They stared at each other in dismay.

It is clear that in theory you need to choose the Mantle, - said Ron to Hermione, - only with such a wand no invisibility is needed. A wand that is impossible to lose with, think for yourself, Hermione!

We already have the invisibility cloak,” said Harry.

And she helped us out a lot, if you remember! Hermione exclaimed. - And from this Wand there are only troubles ...

It's just not necessary to yell about her at all corners, ”Ron objected. - Only a complete moron will run around, waving it over his head and yelling: “Look, I have an invincible wand, come on, if you are so cool!” If you keep quiet about her ...

And will it be possible to keep quiet? Hermione asked doubtfully. - You know, Xenophilius turned out to be right about one thing: legends about super-powerful magic wands have been circulating for centuries.

Seriously? Harry was surprised.

Hermione glared at him angrily. The expression was so familiar to them that Harry and Ron smiled at each other in a touching way.

Deadly Wand, or Wand of Doom - they appear under various names over the centuries, usually in. the hands of some dark wizard who boasts of them right and left. Professor Beans mentioned some of them, but... Ah, yes, all this is nonsense. A magic wand can do no more than what its owner is capable of. It's just that some wizards love to brag that their wand is longer and better than others.

And how do you know that all these Death Wands and Wands of Fate are not actually the same magic wand? Harry asked. - It's just that in different eras it was called differently.

But in fact, this, then, is the Elder Wand of Death? said Ron.

Harry laughed. A wild thought suddenly occurred to him... No, this is nonsense. His wand was not elderberry but holly, and Ollivander had made it, even though it was acting strangely the night Voldemort chased him through the sky. And how could she break if she was invincible?

Why would you choose Stone? Ron asked.

If we could summon the dead, we could bring back Sirius... Mad-Eye... Dumbledore... My parents...

Ron and Hermione didn't laugh.

Only if this bard is to be believed, they themselves won't want to come back, right? said Harry, thinking of the story they had just heard. “Actually, I don’t think there are many tales about the Stone that calls the dead, are there, Hermione?”

Yes, she said sadly. - I think only Mr. Lovegood can seriously imagine that it's possible. Most likely, Beadle took as a basis the idea of \u200b\u200bthe philosopher's stone - that one grants immortality, and this one resurrects the dead.

The stench from the kitchen became noticeably stronger. There was a smell of burnt panties. Harry wondered if they would be polite enough to eat Xenophilius's cooking.

And the Mantle? Ron spoke slowly. - You know, he's right. I was so used to Harry's robes, I didn't even realize how wonderful they were. And I've never heard of another one like it. She works flawlessly. No one has ever seen us under it.

Of course, Ron, she's invisible!

No, but he was telling the truth about the other invisibility cloaks, although they are also not on the knut bucket, by the way! Somehow it didn’t occur to me, only now I realized: I have heard many times that over time the spell wears out on them, and from the spell they break and holes remain on them. Harry's robe isn't that new, his dad used to have it, but it works...perfect!

Let's say Ron, but here's the Stone ...

While the friends bickered in whispers, Harry wandered around the room, not listening too much. He walked up to the stairs, looked up absently and was stunned. From the ceiling of a room on the next floor, his own face looked up at him.

When he came to himself, he realized that this was not a mirror, but a painting. Harry became curious and climbed up the stairs.

Harry, what are you? You can't do it without an invitation!

But Harry had already reached the top floor.

The ceiling in Luna's room was decorated with five wonderfully painted faces: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Neville. Unlike the Hogwarts portraits, they didn't move, but there was still some magic in them. Harry thought they were breathing. Among the portraits, uniting them into a single whole, a thin gold chain twisted, but, looking closer, Harry realized that in fact it was a word repeated thousands of times in gold ink: friends ... friends ... friends ...

He felt a great tenderness for Luna. Looking around, he saw a photograph on the table by the bed: little Luna and next to him was a woman who looked very much like her. They stood embracing. Luna in the picture looked much more well-groomed than in life. The photo was covered with a layer of dust. This struck Harry as odd. He looked around more closely.

Something was clearly wrong in the room. The light blue carpet was also all dusty. There were no clothes hanging in the closet with the doors open, the bed looked cold and uncomfortable, as if it had not been slept in for a long time. Spider webs stretched across the nearest window against a blood-red sky.

Harry ran headlong down the stairs.

What's happened? Hermione asked.

Before Harry could answer, Xenophilius appeared from the kitchen holding a tray laden with soup bowls.

Mr. Lovegood, Harry called out, where is Luna?

I'm sorry?

Where is Luna?

Xenophilius froze on the top step.

I... I already told you. She's by the stream, near the Lower Bridge, catching swallows.

And why then did you cover the tray for only four?

Xenophilius tried to speak and could not. The only sound in the room was the rhythmic clatter of the printing press and the quiet clinking of plates on a tray—Xenophilius's hands were trembling.

I think Luna hasn't been here in a long time," said Harry. - Her clothes are not visible, the bed is not made. Where is she? And why are you always looking out the window?

The tray fell from Xenophilius' hands. The plates bounced across the floor, breaking into pieces. Harry, Ron and Hermione drew their wands. Xenophilius froze, not reaching his pocket with his hand. At that moment, the printing press rattled loudly, and from under the tablecloth, the Quibblers poured out like an avalanche. The machine stopped making noise. The room was finally quiet.

Hermione bent down and picked up a magazine from the floor, her wand still on Mr. Lovegood's.

Harry, look!

He approached her, stepping over piles of magazines. On the cover, he saw a close-up of himself, with the words "Unwanted Person #1" across it, and an award announcement.

Seems the Quibbler has changed course? Harry asked coldly. He thought fast. "So why did you go out into the garden, Mr. Lovegood?" Send an owl to the Ministry?

Xenophilius licked his lips.

They took my Luna,” he whispered. - Because of my articles. Luna was taken away, and I don't know where she is, what they did to her. But maybe they'll let her go if I... if I...

Give them Harry? Hermione finished for him.

It won't work," said Ron. - Let's go! Free the road!

It was terrible to look at Xenophilius: he seemed to have aged a hundred years, his lips stretched into a terrible smile.

They'll be here any minute. I have to save Luna. I can't lose her! You won't go anywhere.

He held out his arms to block the stairs, and Harry suddenly saw his mother, who was also blocking the baby's crib.

We don't want to fight you," he said. - Stand back, Mr. Lovegood.

HARRY!!! Hermione screamed.

Outside the window flashed a few people on broomsticks. As soon as the three friends turned away, Xenophilius drew his wand. Harry realized his mistake in time and jumped to the side, pushing Ron and Hermione away. Xenophilius' stun spell flew across the room and grazed the explosive horn.

There was a monstrous explosion. The room shuddered with a roar, chips, pieces of paper and all sorts of rubbish fell down, thick white dust rose. Harry was thrown into the air, then hit hard on the floor. He saw nothing, only covered his head with his hands from the falling debris. Hermione screamed, Ron yelled something, the iron rumbled terribly - it was clear that Xenophilius could not stay on his feet and rolled down the spiral staircase.

Encumbered with debris and debris, Harry tried to get up. It was hard to breathe from the dust and almost nothing was visible around. Part of the ceiling collapsed, the legs of the bed sticking out of the hole. There was a bust of Candida Ravenclaw on the floor next to Harry, cheek bruised, scraps of parchment flying in the air, and a printing press tipped on its side and stuck across the stairs leading to the kitchen. A white figure stirred beside Harry - Hermione, covered in dust and looking like another statue, pressed her finger to her lips.

Downstairs, the door banged open.

Did I tell you, Travers, there's no hurry? came a rough voice. - Did I say that this psycho, as usual, is delirious?

There was a loud crack, and Xenophilius cried out in pain.

No... no... upstairs... Potter!

I warned you last week, Lovegood, that we won't be coming here on false calls anymore! Did you forget last week? How did you try to sell us some stupid head device for your daughter? And the year before last ... - Again, a crack, again a cry. - I dreamed that you would get it if you could prove to us that there are wrinkles in the world ... (crack) horns ... (crack) sours!

No! No! I beg you! Xenophilius choked with sobs. - It's true Potter! Is it true!

And now it turns out you're planning to blow us up! roared the Death Eater.

A whole series of magical blows followed, interspersed with the plaintive cries of Xenophilius.

Selwyn, I think everything will collapse here now, ”another voice calmly remarked, echoing from the mangled steps. - The stairs are covered. Let's try to clean it up. No matter how the house collapsed.

You lying scum! shouted the wizard named Selwyn. "I bet you haven't seen any Potter!" Thinking of luring us in and killing us? Do you think you'll get your girl back for something like that?

I swear... I swear on anything - Potter is upstairs!

Harry heard Hermione gasp and felt something pass over his head; for a moment a shadow covered him.

Selwyn, there really is someone there, - the second wizard said sharply.

It's Potter, I'm telling you, it's Potter! sobbed Xenophilius. - Please, give me Luna, just give Luna...

You'll get your little one, Lovegood," answered Selwyn, "if you go upstairs now and bring me Harry Potter. But look, if this is an ambush and your accomplice is waiting for us there - I don’t know if there will be even a piece of your girl so that you can bury him.

Xenophilius let out a long cry, full of fear and despair. Then a creak and a rattle were heard on the stairs - it was Xenophilius who cleared the rubble.

Come on, Harry whispered. - You have to take off your feet.

He began to dig out of the rubble under the cover of Xenophilius's fumbling on the stairs. Ron fell asleep the most. Harry and Hermione crept up to him as quietly as they could through the rubble and tried to move the heavy chest of drawers that was crushing his legs. While Xenophilius made his way closer and closer to them, Hermione managed to free Ron by using the Levitation spell.

Great, Hermione breathed.

The printing press that lay across the stairs shook. Xenophilius had only a few steps to climb. Hermione was still white with dust.

Harry, do you trust me? Harry nodded.

Okay," Hermione whispered, "then give me the invisibility cloak. Ron will follow.

And what about Harry...

Ron, don't argue! Harry, hold my hand tight. Ron, grab your shoulder.

Harry extended his left hand to her. Ron disappeared under the robes. The printing press trembled more as Xenophilius tried to lift it up with the Levitation spell. Harry couldn't understand what Hermione was waiting for.

She whispered:

Hold on tight... Right now...

Xenophilius' face, as white as paper, appeared above the sideboard.

Oblivion! Hermione yelled, aiming her wand at his face, then pointed her wand at the floor. "Deprimo!"

She punched a huge hole in the living room floor. All three went down like a stone. Harry gripped Hermione's arm in a death grip. There was a scream from downstairs, and for a moment Harry saw two people running to the sides, while broken furniture and pieces of stone fell on top of them. Hermione rolled over in the air, and Harry was dragged into the darkness by the sound of the house collapsing.

About the Deathly Hallows

"Sign of Grindelwald"

Dumbledore, commenting on The Tales of Beedle the Bard, notes that wands tend to absorb the experience of those who use them. In his opinion, the Elder Wand, which has passed through the hands of many dark wizards, "would be likely to have, at the very last, the marked affinity for the most dangerous kinds of magic".

fate wand

According to legend, Antiochus Peverell, after receiving the Elder Wand,

... went for more than a week until he reached a distant village. There he found a wizard with whom he was at odds. Of course, armed with the Elder Wand, he could not lose the duel that followed the quarrel. Leaving the dead opponent lying on the ground, the older brother went to the tavern, where he loudly boasted of the power of the magic wand he had taken from Death, and the invincibility bestowed by it. In the dead of night, another wizard crept to his older brother, who was lying in his bed, unconscious from drinking wine. The thief took a wand, and for greater certainty cut his older brother's throat.

The first documented mention of the wand belongs to Emeric the Notorious, who in the early Middle Ages kept all of southern England at bay. Emeric did not live long and was killed in a fierce duel by Egbert. Egbert's fate is unknown.

A century later, the wand fell into the hands of Godelot, the author of the book "The most vile sorcery of all." Using the wand, Godelot enriched the Dark Arts with the creation of many dangerous spells. He was imprisoned in his own dungeon by his mad son Hereward.

In the early 18th century, the wand was obtained by the evil warlock Barnabas Deverill, then he was defeated by Loxius, who dubbed the wand the Deathstick and used it to kill anyone he did not like. Who exactly killed Loxius himself is unknown. This "honor" was claimed by many, including his own mother. According to historical records, the killer of Loxias was Arcus or Livy.

At some point, the famous master of magic wands Gregorovich became the owner of the wand. He attempted to make a copy of it and, hoping it would help his business, he spread the word that he was in possession of the Elder Wand and was working on making a copy of it. As a result, the wand was stolen by a certain young blond man. Gregorovich never found out that this blonde was Grindelwald.

In 1945 Grindelwald, who by this time had killed many people, was defeated in a duel by Albus Dumbledore and imprisoned for his atrocities.

In the spring of 1997, Albus Dumbledore was disarmed by Draco Malfoy, thereby becoming the new master of the wand. The subsequent murder of Dumbledore by Snape did not make Snape her master, since this murder was pre-planned by Dumbledore himself, and Snape was only doing his will. After killing Albus, the wand was placed with him in the grave, but the owner of the wand was still Draco Malfoy.

In 1997, Voldemort kidnapped Ollivander and tortured him into revealing everything he knew about the Elder Wand, including the rumor that Gregorovich was its last owner. Having kidnapped Gregorovich, Voldemort learned about the theft of the wand by torture and legilimency, after which he killed Gregorovich.

In the winter of 1997-1998, Harry Potter was captured by the Jaegers and taken to Malfoy Manor. Fleeing from captivity, Harry forcibly took away his usual wand from Draco Malfoy. The Elder Wand considered this action a victory. So Harry, without knowing it yet, became the owner of the Elder Wand.

Then Voldemort, guessing that the owner of the wand was Dumbledore, opened his grave and appropriated the wand. Noticing that her magic was not as strong as one would expect, Voldemort realized that the master of the Elder Wand was not him. He mistakenly thought he was Severus Snape, because he killed Albus Dumbledore. To become the master of the wand, Voldemort killed Snape. This happened during the Battle of Hogwarts, in the spring of 1998.

Voldemort attempted to use the wand to kill Harry Potter with the Avada Kedavra spell. The wand did not kill its owner, but instead rendered him harmless as a Horcrux, killing the part of Voldemort's soul contained in Harry Potter's body. Potter himself fell into a state between life and death, where he could choose at will whether to continue to live or die. He chose the first. In addition, in this state, he met with the late Dumbledore, who told him, among other things, about the Elder Wand.

In the final battle, Voldemort again tried to kill Harry Potter with the Elder Wand. At the same time, Harry Potter disarmed Voldemort with the Expelliarmus spell. As a result, the wand killed Voldemort himself.

According to canon, after defeating Voldemort, Harry used the Elder Wand to repair his own and then returned the Elder Wand to Albus Dumbledore's grave. According to Harry Potter, if he dies of natural causes, he will become the last owner of the wand. According to the film, the Elder Wand was broken and thrown from the rocks on which Hogwarts stands.

Translation problem

In the Russian translation, the play on words conceived by the author completely disappeared: Elder- in English, this is elderberry, and the elder, and the elder. The wand is both elderberry - in material, and older - in its essence, age and capabilities. In the original, two different concepts are merged in one simple word. This play on words is important, for example, the phrases "Dumbledore is the owner of the elder wand" and "Dumbledore is the owner of the elder wand" sound completely different. The difficulty is also the translation of the word master, meaning chosen by the wand of its true owner - the words master, owner, owner do not convey shades of meaning completely.

Resurrection Stone

The stone has the ability to resurrect the dead, but the resurrected can no longer return to normal life again, but remain half-ghosts. Only the one who summoned them is able to see them, and they can also become a replacement Patronus.

The Resurrection Stone was inherited from the descendants of the Peverells through the line of the middle brother, being inserted into the family ring. Voldemort, having obtained it from the Gaunts, made a Horcrux out of the ring. The same ring, or rather, the deadly spell cast on him by Voldemort as a trap, served as the first prerequisite for the death of Albus Dumbledore. The latter, having found the ring, immediately put it on, forgetting all caution, as he was captured by the thought of resurrecting his mother and sister with the help of the Stone. As a result, Dumbledore was exposed to the spell of the ring, which would have meant certain death for him (apparently within a very short time) if Severus Snape had not intervened. With its help, it was possible to delay the deadly effect - only Dumbledore's hand, on which the ring was put on, was injured, but, according to Snape, no magic could completely stop the spread of the effect of such a spell on the whole body, and Dumbledore was doomed to die within about a year.

The stone was bequeathed to Potter by Dumbledore as a bequest in an enchanted snitch, later used by Potter for protection along the way when he went to certain death at Voldemort's headquarters in the Forbidden Forest. Near the location of the headquarters, Potter dropped a stone. Subsequently, while talking to a portrait of Dumbledore in the headmaster's office, Harry said that he did not remember the place where he dropped the stone, and was not going to look for it. Dumbledore approved of this decision.

The cloak of invisibility

Unique invisibility cloak of exceptional quality - securely hides, does not wear out, the wearer cannot be detected by any spells (excluding some magical items, such as Alastor Moody's magical eye or the Marauder's Map, and Luna Lovegood's Spectral Astral Goggles). Received by Harry Potter as an inheritance from his father from Dumbledore. Appears in the very first book. The fact that this is the Deathly Gift, which belonged to Ignotus Peverell, is revealed only in the seventh and last book.

Brothers

Antioch Peverell

Antioch Peverell(English) Antioch Peverell) - the eldest of the legendary Peverell brothers, to whom Death gave an invincible magic wand. Intoxicated by his strength, Antiochus began to brag about his gift and one night, having previously drunk to the point of insensibility, he was robbed and killed. Thus began the bloody procession of the Elder Wand through the pages of the history of the magical world. But this is not the fault of the wand itself. It's just that the people who tried to take possession of it were usually too greedy for power and did not stop at nothing along the way.

Cadmus Peverell

Cadmus Peverell- the middle of the Peverell brothers, to whom, according to legend, Death gave the Resurrection Stone. Having resurrected his beloved with his help, Cadmus lived with her for some time in marriage. However, earthly life for this woman was a burden. Seeing that they cannot see happiness in this world, Cadmus commits suicide in the hope of thus uniting with his love. Apparently, Cadmus Peverell and his wife had children, because many years later the Resurrection Stone, inserted into the ring, ended up on the hand of Marvolo Gaunt, who claimed that the ring was inherited by him, and the sign of the Deathly Hallows engraved on the stone is the "seal of the Peverells."

Ignotus Peverell

Ignotus Peverell- the third, youngest, of the Peverell brothers, to whom, according to legend ("The Tale of the Three Brothers"), Death gave the invisibility cloak. The wisest of the brothers lived to a ripe old age and, having handed over a magic mantle to his son, met death with a light heart. The mantle was passed from father to son, from mother to daughter for a long time ... At some knee, the male line of the Peverells was interrupted (this is stated in the book "Natural Nobility. The Pedigree of Wizards.") And later the mantle fell into the hands of another magical family. Most likely in the hands of the Potters. In 1998, a descendant of Ignotus Peverell, Harry Potter, was able to collect all three Deathly Hallows, voluntarily accept his death as a necessity, and return to life again.

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Tale of three brothers

Once upon a time there were three brothers, and one day they went on a journey. They walked at dusk on a long road and came to the river. It was deep - you couldn’t wade, and so fast that you couldn’t swim across. But the brothers were versed in the magical arts. They waved their magic wands - and a bridge rose over the river. The brothers were already in the middle of the bridge, when they suddenly look - someone is standing in the middle of the road, wrapped in a cloak.
And Death spoke to them. She was very angry that the three victims eluded her, because usually travelers drowned in the river. But Death was cunning. She pretended to admire the skill of her brothers, and invited each to choose their own reward for outwitting her.
And so the older brother, a warlike man, asked for a magic wand, the most powerful in the world, so that its owner would always win in a duel. Such a magic wand is worthy of a man who defeated Death itself! Then Death broke off a branch from an elderberry bush that grew nearby, made a magic wand out of it and gave it to her elder brother.
The second brother was proud. He wanted to humiliate Death even more and demanded from her the power to call the dead. Death picked up a pebble that lay on the shore and gave it to the middle brother. This stone, she said, had the power to bring back the dead.

Death asked her younger brother what he wants. The youngest was the most modest and wisest of the three, and he did not trust Death, and therefore asked to give him such a thing so that he could leave from there and Death would not catch up with him. Death was dissatisfied, but there was nothing to be done - she gave him her invisibility cloak.
Then Death stepped back and let the three brothers cross the bridge. They went on their way and kept talking among themselves about this adventure and admired the wonderful gizmos that Death had given.
How long, how short, the brothers each went their separate ways.
The first brother traveled for a week, or maybe more, and came to a distant village.
He found there a magician with whom he had a quarrel. They had a duel, and, of course, the older brother won - and how could it be otherwise when he had an elder wand in his hands? The enemy was left lying dead on the ground, and the older brother went to the inn and there let's brag about what a miracle wand he got from Death itself - with it no one will defeat him in battle.
That same night, a magician made his way to his older brother, when he was lying and snoring, drunk to the core, on his bed. The thief took away the magic wand, and at the same time cut his older brother's throat.
So Death took the first brother.
Meanwhile, the middle brother returned to his home, and he lived alone. He took a stone that could call the dead, and turned it three times in his hand. What a miracle - standing in front of him is a girl whom he dreamed of marrying, but she only died an early death.
But she was sad and cold, as if some kind of curtain separated her from her middle brother. Although she returned to the sublunar world, there was no place for her here, and she suffered bitterly. In the end, the middle brother went crazy with hopeless longing and killed himself just to be with his beloved.
So Death took the second brother.
Death searched for the third brother for many years, but never found it. And when the younger brother grew old, he himself took off the invisibility cloak and gave it to his son. He met Death as an old friend and with his hunting went with her, and as equals they left this world.

Albus Dumbledore on "The Tale of the Three Brothers"

As a child, this story made a deep impression on me. I heard it from my mother and, more often than other fairy tales, asked me to tell me this particular one for the night. Because of this, we quarreled more than once with my younger brother Aberforth - he loved the other one most of all - "The Grouch is a shabby goat."
The moral of The Tale of the Three Brothers is perfectly clear, nowhere clearer: any attempt to conquer death is doomed to failure. Only the younger brother (“the most modest and wisest of the three”) understands that, having eluded death once, he can hope, at best, to delay the next meeting with her. He knows how to tease death - relying on strength like an older brother, or using the dubious art of necromancy. (Necromancy is a dark art that allows you to summon the dead. As you can see from this tale, this kind of magic never brought the desired results. - J. K. R.), like the middle brother, means to fight with an insidious opponent, which is impossible to defeat.
Ironically, a very curious legend has developed around this tale, completely contrary to the author's intention. Legend claims that the Deathly Hallows - an invincible magic wand, a stone that brings the dead back to life, and an invisibility cloak that does not know the demolition - exist in reality. Moreover: the one who manages to take possession of all three magical items will “conquer death” - by this it is usually understood that such a person will become invulnerable and even immortal.
One can only smile with a slight sadness, seeing how this legend reflects human nature. The most merciful comment here is: "Hope in our hearts is like a star" (This quote indicates that Albus Dumbledore was not only extremely well-read in the field of magical literature, but was also familiar with the works of the Muggle poet Alexander Pope. - J. K. R.). Despite the fact that, according to the fairy tale, two of the three Gifts are extremely dangerous, despite the well-articulated moral that in the end death comes for each of us, a small part of the wizarding community stubbornly continues to believe that Beedle left us a ciphered message that is directly opposite in meaning to the content of the fairy tale. And they alone are smart enough to guess it.
Their theory (or perhaps it would be more accurate to say "desperate hope") is not supported by real facts. Invisibility cloaks are found in our world, although infrequently, but the death cloak in a fairy tale has unique properties - it does not wear out over time (Invisibility cloaks, in general, are not without flaws. They tear, grow dull with age, the spells cast on them are depleted or can be neutralized by a revealing spell. Therefore, magicians often use a disillumination spell to disguise. Albus Dumbledore is known to be able to perform such a powerful disillumination spell that he became invisible without any cloak. - J.K. R.). In all the centuries that have passed since the writing of the tale, no one has ever claimed to have found the invisibility cloak. Adherents of the Deathly Hallows theory explain this as follows: either the heirs of the younger brother do not know where they got the mantle from, or they know, but do not advertise it, thereby showing wisdom worthy of their glorious ancestor.
The stone, of course, was also never found. As I already said in the commentary on the tale of the Hare Cracker, we still do not know how to bring the dead back to life and it is unlikely that we will ever learn. Dark wizards created infernals (Infernals are the dead who received a semblance of life through Dark magic. - J. K. R.), but they are just hideous puppets, not truly living people. Moreover, Beadle in his tale makes it clear that the beloved of the second brother did not actually return from the realm of the dead. She was sent to lure the second brother into the clutches of death, and therefore remains cold, teasingly aloof, as if she were both here and not here. (Many researchers believe that Beadle creates a stone that resurrects the dead, by analogy with the philosopher's stone, which is used to make the elixir of life, which grants immortality.).
So, the magic wand remains. Some stubborn people still believe that at least in this their incredible hypotheses are supported by historical facts. Over the centuries, many wizards claimed that they owned an unusually powerful, downright "invincible" wand - either out of vanity, or really believing their words. Some even claimed that their wand was made of elder, like the one from the fairy tale. Such magic wands have been called variously, including the Deadly Wand and the Wand of Fate.
There is nothing surprising in the fact that superstitions arise around magic wands - after all, this is the most important magical tool, as well as a weapon. It is claimed that some magic wands are incompatible, and therefore their owners are also incompatible:
She has holly, he has oak - So it would be stupid for them to marry.
Another magic wand testifies to the shortcomings of its owner:
Mountain ash - gossip, chestnut - slacker, Stubborn ash, crybaby hazel.
And of course, among these unsubstantiated sayings we find:
An elderberry wand will lead to trouble.
Whether because in Beedle's tale Death made his wand out of elderberry, or because many power-hungry wizards always claimed that their wands were made from elderberry, the plant is not popular with wand makers.
The first documented mention of an elderberry magic wand, which has especially strong and dangerous properties, belongs to Emeric, popularly nicknamed the Notorious. This wizard lived a short but turbulent life, in the early Middle Ages he kept all of southern England at bay. He died the same way he lived - in a fierce battle with a wizard named Egbert. Egbert's fate is unknown, although the average life expectancy of medieval duelists is short. Before the Ministry of Magic imposed restrictions on the use of the Dark Arts, fights typically ended in the death of at least one of the opponents.
A whole century later, another not very pleasant character, this time by the name of Godelot, contributed to the development of Dark magic, composing a series of very dangerous spells using a magic wand, which he calls in his notes “a treacherous and insidious companion, her body is made of a sambuca tree (Old name for elderberry.), she knows the most wicked magic of all ”(the phrase“ The most wicked magic of all ”became the title of the most famous of the works of Godelot).
As you can see, Godelot considers the magic wand his assistant, almost a mentor. Wizards of Magic Wands (Like me, for example.) will agree with me that wands are indeed capable of absorbing the knowledge of those who use them, although this process is unpredictable and far from perfect. To assess how fully the knowledge of any particular magician can be transferred, one must take into account a variety of factors, such as the relationship between the wand and its owner. Nevertheless, it is likely that the wand, which has been passed from one Dark wizard to another for a long time, has absorbed a certain proportion of the most dangerous varieties of magic.
As a rule, magicians prefer a magic wand that “chosen” them by itself, and not one that belonged to someone else in the past - precisely because the habits of the previous owner learned by the wand may not be compatible with the style of witchcraft inherent in the new owner. The custom of burying the wand with the owner after his death (or even burning it) also prevents wands from changing hands. However, according to those who believe in the Elder Wand, it was never buried or burned, since the new owner each time took it away from the previous one, most often by killing him in a duel. That is why it allegedly accumulated extraordinary wisdom and power.
As you know, Godelot ended his life in the basement, where he was imprisoned by his own son, the mad Hereward. It must be assumed that Hereward took the magic wand from his father, otherwise he would have managed to escape. But what Hereward did with the wand, we do not know. It is only known that at the beginning of the 18th century a magic wand appeared, which its owner, Barnabas Deverill, called the Elder Wand. Thanks to her, Deverill gained fame as a cruel and terrible sorcerer, but in the end he himself was killed by the no less famous villain Loxius, and he took the wand for himself, renamed it Deadly and with its help destroyed anyone who did not please him. The further history of this wand is difficult to trace - too many claimed, including his own mother, that it was they who killed Loxia.
In a thoughtful study of the history of the issue, it is first of all striking that every magician (No sorceress claimed to be the owner of the Elder Wand. Draw whatever conclusions you want from this.), who declared himself the owner of the so-called Elder Wand, considered her invincible, although the way in which she passed from hand to hand indicates that she was defeated many times and, moreover, literally attracted trouble, like a goat Grump - flies. In general, all this only confirms the truth, which I have repeatedly convinced myself in my long life: people tend to strive precisely for what is worst for them.
However, which of us, if asked to choose any of the Deathly Hallows, would act as wisely as the third brother? Both wizards and Muggles are equally subject to lust for power. How many could resist the Wand of Fate? Who, having lost a loved one, would cope with the temptation of a resurrection stone? Even I, Albus Dumbledore, would have given up the invisibility cloak the easiest way, and this only proves that I, with all my mind, really am as stupid as everyone else.

Once upon a time there were three brothers, and one day they went on a journey. They walked at dusk on a long road and came to the river. It was deep - you couldn’t wade, and so fast that you couldn’t swim across. But the brothers were versed in the magical arts. They waved their magic wands - and a bridge rose over the river. The brothers were already in the middle of the bridge, when they suddenly look - someone is standing in the middle of the road, wrapped in a cloak.

And Death spoke to them. She was very angry that the three victims eluded her, because usually travelers drowned in the river. But Death was cunning. She pretended to admire the skill of her brothers, and invited each to choose their own reward for outwitting her.

And so the older brother, a warlike man, asked for a magic wand, the most powerful in the world, so that its owner would always win in a duel. Such a magic wand is worthy of a man who defeated Death itself! Then Death broke off a branch from an elderberry bush that grew nearby, made a magic wand out of it and gave it to her elder brother.

Then Death stepped back and let the three brothers cross the bridge. They went on their way and kept talking among themselves about this adventure and admired the wonderful gizmos that Death had given.

How long, how short, the brothers each went their separate ways.

The first brother traveled for a week, or maybe more, and came to a distant village.

He found there a magician with whom he had a quarrel. They had a duel, and, of course, the older brother won - and how could it be otherwise when he had an elder wand in his hands? The enemy was left lying dead on the ground, and the older brother went to the inn and there let's brag about what a miracle wand he got from Death itself - with it no one will defeat him in battle.

That same night, a magician made his way to his older brother, when he was lying and snoring, drunk to the core, on his bed. The thief took away the magic wand, and at the same time cut his older brother's throat.

So Death took the first brother.

Meanwhile, the middle brother returned to his home, and he lived alone. He took a stone that could call the dead, and turned it three times in his hand. What a miracle - standing in front of him is a girl whom he dreamed of marrying, but she only died an early death.

But she was sad and cold, as if some kind of curtain separated her from her middle brother. Although she returned to the sublunar world, there was no place for her here, and she suffered bitterly. In the end, the middle brother went crazy with hopeless longing and killed himself just to be with his beloved.

So Death took the second brother.

Death searched for the third brother for many years, but never found it. And when the younger brother grew old, he himself took off the invisibility cloak and gave it to his son. He met Death as an old friend and with his hunting went with her, and as equals they left this world.

The moral of The Tale of the Three Brothers is perfectly clear, nowhere clearer: any attempt to conquer death is doomed to failure. Only the younger brother (“the most modest and wisest of the three”) understands that, having eluded death once, he can hope, at best, to delay the next meeting with her. He knows that to taunt death—by relying on strength like an older brother, or using the dubious art of necromancy like a middle brother—is to fight a cunning foe who is impossible to defeat.

Ironically, a very curious legend has developed around this tale, completely contrary to the author's intention. Legend claims that the Deathly Hallows - an invincible magic wand, a stone that brings the dead back to life, and an invisibility cloak that does not know the demolition - exist in reality. Moreover: the one who manages to take possession of all three magical items will “conquer death” - by this it is usually understood that such a person will become invulnerable and even immortal.

One can only smile with a slight sadness, seeing how this legend reflects human nature. The most merciful of the pertinent comments here: "Hope in our hearts is like a star." Despite the fact that, according to the fairy tale, two of the three Gifts are extremely dangerous, despite the well-articulated moral that in the end death comes for each of us, a small part of the wizarding community stubbornly continues to believe that Beedle left us a ciphered message that is directly opposite in meaning to the content of the fairy tale. And they alone are smart enough to guess it.

Their theory (or perhaps it would be more accurate to say "desperate hope") is not supported by real facts. Invisibility cloaks are found in our world, although infrequently, but the death cloak in a fairy tale has unique properties - it does not wear out over time. In all the centuries that have passed since the writing of the tale, no one has ever claimed to have found the invisibility cloak. Adherents of the Deathly Hallows theory explain this as follows: either the heirs of the younger brother do not know where they got the mantle from, or they know, but do not advertise it, thereby showing wisdom worthy of their glorious ancestor.

The stone, of course, was also never found. As I already said in the commentary on the tale of the Hare Cracker, we still do not know how to bring the dead back to life and it is unlikely that we will ever learn. Dark wizards created infernals, but these are just disgusting puppets, and not truly living people. Moreover, Beadle in his tale makes it clear that the beloved of the second brother did not actually return from the realm of the dead. She was sent to lure the second brother into the clutches of death, and therefore remains cold, teasingly distant, as if she were both here and not here.

So, the magic wand remains. Some stubborn people still believe that at least in this their incredible hypotheses are supported by historical facts. Over the centuries, many wizards claimed that they owned an unusually powerful, downright "invincible" wand - either out of vanity, or really believing their words. Some even claimed that their wand was made of elder, like the one from the fairy tale. Such magic wands have been called variously, including the Deadly Wand and the Wand of Fate.

There is nothing surprising in the fact that superstitions arise around magic wands - after all, this is the most important magical tool, as well as a weapon. It is claimed that some magic wands are incompatible, and therefore their owners are also incompatible:

She has holly, he has oak -

So it would be foolish for them to marry.

Another magic wand testifies to the shortcomings of its owner:

Rowan - gossip, chestnut - loafer,

Stubborn ash, crybaby hazel.

And of course, among these unsubstantiated sayings we find:

An elderberry wand will lead to trouble.

Whether because in Beedle's tale Death made his wand out of elderberry, or because many power-hungry wizards always claimed that their wands were made from elderberry, the plant is not popular with wand makers.

The first documented mention of an elderberry magic wand, which has especially strong and dangerous properties, belongs to Emeric, popularly nicknamed the Notorious. This wizard lived a short but turbulent life, in the early Middle Ages he kept all of southern England at bay. He died the same way he lived - in a fierce battle with a wizard named Egbert. Egbert's fate is unknown, although the average life expectancy of medieval duelists is short. Before the Ministry of Magic imposed restrictions on the use of the Dark Arts, fights typically ended in the death of at least one of the opponents.

A whole century later, another not very pleasant character, this time by the name of Godelot, contributed to the development of Dark magic, compiling a series of very dangerous spells with the help of a magic wand, which he calls in his notes "an insidious and insidious companion, her body is from a sambuca tree, magic is known to her the most wicked" (the phrase "The most wicked magic of all" became the title of the most famous of writings of Godelot).

As you can see, Godelot considers the magic wand his assistant, almost a mentor. Wand connoisseurs will agree with me that wands are indeed capable of absorbing the knowledge of those who use them, although this process is unpredictable and far from perfect. To assess how fully the knowledge of any particular magician can be transferred, one must take into account a variety of factors, such as the relationship between the wand and its owner. Nevertheless, it is likely that the wand, which has been passed from one Dark wizard to another for a long time, has absorbed a certain proportion of the most dangerous varieties of magic.

As a rule, magicians prefer a magic wand that “chosen” them by itself, and not one that belonged to someone else in the past - precisely because the habits of the previous owner learned by the wand may not be compatible with the style of witchcraft inherent in the new owner. The custom of burying the wand with the owner after his death (or even burning it) also prevents wands from changing hands. However, according to those who believe in the Elder Wand, it was never buried or burned, since the new owner each time took it away from the previous one, most often by killing him in a duel. That is why it allegedly accumulated extraordinary wisdom and power.

As you know, Godelot ended his life in the basement, where he was imprisoned by his own son, the mad Hereward. It must be assumed that Hereward took the magic wand from his father, otherwise he would have managed to escape. But what Hereward did with the wand, we do not know. It is only known that at the beginning of the 18th century a magic wand appeared, which its owner, Barnabas Deverill, called the Elder Wand. Thanks to her, Deverill gained fame as a cruel and terrible sorcerer, but in the end he himself was killed by the no less famous villain Loxius, and he took the wand for himself, renamed it Deadly and with its help destroyed anyone who did not please him. The further history of this wand is difficult to trace - too many claimed, including his own mother, that it was they who killed Loxia.

On a thoughtful study of the history of the issue, it is first of all striking that every magician who declared himself the owner of the so-called Elder Wand considered her invincible, although the way in which she passed from hand to hand indicates that she suffered defeat many times and, moreover, literally attracted trouble, like a goat Grump - flies. In general, all this only confirms the truth, which I have repeatedly convinced myself in my long life: people tend to strive precisely for what is worst for them.

However, which of us, if asked to choose any of the Deathly Hallows, would act as wisely as the third brother? Both wizards and Muggles are equally subject to lust for power. How many could resist the Wand of Fate? Who, having lost a loved one, would cope with the temptation of a resurrection stone? Even I, Albus Dumbledore, would have given up the invisibility cloak the easiest way, and this only proves that I, with all my mind, really am as stupid as everyone else.

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Footnotes

1. It should be noted that real wizards and sorceresses got the hang of avoiding a fire, a noose and a chopping block (see the story of Lisette de La Croll in my comments on the fairy tale “The Hare Cracker and her stump-tooth-grinder”). However, there have been cases of death. For example, when Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Delphington (the royal magician during his lifetime, and after death - the faculty ghost of Gryffindor) was imprisoned. His wand was taken from him, and he could not run before the execution. Especially often, families of wizards lost junior wizards who did not yet know how to control their magical abilities and therefore became victims of Muggle witch hunts.

2. Squib - a descendant of Muggle parents, devoid of magical abilities. It is extremely rare. Much more often the opposite happens - in Muggle families, children are born endowed with magical abilities. - J.K.R.

3. Including myself.

4. Later, Professor Beery left Hogwarts and became a teacher at the WADI (Magic Academy of Dramatic Art). Once he admitted to me that all his life he tried to avoid productions based on this fairy tale, believing that it brings misfortune.

5. See "Fantastic Beasts and Their Habitats" - there is a detailed description of this peculiar animal, which in no case should be allowed into rooms with wooden wall paneling, and even more so subjected to an increasing spell.

6. During his tenure as a teacher of Care of Magical Creatures, Professor Kettleburn was suspended at least sixty-two times. He had a very strained relationship with my predecessor, Professor Dippet. Professor Dippet thought Kettleburn was somewhat reckless. By the time I took over as headmaster, Professor Kettleburn had been tamed over the years, though some cynics said he was forced to settle down with only one and a half of his original set of limbs.

7. Mr. Malfoy responded to my letter with several more letters, but since they mainly consisted of disapproving remarks about my origin, mental health and personal hygiene, they are very distantly related to the topic of this commentary.

8. According to the diary of Beatrice Blox, the writer never recovered from the shock she experienced when she heard her aunt tell the tale of the furry heart to her older cousins. “By pure chance, my ear was close to the keyhole. I must have been numb with horror and therefore listened to the end of this disgusting legend, and along with the chilling details of a very unsightly story about my uncle Nobby, a local witch and a bag of jumping onions.

9. The term "sorcerer" is extremely ancient. Although it is sometimes used as a synonym for the word "wizard", it originally meant a person who mastered the art of combat and all kinds of martial magic. The title of sorcerer was awarded to wizards for their courage in much the same way that Muggles were knighted for valor. Calling the protagonist of the tale a sorcerer, Beadle wants to emphasize that he was a recognized master of offensive magic. Today, the word "sorcerer" is used by magicians in two senses: when it comes to a very ferocious-looking wizard, and as a sign of special skill or extraordinary achievements. So, Dumbledore himself was the Supreme Wizard of the Wizengamot. - J.K.R.

10. The founder of the Strictly Extraordinary Potions Society, Hector Dagworth-Granger, explains: “A skillfully prepared potion can cause a strong passion in a person, but no one has yet succeeded in artificially creating a real, eternal, unconditional affection, the only one worthy of the name of Love.”

11. Murlocomli - pink prickly mushroom-like creatures. It is hard to imagine that someone would want to stroke them. You can read more about them in the book Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.

12. Not to be confused with Furry Face, Human Heart, a touching story about a wizard's struggle with lycanthropy.

13. Images of wizards in portraits and photographs move, and the portraits also talk, keeping the manner of the original. The images in portraits and photographs, as well as the images that mirrors like Einalezh show us, should not be confused with ghosts. Ghosts are transparent, moving, talking and thinking incarnations of wizards and sorceresses who for some reason wished to remain on earth. - J.K.R.

14. The current Headmaster of Hogwarts, Professor McGonagall, asked me to specifically emphasize that she became an Animagus as a result of in-depth research in various areas of Transfiguration and that she never used her ability to transform into a cat for any secret purposes. The only exception is a perfectly legitimate job in the Order of the Phoenix, when secrecy was vital. - J.K.R.

15. Perhaps this fact contributed to the spread of rumors about the mental disorder of this Muggle king.

16. As detailed research conducted by the Ministry of Magic back in 1672 showed, wizards are born, not made. Occasionally, non-magical families "accidentally" appear people capable of magic (although upon closer examination, as a rule, it turns out that magicians are still present in their family tree), but Muggles cannot conjure. At best - or at worst - they can hope for a spontaneous, uncontrollable effect from the use of a genuine magic wand, since it is a tool that redirects the flow of magical energy and can store residual magic, the accidental release of which is completely unpredictable. For magic wands, see also the commentary on The Tale of the Three Brothers.

17. For a detailed description of these curious creatures, see Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.

18. The Cruciatus, Imperius and Avada Kedavra spells were first classified as Unforgivable in 1717 and were subject to extremely severe punishment.

19. Necromancy - A dark art that allows you to summon the dead. As can be seen from this tale, this kind of magic never brought the desired results. - J.K.R.

20. This quote indicates that Albus Dumbledore was not only extremely well-read in the field of magical literature, but was also familiar with the works of the Muggle poet Alexander Pope. - J.K.R.

21. Invisibility cloaks, generally speaking, are not without flaws. They are torn, tarnished with age, enchantments cast on them are depleted, or can be neutralized by a revealing spell. Therefore, magicians often use a de-illumination spell to disguise themselves. As you know, Albus Dumbledore was able to perform such a powerful de-illumination spell that he became invisible without any mantle. - J.K.R.

22. Infernals - the dead, who received a semblance of life through Dark magic. - J.K.R.

23. Many researchers believe that Beadle creates a stone that resurrects the dead, by analogy with the philosopher's stone, with which they make the elixir of life, which grants immortality.

24. Old name for elderberry.

25. Like me, for example.

26. Not a single sorceress declared herself the owner of the Elder Wand. Draw whatever conclusions you want from this.

Librusek.. 1

Tales of Beedle the Bard (fb2). 1

Joan Rowling The Tales of Beedle the Bard. 1

Foreword. 1

Notes on comments.. 3

Sorcerer and Jumping Pot.. 4

Albus Dumbledore on The Wizard and the Jumping Pot. 7

Fairy Fortune Fountain.. 9

Albus Dumbledore on Fairy Fortune's Fountain. 14

Furry sorcerer's heart. 16

Albus Dumbledore about the fairy tale "The Wizard's Furry Heart". 19

Hare Cracker and her stump. 21

Albus Dumbledore about the fairy tale "Hare Hare and her stump-tooth". 26

Tale of three brothers. 28

Albus Dumbledore on "The Tale of the Three Brothers". 30