The piles of books had all been offered up by the Wizarding World's pure-blood families.
However, anyone who could see clearly in the dim Hidden Chamber would have noticed that, unlike during Will's previous visit, these books did not cover every sort of subject. Instead, they fell into two categories.
The larger collection consisted of books on dark magic. It seemed Voldemort intended to delve deeper into its study.
The other, smaller collection was rather more interesting.
"The Tales of Beedle the Bard," "The Tale of the Three Brothers (In Detail)," "Do the Deathly Hallows Really Exist?," "Curse of the Grim Reaper," "The Cloak of Escape from Death," "The Resurrection Stone."
Indeed, the remaining books all concerned the Deathly Hallows.
It appeared that a certain fellow who enjoyed making things and relying on external objects had taken an interest in the legendary Deathly Hallows.
That was hardly difficult to understand. Shortly after his resurrection, Dumbledore had wounded him with the Elder Wand. Even then, he had recognized the wand's power.
After careful consideration, he had chosen to pursue further research into dark magic and search for the Deathly Hallows.
Fortunately, luck seemed to be on his side. His illustrious bloodline had once again given him an advantage...
"So, this is the treasure you left me, my ancestor Cadmus Peverell?"
A ring appeared in Voldemort's hand, exquisitely crafted and ornate, with a black gemstone set into it.
After Dumbledore had revealed that the Locket had been destroyed, Voldemort had retrieved his Horcrux. However, believing there was a spy among those around him, he had kept it hidden.
Later, after discovering that the spy was actually me, he had begun carrying the Resurrection Stone Ring with him again. Once he started searching for the Deathly Hallows, he had soon uncovered the ring's