The Waters Are Too Deep Here for Tom to Handle!
Long ago, on a desolate land, there were few humans, and the surrounding area was full of primeval forests and ferocious creatures.
In the heart of the forest, there exists a special being, wandering daily among the scattered mountains and running through the vibrant, exotic rainforest...
In the darkness, perched atop a silly, Horned Serpent wood carving, Babbling began to tell William little stories.
She was in a good mood today, probably because she didn't have to go to class and had left everything to William, so he was extra patient.
However, before she could even open her mouth, William began to tactically interrupt.
"Wait a minute, this story seems familiar..." William felt a sense of familiarity, which wasn't inexplicable.
Even regarding the "existence" within the story, several possibilities surfaced in his mind:
First, it could be Tarzan of the Apes;
Second, it could be Avatar.
Third, it could be the handsome young man from Skull Island... King Kong.
"William, you know about Isolt Isser's past? Really?" Babbling squinted at him suspiciously.
This was a secret she learned after spending three years in Ilvermorny, researching numerous sources, and consulting with many ghosts and portraits!
Upon hearing that it was the story of the Founders Ilvermorny, William quickly said:
"That's alright then, I was just saying it offhand, please continue."
"In short, Isolt encountered many dangers in the forest, and she resolved them all," Babbling continued.
But one day, she dreamed of a white snake...
"Wait a minute, it sounds familiar again," William interjected once more.
In this story, she wouldn't be imitating Xu Xian by... oops, I mean, saving a little white snake, would she?
Hold back, absolutely no complaining.
The repeated interruptions clearly disrupted Grandma Babbling's rhythm and suppressed her passion for popularizing science, which meant that it would ignite her anger.
"So, are you still going to listen to this or not?!"
Babbling clenched her fists, sensing the hostility in her eyes, and William decisively spoke from the heart:
"Please continue..."
"I'm old?!" Granny Ba gave William a dangerous look.
Babbling truly is forever eighteen; she's so young that she looks even the same age as William.
But this cannot deny her great-grandmother level age.
Older women often share a common trait: they dislike words related to age.
Even if you're only in your early twenties, it means you're approaching thirty, no longer a tender eighteen-year-old!
And for women with Granny Ba that are probably close to 300, this is something to be extremely taboo.
William realized he had misspoke, shuddered, and immediately waved his hand, saying:
"No... I mean, Granny Ba... Auntie, sister... please continue."
Babbling finally regained her composure and continued:
Isolt Thayer had a dream; she dreamt of Horned Serpent.
The Horned Serpent emerged from the water, bowed its head to Isolt, and asked her to cut off part of its horns.
When Isolt woke up, he went to the riverbank and found the water snake, which bowed its head just as it had in his dream.
She cut off a piece of the horn and crafted a magical water snake horn wand.
This story combines elements such as the friendship between a human and a snake, the White Snake appearing in a dream, repaying a debt of gratitude, and a hard, stiff stick...
These words alone could probably conjure up a four-hour R-rated film in the mind of a pervert.
As a professional chatterbox, William then raised his question at the opportune moment:
"What does this have to do with the long-horned wood carving we used to steal from the branch school?"
Eulalie Hicks was Dumbledore, and they had even fought together against Grindelwald.
Even Babbling's arrival in Ilvermorny was only possible because Dumbledore used Hicks's connections.
Taking advantage of the chaos to steal important cultural relics from someone else's school—isn't that a bit unethical?
"William, we're not stealing, we're just borrowing. You need to appreciate the subtle differences!"
Babbling first made an excuse for herself, then cleared her throat and continued:
"In short, this is a wooden carving made by Isolt that can help us find the Horned Serpent from back then."
But then another problem arises...
"Why should we look for it?" William, unafraid of being bitten by a vampire, continued to display his argumentative nature.
"Only by finding the Horned Serpent can we find where the roots of the Snakewood are," Babbling explained.
"When the Snakewood blooms, it withers and dies; after the flowers wither, the tree dies."
After the flowers wither, the Snakewood dies. Only by finding the roots can it be truly cut down to obtain the Slytherin's Snakewood Wand.
Years ago, before Isolt Thayer left United Kingdom, he stole his aunt Gormlaith Gaunt's wand.
That wand is Slytherin's Wand.
Finally, Isolt buried it underground, and a year later, a Snakewood grew from that spot.
No matter how hard the wizards tried to cut it down, they couldn't cut it down because its roots were too deep.
Only by finding the root can the Snakewood be obtained intact and then restored to its original form as Slytherin's Wand.
Babbling gazed at the moonlight and whispered:
"According to my investigation, before he died, Isolt buried the wand made from the water snake horn next to the Snakewood."
That Horned Serpent definitely sent a message to Isolt in his dream on purpose, and then gave him its horns.
In this way, it can follow its own corner to find the roots of the Snakewood.
This is a wood carving made by Isolt; it will surely lead you to the snake.
Over the past few centuries, it is estimated that it has dug a tunnel to the base of the plant.
William nodded. It seemed that Babbling had indeed done a lot of research over the past three years.
They did indeed need to find the Snakewood roots in advance.
Nicolas needs this Snakewood Wand to unlock the Alchemy Book.
Tom needs it too.
Although he has been resurrected, he and Voldemort are still in a Horcrux symbiotic state.
Neither of them could be completely killed.
Only this Slytherin's Wand can break the Horcrux symbiote state.
Therefore, it must ultimately be given to Tom. Otherwise, there's no way to kill him and Voldemort.
Given his intelligence, once he gets the wand, the chances of him taking it back are slim.
It's best to get your hands on it first, then give it to Tom.
As the wooden carving continued swimming towards a large river, William asked:
"Professor, why do we have to search tonight?"
Aren't you worried that Tom might inherit the Prehistoric Mysteries left behind by Slytherin?
William felt that the power of the Appalachia Prison was more important than finding the Horned Serpent.
Babbling smiled softly:
"That's fake, Tom's in the wrong place."
William exclaimed in surprise, "Fake?"
"That's right, I also went to the Appalachia Prison to investigate during this time." Babbling stroked her neck, where the lapis lazuli amulet had a snake coiled around a scepter.
"I didn't sense the slightest fluctuation of Prehistoric Mysteries power."
Babbling lay on her back, her full breasts swaying with each breath, and she chuckled seductively in her unique voice:
"So, Tom's got the wrong idea. Can he really get everything just by relying on the so-called Slytherin's Notes?"
Under the moonlight, William heard her chuckle:
"The water's too deep in there; Tom isn't sure."
William glanced at her.
Your unexpected suggestion... you have large breasts, so you think you can handle it?
Well, Professor Babbling using the false identity of the Targaryen to deceive Tom... does indeed have a bit of a Pan-Gabe feel to it.