The Butterbeer Experience - The Peverell Story Lyrics

once happened to cross fair brothers tree
Who thought they could use all their magic to thwart me
But I, being Death, being sly blocked their path
And said, "Brave, cunning brothers, oh, what do you asked,
I will give each a prize and let brothers pass."

The first brother begged, "Please, Death, make me a tool
One that will win every fight, every duel."
So I broke branch off of an elder tree
And I fashioned the wand for he thought he was worthy
And give elder wand to the eldest of tree

Go, Brother, I bid thee good night
I promised you'll win all your battles and fights
But your wand will be stolen and you will be slain
And you and I will meet again

The next brother cried, "Give me magic instead
The power to bring others back from the death."
So I picked up a stone from the riverside
And I told him the pebble had magic inside
It will bring back the death and his departed bride

Go, Brother, I bid thee good night
You'll see your love soon but things will not be right
You'll drive yourself crazy for she won't be whole
And then I will claim your soul

The youngest brother said, "Death, I don't trust your ways
Please, leave me alone till the end of my days."
And though I was reluctant, he was the wisest of the tree
So I gave him my cloak of invisibility
And I let the young brother go free

Go, Brother, I bid thee goodnight
Go take your new cloak and go live out your life
Be happy and healthy, and when you are ready
You can take off your cloak and join me

And that is the story of The Peverell Brothers
They each made their choice, one wiser than others
They stripped me of the wand, and of cloak, and of stone
And I bade young Ignotus be selfless and roam
And many years passed till he call me his home

But I took the other two for my own