Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 322 The Cemetery in Godric's Hollow

Godric's Hollow, the backyard of the church, which is the local cemetery.

Countless tombstones stand staggered on a piece of gentle grass, surrounded by bright red roses, like a gorgeous elf, fiery and dazzling.

In the tomb forest, a tall and eye-catching stone monument was erected at the highest point. No other monument around it dared to accompany it. It was alone, but the roses there bloomed the most gorgeously, and there was even magic to keep them alive, so that the roses would not wither in all seasons.

This is the No. 13 gate of the curtain.

When Bree stepped in front of the tombstone, a strong magic power sealed the place instantly.

Black mist descended, and the surrounding tombstones dissipated, leaving only the roses blooming in the darkness.

Enchanting and full of weird atmosphere.

And the huge tombstone turned into a curtain door with twisted black light.

To darkness, death, loneliness.

Bree felt Tom's breath.

It turns out that the roses here are the barrier blocking the No. 13 gate.

"Tom." Bree stepped into it. He didn't believe that the so-called curtain really belonged to the God of Death.

There is no god in this world anymore.

Penetrating the veil without resistance.

A force of death rushed towards Bree, but was blocked by him, preventing them from causing harm to Bree.

Bree looked around and saw a dark, scorched land.

The ground was covered with traces of flames, and at the very center, there was a twisted space crack that was so small that not even a person could pass through it.

But there was a figure sitting in front of the crack, sitting quietly.

"Hoo!" the wind shouted.

No, it was the sound of wandering souls.

The sky in this world is pitch black, and the surroundings are pitch black. Only the souls wandering in this world are shimmering.

The brightest place is in the crack, because the soul of this world is constantly absorbed by the crack and turned into its own power.

Bree noticed that with every soul absorbed, the crack slightly expanded.

"Tom..." Bree stared at the man in front of her.

He just sat quietly, with his back to Bree, looking at the crack, not moving an inch.

There was an ancient magic circle on the ground, which seemed to tie him to the rift.

"Whoosh!"

A bolt of magic hit Bree from the side.

"Da..." A person came out.

Voldemort?
No, it's Tom.

However, the aura on Tom's body was very strange at this time.

"Your talent is amazing, Mr. Ode." The man sitting quietly made a voice that was familiar to Bree.

It's Slytherin.

And Tom walked to his side and stood silently.

"You rewrote the house elves' magic. It's very interesting. Even I neglected this power." Slytherin did something to Tom.

In other words, he wanted to replace Voldemort.

"You can take him away, but what can you give in exchange?"

In an instant, following Slytherin's words, countless rose thorns surged out of the ground, and the densely packed souls floating in the sky let out bone-chilling roars.

The soul thorned by the rose seemed to have absorbed its power, became lifeless, and drifted toward the crack sluggishly.

Bree felt murderous.

Sure enough, in an instant, a strong blue flame spewed out from the crack.

Transformed into long snakes and rushed towards Bree.

The traces they scratched brought countless burns to the ground.

Brie said indifferently: "Do you all like to have a fight first when we meet, Your Excellency?"

A giant green snake rose into the sky from behind Brie, carrying endless natural magic power and rushing towards the long flame snakes.

As the green snakes surged up, the ground began to glow with green, and grass began to grow on the ground, covering up the traces of burning.

The long flame snakes also slowly retreated under the attack of the green snake.

"It's a very powerful magic. It's a pity...it's a pity that you appeared too late. It would have been better if it had been a thousand years ago."

Slytherin was just testing Bree and had no intention of continuing the fight.

He waved Tom towards Bree.

Tom also fainted.

Bree destroyed Tom's body with one hand, leaving only his soul.

"Very cautious, haha." Brie looked at Tom's soul and found nothing else, so she put it away with confidence.

"Where is Sirius Black?" Bree asked in a deep voice. He was not sure whether Sirius had been absorbed by the rift.

"He, hmm, is a rebellious child."

Slytherin was happy to talk to Bree. After all, Bree's image suited him very well, but it was much better than Gryffindor who bothered him from time to time.

“If the body enters the veil, a person can live a little longer.”

Slytherin waved, and a chaotic soul floated in the distance. Sirius's whole body was infected by the death energy of the curtain, and only his soul was left, while his body was broken and gone.

"Take it if you want, I'm not short of a soul or two."

Bree frowned slightly as she listened to Slytherin's words. It was not missing one or two souls, but it was a lot worse...

Bree looked up and saw that there were too many souls in the sky. Even if they were constantly consumed by the cracks, they were boundless and growing.

Not just Gate No. 13?

"You're wondering about the existence of this place, right?" Slytherin interrupted Bree's thoughts.

"Naturally? It's very strange here."

"Hahaha, the souls of all people who die in our world will only go to two places in the end. One is the source of the world, and the other is this, the world of the God of Death."

“This is where the cracks in our world lie, but there are many such places.”

Slytherin stretched out his hand and pointed at the crack.

"There were originally many gods in this world. They maintained the order of the world, but one day, they left. This is the trace of their departure."

"How many such cracks are there?" Brie couldn't help asking.

He felt that this rift would drain the power of the world.

Because the soul is one of the sources of power in the world, if the soul of this world is absorbed by the crack, wouldn't it become a dead world.

"Many, unclear. I can only say that as many gods left as there were, there were as many cracks. They are distributed all over the world."

crack……

The air of death here felt familiar to Bree.

The hometown of the ancient tree elves!

That abyss of death!
There is also the big stump of the ancient elf tree in the Scottish Highlands, which is also filled with the same death atmosphere.

Are there any cracks in these places?

"It seems that you have been exposed to a lot of things, so what do you think?" Slytherin asked Bree.

"what do you mean?"

"Haha, of course it's my view of the world. You must also be wondering why the world is like a straight line and the future seems to be fixed."

"Time is a straight line, this is indeed my doubt."

Because such a world is monotonous, and it feels like no matter how much you do, nothing can be changed in the end.

"It seems you don't know this." Slytherin's voice became sad.

"The world is already at the end of time and space. Thousands of previously intersecting and uncertain lines have also been intertwined and formed an endpoint, so it is approximately a straight line. We cannot change the future because there is no future."

"This is the truth of this world, and this is why the time turner is like scrap metal. We can't change anything."

The end of the world?
Bree was stunned. He couldn't believe that the world had come to an end.

"How are you so sure?" Brie asked involuntarily.

"Haha." As if he expected Bree's speech, Slytherin explained: "Because we discovered this problem thousands of years ago, time has become more and more silent."

"Ravenclaw is the most calm and collected among us, but she seems so crazy in the face of the silence of time."

"Have you ever seen a Ravenclaw die in history?"

Slytherin asked Bree.

Brie remembers.

"Ravenclaw died of excessive sadness because his daughter left." Of course, this is just history.

"Yes, Ravenclaw was sad, but that was not the reason for her death. After all, who would believe that a great wizard would die sadly? The great wizard's heart is firm and persistent in his beliefs."

Yes, deep down in the hearts of great wizards, faith is everything to them. Ravenclaw is a witch who pursues supreme wisdom. How could she die of sadness because of emotion? This is ridiculous.

"Let me tell you, because all the answers lie in the past, but because of the silence of time, no one can change the past and thus the future."

"Ravenclaw's diadem is made of the mother stone of the Time Stone. She used the diadem to go back to the past and reverse the decline of the world, but she failed. The power of time left her with indelible wounds, and she could only die. ."

"But she also succeeded. She returned to the beginning of Hogwarts. Although it was only a few years back, it also gave her hope, even if it was so small that both Gryffindor and I thought it would be impossible to achieve again. ”

"Gryffindor and I both believe that instead of changing the past, it is better to race against time to change the future... However, we failed. No matter how many wars in Europe, we could not give the world a chance to turn around. Instead, it became more and more declining. .”

"We have all failed, we have all failed, this world is over..."

"What about Hufflepuff?" Bree couldn't help but interrupt Slytherin's sullen muttering.

"Hufflepuff?"

"Hahaha, she is an innocent woman, even though her perseverance is admirable... Hum... Haha, she is still looking forward to God's help, but there is no God in this world. Even if she talks to God again, So what."

"Thousands of years ago, that was just God's last look back at the world."

Finding that Doubrey was silent, Slytherin asked one last question.

"If there is no hope in this world, will you, like God, choose to leave?"

Bree remained silent.

"Even if it means leaving the place where I was raised?" Brie asked himself. He was very serious about this question.

"I will leave, but that is based on the situation that this world cannot give me any hope."

"Hahaha, that's a good answer. I admire you very much, Mr. Ode."

Slytherin laughed heartily, but Bree could hear the sadness.

"I know your choice. We are not the same person yet, and you have not experienced despair yet."

"You go."

A door appeared beside Brie. Brie silently glanced at the man sitting quietly in front of the crack, and finally stepped into it.

In a daze, Bree still returned to the cemetery full of roses.

On the huge tombstone is written - the world.

"Let's go." Bree's mood was very complicated, just like when Dumbledore said about the contradiction between Muggles and wizards in this world.

"Are you going to be the savior again, Mr. Ode?" Bree laughed at himself.

But this world is really beautiful.

……

On the other side, the owl flew to the Blake old house with a locket.

At this time, white candles were lit in the old house.

There were wizards with sad faces standing around.

Harry wore black wizard robes and a white flower on his chest.

Lupine comforted him: "We can't change the past, so let's look forward. At least Voldemort is dead."

Harry's green eyes were filled with mist, he pursed his lips and clenched his palms.

"I'm going out for a while, Professor Lupin."

Harry touched the corners of his eyes, walked silently to the back garden, and sat on a chair nearby.

On his wrist, there is a time-turner tethered, but it is damaged, without the sands of time.

"It would be great if you could help me reverse time."

"So what if Voldemort dies, but can Sirius come back? Can my father and mother come back?"

time reversal...

Harry looked at the time turner in his hand, and a desire was born in his heart.

"Hiss..." I have a headache.

Harry covered his head, a dark light flashing in his eyes.

But at this time, a surprising voice came out.

"Harry, Harry, come on, Sirius is back, Sirius is back!" Lupine shouted in surprise.

"Sirius!" Harry was stunned, his expression returned to normal, he stood up hurriedly and surprised, and ran towards the hall.

There was a commotion in the hall, all because of a locket.

Dumbledore also participated in the funeral. He was holding the locket, looking at the soul inside and said, "There is no problem with Sirius' soul, but we have to find a way to create a body for him."

Dumbledore covered up one of the vials because it contained some red powder.

Dumbledore was familiar with it, it was the Philosopher's Stone!
Dumbledore had been looking for the magic stone that disappeared in Bree's first grade for a long time, but he didn't expect it to be in Bree's possession.

The magic stone is necessary for making a body.

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and smiled helplessly.

"Lupin, I think Regulus's help is still needed. Although he has become an Inferi, after being nurtured by the natural magic of these years, he already has a human aura."

Regulus is Sirius's younger brother. After he was transformed into an Inferi, he stayed in the Lake of Inferi inside the seaside reef. He was later brought out by Dumbledore. At that time, Dumbledore was plotted by Voldemort and suffered a lot. hurt.

Now that Sirius is going to be resurrected, he can only rely on his brother's bloodline to make his body fit better.

……

On the other side, Bree also started to resurrect Tom.

Compared to Sirius, Tom's was simpler.

Bree dripped her own blood into the boiling cauldron, then dropped Tom's sleeping soul into it.

Soon, under the power of the contract, Tom's physical body began to condense.

This is a contract between house elves. As long as the master does not die, the master can use his own blood to resurrect the servant into a spirit.

"Dear Master, Tom is back again, haha." Tom sat naked in the crucible, chuckled, and looked at Bree lazily.

He knew he could come back, so he wasn't afraid of the curtain at all.

Seeing his appearance, Brie said calmly: "Don't do anything that makes me unexpected. I don't want to fish you out of the mud next time."

Mud...swamp...Slytherin.

Tom couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

"I'll just stay quietly next to you and just look at you."

There were Slytherins in the veil, which did surprise Tom, who didn't want Bree to get into trouble.

(End of this chapter)