Chapter 48 Are you...the God of Death?
Luo Fu and Shirley stood there, wrapped in the vast white mist. The mist seemed to be gradually expanding, hazy, swirling and floating, giving people a slightly psychedelic feeling.
The golden mermaid statue with three heads and six arms suddenly shrunk from being as tall as a person to the size of a palm. Rolf held it in his hand as if he was holding a real torch.
He grasped the corners of the statue, squeezed Shirley's hand at the same time, and warned, "Don't let go of it."
The girl with the ponytail nodded. She looked at the increasingly dense fog and felt a little nervous instinctively. Fortunately, Luofu's soft words gradually made her feel at ease.
The surrounding fog was still rolling, as faint as mercury, and shining with an eerie light, but the blue flames in the three torches were getting brighter and brighter, like a barrier, blocking the fog several feet away.
In the distance, a shrill voice of "woo ho ho" came from the mist:
There were men scolding, women wailing, and children wailing... It was like the sound of insects and the rustling of weeds in the night wind, which made people feel extremely sad to hear it.
The mist also rippled with the sound, becoming thicker, thinner, and lingering, like a series of colorful ghost paths.
Rolf and Shirley stood side by side in the middle of the fog, as if they were standing at a crossroads!
The young man suddenly heard a familiar voice. He hesitated for a moment, then pulled Shirley and walked quickly along a path formed by mist.
After walking seven or eight steps, the fog seemed to melt away in an instant, and an empty auditorium appeared in front of me:
Four long tables were placed in the center, a magic ceiling full of stars shone high above the head, and everything was quiet.
Luofu saw his surroundings clearly and realized where he was.
Shirley looked at the familiar auditorium in front of her and said in disbelief: "How did we end up at Hogwarts?"
"This is not Hogwarts, but..." Rolf said with a deep look in his eyes: "A fantasyland."
Shirley fell silent. She heard from Rove that he was talking about the tranceland, which is a place between life and death. Only the dying can appear here.
"Are we both going to die?" the girl murmured.
"No." Luo Fu looked at the mermaid statue in his hand and guessed:
"Maybe it brought us in. This is a place built based on the memory of the deceased. I just heard a familiar voice. It should be someone who broke into someone else's dreamy world.
Let's look around to see if there's anyone else. "
Shirley nodded and followed Rolf to search the empty Hogwarts.
After searching for a long time, they finally saw a wizard on the fourth floor. He was really a familiar person. Luo Fei had only seen him an hour ago.
Tertius!
Tertius heard the footsteps and turned around quickly. In his field of vision, he saw two figures appearing in the distance.
It's just that they are shrouded in a mist, like a lake, and their faces cannot be seen.
"Who are you? Are you a teacher at Hogwarts? Where is Professor Dumbledore?"
Tertius asked loudly: "Why am I out here?!"
Rolf and Shirley exchanged glances. Realizing that Tertius couldn't see their faces, the young man deliberately lowered his voice and said:
"Tertius, you are already dead, that's why you are here."
"Dead...I'm dead?" Tertius murmured: "Yes, I was killed by that boy! Is this the world of the undead?"
Tertius's eyes were first full of shock and fear, and then quickly became intense. He stared at the mysterious man in front of him, excited and frightened, and said:
"You...you are the God of Death?"
Luofu fell silent for a moment.
Entering a trance and coming into contact with the undead, is this ability considered a god of death?
While the young man was still thinking, Tertius thought that the other party had acquiesced. With lightning speed, he knelt heavily on the ground and banged his head firmly on the ground.
"Death... please save me and let me go back."
Tertius moved forward on his knees, wanting to kiss Death's feet. He humbly said:
"I am willing to dedicate my soul to you and be your most loyal servant...but please let me go back first and kill the boy who killed me..."
Luofu had a strange look on his face. He no longer lowered his voice, but used his own voice and said with a smile:
"Tertius, the Pork next door also begged me and wanted to kill you... He was also willing to dedicate his gold in Gringotts to me. Who should I listen to?"
Tertius was shocked, and he suddenly realized something was wrong. The other party's voice was really familiar. He raised his head suddenly, and he was stunned and then filled with anger that could not be concealed.
"You're pretending to be a ghost to lie to me? You kid... I'm going to kill you!"
Tertius rushed forward, and Rolf was about to kill him again. The mermaid statue in his hand seemed to be alive, and the torch shook violently.
A bright and hot blue flame fell on Tertius.
He suddenly let out an inhuman howl and flapped his arms desperately to extinguish the flames, but he was still swallowed up by the blazing fire at an unimaginable speed.
Luo Fu and Shirley looked at the statue and looked at each other.
Following the death of Tertius, the entire Hogwarts Castle suddenly emitted a dull vibration. The windows and floors cracked and shattered, turning into a cloud of smoke.
Soon, the fog swept in again, and they stood at the crossroads again. The fog filled the air, became thicker and thicker, and the sky and the earth were completely white.
The whimpering sounds sounded again in his ears, and now Luo Fu realized that they were the voices of the undead.
At this moment, the torch on the mermaid statue seemed to have run out of fuel, the flame became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.
The darkness covered Rolf and Shirley like a soft and familiar blanket, and the world turned upside down in an instant.
When they opened their eyes again, they had returned to the island in the middle of the lake and were still standing in the original position.
The blurred illusion just now seemed... a dream.
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At dusk, the dim light shone through the branches and fell on a lake.
In the misty mist, a graceful figure sat on a huge light rock protruding from the lake.
The woman was naked, and her soft and round and graceful figure was looming in the mist.
Under the sunlight, the woman seemed to emit a white glow, making her look even more seductive.
She gently stroked her bulging belly, her hands from top to bottom, and said in a charming and soul-stirring voice:
"My son... your father abandoned us. When you are born, you must avenge your mother... kill everyone... kill them all..."
The woman suddenly felt something, she stood up suddenly, her wet hair trembled, and a series of water droplets were thrown out. Her eyes became more and more fierce, and she said coldly:
"Ravenclaw?"
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