Alchemy Black Technology at Hogwarts

Chapter 136 Lingbo
"Avada Kedavra! (Avada Kedavra)"

Unwillingly, Voldemort yelled the curse, and the miserable green light, like lightning, caught up with William who was still in midair.

At this moment, in William's eyes, time almost seemed to have stopped.

Countless pictures of the past, many possible or absurd countermeasures, and some familiar faces emerged in his mind - he briefly thought of using Harry to block this bolt of lightning, but William immediately gave up this idea.

This lightning bolt is really too fast.

William didn't expect that Voldemort could really cast such a difficult Unforgivable Curse as the Avada Kedavra without a wand, and it was so precise that he could target himself in mid-air.

"He must hate me."

Suddenly having such a thought, William watched helplessly as the green light fell on him slowly but unstoppably. All the defenses he had prepared so hard for him were of no use.

"The end of the book?"

William felt himself falling lightly to the ground.

Everything around is foggy.

"If you want to escape from this wild land, you should find other ways."

A somewhat familiar voice came from the ear.

William followed its voice, and saw that it was a young boy with fine short blond hair. No matter how strict the standard was, he had exquisite facial features and fair skin. There was a habitual hang on the corner of his mouth. A smile.

"I didn't even know my own voice sounded like this."

He stood up and smiled at him.

"Honestly, I thought it was going to be Charing Cross Station or something, and you should at least be a smart old man, preferably black, Indian or something."

William said a stalk that only a traverser would know, but he thought the other party should be able to catch it.

"You're in the world of Harry Potter, and that's Avada Kedavra, not a plane crash. Besides, where do you think this is?"

The other William smiled, pointing to the gray mist that enveloped them—the fog was quickly dissipating, revealing a clear sky, and William found himself standing beside a cliff.

"Ifamone?"

William looked down from a high cliff.

He saw a white castle built on top of a hill connected by a long bridge. Unlike Hogwarts, it was built with white marble throughout, looking elegant and graceful.

"It's the first time I've seen it on a sunny day, but it's not real, is it?"

Founded in the 17th century, Ifrmony is located on the top of Greylock Hill. It has been enchanted, and the castle will only appear when the clouds are shrouded in mist.

"So, will you take me to the Eternal Land, my Virgil?"

William, or more accurately Feng Rui, lowered his head, and he saw the yellow skin on his hands—this was the color engraved in his soul.

"If you want to escape from this wild land, you should find other ways."

This sentence comes from Dante's "Divine Comedy". Dante met his guide and mentor poet Virgil in the wilderness, and Virgil said this to him.

"But how do you know that you are the Dante I'm waiting for?"

William smiled and led Feng Rui down the mountain.

They traveled along a winding forest path.

"That ghost, Nearly Headless Nick, told me that you shouldn't have any consciousness left."

Feng Rui suddenly thought of the conversation he had with the ghost of Gryffindor before. Nick said that outside his soul, there was a "shell" that had been dead for a long time and would dissipate at some point.

"What he said is not wrong, but this is a very special place. It doesn't belong to the front, and I can't go back. All I can do now is to watch quietly, waiting for the day when you become Strong enough."

William said lightly.

This is a special space, even if it is magic, it is difficult to explain its principle. William only knows that he has to witness Feng Rui living a life that should belong to him here, even if it is not a willing thing.

"Now?"

Feng Rui caught the key words in his words.

"Ah, you found out." William clapped his hands exaggeratedly and said, "You don't really think that I will have no complaints, do you?

In the past few years, when I could do something, I always inevitably thought: If my luck was better at that time, and I could persist for a longer time, would you have no chance to appear. "

He lowered his head slightly, showing a somewhat regretful expression.

"It's true that I can't do anything here, and I can't change any of your thoughts, but I can at least block between you and reality in the past—that is only a trivial change, but I believe you have discovered something."

"It turns out that you were playing tricks."

Feng Rui naturally found out.

The sense of loneliness and alienation he felt in those past years was not inexplicable.

Feng Rui has always had a hard time feeling joy from the heart or wanting to do something from the bottom of his heart, so he had to drive himself desperately.

At first, he thought it was a curse of having memories of another life as a time traveler.

"Don't look at me with such terrible eyes. I can't make you feel any emotion out of thin air. You chose to close yourself. Ah, we are almost there, the next scene."

William suddenly said excitedly.

Before this quiet forest path, a tree house suddenly appeared, but when they entered the door of the tree house, Feng Rui found himself standing in a very wide venue.

He is not alone.

On the stepped steps, all the seats are full of people, and they are all witnessing a grand ceremony being held in the center of the venue-an elderly teacher handed the graduation certificate to the students at the front of the line, and stretched out his hand lightly. Gently flipped the tassels on the front of his bachelor's hat.

It's a pity that everyone's faces were shrouded in a faint light. Even if Feng Rui tried hard to see, he couldn't see their specific appearance.

"Because you haven't been able to experience it yourself, this is just your imagination. But honestly, when I first knew that the world I lived in was actually created in a novel."

William introduced softly.

"Shocked?"

Feng Rui looked at himself, and a black bachelor's robe suddenly appeared there. It was black and the silk was very smooth.He once imagined what kind of scene he would see if he appeared in front of the Mirror of Erised that reflected the things he most yearned for.

This graduation ceremony, which he was destined not to experience personally, was one of them, but it was also the scene he was most afraid of seeing.

"Very angry, but I don't know who to be angry with. In the words you are more familiar with, it should be the so-called 'impotent rage'."

From William's mouth, he spoke Chinese with perfect accent.

The team moved forward little by little.

But when it was about to be Feng Rui's turn, the crowd flickered slightly, and within a breath or two, they had already dissipated, like a mirror image.The surroundings have returned to the foggy state, but it seems to be re-given with color little by little.

"Our time is running out."

William smiled softly, stretched his hands forward, and pulled out two chairs from the air. They were exactly the same as the one in Dumbledore's office.He handed one of the chairs to Feng Rui and sat on the other.

"What's going to happen next?"

Feng Rui sat beside him, quietly looking at the face that he had used for more than ten years from the side.

"You already know that, don't you? This is Limbo, a place of exile where the dying and the undead temporarily live. See, it even has forests and a small river."

William spread his hands and said.

Lingbo is an area described by Dante in "Divine Comedy". It is outside the nine layers of hell, but it is not blessed by the holy light of heaven. The undead who stay here have no physical form.Dante described it as a place dotted with green grassy slopes and flowing with a "beautiful little river".

But in the magical world, Lingbo has become a real concept.Feng Rui remembered that in the original world, Harry Potter came to this space briefly after he knew his fate and took the initiative to die.

"Do you remember that cruel question you posed to Ravenclaw's bronze door knocker? Have you come up with your own answer now?"

William said suddenly.

The ship of Theseus.

This was originally a philosophical thinking put forward by Plutarch. If the wood on Theseus' ship is gradually replaced until all the wood is not the original wood, is the ship still the original ship?

"It's not the same ship anymore."

Feng Rui shook his head, but said firmly.

"It's not the time of ancient Greece. Later workers put a keel on the planks of that ship."

The keel is a longitudinal member connecting the stem and stern posts in the center of the base of the hull, which is located at the bottom of the boat.On top of the keel there are transverse rib reinforcements.Bow and stern, the keel goes around the stem.

It is usually the first part of the hull to be built and is the part of a ship that can never be changed.No matter how other boards are replaced, the keel will never be changed.

He is Feng Rui, and now he is also William.

"Really." The other William showed a forced smile, "It's really great. Great. I should go down too."

The fog is gradually getting heavier.

His voice seemed to sound from far away.

Feng Rui lowered his head and saw that he had changed back to his Ravenclaw school uniform, with a beautiful blue ribbon hanging on his chest, but his skin was still yellow.He raised his head and looked at William, only to see that he had been swallowed by the mist, and his face was covered with tears at some point.

"Wake up! William, wake up!"

Harry's anxious voice rang in his ears.

(End of this chapter)