Hogwarts Rising Again

Chapter 485 Death
The moment Molin fell into the stone arch, everyone's expression changed, even Payngade was no exception, because Molin was the key person to open the stone arch, if he fell into the stone arch, his plan would not go ahead !
"Maureen!"

Professor Adams wanted to hold Maureen, but he was still a step too late. Maureen seemed to have passed through a hazy water curtain, and his whole person became illusory.

Sweet didn't hold Maureen either, An Ran seemed to be about to rush over, but was stopped by Sweet.

"No, I want to pull Maureen back." An Ran said eagerly.

"The stone arch is very dangerous, you can't go in." Sweet shook his head.

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The moment Mo Lin fell into the stone arch, he felt as if something was about to break free from his body, as if the soul could not stabilize in the body, and the whole person was a little ethereal.

"What exactly is this?"

Mo Lin felt as if he couldn't exert himself, and the waves were rippling around him, as if he was in the current. He was ups and downs with the waves, and then he felt a sense of relief, as if walking down was the most correct choice.

Is this feeling death?

Mo Lin didn't know. Many images flashed in his mind, as if the memories of his life were being played backwards in front of his eyes, and time seemed to be going backwards.

From when he fell into the stone arch, then came to Hogwarts, and then returned to his bedroom, Helena came to him, and he told Alton that he was having a nightmare... He and Sweet saw Floyd was very angry when he was captured by Auror...He laughed with An Ran and Grandpa in Wonderland...

Alton bought a ticket for the Dumbledore Cup just to watch him encourage him for 10 minutes... the first time he saw An Ran's happy mood... the ability to explode terror in the painting knocked Payngade away, Getting teased by Arnock, hanging out with Grandpa...

The things he experienced during his lifetime were slowly rewinding, and many pictures just passed by vaguely. It seemed that only the things that really impressed him would be displayed in detail before him, and then he saw a very strange picture.

In that piece of memory, everything was golden, and in this piece of gold, it seemed that something terrifying turned into scarlet blood and danced before his eyes.

He couldn't see anything clearly, only a vague cry from which he didn't know where it came from. There was so much noise around him that he actually felt scared and helpless.

Mo Lin never remembered this memory, nor did he remember where he had experienced this kind of thing. It seemed familiar but he couldn't remember it. He wanted to scream, but found that he couldn't.

"When did this happen?"

Maureen, who was floating, was puzzled.

He feels his body is tired, and his consciousness wants to get rid of his body.

Maybe this is death, a road of no return.

Maureen couldn't help thinking.

But he still had a lot of things to do, and Mo Lin was unwilling to go on like this. He wanted to struggle back to his body, but he couldn't fully control it.

He looked towards the direction he came in, it had become an illusory white exit, he could vaguely see An Ran trying to pull him in front of the stone arch, he could also see Sweet holding An Ran, saw Adams The professor's horrified gaze, the angry look on Payngade's face, the sigh in Professor Binns' eyes...

But those people outside were motionless, as if time had stopped, maintaining that movement without even blinking their eyelids.

Only Mo Lin continued to float backwards, only he could move, it seemed that he was the only one left in the whole world.

"Time, does it really stand still at the time of death?"

Mo Lin found it very strange. It turns out that death is not terrible, and he dare not face death because of the terribleness.

"Come here, kid..."

"There is no pain here, only joy..."

A light call came from a distant place behind him, as if separated by a vast valley, the voice was ethereal and kind, echoing in his ears, making him feel very warm.

He turned his head to look at the place he was going to, and there seemed to be many figures waving to him in the vagueness, but these people were covered by a thin layer of mist, it seemed that he could only see them through this layer of mist.

Do you want to go on?
Maureen was thinking.

Or go straight back?

If he turns back, will he become a ghost like Helena and Professor Binns?
Those voices behind him were calling for Mo Lin, where there is light, the sun is shining, everything is harmonious, there is no difficulty or sorrow, only flowers and applause.

Mo Lin was in trouble for a while, and he seemed to have a sense of powerlessness in his heart. This may be what Helena said about the choice. If you choose to go on, if you keep going, you may not be able to turn back.

The concern in his heart is nothing compared to the beautiful world behind him, and going back will only make people painful.

To become a ghost, one can only watch familiar relatives and friends gradually die, watch grandpa, watch An Ran, watch those people he cares about grow old slowly, but there is nothing he can do.

Just like Helena, who wandered as a ghost for thousands of years, finally regretted it, and planned to open the stone arch to give her another chance to choose.

Mo Lin's consciousness is about to leave his body, his feet have lost feeling, his upper body has gradually become stiff, and the blood in his body seems to stop flowing...

"Do you want to turn back?"

Mo Lin was thinking, he seemed unable to stop Payngade even if he went back, a ghost could not do much.

"Go down?"

Mo Lin turned around and looked at the person behind the fog. The world full of hope, the world that people don't want to look back, seems to have a better journey waiting for him.

Mo Lin remembered a sentence he had seen Principal Dumbledore say in the book "Dumbledore's Biography":

— To the sane mind, death is but another great adventure.

Is that right?

Mo Lin thought about this sentence. When he was in school, he had to face a lot of trivial matters every day, endless homework, endless conversations with Hugo, and troubles that he couldn't escape everywhere. No time to really think.

But in the process of dying, time seemed to have stopped for him, and he could freely think about issues that he had never cared about before, and seriously think about all the things that he hadn't figured out.

"If I just leave like this, will grandpa be very sad?"

Maureen thought of Alton, who loved him the most in the world, and he didn't want to see his grandfather sad.

"Will An Ran be sad?"

Mo Lin thought of his heart-beating feeling towards An Ran, and he liked to do homework and eat with An Ran, he felt a little embarrassed.

"Isn't it such a pity that my life has just begun and is about to end?"

Mo Lin looked at the motionless people outside the stone arch, and he felt very unwilling.

"I still have a choice, right?"

Maureen thought about it for what seemed like a century, and he thought about everything heartily.

It was a magical experience, and he thought about a lot of silly things, even thinking about the strawberry mousse at Diagon Alley's ice cream shop with a spoonful of salt.

"Death may be another great adventure." Mo Lin thought, he looked up at An Ran outside the stone arch, "but my adventure is not over yet."

Mo Lin thought, he began to struggle, he had to go back, he had to go back intact, he had to go back to his body.

But this process was very difficult, his body was completely numb, and he felt that he had more energy than he wanted.

But at this moment, a black light radiated from his chest again. This black light was strange and a bit gloomy, but it seemed to pull his drifting consciousness down and back into his body.

From his chest leaped a strangely large black shape, not a Hufflepuff badger this time, or Doy, cute or cranky, but something else Maureen had never seen before.

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Going home during the Chinese New Year, there are many things to do, and the update time is not fixed, only two updates per day can be guaranteed.happy New Year to all!
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