Hogwarts Everything is Three

"I remember back then... as if you were in fifth grade? Oh, so to speak...you just graduated this year. You have achieved such impressive achievements and strength at a young age. I was comparable to my age when I was a mortal. But you..." Helbo, the **** of death, looked a little emotional, "At that time, Ms. Ravenclaw was only a false god, and her power was obtained through deception and stealing... My fight with you was just fulfilling my duty. ."

　　 "But then she became a true god, and she didn't see your little movements but never stopped." Allen disapproved of death.

"I didn't expect that after nearly a thousand years of small troubles, she would become a true **** after just over a year... I chose to continue fighting because her power as a new **** is still very weak... but now it seems I still use the old concept to look at the consequences of affairs." Haier Bol paused, "Long time in the underworld makes me forget the mortal's concept of time. This new **** has never thought of it because of your assistance. Speed ​​has increased in strength... I have to admit that when I find out, you have already become a big trouble... But if we continue to fight like this, it will develop into a true god-level battle... I think this kind of destiny will be catastrophic to mortals. Consequential behavior is actually unnecessary"

"Mr. Helbo, you still wanted to lure me in during the duel, but when I found out that the risk was greater, I came in because I wanted to truce?" Allen leaned back, raised his chin and said contemptuously, "Let me To be honest, I don’t think it is us who have the advantage. Mr. Helbo has a special purpose behind every action. Please beg to be honest. I can’t believe what you are saying..."

"If you are still the false gods and the elect of false gods, then you are still mortals for my work... If mortals want to gain power that they should not have, or try to gain true eternal life, as a guide for the living beings in the right When I returned to the embrace of death, I naturally have the responsibility to stop it.” Ignoring Ellen’s somewhat rude behavior, Helbo, the **** of death, raised his hand with a large silver ring and swayed it, “and now Ms. Ravenclaw has Become a member of the true gods. I think those of you who are familiar with that period of history will also know that although the ancient true gods were also hostile due to clergy conflicts, most of them were able to live in peace or not care about each other...", on both sides of his nose The law pattern lifted up impressively, "I know you have given many people the elixir of life, but just like I don't care about Nicol Lemay, they will return to the embrace of death over time... As for the ones you are closer to, let Ms. Ravenclaw give them some magical powers, so that they can also become voters, which is not considered a mortal thing... I don't need to take care of this kind of thing too seriously... "

　　 Alan understood the intention that the **** of death had just proposed. The other party meant that in fact, the most fundamental conflict between them and the **** of death Helbo ceased to exist after Luna was promoted to the true god.

　　 "If we reach an agreement, of course I will tear my underworld gray wasteland from the mortal world again." Death said lightly, "Of course I still have some conditions... But, eh?"

The performance of the **** of death actually made Alan's heart more fierce, he tightened his lips-after that, the things that the **** of death Helbo did were purely provoked for his own selfish desires, like Flitwick. The professor and so many wizards who died because of it were the victims.

As if seeing Alan’s emotions, Helbo, the **** of death, suddenly realized that he patted his head, and then spread his palms. A gray soul energy cluster suddenly appeared on it. Professor Felius Flivier was distorted. The face is looming in this group of soul energy.

This group of energy fell to the ground and turned into Professor Flitwick's normal figure-but Professor Flitwick, who was in a state of soul, appeared more gray and transparent in the space of the underworld, and he lost his consciousness with no expression on his face. , And he couldn't read any emotional changes on his face. Although it was not as painful as before, it was despair that enveloped him, and the boundless despair became more noticeable.

"Then this is considered a meeting ceremony... Don't use this expression to make us honest with each other. After the duel contest held in my hometown, I knew he was not that important to you... You know I know..." Death Haier Borrao satirized Alan’s hypocrisy with interest, then shook his head and said, “My resurrection stone, I can detect that Ms. Ravenclaw has also poured her power into it, and I must have it all. With the power of two powerful true gods, this little toy that was originally used to lure people to death is probably turned into a resurrection stone with real resurrection ability?" Haierbo opened his mouth, and his original severe face seemed to ease a little. "But Mr. Harris, after you leave the underworld, remember to use it for your professor... Ms. Ravenclaw probably has the ability to project power into my world... and she doesn’t want to spend it on him. Power?"

"If our negotiation goes well~www.NovelMTL.com~, there is no need to waste power, right?" Allen is completely unfeeling, and he doesn't care about death's irony at all. He casually agreed, "It just happens that my school cannot be separated. Open him... at least everyone is not used to it."

　　The important thing for this guy is that he was planning how to get Professor Flitwick's soul from Helbo, the **** of death. Now since the other party is willing to give it to him directly, he is not going to lose it anyway.

When the **** of death Haierbo saw Alan say this, his ram-like face turned directly to Professor Flitwick, and he seemed to find that the state of his body at this time raised his eyebrows, and then said in a hoarse, suppressed and slow voice without fluctuations: " Undead of half-blood goblin, you are free."

The line of the **** of death seems to use the power of his own law. The soul of Flitwick, who is in the state of death, has regained control of his own mind, but before he has time to grasp the status quo, Haierbo casually left a blank, Flitwick’s soul. As if it was just an irrelevant thing that could be given away, he involuntarily floated towards Allen.

　　 Flitwick’s soul met Alan’s gaze in this gray world, and the half-blood goblin’s translucent face showed surprise, trying to open his mouth but couldn’t make a sound.

"You should hear my voice, Professor Flitwick, the state of the soul can't last long in the mortal world..." Allen said softly to the curse professor, "You are no longer between life and death in the illusion. I can’t turn into a ghost now, and I won’t be able to resurrect when I turn back into a ghost. Sorry, Felius...capture the soul..."