All things are three at Hogwarts

The strength shown by Professor Flitwick was beyond Rudolphs' expectations. He did not expect that the Professor of Charms who was the champion of the Duel Wizards Competition in his memory seemed to have improved even more now. He realized that not to mention those accomplices had become flesh. Damn it, even if we are prepared, our group is no match for Professor Flitwick in front of us.

And he realized that time was limited, in case such a commotion would attract other wizards or even Harris... Rudolfs looked at the large wooden barrel dumped on the ground with some madness. He had previously wanted to use a lit candle inside to ignite the Greek fire. , so that they can leave time for them to escape in the short period of time when the candle is burning, but now since the candle cannot be taken back...

"Then there's no need for candles..." Rudolfs just finished thinking and decisively stretched out his wand and pointed at the barrel. As if he didn't care about his own life at all, the sharp fire from the tip of Rudolfs' staff spurted out, trying to directly ignite the Greek fire in the barrel. The fire light reflected in his wide-open pupils, dangerous and crazy.

A little flame began to form into a fire snake in the air and began to grow in size. It quickly jumped towards the barrel, but when the flame was about to touch the barrel, it seemed to hit an invisible barrier, and the flame was wrapped in ice. Inside, it fell to pieces on the ground.

Rudolfs seemed to be a little annoyed. After setting fire several times in succession, but Flitwick used a special counter-spell to eliminate the flames, he simply flew towards the barrel regardless, trying to get through the distance at all costs. Directly igniting the Greek fire in it, but while his body was still in the air, he stiffened and flew farther away, fell heavily to the ground, and was tied up by the rope transformed from his clothes and fell unconscious. All such spells were petrified. It's of little use against the undead, so Flitwick went for this more physics-based approach.

"Mr. Lestrange...please give up...eh?" Professor Flitwick tensed up, feeling like all the blood in his body was being squeezed, and his head was even a little dizzy.

"Hello, Mr. Half-blood Goblin, I have experienced the energy shown by this little thing like you." It was as if something was stuck in the throat, a hoarse, depressing and slow voice that sounded like it could shock the living beings and make them unable to distinguish between men and women.

Professor Flitwick looked at the old man who suddenly appeared in a daze. His facial features were like those of an aggressive ram, but his expression inconsistently showed a kind of calmness and indifference. Unlike the other old clothes on his body, he was wearing A black cloak that was obviously much newer and still shimmering. He was holding a cobra-shaped crutch in his hand, and wore a wide silver ring on his finger. The expression on his abnormally pale bone-white skin was daunting. Strong coercion radiated from the other party's body.

Flitwick also suddenly realized that the other party had actually been in this room all along, but he only discovered it now.

"Sorry, my God, we are useless and have not completed the mission you assigned..." Rudolfs knelt on the ground, his voice trembling slightly, "But there is still time... as long as you take action."

"Mr. Lestrange, this has no impact. The people in Harris's box you want to burn are just clones of Harris. Their bodies are being protected by the evil god on the floating city... so there is no way to blow up here. It doesn't matter whether it's fried or burned, you can take action after I've finished my work." The old man said calmly, his unforgettable big yellow eyes on his light skin fixed on Professor Flitwick "Speaking of which... I was sitting at home some time ago... and I received a gift from Mr. Harris... Etiquette requires that there be a return, so I decided to return the gift to him with Greek fire... But then I That’s why I asked you to take the risk of wandering around in the auditorium just now, precisely because this Mr. Half-blood Goblin is my real target.”

"My god is wise." Although Rudolfs, who was kneeling on the ground, had become an undead creature, and he should have become numb due to the loss of endocrine, but this transformation time was still short after all, and he had no habits or memories when he was alive. Fading away, he cursed bitterly, "Harris is really too cunning."

"So, Mr. Half-blood Goblin... I know you have a lot of questions, so let me answer them for you first." The old man's tone was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

"You are the God of Death!" Professor Flitwick felt a chill all over his body. He squeezed the wand in his hand and mustered up the courage to ask, "You actually tried to light the Greek fire. It seems that Alan was right. , you should be knocked down! As long as Allen is here, your evil actions will not succeed."

Dean Ravenclaw's chest seemed to be filled with flames, and his heart was filled with anxiety: now he was facing a god, and he definitely couldn't stop it on his own, but he was a little surprised that Allen's prophecy magic had improved recently, why? No incident of this magnitude and targeting Harris has been discovered…

"Oh, unfortunately, Mr. Half-blood Goblin, gods cannot be predicted by each other... Just like the gift that Mr. Harris and Ms. Ravenclaw gave me in Raccoon City, I was very surprised. I will respond to your actions For the actions of a god, they can see other information about you that has nothing to do with me, but today's matter is not an exception..." The crutch in the God of Death's hand tapped lightly on the ground, and he even moved his shoulders in a humane way. "Now the local Greek fire in my hometown is brought in one by one by me personally. Naturally, Mr. Harris and the others can't see it..." Death paused for a moment, and his expressive face was even somewhat sincere. "In addition, in fact, Mr. Harris, they violated the laws of nature...Their evil is beyond your imagination. The gift given to me by Raccoon City is nothing, but the souls of hundreds of thousands of mortals have been sucked by Ms. Ravenclaw. This is what really makes me sad. I had to speed up my pace and do some moves..."

"A wise Ravenclaw would not do such a thing! Don't try to trick me, I don't believe your nonsense." Professor Flitwick said sharply, but his tone was unambiguous, basically the same as the original purity. Eren is 100% different. Professor Flitwick, who was almost sorted into Gryffindor by the Sorting Hat, did not lack courage.

Under the suppression of this kind of divine power, Flitwick, who was not in the underworld, performed much better than Allen behind the curtain. The tip of the wand in his hand fired a blue lightning without warning and quickly ejected towards the direction. The other party then began to turn into black mist and wanted to escape from this place. But when the fast-flying lightning spell hit the other party's cloak, the cloak rippled like water ripples and rebounded the spell. He returned quickly, even faster, and hit Flitwick, who was still semi-atomized.

Just like that, without even the slightest move from the God of Death, Flitwick, who had an absolute advantage against Lestrange just now, was electrocuted by his own spell and his teleportation was interrupted. Although this failed Apparition only made him His left shoulder to his arm were torn to pieces, but he didn't know whether to say it was bad or good luck. After his own lightning magic hit him, the energy in it caused his whole body to twitch with electricity, but it also caused the damage to his arm. The burnt wound formed a protective film to prevent him from losing too much blood.

"Oh, Mr. Half-blood Goblin, I'm sorry, your students and your heirs took a few things from me. I had to put in the effort to make a new cloak so that I could show them then. This is not what you mortals should do. Touched..." Death was not angry at Professor Flitwick's disrespectful words. He looked at the twitching opponent, "Whether you believe it or not is not important, I am just telling you a fact."

Although Professor Flitwick lost control of his body due to his lightning, his mind was still very clear. He would not believe this guy who wanted to use Greek fire to burn down the entire duel field, even if the other person was a god. Now he has given up on escaping, but he is just a little annoyed. Before he lost the ability to move, he should have used the omniscient mark to notify Allen as soon as possible.

"If you understand the nature of life and the fate of death, death is a state without reason, without emotion, without senses, a state of non-existence, a pure state. Real death, the life that all people are experiencing is a shadow, It doesn't really exist." The old man handed the crutch in his hand to the other side, "Whether your life is positive, pure and joyful, or a life full of silence, dullness, pain and intertwined with sorrow." The God of Death's His tone was somewhat serious, "I will not hinder the lives of mortals in most cases. Anyway, sooner or later you will return to the embrace of death and move towards your true destination. Unlike Mr. Harris and Ms. Ravenclaw, you do not need my guidance. ….So I speed up the progress of you mortals. This is not a personal grudge, and I don’t think I am doing anything wrong.”

Although Flitwick couldn't figure out why the other party kept explaining to him, this did not prevent him from trying to resume action. As a smart person, he noticed that the other party's brain seemed to be abnormal and had a tendency to self-destruct. He immediately Focusing in his mind on the information that Ravenclaw is also a true god, and why he himself is not in that pure state to refute the words of Death, he wants to gain more time.

"Smart little guy, you know that I know your plans and will answer your questions, even though you don't know why." The God of Death seemed to be saying something insignificant, "This is an area you have not touched. However, I am still willing to tell you that the islands turned into the corpses of gods in the star world show the reality of death. This is also my final destination. My current state is just to correct such mistakes..." Death said to Fuli Wei took three steps closer and squatted down on his crutches, "Mr. Ellen Harris's female companions and the Harrises were well protected by Ms. Ravenclaw, and her eyes gave them close attention at all times. My clone has no chance to take their lives...As for why I will explain so much to you, it is because you, the innocent person, your existence means to Mr. Harris, and to those mortals who are not protected, you It’s the most important one... Although I don’t think he is willing to enter the curtain for you to see my true form, and I don’t think she followed him into the curtain, but I still have to do something to maintain my work, right?”