All things are three at Hogwarts

Those emotionless undead sailors, even though they had not received any new orders from the summoner, still had no mood swings at all, and the floating ship sailed smoothly into this passage.

The gap after the floating ship passes will be immediately occupied and filled by rolling undead creatures. These lifeless non-living creatures that represent darkness are like black clouds, densely packed and blocking the road ahead. Because of the distance, the silver light becomes The all-knowing eye, which had become thin, was completely useless against the floating ship.

It seems that there is only the sound of these undead creatures moving between heaven and earth. This sound is harsh and noisy, and this boring progress seems to be endless...?

After sailing for an unknown amount of time, Allen's original indifferent expression changed on the deck. His jaw slightly closed, his brows furrowed, and he clenched the staff in his hand. At the far end, between the gray sky and earth , finally a different scene appeared.

The darkness in the gray depths in the distance is like an amorphous black mist. It stretches and changes in all directions. It seems to be an unstoppable surging material, like tentacles, clouds, and mist, floating in depth, light, and extinguishment. indefinite…

This thing seems to contain great terror. Although it looks shapeless from a distance, it makes people feel its ferociousness inexplicably. A sudden feeling of fear hits the heart, as if everything involved in it will be swallowed up by it.

As the aerospace ship got closer and closer to the mass, it could be seen more clearly. The aerospace ship seemed to be caught in the huge waves and felt strong vibrations.

This is a huge form of boundless darkness. The black mist stretches out as if there is no end in sight. Facing Allen's direction, what can be seen clearly is that it has long limbs like a basilisk skeleton. The limbs are twisted and extended, and there is no end visible in the darkness... But the part that should be the skull of the basilisk can be clearly seen as a huge deformed humanoid skull, and the black mist flickers on the skull. Weaving through the holes in his mouth, eyes, and nose.

And the terrifying black mist that curled, stretched, twisted, and hovered uncontrollably, trembling and expanding like a surge, producing ugly and deformed undead creatures, including upper and lower limbs without bodies, rolling heads, and struggling skeletons. , inferi or death knights and other undead creatures.

The rotting corpses, black skeletons wrapped in rotten skin, zombies, and dementors wearing black cloaks tried to break free and climb out of the black mist, but except for a few lucky ones, most of them leaned out It didn't take long before it was pulled back into it by the flexible mist like tentacles, and was swallowed by its creator.

It's like all life, all sounds, and all movements will come to an end. The words "death", "destruction", and "disaster" are the first impressions that come to people who see this mass.

Allen held onto the side of the boat and stared at the thing to see it clearly. He felt a painful, itchy, and burning feeling that made him close his eyes and squeeze hard. He couldn't help but reach out. I rubbed it and then shook my head to get rid of the discomfort that affected both my body and my mind.

When he looked at it again, Allen, who was no longer bothered by it, estimated the intensity of the impact of looking directly at it. He judged that if it were an ordinary mortal wizard, he would have to dig out his eyes before he woke up...

This deformed skull face stood abruptly on top of the stretched and twisted basilisk-like body, as if it had noticed the floating ship. The hollow face stared at him with a hateful expression of doubt and questioning - its spirit was full of energy. A hatred of the outside world.

And when the wizard, who was considered the savior of the world, looked into the eyes of the darkness that was actually empty but full of cunning, fear flowed through every vein in his veins - even he was not considered to be one in theory now. A mortal.

Allen tightened his grip on the staff in his hand. He knew that this was the goal of his trip. Different from the previous incarnation, Haierbo directly showed his true body this time.

The floating ship slowed down and hovered in front of this monster. The black mist trembled violently, spinning and floating around the huge skull. The huge basilisk's body swayed in the black mist, and finally Completely surrounded by black mist.

Allen did not let the undead army, which was essentially just to comfort the living, accompany him. Instead, he floated down from the floating ship and landed on this gray and joyless land. Only then did he feel the giant thing in front of him. It is causing stronger earthquakes on the ground.

And as Allen landed, it was like a switch was pressed, and like a cocoon being broken open, the black mist gathered and collapsed from all sides, and finally turned back into a human form, with the old man's facial features like an aggressive ram clinging to him. The snake-shaped staff walked out of it, and the danger in his eyes before was restrained into eyes that now revealed a kind of arrogance and etiquette.

Allen keenly noticed that the other party's appearance was different when they first met. The other old ancient Greek-style clothes on his body were different. The shimmering black cloak on his body was particularly eye-catching.

"Mr. Alan Harris...Oh, I'm sorry, Your Majesty Harris...you finally came back to my land to be a guest..." It was as if there was something stuck in the throat, hoarse, depressing and slow, as if it could shock the living beings and make them unable to distinguish between men and women. The voice sounded from Haierbo's mouth, "Actually, before you came in, I always thought that you would stay in your fiefdom."

"It's shameful to escape, but I don't mind it if it's useful." Allen spread his hands and shrugged, "But now it seems that you are not as 'acceptable and able to correct your mistakes' and loyal to your duties as you showed before... But your accent It’s really improved a lot.”

"I managed to get a TV from your company and learned a lot of new things, whether it's wizard or Muggle... It's just a bit troublesome for me to ensure that the signal has to be maintained by myself... Speaking of your accusation... it's like For tumors that are considered terminal diseases for Muggles, radiotherapy and chemotherapy will kill things that shouldn't die now, but they can save the entire life..." The hand of the God of Death with a wide silver ring rested on a cobra-shaped crutch. , seemed to respond calmly to Allen's words, "But before we get down to business, Your Majesty Harris, you invited me to a brownie cake in Diagon Alley last time... Although it tasted very good, I told you at the time It's not as delicious as the baklava in our country... But I remember your expression seemed to disapprove of it, so when I went to the mortal world some time ago, I specially asked my clone to make some by myself... I can ask you to try it first, and listen by the way. Do you listen to my proposal?"