All things are three at Hogwarts

"I remember... when you were still in fifth grade? Oh, so... you just graduated this year, right? You have achieved such impressive achievements and strength at a young age. You were comparable to this age when I was still a mortal. But you..." Death God Helbo looked a little emotional, "At that time, Ms. Ravenclaw was just a false god, and her power was obtained through deception and theft... My fight with you is just to fulfill my duties. .”

"But then she became a true god, and she never stopped making small moves like you." Allen disagreed with the God of Death's statement.

"I didn't expect that after nearly a thousand years of fighting, she would become a true god just over a year later... I chose to continue fighting because her power was still very weak as a new god... But now it seems I still look at the consequences of things with the old concept." Haierbo paused, "Being in the underworld for a long time has made me forget the mortal concept of time. With your help, this new god has become something I have never thought of. Speed ​​increases strength... I have to admit that by the time I found out, you had already become a big trouble... But if you continue to fight for us like this and develop into a true god-level battle... I think this is destined to be catastrophic for mortals. Behavior with consequences is actually unnecessary.”

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

"If you are still false gods and the chosen ones of false gods, then you are still mortals as far as my work is concerned... If mortals want to obtain power they should not have, or attempt to obtain true immortality, as a way to guide living beings in the right direction, When the time comes to return to the embrace of death, I naturally have the responsibility to stop it." Turning a blind eye to Allen's somewhat rude behavior, the God of Death, Herbo, raised his hand with a large silver ring and waved it, "And now Ms. Ravenclaw has Became a member of the True Gods. I think those of you who are familiar with that period of history also know that although the ancient True Gods were hostile due to conflicts in their clergy, most of them could still live in peace or not care about each other...", the words on both sides of his nose The nasolabial folds moved up impressively, "I know you gave many people the elixir of immortality, but just like I don't care about Nico Flamel, they will return to the embrace of death as time goes by... As for those who are closer to you, ask Ms. Ravenclaw to give them some magical power and make them become chosen ones. This will be considered a mortal thing for them... There is no need for me to take this kind of thing too seriously... "

Allen understood the intention shown by the Death God's proposal. What the other party meant was that in fact, the most fundamental conflict between them and the Death God Herbo ceased to exist after Luna was promoted to the true god.

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

Death's performance actually made Allen's heart even more angry, and he pursed his lips - in this way, the things that Death God Halbo did after that were purely motivated by his personal desires, like Flitwick The professor and so many wizards who died because of this were the victims.

As if seeing Allen's emotions, Death God Herbo suddenly patted his head as if enlightened, and then spread his palms flat. A gray soul energy group suddenly appeared on it, and Professor Filius Flitwick twisted and deformed. The face is looming in this mass of soul energy.

This energy ball fell to the ground and transformed into Professor Flitwick's normal body - but Professor Flitwick in his soul state appeared more gray and transparent in the space of the underworld. He was expressionless and unconscious. , and it was impossible to read any emotional changes on his face. Although it was not as painful as before, despair enveloped him, and the boundless despair became easier to detect.

"Then this is a meeting gift... let's be more honest with each other without this expression. After the duel competition held in my hometown, I knew that he was actually not that important to you... you know that I know..." Death God Haier Poe insinuated Allen's hypocrisy with interest, then shook his head and said, "My resurrection stone, I can tell that Ms. Ravenclaw has also poured her divine power into it, I think it must be complete." With the power of two powerful true gods, this little toy that was originally used to lure people to death has probably become a resurrection stone that truly has the ability to resurrect?" Haierbo opened the corners of his mouth, and his originally very stern face seemed to soften a little. , "But Mr. Harris, after you leave the underworld, remember to use it on your professor... Ms. Ravenclaw probably has the ability to project power into my world at the same time... and is not willing to consume it on him." Power, right?”

"If our negotiation goes smoothly, there is no need to waste strength, right?" Allen was not pretentious at all, and he didn't care about Death's sarcasm at all. He casually agreed, "It just so happens that my school can't do without him... At least everyone can Not used to it yet.”

What's important to this guy is that he was originally planning on how to get Professor Flitwick's soul back from the hands of the God of Death, Herbo, and now that the other party is willing to give it to him directly, it's not a loss anyway.

Seeing Allen say this, Death God Helbo turned his ram-like face directly to Professor Flitwick. He seemed to have noticed the other person's condition at this time and raised his eyebrows, and then said in a hoarse, depressed and slow voice without any fluctuation: " Undead half-blood goblin, you are free.”

The God of Death's lines seemed to use the power of his own law. Flitwick's soul, who was in the state of Death, regained control of his sanity. However, before he could grasp the current situation, Herbo opened a door in the air, and Flitwick's soul As if it was just an insignificant thing that could be given away casually, it drifted towards Allen involuntarily.

Only then did Flitwick's soul meet Allen's eyes in this gray world. The half-blood goblin's translucent face showed surprise. He wanted to open his mouth to speak but could not make any sound.

"You should hear my voice, Professor Flitwick, the state of the soul cannot last long in the mortal world..." Allen said softly to the Professor of Charms, "You are no longer in the trance between life and death. It’s time, you can’t transform into a ghost, and you can’t be resurrected if you transform into a ghost. I’m sorry, Filius...capture the soul..."