Hogwarts time travel

Hall of Death.

There is a stepped sunken space in the middle of the hall, and there is a simple door in the middle of the space.

There is a white and broken veil floating on the door leaf, covering the scene inside the door.

The reason why this room is called the Hall of Death is because this door is the place where death and life are separated.

It is said that behind this door is the residence of the god of death, but for Luo Ya, this is no longer a legend.

Because he has determined that this is indeed the place leading to the residence of the god of death.

Loya stroked the pattern on the edge of the door and stepped into it.

The scenery in front of him twisted and changed, and soon turned into a magnificent hall.

Twelve giant pillars stand up from the ground to support the entire space, and various murals are carved on the walls in various styles, covering almost all the legends of civilizations.

Legends about death.

The strange thing is that there is a huge blank space in the east of the main hall, which looks very abrupt, and seems to have been erased by some magical power.

"You are really not afraid of death." A hoarse voice sounded.

Loya followed the sound and found that it was the sound of a dead bone on the throne in the center of the hall.

"Who is not afraid of death, but some things are more frightening than death." Luo Ya said lightly.

The dead bones struggled to stand up, and bloodshot blood grew from the bones, converging into muscles and tendons, gradually covering a layer of skin, and finally turned into a middle-aged man with a brown-red beard.

"Oh, I remember you." Loya said, he remembered that when he came to the Hall of Death for the first time, it was this middle-aged man who stopped him.

"I don't know what you're looking for, but I advise you not to look for it. No life is outside the jurisdiction of the God of Death." The middle-aged man warned.

"I'm curious, aren't you the projection of Death? Shouldn't you help him?" Loya said.

"I'm just giving some advice, and I didn't violate the rules of Death God." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

"And you can't find the god of death, he left a year ago, and I don't know where he is."

"Thank you for reminding me." Loya nodded politely, turned around suddenly, and waved lightly on the throne that the middle-aged man was sitting on.

"Crackling——" Along with the sound of the machine running, criss-crossing iron chains appeared in the space above the throne. These iron chains firmly trapped the middle-aged man, and some of the chains were even deeply trapped in it. In the body of a young man, he lives with flesh and blood.

The iron chain was vibrating constantly, as if it was resisting Loja's power, but these innocuous struggles had no power to fight back under the action of Loya's new power. In just an instant, the iron chain lost all its strength, just like ordinary iron chains. Like a chain hanging down to the ground.

The middle-aged man broke free from the iron chains lightly. He just pulled the iron chains buried in his body, and they were pulled out with flesh and blood, and the glaring blood flowed all over the floor.

"Thank you." The middle-aged man pursed his lips slightly, "If you want to find him, don't think about the material world, he won't be so stupid."

"Thank you again for the reminder." Luo Ya smiled back, but this smile made the middle-aged man feel a chill down his spine.

Why is it so like the smile of a predator to its prey?

This guy is like a monster disguised as a human!

On the other side, Luo Ya took the elevator of the Department of Mysteries again, and when the elevator went up, a soft female voice sounded.

"Minister's Office."

The Minister of Magic is still working in the office, and Moody, an Auror, works vigorously and personally, and his workload alone is almost more than the sum of the previous two terms.

Moody raised his head, looked left and right vigilantly, and seemed to have noticed Luo Ya's undisguised gaze.

But he didn't see Luo Ya's figure, and frowned suspiciously.

Moody thought for a moment, then rang the calling bell on the table.

"Minister Moody, what are your orders?" the secretary asked.

"Send a team of Aurors to search my office. I suspect that a dark wizard has arranged magic here."

With that said, Minister Moody stood up and strode outside, obviously not planning to stay here any longer.

There was a smile on the corner of Loya's mouth, the cautiousness of the Auror minister was beyond his expectation.

However, his absence does not hinder Roya from doing things. Loya sat in the seat originally belonged to Moody and opened a book.

Luo Ya has bought this book for a long time and has not read it.

Now that Luo Ya has completely obtained the power of the gods, he also faintly realized the reason why he bought this book.

It is the power of the present self that has influenced the past self, allowing myself to buy this book and carry it with me.

Title: "The Tales of Poet Beedou"

Turning to one of the most classic stories in it, it tells the story of the bet between Death and the three brothers.

The god of death gave them three items according to the wishes of the three brothers, but these all brought them bad luck. Only the youngest of the three brothers barely tied with the god of death and played tricks on him.

Although the three brothers lost in the result, Jiang, the youngest of the three brothers did gain the dignity that human beings can achieve in the process.

The Grim Reaper has always had a heart for this bet, and the wider the story spreads, the more he will lose face.

The essence of Loya's power seems to be time, but it is actually deeper.

Because his power is "story".

Time itself is like pearls left behind in the sea, and only the thread of the story can be used to string them all together. The power of Loya is the essential power that can travel through time.

Loya raised his hand, and a delicate boat appeared in his palm.

This boat of time, which came from the essence of time, is now finally his own.

As Loya has always guessed, Time Essence itself has given birth to its own sense of freedom, so naturally it would not fail to anticipate the possible forced destruction, leaving a backhand for itself.

This backhand itself needs a carrier. Loya's body has the blood of a prince, and his soul is also complicated and weird. He can successfully live in it and not be destroyed by Loya. Only this ship has infinite uses. The boat of time that cannot be discarded.

A milky white soul struggled in Loya's hands, constantly roaring with resentment.

"I just want to live, what's wrong with me? Why don't you leave me any way to survive? I have helped you in the past, right?"

"If the three-knife deal can be considered as a help, then it is true." Luo Ya looked indifferently, "Then, as to why I must kill you..."

"What does it have to do with you to destroy you?"

"Your survival hinders my survival. Although the probability is so small that it is almost negligible, I don't like possible accidents."

"The future I need doesn't allow for any surprises."