who moved my coffin

Another year has passed without knowing it.

Cyrus? The hapless? Former Imerton apprentice struggling to live his "Muggle" life in America.

Viddie? The unlucky? Former Voldemort patiently reconquered Death Eaters old and new in England.

Albus? In a good mood? Headmaster Dumbledore writes a gift to Geliott at Hogwarts, delivered by Fox Express.

Geliott? In a sweet mood? Grindelwald is in Nurmengard with peace of mind and strives for an early commutation of sentence and release from prison, and at the same time signs for Fox Express.

Mr. Lucius Malfoy successfully obtained an heir in June last year. He put most of his mind at home, and at the same time, he used an excuse to watch the strength of the new Death Eater master.

Severus? Support Vidi's attitude.

Mr. Robert Gale, who was exiled, decided to show his strengths as a "Muggle" in the United States to achieve self-reliance after breaking away from the family.

After the Sexus? Tsundere? Grindelwald kitten successfully graduated from Hogwarts, with the help of Heinrich Feldman, he established a British saint stronghold. At the same time, he received a private letter from the old devil king. Feng, began to intervene in the forces of the British doves.

Everyone has their own things to busy or worry about.

So what is Archmage Imerton doing?

To describe it with a sentence from a familiar novel: Imerton always felt that he was dead, and Imerton felt that he was about to rot.

In fact, Imerton, who should be dead and rotten, will never die, let alone rotten? Demigod? Imerton.

Except, never dead let alone rotten? Demigod Immorton's heart was lost again.

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The gods' rule over the Kingdom of God is absolute, and Imerton's mood indicates the weather in Hamnabtra.

During this period of time, the undead followers of Hamnabtra thought that what they were actually following was not Imerton, the high priest of Osiris, the god of death, but Imerton, the incarnation of Seth, the god of desert and destruction.

Because the oasis of Hamnaputra is shrinking, the land is dry and cracked, and every day is either a sandstorm or a tornado. The best weather is nothing but a sun-bathed weather without a trace of air fluctuation. It is ridiculous that Hamnabutla is hidden deep in the seabed , without sunlight penetration, the scorching weather represented the desolation and despair of the owner of the Kingdom of God, Imerton.

Imerton built the statues of his parents and the charming figure of Ansuna, and then surrounded himself with all the statues, holding the "Bible of the Dead" to summon.

For undead souls who have been saved or not, the call of the gods cannot be refused, especially the connection between the summoned person and the god who performed the call is close.

Imerton's family quickly responded to the call, and their statues turned into warm flesh. Ansuna hesitated for a moment, but obeyed Imerton's call.

Imerton sat on the high throne, hugged Ansuna's waist, drank fine wine, smiled and listened to the singing and dancing, and Ansuna continued to love each other. Dun's parents joined hands and whispered on the balcony.

All the undead who are willing to relocate to the kingdom of Imerton are delighted to find that the kingdom of god still retains the shadow of the most prosperous period of ancient Egypt, which is comparable to the strict hierarchy of the kingdom of gods built by the eternally solemn and solemn nine-pillar gods. Compared with Hamnabtra, Imerton's kingdom of God, it is full of freedom and randomness. Except for the fact that the kingdom of God is a bit small and the weather is always changing, the undead prefer the free atmosphere here.

Imerton easily won a group of beliefs, and his strength was supplemented and improved.

But singing and singing every night can't make up for a certain emptiness in the heart. People around Imerton are always saying praises for Imerton. Ansuna once again showed the tenderness and consideration of their love, surrounded by lovers and clansmen. Imerton recalled more and more frequently the tortuous resurrection experience in the past, and felt ironic and hypocritical when he saw those smiling faces again.

【Why, after so many things happened, they still live a life of hypocrisy and luxury as if nothing had happened? ] Emerton stood up dejectedly, waved his hands away those followers, gently put down the hand holding Ansuna's waist, turned and left indifferently, ignoring the mournful call behind him, and wandered in the kingdom of God in a daze throughout.

When the people of Emerton and Ansuna returned to Hamnabutra, the rain and the gentle breeze finally appeared in Hamnabutra, just when the undead thought that the soul of the gods had been nourished and comforted. At that time, Hamnabtra fell into drought again.

Imerton finally couldn't bear to build the statue of Cyrus, which took him the most time, because he still couldn't be sure to adopt the expression and image of Cyrus, because the little apprentice was always silly He said flattery against his will, but his face couldn't hide his thoughts at all.

Although it was difficult, it was still not difficult for the demigod. After the statue was completed, Imerton chanted the summoning spell again, 【I'll give you another chance, Cyrus, don't die so easily this time! ] Before the smiling expression lasted for two seconds, the statue turned into fly ash in front of his eyes. Imerton, who was dazed, recited the spell again in disbelief. Using the "Bible of the Dead" and the power of the godhead, even if his soul was scattered, he should It was only right that he could call Cyrus back, but the result surprised him again, this time he couldn't even build a statue successfully.

Imerton, who was sure that Cyrus was dead, didn't think about cheating death, because he was [-]% confident in his slave restraint, because he hadn't seen Dumbledore's phoenix.

On this day, the undead of Hamnabutra experienced the most brutal change of circumstances. Suddenly, Hamnabutla sounded a thunder out of thin air. In a Chinese saying, Imerton felt a thunderbolt from the blue sky and was stunned.

Then, the dark clouds covered the city, the black wind hit the city, and the dense darkness was like the coffin. The undead all went back to sleep in the coffin. Anyway, they have been mummies for more than 3000 years, so they don’t worry about waking up for a while. When the gods are in a low mood Sometimes, only a certain apprentice whose head was caught by the door would come to Imerton's side for a beating. Now that the apprentice is gone, the gods can feel depressed and depressed as much as they want, and no one will interrupt Emerton's masochistic.

Hamnabtra fell back into a lifeless twilight.

Emerton whipped up a gust of wind and rushed out of Hamnabutra. His actions caused another weird storm in the Bermuda area. The demigod Imerton with a depressed mood rolled up a huge submarine vortex and ocean like a lunatic. The air flow swept across the islands, triggering waves of strong typhoons, and finally came over the coast of Hawaii, USA.

Where no one was looking, Imerton's whirlwind of sand reunited the beach.

The bald high priest was still wearing his sparse but finely tailored Egyptian costume, stepping barefoot on the fine sand, Imerton walked slowly with some confusion.

"Hey, buddy, your swimming trunks are so cool!" Several guys with tanned chocolate-colored skin carrying a sampan happily passed by. blow kisses.

Imerton didn't bother to pay attention to them, Shang was still immersed in his emotions and walked forward unconsciously.

A low-pitched roar came from the sky, and Imerton couldn't help hearing it. It turned out that a large Muggle passenger plane was passing overhead. The Muggle plane in Imerton's memory was still the old British propeller plane, or It was a strange hot-air balloon spaceship. It was the first time he saw a shiny silver-white Boeing plane, which really made him stare at it for a while.

Thinking that it was curiosity that caused a throbbing in his heart, Imerton quickly turned his head and continued to walk aimlessly.

At the same time, Cyrus in the landing plane also felt a burst of heart palpitations. He couldn't help sweating, and grabbed the armrest of the plane nervously, "Damn, didn't I meet the "Death Comes" series again? It's strange, except for the first one. It was a plane crash, is there still a plane plot? God bless you, let me land safely!"

The kind old woman next to Cyrus patted the back of Cyrus's hand comfortingly, "Don't worry, boy, it's just the airflow when descending. I've been on many planes, don't worry, you're safe!"

Cyrus looked up and rolled his eyes, 【Old woman, if you have experienced what I have experienced this year, you will never have such thoughts! 】———Scene dividing line———

Robert Gale was wearing a pair of sunglasses, lying on a chair under a sun umbrella on the beach, admiring the beauties through the sunglasses, tasting chilled whiskey, relaxing and enjoying the Muggle way of vacation.

"I have to say, the boy Cyrus' suggestion is very good. So why didn't I realize that Muggle life is so interesting?" The large passenger plane landed towards the airport, "Well, the plane is not bad. When I was a wizard, the fireplace went to and from the fireplace, and my clothes were covered in soot. Although the Muggle plane is a bit slower, you can appreciate the beautiful stewardesses!"

"Sigh, Cyrus is an unlucky guy. The guy who kept clamoring for free travel finally disappeared, but I, the guy who was reluctant to be coaxed to the United States, got a blessing in disguise, hehe!" Robert smiled happily, Picking up the iced whiskey beside him, he took a sip slowly.

Suddenly, Robert's laziness glanced at a figure that shouldn't appear, and the whiskey suddenly choked up in his trachea, and he couldn't help but rolled down from the recliner with a loud cough.

"FUCK! Did you make a mistake? You don't even need to ignore the curse, and you appear swaggeringly in front of the Muggles. The magic pressure is flooding, and the breath is uneven. What country is this guy stupid? Don't choose a place with many people for a magic riot. Not afraid to recruit American Aurors!"

Staring wide-eyed at Imerton who was walking slowly on the coastline, Robert couldn't help swearing inwardly, crouching behind the simple recliner that couldn't block his sight, praying secretly that he wouldn't be affected.

"I said, do you know him?" A guy in an orange life jacket who looked like a coast guard looked at Mr. Robert Gale who was evasive and evasive with interest, and wanted to remind him of his exaggerated behavior and loud voice just now. The swearing exposed his identity as a wizard more conspicuously than Imerton.

Of course, as a qualified wizard Auror, Mr. Coastal Lifeguard cast the Ignore and Confusion Curse without any hassle, and is now standing behind Robert to watch the excitement.

"Go, how did I know that fool?" Robert waved his hand casually, asking Mr. Lifeguard to go away, "Go on while you are busy, I am fine here!"

"If you don't talk about sensitive words such as ignoring spells, Muggles, magic pressure, and magic riots so obviously, we won't care about you even if you walk on the coastline like the one opposite in your wizard robes, please. You, Mr. Wizard, please show your visa and keep your wand where I can see it. You know, these days, I have been smuggled into the wizarding sea in the United States, and Aurors are not good at it. Eat!" Slowly took out a thin suspected wand from the lifeguard's special whistle on his chest, and waved it in front of Robert's eyes like a threat.

Robert was suddenly dumbfounded, accepted the interrogation dejectedly, and secretly cursed the ostentatious bald wizard to be unlucky earlier.

After checking everything was correct, the lifeguard wizard shrugged and let Robert go. By the way, he said, "Welcome to Hawaii, have a nice holiday, Mr. Gale!"