Chapter 1788: Dumbledore
The scene inside the magic "vortex" is particularly bizarre, at the intersection of the two spaces, it is divided into upper and lower parts with the spell rune as the center.
The ground caved into a bottomless crater, where countless clouds, scattered space debris, and churning magic gathered to form the upper part of the "whirlpool", and the corresponding lower half was made up of tumbling earth, sand, and stones.
Everything in this collapsing space is collapsing around that rune.
Looking down from the heights, everything was clear, but Evan didn't bother to look at the stunning picture, his eyes locked on the figure in front of the magic rune made of three nameplates, it was Dumbledore!
Evan was sure that the figure was the real Headmaster himself, not some illusion.
Why is Dumbledore, who has disappeared for a long time, there?
What did he go through?
What about now?
Evan had a lot of questions to ask the principal, and so much more to say.
He quickly descended, plunging headlong into a huge "maelstrom" of magic that was surging endlessly.
The scene changed, and the scenery in the "whirlpool" was different from what was observed above, and everything around was quickly replaced by a cloud-like white mist, which was neither hot nor cold, and could not even be called fog.
They're just a kind of existence, a flat, empty thing, very strange.
Aven scurried down in a strange white mist, the red glow of the runes guiding his way.
At first, he thought that he would find Dumbledore soon, but after a long time, the scene did not change, the red spell runes at the end of the white mist could not be reached, and the restless magic began to gradually calm down.
Evan had the feeling of entering the abyss beneath Azkaban, trapped in a still cage that would never reach the end, either up or down, and that this was no longer the space that Helpo had created.
He walked down for a long time, and suddenly, a voice reached his ears from the unformed nothingness around him.
There was a faint thud from the fog ahead.
Evan was familiar with the sound, he had heard it in the magic he had left behind in Ravenclaw not long ago: it was the sound of magic colliding, and a large amount of magic was gathering in front of him.
Evan sped up his descent as he followed the sound and finally came to a circular red light that stood erect in the space in front of him, where a large amount of mana gathered and made a slight collision sound, and even the mana could be seen flowing by.
Soon, Evan found the three nameplates at the edge of the red light.
It was the spell rune, and the red glow from the overabundance of mana obscured the rune pattern itself.
This seemed to be the end of the mist, and Evan looked around, still not finding Dumbledore, his gaze returning to the red runes in front of him, which gathered together like the surface of water, rippling from time to time.
After staring at it for a while, Aven suddenly had a thought, the other side of the rune was the other side, the place where the dead soul was.
He even saw something in that red light, and he should have gone over to take a look.
With that in mind, Evan reached forward......
"If you don't plan to actually face death, then you'd better not do it!"
Evan jerked around, and Albus Dumbledore was walking towards him through the mist, his back straight and his steps brisk.
"Aven!" Dumbledore said with a smile, opening his arms, both hands white and intact, "wonderful boy, you are much better than I thought, I left you the coordinates, and I thought that you might come here, but I am not sure, after all, it is not easy to enter this space." You did, no, you did more and better than I could have imagined, as amazing as every time before, and you always solved the problem in your own way. ”
"Professor!" Evan looked at the old headmaster's face, making sure it wasn't magic or an illusion.
Dumbledore's long, silver-white hair and beard, the sharp blue eyes behind the half-moon glasses, the crooked nose, everything was the same as he remembered, even the robes on his body were the same as the night before he left.
However, the magic damage and curse that had been left on his hand before were gone, and his current state was ......
"Are you dead?" asked Aven, uncertain.
"yes. Dumbledore said lightly.
"What the hell is going on, what happened when you came here with the Twin Snake Staffs?" Evan asked quickly.
"Don't get excited, Aven, it's my choice!" Dumbledore said calmly, still smiling on his face.
"I don't understand, you said you would come back before, and I've seen you in the future......"
"Only the unknown is the future!" Dumbledore said, "Strictly speaking, the time turner does not take the user to the real future, this is the nature of time magic, only the past is the certainty, the future you see is only a possibility, it may or may not be realized, and it is not seen now." ”
"But ......"
"You're not going to talk to me about time magic, but it's fun. Dumbledore said with a smile.
"Of course not, what happened to you after you came here, and why did it ...... Die?" Evan said the last word with difficulty.
"As I said, it's my own choice. Dumbledore said lightly, as if it were just a trivial matter, "Death is not the end, nor the end of all things, but a new beginning, only the wisest and most courageous wizards will face death calmly and keep going, and that is where I should go." ”
He said, staring at the red rune in front of him.
"You know, Aven, in my state at the time, I couldn't use magic anymore, and it wouldn't be of much help to stay around. Dumbledore continued, "Actually, you're doing well enough without me!"
"But...... We need you, Professor!" Evan said eagerly, "things are more complicated now than they were a few months ago, Voldemort is stronger, we haven't found all of his Horcruxes, but he's taken the Elder Wand and the Twin Snake Staff, and may have acquired the magic left behind by the dastardly Helpo, the one who transformed his body into an evil god!" Helmo didn't succeed a thousand years ago, everything would have been defeated, and if Voldemort had done that magic, there would have been no one to be his opponent, and he would have destroyed everything......"
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