From Kamal Taj to Hogwarts

On the Throne of Bones, the God of Death slowly raised his face shrouded in black mist and looked at Xiwen and his group with scarlet eyes.

"Despicable human beings, are you really going to use my treasures to fight me again?" The magnetic and deep voice of the God of Death resounded in the mirror space, bringing heavy pressure to the people present.

"Last time, I mistrusted three despicable humans. Those three ants betrayed me shamefully, took away my invisibility cloak, and used my power to seal their master here. Even now.

Just the same, you ignorant humans came here to harass me with my belongings and tried to seal me away."

"As expected, you, an inferior species, have always had the same despicable appearance since ancient times!"

"Your Majesty the God of Death, we just want to defend our home." Xiwen held up the sphere transformed from the invisibility cloak in his right hand and said to the God of Death in a cold voice. "What despicable means are you, an intruder, talking to us about?"

It’s so shameful, don’t you think it’s a little ridiculous?”

Upon hearing Xiwen's rebuttal, the God of Death remained silent, but the scarlet light in his eyes suddenly swayed.

The next moment, a heavy mental pressure swept over Xiwen's mind, as if there was another terrifying force that wanted to completely occupy Xiwen's spirit and consciousness!

"As a ghost, how do you dare to come in front of me?" Death smiled coldly and said in a condescending tone. "Ghost, use the sacred weapon in your hand to come and unlock my seal.

!”

A flash of red light suddenly flashed in Xiwen's eyes.

Dumbledore and several professors standing behind were shocked. They quickly stood in front of Sivan and continuously cast Happy Charm, Mind Refreshing Charm and other spells to restore his spirit on him, trying to neutralize Death's mental attack.

However, Xiwen is just a soul after all, and there are many spells that cannot have an effect on him. Most of those ineffective spells passed through his body and hit the air. Even a few can have an effect on ghosts.

The magic spell did not neutralize Death's mental offensive. Instead, the red light in Xiwen's eyes became stronger and stronger.

"I have to admit that it is really convenient for me to have ghosts in your world." The voice of the God of Death kept coming from the blood-red area. "Just stir up some negative emotions in their hearts."

Being able to use it for me is much easier than you despicable humans!"

Dumbledore and several other professors followed the sight of Death as they looked at the endless skeletons and transparent shadows scattered around the Throne of Bones, and their expressions gradually became a little dazed.

They suddenly realized that these skeletons and phantoms were the armies once controlled by the God of Death. They were either human remains controlled by necromancy, or ghosts whose minds were controlled. Without exception, they all had

It is a living life!

Thinking of this, the professors' faces became extremely ugly.

At this moment, Xiwen slowly raised his arm, silently drew a mysterious rune in front of him, and activated the Deathly Hallows in his hand to emit a slight light.

He seemed completely possessed by death.

"Haha." Looking at this scene, the God of Death smiled disdainfully. "I thought how capable this ghost who had ruined my plans many times was."

"Strange, wake up!" Dumbledore came to Sivan and shouted loudly, but received no response.

Principal Dippet frowned and said anxiously: "What should we do? Should we interrupt him with a magic spell targeting ghosts?"

Professor Mellors raised his wand, pointed it at Sivan hesitantly, and then put it down hesitantly.

"But if we interrupt Mr. Strange with a magic spell, his spirit will inevitably be traumatized, and then we will lose the opportunity to strengthen the seal today!" Professor Mellors said.

"Yes, I know." Principal Dippet took a few deep breaths and said with difficulty. "But if we don't interrupt him, are we going to let the God of Death escape from the seal now?!"

With that said, he raised his wand and pointed it at Xiwen.

"Wait a moment!"

Dumbledore suddenly stretched out his hand to block Principal Dippet's wand, looking strange.

"Albus?" Principal Dippet turned to look at Dumbledore and asked doubtfully.

Before Dumbledore could explain, Death's reaction confirmed Sivan's condition -

"Wait a minute, this is not a spell to unlock the seal, this is to strengthen the seal! Ghost, what are you doing?!" The God of Death was furious, the red light in his eyes beating wildly, "No, you are not a ghost,

You are a complete soul!”

"How dare you play tricks on me?" Death roared angrily.

The next moment, a huge space crack was torn open from the position of the dark gap in the mirror space.

Countless undead skeletons and ghosts with red eyes emerged from the cracks around the God of Death. They were ugly in appearance and crazy in movement. They rushed towards Xiwen desperately, like a large group of overcrowded and disgusting creatures.

Maggots.

At this moment, Xiwen stopped acting and immediately sped up the movements of his hands. From his eyes and movements, it was easy to see that he was extremely awake now. There was no trace of red light in his eyes, and he was not affected by the mental spell of the God of Death at all.

"Professors, cover me!" Xiwen said loudly.

When the professors saw Xiwen's performance, they immediately understood that he was deliberately acting to deceive the God of Death in order to seize the opportunity to strengthen the seal.

However, only Dumbledore among the professors saw Xiwen's flaw. In other words, Xiwen made a scissor hand gesture to Dumbledore while forming the seal, deliberately revealing a flaw to him to prevent himself from being exposed.

People interrupted.

"Don't worry, just reinforce the seal and leave the rest to us!"

Dumbledore nodded to Sivan, and then rushed towards the large number of skeletons and ghosts pouring out of the cracks.

Other professors also followed suit and stood in front of Xiwen.

A wizard who stands at the top of the magic world, plus several professors with extremely outstanding magic abilities, they stand together and immediately form an indestructible wall. The minions of the God of Death can't get past it at all!

Especially behind a few people is a dense rainforest with extremely rich vegetation. The site with many such plants immediately made Professor Bierley different. In the previous duels, his actual combat ability seemed to be relatively average, but this time he intercepted

, Professor Bierley finally had the conditions to use various methods to stimulate plants. Only one person wrapped most of the undead skeletons with vines, which relieved a lot of pressure on other professors.

The remaining professors did not hesitate to give in. They each used very gorgeous and extremely practical spells, transformations, potions and other magic to intercept the minions in front.

Because the God of Death thought he had controlled Xiwen, he delayed the best opportunity to separate his incarnation or project his projection to the outside world. By the time he realized it, the seal had gradually become stronger and could not allow him to use so many

The power is transmitted.

As time went by, even the space crack that Death had just opened slowly but surely shrank, and gradually, the speed at which the endless skeletons and ghosts poured out also slowed down.

Several professors worked together to force the minions of the God of Death behind the crack. Now, it is difficult for anything to come out of the different space and interfere with Xiwen.

Seeing this, the God of Death was completely helpless. He could only hold on to his superior attitude and said coldly: "You don't have my power, so you can't exert the true power of this sacred weapon. And I can break through it in a few years."

This crappy seal, when that time comes, I hope you won’t kneel down and beg me to forgive you!”

As the last crack in the space was completely closed, Xiwen put away the invisibility cloak and magic circle in his hands, and looked up at the face of the God of Death shrouded in layers of black mist.

"Then let us wait and see, Lord Death."

Xiwen stretched out his hand to smooth his hair that had become a little messy due to his urgent movements, and said with a chuckle.

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