From Kamal Taj to Hogwarts

"Trelawney, what have you done?"

Xiwen looked at the pool of bright red blood on the ground and exclaimed in shock.

He quickly took out the wand from his sleeve and chanted the "Vulur" spell.

However, just when the blood showed some signs of backflow, Trelawney suddenly closed her eyes and shouted in a cold voice:

"Take back your spell and leave me alone!"

"You are about to bleed dry! How can I ignore you?" Xiwen said anxiously, while the spell he chanted in his mouth basically did not stop, and continued to promote the operation of the healing spell.

"Rozier, I have been waiting for this day for a long time." Trelawney's voice suddenly became quiet, with a convincing power that slowly calmed Sivan's anxious mood.

."Believe me, I'm doing what I've foreseen, and it'll be okay!"

Xiwen looked at the witch in a pool of bright red blood in front of him in silence, and the voice of reciting incantations gradually became silent.

After losing the guiding effect of the healing spell, the blood that originally had a tendency to flow back suddenly fell back to the ground, and once again merged into a wider pool of blood.

At the same time, the blood overflowing from Trelawney's eyes gradually turned into a silvery liquid, pouring into the pool of blood like mercury. Its silvery color intertwined with the blood-red on the ground, forming a strange scene.

The next moment, the silver liquid suddenly connected together, and an extremely clear image slowly emerged in the pool of blood——

In a dry environment, the soil is exposed and sand dunes are everywhere, like a desolate desert.

A tall city stands in this desert oasis. It has a double-layered guard wall. The tall city wall has multiple layers of relief animal images made of colored glass, most of which are bulls and monsters with long necks and horns.

, the wall tiles have a blue background with ocher and green borders.

A young man with an eerily handsome face stood on the wall of the city with a feverish expression, looking at the endless desert below the city and the long river that cut through the desert, feeling excited.

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The screen stopped on the young man's face, and Xiwen slowly opened his eyes.

"Yes, it is indeed Riddle in the picture." He said in surprise.

The next moment, the picture disappeared, and then the silver liquid dripping from Trelawney's eyes disappeared into the air.

Later, before Xiven could be happy about getting Riddle's information, he suddenly remembered the state of the witch next to him, so he immediately turned his attention to Trelawney's closed eyes and asked worriedly: "

Are you okay, Trelawney?"

"I'm fine." Trelawney said to Sivan weakly, with no color on her face. "I'll ask you to help me with my treatment, Rozier."

Xiwen nodded heavily, waved his wand, and at the same time recited the healing spell repeatedly in his mouth, almost like a low singing voice——

"Quick healing...quick healing (Vulur...Vulur)..."

As Sivan recited, the pool of bright red blood Trelawny dropped on the ground miraculously floated upwards and flowed straight back into her eyes. And all the blood stained on her face also flowed back.

There is no trace of blood red left in the eyes.

However, there was no trace of silver liquid in the pool of blood flowing back into those strange eyes.

When Trelawney opened her eyes again, her strange silver eyes turned into a pure light gray. She no longer looked lonely and cold, and instead seemed to have a bit of vitality flourishing in them.

"Your eyes..." Xiwen asked blankly.

Trelawney's light gray eyes moved, seeming a little uncomfortable, and very slowly focused on Sivan.

"I seem... to finally be able to see you clearly, in a normal way..." She was a little stunned at first, then a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she said to Xiwen. "To tell you the truth, I'm waiting to become

This day has been too long for a normal person."

"Why is this happening to you? What price did you pay to fulfill this prophecy?!" Xiwen asked unacceptably.

"Is it a price? It's not a price to me." Trelawney smiled with relief, "I finally no longer have the ability to see through everything, and the various development trajectories of everything will be presented in my eyes.

It’s a feeling.”

"In fact, it makes me feel relaxed and natural. I no longer want to be a weirdo in the eyes of others."

"Don't you feel sorry?" Xiwen asked.

"There may be a little regret, but you will gain something if you give up!" Trelawney said with a relieved smile.

"But……"

Looking into her light gray eyes, Xiwen was speechless.

Trelawny, however, just changed the topic freely and changed the direction of the conversation to the plan itself that Sivan was concerned about.

"Don't worry about me yet," she said. "Time is running out, can you see where Riddle is now?"

"Well, I already understand." Xiwen nodded slightly and said.

"There is a region called Mesopotamia in ancient times in the Mesopotamian River Basin in Western Asia. It is also the place where the God of Death may have originated in European legends. I learned something about this place when I was investigating the God of Death," he explained.

"But now it seems that there should have been traces of the Death God's followers there, so some traces were discovered by the Muggle and magic circles. Through false rumors, it was gradually discovered that the Death God originated from Mesopotamia.

Rumors from the area.”

"So Riddle is where you said he is?" Trelawny asked.

"If I read it correctly, it should be true." Xiwen replied. "The architectural style of the Mesopotamia at that time was still very distinctive, and coupled with the current desert environment, it is relatively easy to identify."

"Then why don't you go find him quickly?!" Trelawney urged seriously. "Although I can no longer see what is happening in this world, I also know that every extra minute you delay,

People will suffer death for one more minute!"

Hearing her words, Xiwen nodded heavily, his eyes gradually becoming firmer.

He suddenly stood up and raised his hand, opening a dimensional door, leading to an area that was once a fertile land thousands of years ago, but now only a desert exists.

That is the place where the god of death once originated in ancient legends...

When he was about to step out of the golden circle of light, Xiwen paused slightly and said softly:

"Thank you for your help, Trelawney."

Then he stopped looking back and strode towards the tall city in front of him that was hidden by magic and hidden in the oasis.

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The sky in the Mesopotamian plain area seemed to be covered with a thick quilt, gloomy, and from time to time strong winds would roar, rolling up the gravel and stones in the desert, making this space miserable.

Walking further in front of where the magical power was sensed, an overwhelming thick black mist fell from the sky, carrying with it the hiss of death and the groans of all things, wreaking havoc.

Just when Xiwen touched the invisible barrier, countless dementors appeared out of thin air and appeared in front of him, seeming to swallow up his spirit.

Seeing this horrifying scene, Xiwen actually laughed with relief.

"It seems the location is correct." He smiled.

The next moment, a silver-white light suddenly shined around Xiwen, driving away all these dark creatures!

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