Hiding in Hogwarts as a professor

The bright sunshine outside the window seemed to never stop, filling the entire ward with warm power.

Tver looked at this place with some reluctance.

The blue sky and white clouds, the bright sunshine, the small green plants on the table, and even the silent ECG monitor were all important forces that once supported his survival.

“Are you leaving?” he asked reluctantly.

“Um.”

Tver nodded slightly.

“The world still needs me. Although I really want to stay here and chat with you, but for…our ideals, I can’t indulge here.”

“What I understand is that I am selfish.” He was silent for a moment, then smiled.

“Of course, we are one, and I am also looking forward to it… looking forward to creating a better world with my own hands.”

After saying that, the two of them grinned in unison.

Under the sun, the self from the past and the him from the present embark on a journey towards the future with full youthful spirit.

Just like this bright world.

Yes, Tver has realized that this is his unique fantasy.

Perhaps, he had also complained about why he was so unlucky. Although the outside world was so wonderful, he had to be trapped in this small ward.

But for him, there is no place more worthy of his memory than here.

Death is just another great adventure.

This is the place that carries most of his memories. His life ended here and continued here.

And now, he wants to start from here again with a brand new self!

“Come on.”

In the dazzling white light, he was struggling on the hospital bed, but he clenched his fists firmly, and the gentle smile in Mo Che’s eyes became stronger.

“Um!”

Tver nodded seriously this time.

In an instant, the white light was like a corolla that bloomed instantly, covering everything in front of him.

After the light was no longer so dazzling, Tver blinked and confirmed that not only had he not returned to reality, but he was floating in a space that was so white that it was only white.

He looked here doubtfully.

There was nothing, no exit, not even anyone.

It stands to reason that the trance and illusion belongs to the edge area between life and death. If he dies, he should go directly to the world of the dead.

If he is not dead, he should be able to escape from the trance after gaining liberation.

This includes Harry in the plot and Malvolio in the past.

Why can’t it work when I get here? !

etc……

Tver seemed to remember something.

If this place belongs to a trance and fantasy, to a certain extent, it also belongs to the no-care zone of death.

For him, reconciling with himself here is just the first step, and most importantly, resolving his violation of the rules of death?

A hint of enlightenment gradually emerged in his heart, but before he could take action, a burst of lively sounds suddenly sounded.

“I just said he won’t sit back and wait for death. If we delay any longer, he will probably penetrate this place!” said a carefree voice.

“Come on, it was obviously you who suggested scaring him.” Another cold voice retorted angrily.

Just by listening to the voice, Tver could guess who the person who suddenly appeared was.

The four founders of Hogwarts!

There are not many people who can transcend death and have the strength to appear in the trance world. Apart from Dumbledore and the teacher, there are only four people who have the closest relationship with Tver.

To a certain extent, they are the initiators of Tver’s crossing!

“So,” he turned around helplessly, “Aren’t you going to give me an explanation?”

“Or is the so-called death curse actually just a prank on your part?”

He seemed to understand why Mr. Monte thought his badge was the key to all problems.

The important thing is not the badge, but the source of power above, which is the four founders who are laughing at him!

“You have mistaken the relationship between cause and effect, Twil.” Rowena Ravenclaw shook her head gently, and the smile on her face faded a little, but she still looked at Twil with earnest eyes.

“When we first made the badge, we didn’t expect that the final heir would be someone from another world.”

“In our imagination, it should be a wizard with outstanding talent. After experiencing various conflicts between the wizarding world and the Muggle world, he still cherishes the idea of ​​making the world a better place.”

“It’s not that your talent isn’t strong,” Godric explained quickly, “but that for such a young soul,

But to have such mature ideas is indeed beyond our expectations. ”

Rowena nodded in agreement.

“What’s even more surprising is that the rules of this world are against you because of your time travel. Therefore, in order to protect you, we have to turn the power of the badge into a protective ability.”

“But what makes us happy is that even so, your strength is enough to support your great ideals.”

Tver frowned, feeling as if he had lost something.

If there hadn’t been Voldemort’s curse, wouldn’t he have been able to punch Voldemort and kick Dumbledore by relying on the power of the badge?

“In other words, the so-called God of Death…”

“It’s the ingrained rules of this world.” Rowena said with certainty.

“At least, the four of us have never found where the God of Death is, if He really exists.”

This is in line with Turville’s long-standing conjecture. What he felt in the Death Hall of the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic was also the rule of death conveyed in the trance.

But the problem is, the rules are more difficult to deal with than the God of Death!

“If it’s the rules of this world, wouldn’t it be almost impossible for me to break them?” He asked with a frown.

But the four founders burst into laughter suddenly, as if he had told a funny joke.

Before Tver was laughed out of anger, Helga pursed her lips and hid some of the smile on her lips.

“Why do you think so?”

“The moment you came to this world, you were breaking the rules; from the moment you planned to change the world, you were already changing the rules of the world, and when you are freed from the past -”

“Tver…”

She and the other three founders all showed gentle smiles, and their eyes were full of expectations, relief, admiration and other emotions. They seemed to be very satisfied with Tver as their heir.

“You are the new controller of this world.”

“I always feel that this is how you lifted me up to this position.”

Tver muttered, looked at the founders who were looking at each other, and then smiled.

“Of course, I’d be happy to do that.”