The Death Knell

The soul of Ariana Dumbledore.

The soul of Lily Evans.

They walked out of the void under the black cloth smoothly, but it seemed that they had no consciousness of their own, and the translucent white spirits lowered their heads, looking confused.

After confirming that they were the two women, Su Ming gave Grindelwald a wink and asked the old man to handle it according to the established plan.

The main reason is that Lily needs to be brainwashed after she is resurrected, which is a little more troublesome, and she has to do it covertly.

The leaves of the snake tree and the bones of the two women were carried with him by the old man using the Traceless Stretching Charm. Su Ming also took out the pensieve in front of the owner. Of course, Dumbledore only stared at his sister's soul and was not interested at all. Mind that Su Ming stole this from his office.

The three of them took the two souls to the gravekeeper's hut in the distance.

"Okay, you still have a chance to ask questions."

Death withdrew the Resurrection Stone and the Elder Wand, and they were thrown into the shadows under the black cloth.

"Wait a moment, let me find an example." Su Ming asked the God of Death to wait for him, then turned and shouted to the lichs in the distance: "Whose test subject is rich? Give me a living one!"

So a Death Eater wearing a tattered black robe, who was unconscious due to excessive blood loss due to being bitten by skeletons, was thrown over.

Su Ming reached out and took it, holding it in his hand like a doll, and began to question the God of Death: "My question is, what determines the boundary of death? Is it the world itself? Or is it God or a concept?"

"I do not quite understand you."

The god of death floated in front of him, and the black cloth opened like bat wings. .

"Look, I'll take off his head."

Su Ming said, pulling out the unconscious Death Eater's head and throwing it in his hand, but the man was still alive, and there was no blood on his neck:

"I come from another universe. In many places, humans would die if they encountered this kind of situation, but that's not the case in this world. Their heads and hands can be removed and inserted at will."

After saying that, Su Ming pulled out the Death Eater's hands from the wrists. There was still no bleeding or injury, as if the space was disconnected.

"Huh? Isn't this common sense among humans?" Death asked back, as if he didn't feel anything was wrong.

"But look at this again."

Su Ming put his hands and head back on the Death Eater, threw the man on the dirt, then took out his gun and blasted his head with one shot.

The headless corpse spurted out a large amount of blood and brain matter, and bounced on the ground a few times like a fish out of water. Then it stopped moving and died completely.

"That's it." Deathstroke calmly put away his weapon and set his sights on the God of Death again: "The same thing is to disconnect the brain and body. Why are the results different? I know what kind of world this is, and I chose it from the beginning. The purpose I just want to know where is the 'upper limit of what a concept can control'? How do conceptual beings like you use this power?"

"..." The God of Death stopped talking.

"When you tried to kill me just now, in addition to targeting biological diseases and physiological systems, you used the most methods such as flames, explosions, impacts, etc. It felt more like you wanted to destroy the 'plastic villain', wasn't it? Huh? You'd better answer my question and don't try to deny it, because I probably guessed another weakness of yours."

Su Ming showed a friendly smile and stared at the God of Death quietly, waiting for the answer.

The black rag stopped moving, as if it was frozen in mid-air. After a while, Su Ming heard another sigh.

"Well, I'm not sure if there really are other worlds. Can my experience be applied to other similar existences? I hope I will admit defeat and I will tell you something, something that only a god can know... ....”

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In his sleep, Harry felt someone touching his head. His eyelids were heavy, but he could feel the sunlight from the outside shining on his face.

He couldn't remember what happened. Was it a dream?

After winning the trophy, he encountered Voldemort in the cemetery, saw Grindelwald and a group of skeletons, then his father and the professor, and finally, like a high-level paraplegic, he had a dream of having diarrhea while lying in bed...

is that true?

"Harry, are you awake?" came a female voice, very familiar, it was her mother's voice.

And this made him feel like he was still in a dream.

But then he heard Snape's voice again: "He should be awake, but he is weak due to diarrhea and dehydration last night and can't open his eyes. I can give him some medicine."

"No, Severus, just let him lie down for a while." Her mother's voice was very gentle, and she stopped her father: "Now I don't want him to drink anything anymore, go get me a chocolate frog. "

"I'll ask my colleagues for one."

Then there was the sound of Snape's footsteps leaving, walking very quickly as always.

Harry closed his eyes and was completely obsessed with his mother's hands in his dream. He didn't want to wake up at all, but wanted to spend more time with her.

However, he soon realized a problem.

These hands are tactile and warm!

Even in a dream, he had been unable to touch her in the past, not to mention that her soul was in a translucent state with no warmth at all.

He tried his best to open his eyes, and sure enough, his mother in reality was sitting by the bed with a smile, stroking his hair.

"Mom!" Harry didn't know where he got the strength to sit up suddenly and threw himself into her arms: "I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"No, good boy, it's me." Lily smiled and cried, hugging her son tightly.

Harry swallowed, his throat felt dry: "But you... are not..."

"Dead? Do you think you are meeting me in heaven?" Lily touched his head and said kindly: "Don't you recognize the Hogwarts infirmary? Then Ms. Pomfrey What? You were in a coma and had diarrhea last night. It was she and Fleur who took care of you. They even changed ten sheets."

Harry had a look of embarrassment on his face, so it wasn't a dream? It's over, it's such a shame.

But this is indeed the school hospital of Hogwarts. The tall windows can directly see the Quidditch pitch outside. There are even gifts on my bedside from my classmates, including Draco. Toilet seat with overprinted fire dragon pattern.

I just don’t know if this is ridicule or concern...

Lily continued to talk about the memories in her mind: "My soul has been imprisoned by Voldemort. I took advantage of his loophole to be able to meet you in my dream. But you should know the truth, right? I was with your father, Sif." Escaped with the help of Les..."

By the way, there’s more business!

Harry put his hands on his mother's shoulders and wanted to get up from the bed: "Where is the principal? I must tell Professor Dumbledore that Voldemort is back, and so is Grindelwald!"

An indescribable expression flashed across Lily's face, and she pulled Harry:

"No need to go, honey, we all know it. I need to tell you what happened last night. After you fainted from fear yesterday, the professors and Miss Granger arrived. They and Grindelwald and Voldemort A great battle broke out, and in the end Dumbledore and the two Dark Lords died together..."

As she spoke, she took out a copy of today's Daily Prophet from behind her back. He could see the activities on it. He didn't see Dumbledore, but he saw Hermione showing off her power, as if she was possessed by a god. Light, a few shots to kill Voldemort.

"No, it's impossible, Dumbledore is so strong..." Harry felt sad when he remembered that the principal had always been kind to him.

"People will always grow old one day. Since the principal has rushed to fight the enemies, he must have been mentally prepared." Lily comforted him and helped her weak son sit firmly.

Harry tried his best to remember something, but he felt that his memory seemed to be missing something: "What about those skeleton wizards I saw last night? They seem to be in the same group as Grindelwald?"

"There is no skeleton wizard, dear." Lily kissed Harry's forehead: "You were hit by Voldemort's death curse last night, and there were cemeteries around you. You had hallucinations. It's so pitiful. Mom will send you to Hog." Let’s buy something delicious in Maud Village? What do you want to eat?”

Harry felt something was wrong, but his stomach was empty and he couldn't think anymore. He hugged his mother and said, "Maybe it's really an illusion, but I don't want you to leave. I also want to attend the principal's funeral."

"Even if Fleur comes, are you still going to pester your mother?" Lily wiped her tears and turned Harry's face towards the door, where the French girl was standing pretty and smiling at him.

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"This ending may be the best."

In the corridor outside the school hospital, Professor Wilson was holding a cigarette and standing with Hermione. The little girl came with Fleur, and later she kept peeping on the door.

When she heard what the professor said, she turned around and waved her wand to release a series of magic enchantments such as sound insulation, people avoidance, and invisibility. Then she said with confidence:

“Do people really not need the truth?”

"If the truth is crueler than dreams, then I would rather give them dreams." Su Ming looked through the corridor window at the courtyard below, where students from various schools were preparing to leave.

Hermione drew back and sighed, tilting her head and thinking:

"I don't know if Sirius can accept the fact that Lily and Professor Snape are together."

"He will. I asked Dumbledore to write a farewell letter, a suicide note, before he left. The letter stated that Professor McGonagall should take over as the principal, and that Sirius should apologize to Snape." Su Ming spat out faintly. Taking a puff of smoke, he watched the wind blow through the treetops of the Forbidden Forest: "If it were you, would you go against your professor's last wish?"

The little girl shrugged, she already knew the answer: "So you handed Peter Pettigrew, who turned into a mouse, to Snape and asked him to kill that guy in front of Sirius and Lily, so Sirius now owes him Are you in love?"

Deathstroke turned back to face the infirmary: "Sirius's character weakness is his stupidity and loyalty. He is too good to his friends but too bad to others. However, after my arrangements and Harry's strong request from his mother and Snee If we are together, Sirius cannot object. I have already seen the outcome of the incident, so there is no need to pay attention to it anymore."

"Well, Sirius can see the mouse die, Professor McGonagall takes over as the headmaster, Professor Snape's family is reunited, and even the old man has his wish fulfilled. What about you?"

"I have got the answer. This world will be managed by you from now on, but that will be ten years later. Now you are still an apprentice." Su Ming put out the cigarette with his hand and put away the cigarette butt: "Pack it away. Do you have your luggage? We should go."

"Then can I come back often?" Hermione rubbed her face helplessly, like a kitten: "I always feel that Hogwarts Castle is alive. Maybe it is Ms. Ravenclaw's Horcrux. I want to investigate This. People originally said that Slytherin had a falling out with others and left, but no one knew where he went, and no one saw him again."

"Do you suspect that the other three killed him? Ravenclaw used this to split his soul? Although I think it is unlikely, it is good that you have your own topic and investigation direction... take this ." The professor put a spider totem into her hand: "Put it in the basement of your home. You can go home to eat or use the toilet. You are welcome to join the Sky Council, my good apprentice."