This endless world

Ministry of Magic, Department of Mysteries.

"This is it."

As a government agency in the British wizarding world, the Ministry of Magic's level of vigilance is not as high as that of Hogwarts, but it is still at the highest level... However, with the cooperation of the two magic masters Dumbledore and Grindelwald, No matter what kind of defensive magic it is, it is useless. It didn't take much time at all for the group of people to arrive at the black door leading to the Department of Mysteries.

Grindelwald stared at the simple black door. Even he, who had been imprisoned in New Mengadri for decades, had heard of the name here: "Department of Mysteries. Legend has it that it is the origin of magic. Magic flows out from here... If the rumors about it are even remotely credible, then what Voldemort can draw from it is terrifying."

"Even so, it's something we have to do."

Dumbledore glanced at Grindelwald and Scorpius Malfoy standing beside him, then at the three people from the Central Continent team, and then pushed open the black door in front of him without hesitation.

——Behind the door is black.

Not a metaphor, but a fact. Everything here, including the ceiling, floor and the twelve doors in front of you, are all black and exactly the same, with no marks or handles. The only light source around was some candles with blue flames. The cold, flickering weak candlelight reflected on the bright marble floor, making the floor look like a pool of black water.

"So we have twelve options."

Grindelwald, who then stepped over the threshold, looked at the door in front of him and shrugged his shoulders: "Albus, which door do you think Voldemort will hide in?"

"He has one and only one goal in life, and that is to defeat death."

Before Dumbledore could speak, Yang Yun answered this question in advance. Even without Chu Xuan's reminder, he could come up with the answer on his own: "Whether it's a Horcrux or something else. Everything he wants to get Everything is a process of working hard to achieve the goal of 'defeating death'."

"That's right, so we have to go to the Hall of Death." Dumbledore glanced at Yang Yun and nodded: "But the doors of the Department of Mysteries all have ancient magic. I'm afraid we have to try it one by one..."

"No need to bother, I'll do it."

Chu Xuan spoke, and at some point a strange prop appeared in his hand. It looked like some kind of compass, and seemed to be a strange Bagua-shaped compass. As Chu Xuan pressed the prop in his hand a few times and muttered words, and matched with the current atmosphere, it was as if he was a gold-touching captain with a unique skill and was making preliminary preparations.

But Yang Yun understood that Chu Xuan would never do useless work. Sure enough, a few seconds later, the Bagua compass in Chu Xuan's hand emitted a ray of light and was firmly locked on one of the doors. He immediately took a few steps forward and pushed the door straight open.

Behind the door is a square room with a sunken center, forming a huge stone pit. Stone steps surround the entire house, like stone benches, gradually descending step by step. Each step is very steep, like a lecture theater... And in the center, there is an arch on a stone platform with hanging hangings on it. A tattered black curtain.

"This is it, the Hall of Death."

Dumbledore, who recognized the things at the back of the hall, walked in. His eyes immediately locked on the curtain in the center. Although the air here was cold and there was no wind, it was swaying gently, as if it had just been been touched.

At the same time, everyone who entered the hall had a strange feeling in their hearts. Someone must be standing behind the curtain, or on the other side of the arch. There was also a faint whisper and... The muttering... It was as if the curtain had some powerful temptation to let people pass through it.

"Okay, the curtain of life and death, the temptation of death." Grindelwald blinked, and as he was well-informed, he naturally understood what the thing in front of him was: "Is there such a thing in the British Ministry of Magic? "

"...Yes, the curtain that divides life and death."

Dumbledore also stared at the curtains on the arch. After a long time, he exhaled. At the same time, he reached out to grab Scorpius, who had unknowingly taken two steps towards the steps, and asked him to come back to his senses: "What if? The closest place to death that allows Tom to glimpse the secrets of life and death is here.”

"In other words, Voldemort is behind here, right?"

Compared with the three wizards, the reaction of the three reincarnations of the Zhongzhou team was much smaller, but even with the mental shielding effect, Yang Yun could still feel that the world behind the curtain was attracting him: " Chu Xuan, you..."

Chu Xuan put away the props he made calmly, and there was a flash of light above his head: "After protecting your body with true energy and life energy, you can overcome this obstacle, and I have the core of Nether With protection, you can also enter this arch."

"...That seems to be my Nether core, right?" Yang Yun asked uncertainly.

“With it in my hands, it can play a bigger role.”

Chu Xuan breezed through the matter of the Nese Core, and then looked at the three people on the other side: "You should also know the conditions that must be met if you want to cross the boundary between life and death."

"The story of the Three Hallows of Death... The person who collects the three Hallows will become the master of Death." Grindelwald murmured.

"It is not the master of Death, but the qualification to meet the God of Death." Chu Xuan corrected Grindelwald calmly: "In other words, the qualification to meet 'Death' is the qualification to enter."

The next moment, two questioning eyes were cast on Dumbledore, and after thinking for a few seconds, Dumbledore asked: "Scorpius, take the Invisibility Cloak and the Resurrection Stone with you. ?”

"Yes, principal."

Scorpius quickly took out two other Deathly Hallows from his pocket and wanted to hand them to Dumbledore, but Dumbledore just shook his head, pushed the two Deathly Hallows back to him, and said: " Say the disarming spell over me."

"Albus?"

Grindelwald made a surprised sound: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I know that I have betrayed the trust of young people twice, and when the opportunity for a third choice is presented to me, I cannot again feel that I can do it all... We are old, Garrett, we are all We are old, and the future no longer belongs to us.”

Grindelwald and Dumbledore looked at each other, and seeing the power hidden in Dumbledore's eyes, after a moment, the former holder of the Elder Wand looked away and whispered: "Okay. Well, Albus, you are right, you are always right, if this is your decision..."

"That's it."

Dumbledore nodded with satisfaction, walked up to Scorpius, who was a little overwhelmed, patted him on the shoulder and said: "If I have learned anything over the years, it is to believe in myself... to have the courage to break fate. and prophetic courage.”

"Go and break that so-called 'curse', Scorpius, I'm proud of you."

"Wise choice."

Chu Xuan left a word and walked down the steps. The Nether Core was spinning above his head. Countless 0s and 1s surrounded him, protecting his body as he stepped into the arch.

“What can end everything is in the future, not in the past.”

Yang Yun also nodded, and green light appeared around his body: "Now is that time."

After saying that, Yang Yun turned around and stepped into the arch for the second time.

Behind him, the light of the disarming spell lit up. (End of chapter)