I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 462: Coffin of Consciousness·Desire of Life and Death

Zhang Xiaolin had a dream.

She dreamed that she had turned into a seed.

But it is the kind of dry embryo that is not even a dead seed.

Struggling painfully in a world without soil, rain, dew, or warmth.

She seemed to see that she had stretched out the buds, worked hard and tried her best, but there seemed to be a big hand in her mind, holding scissors, and easily cut off the buds that she had finally stretched out.

It seems to require her to look like what the other person expects.

Naturally, she couldn't fulfill the other party's wish, so she took out new sprouts again and again.

Then it was cut off, she grew again, then was cut off again.

Year after year, time seemed to pass for a long time, so long that she realized that she seemed to have lost something precious.

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"Are you really that relieved?"

Inside the Epang Palace.

In a palace called Zichen Palace.

Two wizards wearing elegant robes were sitting on the master's chair, playing chess and talking at the same time.

"Didn't Albus also send his most proud disciple?" The master picked up a cup of tea, sipped it, put it down, and then dropped the black energy from the chess jar. "If he's not worried, why should I be worried?"

"She is my best student. Do you think Xiao Lin is worse than others?"

"Everything in the Divine Grant Tower is unknown to us." Professor Zhang Qingqiu said with worry on his face: "Even Dumbledore can't know everything. Otherwise, the [War of Poseidon] will not happen. .”

"I believe her." The master once again played the chess piece and fell.

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Zhang Qingqiu raised his head and frowned slightly. "Your trust is so frightening."

"The Camelot has been missing for several days, and the Federation's search team has not found any clues. We must prepare for the worst."

“Qingqiu——” The Master raised his head and said gently, “Everything in the world seems to have been predestined with every sip and drink.

But the more important thing is our choice! "

In the hall, a three-foot-tall bronze cauldron was emitting hot smoke, and a scent of fragrance hit your nostrils.

It seems to be made of blue steel, with many strange runes engraved on its surface, and each rune reveals a vast aura.

The Master continued calmly: "It is our own choice to express our true selves, which is more important than our abilities."

"Do you know anything?" Professor Zhang Qingqiu asked urgently.

"No - I don't have that kind of talent." A smile filled the Master's face, "But some of the old guys in Chengtian Palace are proficient in the I Ching."

"I trust Xiao Lin - because of the fate she carries. She chose to be herself in the endless reincarnation. As long as she sticks to this belief, she will have the power to defeat the gods."

"You are playing riddles, and--I hate playing riddles the most." Professor Zhang Qingqiu said dissatisfied.

"Haha - I know, but you don't know, it's so happy." The master suddenly laughed heartlessly.

Professor Zhang Qingqiu's forehead was filled with blue veins.

"Okay -" Seeing that his old partner was about to violently overturn his chessboard, the master quickly stopped laughing, "The child will come back safely. I promise you.

Besides, I gave her something before leaving.

Those things will protect her. "

"Really? What did you give me?" Professor Zhang Qingqiu suppressed the twitching of the corners of his mouth, squeezed out a smile, and said gently.

"I?"

"I - I gave her all of Chang'an Imperial Academy!"

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Zhang Xiaolin’s dreams were intermittent.

The scene jumps quickly.

Many familiar scenes appeared and disappeared again and again, as if she was watching some kind of mixed-edited video.

A soft, ethereal voice sounded in my ears, like a goddess singing a cappella.

Then - she opened her eyes.

I saw a lavender sea.

A fish swam past her.

The scorching golden light cast a faint stripe on its ray-like body.

The lavender sea outlined by the light is filled with stars, like the remaining lights of a dying world.

Zhang Xiaolin stood up and looked at the sea in front of her.

The swimming fish swayed against the tide of nothingness, its purple flesh cutting through the water.

Like cutting through a mirror.

Countless swimming fish jumped onto the water, shining like sparks in front of our eyes.

With a 'pop' sound, it sank into the water again.

The light also dissipated instantly.

The girl was shocked by the magnificent scenery in front of her, and suddenly she felt something weighing heavily on her heart.

Countless thoughts were running wildly in her mind, pushing her to the edge of madness.

Miss Zhang had to close her eyes.

He looked around with his peripheral vision.

There are false stars in the sky, and there is an endless ocean below.

There was no one else present except her, not even the remaining warmth of Mr. Basil's left hand in her left hand.

She took a deep breath and calmed down.

It was obvious that the other party was here for her, and she isolated the others to other places in order to fight her one-on-one.

The girl tightened the folding fan in her hand. Fortunately, the wand was still there, and Zhang Xiaolin couldn't help but feel happy.

Although with her level of magic, she had no problem casting most spells without a wand, casting spells was always smoother and easier with a wand in hand.

At this moment, ripples suddenly appeared on the lavender sea.

The swimming fish began to gather, gather, twist—condensing and shrinking into something more easily discernible.

They reconstitute themselves into an elliptical sphere - shaped like a human head.

Next comes the body, and finally the limbs.

After a while, two figures floated down silently and hung in front of her.

Those were the images of two young wizards.

One has short red hair and is a boy who looks younger.

The other one has long black hair and is a girl, relatively older.

Both of them were wearing exquisite and expensive church vestments. Wearing a sacred tree-shaped crown, one black and one white, holding a long sword.

"What?" Zhang Xiaolin frowned, holding the folding fan against her chest and looking at the two people in front of her cautiously.

"The absconder——" the two servants of God spoke at the same time, "I will judge you."

"Huh?" Miss Zhang frowned and looked at the two servants of God with confused eyes.

"I control life—I am the blade of Ionia."

"I control death - I am Diana's blade."

The Servant of the God of Life was the first to attack.

His long sword shone brightly, its platinum color was like the sun, and when he struck with the sword, it was as if the sun was shining brightly.

Miss Zhang just took one look and knew that she would never escape, so she simply stopped running.