The curtains swayed gently, and Harry heard whispers in his ears. The voices floated over from the shadow of Death's Gate. He could not hear what they were saying. These voices were as illusory as the shadow of Death's Gate, but he knew it was the voice of the dead. Behind the gate was the Kingdom of the Dead, the world of the dead.
The whispers of Death's Gate mixed with the chanting of the Dark Wizards, and it was unpleasant to listen to.
Harry's scar began to hurt again. It was strange. The Lord Voldemort was not here, but Harry had a strong feeling that he was here.
He did not know why, but Harry had a feeling that the Lord Voldemort was here. In this building, he tried to find if the Lord Voldemort was hiding among the Dark Wizards, but he did not find anything. He only saw a lot of light, green and blue, intertwining with each other.
These magical energies collided in this building, and finally gathered on the two huge stone pillars next to the shadow of Death's Gate.
Harry was tied to it, and he felt that the pillar behind him seemed to be getting hotter. It seemed to be the temperature of magic.
The stone pillar began to fade, and in the shadow, the words that had been hidden by the wind appeared again.
On the opposite pillar, Harry saw the words: Death is not the end, the dead will not rest forever …
This was the spell to open Death's Gate. When Harry chanted the spell in front of the blueprint, the arch on the blueprint opened.
The opened arch seemed to be connected to another space, and that terrible monster …
I can't let the Dark Witch get the spell, and I can't let the Lord Voldemort open Death's Gate.
Harry thought. He hoped that the blue shadows that gathered would become stronger, so that they could suppress the Dark Witch's magic. But this time, the Dark Witch did not seem to be hurt. She was still casting, but her expression was very painful, and her delicate face was extremely distorted.
Harry had once seen a similar face on the cover of an ancient black magic book when he sneaked into the forbidden section of the library late at night.
Not in terms of appearance, but in terms of pain and malevolence. That was the sign of evil black magic.
Although the magic represented by the blue light could not stop the Black Witch this time, the words on the stone pillar were not very clear.
There was a force covering it, preventing the Black Witch from seeing the words on it. The voices coming from the Door of Death grew louder and louder. For a moment, Harry thought he could understand what the voices were saying. Then, he realized that it was the voice of the Black Witch.
"Souls of the past, the ancient power calls upon you, show your true face!" The Black Witch shouted, waving her wand.
As she moved, the intertwined blue and green light quickly gathered on the two stone pillars, and the stone pillars became brighter.
On the opposite stone pillar, Harry saw many orbs of light twining around it.
They changed into the shape of ghosts in human form, and in the next moment, they changed into shapeless orbs of light.
The blue light was helping the ghosts to gather together, while the green light was breaking them apart.
The Black Witch purposely left a gap to let in some blue light, and let the ghosts show themselves. This seemed to be her goal. Soon, a transparent ghost appeared next to Harry. It was an old man wearing an old-fashioned wizard robe, and there was an obvious Ravenclaw family emblem on his chest.
He glared at the Black Witch and shouted angrily, "Living people, get out of here! In the name of Ravenclaw, the secret of this door should not be revealed. "
"Ravenclaw, this is ridiculous. What is left of a wizard family that has been extinct for thousands of years? I can't even be bothered to dig it out from the rubbish heap." The Black Witch said, pointing her wand at the ghosts. "You have finally shown yourselves, stupid Ravenclaw ghosts. Go where you belong, you can no longer stop me."
"Get out of here, Witch. The secret of this door should not be revealed again."
"Hahaha, the secret that you have hidden for thousands of years belongs to me, ghosts." The Black Witch laughed. "How sad. You were sacrificed here because of your stupidity when you were alive. You lost your lives and became sacrifices for the Grim Reaper. You are useless after death. A bunch of brainless fools. You can no longer stop me from getting the spell."
"Get out of here. This door only represents death."
"Get out of here, living people!"
"Get out of here, ghosts!" The Black Witch shouted impatiently. She waved her wand again, and magic rushed towards the orbs of light on the stone pillars. However, the souls on the stone pillars did not dissipate. They entangled themselves even more tightly, resisting the Black Witch's spell.
"Get out of here. The ancient evil has arrived …"
"Get out of here. There is nothing you need behind that door."
"Shut up, stupid Ravenclaw ghosts. Don't even think of stopping me!" The Black Witch screamed. "I need more power!"
The chanting of the Dark Wizards on the steps below became louder and faster. The green light connecting the wands in their hands and the Black Witch's wand became thicker, and the shadow of the Death's Door floating in the air became clearer.
The Black Witch's power became stronger, but it was not enough!
"Not enough, not enough. I need more power!" She shouted again. "Release those souls!"
Following her command, countless translucent souls were released, and a milky white light shot up into the sky.
The souls let out a terrifying howl that struck directly at the soul and scattered in all directions.
"Hahaha, more souls, more power. Give everything to the master." The Black Witch shouted. "It's time, open the box!"
Open the box?!
What was the Black Witch talking about?
Why did she have to release so many souls by herself?
How did she collect these souls? Did she kill innocent people at will?
Harry wanted to think, but his scar was getting more and more painful.
This time, he did not see any illusions, and he did not enter Lord Voldemort's head.
He was firmly tied to the pillar, fixed in this terrible reality. He stared at the Black Witch with all his might, trying to figure out what was going on. Then he noticed that the Black Witch was looking at the stone pillar on the other side. Harry then realized what was going on.
Following her gaze, Harry saw the Dark Wizard standing under the opposite stone pillar open the box in his hand, revealing what was inside.
That was … the Statue of the Evil God!
There was no mistake. Although he could not see it clearly, Harry was sure.
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