The scene inside the magic "whirlpool" was very strange. At the intersection of two spaces, the magic rune was at the center, and it was divided into two parts.
The ground was sunken, forming a bottomless pit. Countless clouds, scattered space fragments, and magic power gathered here to form the upper part of the "whirlpool", while the lower part was made of rolling soil and sand.
Everything in this collapsing space was collapsing around the rune.
Looking down from above, everything was clear, but Elwyn was not in the mood to see this amazing scene. His eyes were fixed on the figure in front of the magic rune formed by the three nameplates. It was Dumbledore!
Elwyn was sure that the figure was the principal himself, and not an illusion.
Why was Dumbledore there after disappearing for a long time?
What had he been through?
What was the situation now?
Elwyn had many questions to ask the principal, and too many things to say.
He quickly descended and plunged into the huge magic vortex that was surging ceaselessly.
The scene changed, and the scene in the "whirlpool" was different from the scene in the sky. Everything around was quickly replaced by white mist. The mist was neither hot nor cold, and it could not even be called mist.
It was just a kind of existence, a kind of flat, empty thing, very strange.
Elwyn quickly went down in the strange white mist, and the red light emitted by the rune guided him.
At first, he thought that he would find Dumbledore soon, but after a long time, the scene did not change. He still could not reach the red magic rune at the end of the white mist, and the restless magic power gradually calmed down.
Elwyn felt like he had entered the underground abyss of Azkaban. It was like he was trapped in a still cage, and no matter whether he went up or down, he could never reach the end. It seemed that this was not the space created by Herbo.
He continued to descend for a long time. Suddenly, a sound reached his ears from the unformed nothingness around him.
A faint sound of impact came from the fog in front of them.
Elwyn was very familiar with this sound. He had heard it not long ago in the magic that Ravenclaw left behind. This was the sound of magic colliding, and a large amount of magic was gathering in front.
Elwyn increased his speed of descending. He followed the sound forward and finally came to a circular red light. It stood in the space in front of him, and a large amount of magic gathered there. It was constantly making light colliding sounds, and he could even see the magic flowing through it.
Soon, Elwyn found the three nameplates at the edge of the red light.
This was the magic rune. Due to the overabundance of magic power, the red light emitted by the rune pattern itself was obscured.
This seemed to be the end of the fog. Elwyn looked around, but he still could not find Dumbledore. His gaze returned to the red runes in front of him. These red lights gathered together like water, rippling from time to time.
After staring at it for a while, Elwyn suddenly had a thought. The other side of the runes was the other shore, where the souls of the dead were.
He even saw something in that red light. Should he go over and take a look?
With this thought in mind, Elwyn reached out his hand …
"If you don't plan to really welcome death, then you better not do this!"
Elwyn suddenly turned around, and Albus Dumbledore was walking towards him from the fog. His back was straight, and his steps were light.
"Elwyn!" Dumbledore said with a smile. He opened his arms, and both of his hands were white and intact. "Outstanding child, you are much more outstanding than I thought. I left the coordinates for you, and I also thought that you might come here, but I could not be sure. After all, it is not easy to enter this space. You've done it. No, you've done more and better than I had imagined. Just like every time before, you've always been able to solve problems in your own way. "
"Professor!" Elwyn looked at the old headmaster's face, confirming that this was not magic or illusion.
Dumbledore's long silver hair and beard, the sharp blue eyes behind the half-moon glasses, the curved nose, everything was the same as he remembered. Even the robe he was wearing was the same as the night before he left.
However, the magic damage and curse left on his hands had disappeared. His current state …
"You are already dead?" Elwyn asked with uncertainty.
"Yes," Dumbledore said lightly.
"What is going on? What happened after you came here with the double snake cane?" Elwyn asked quickly.
"Don't get excited, Elwyn. This is my own choice!" Dumbledore said calmly, still smiling.
"I don't understand. You said before that you would come back, and I saw you in the future …"
"Only the unknown is the future!" Dumbledore said. "Strictly speaking, the time converter will not bring the user to the real future. This is the characteristic of time magic. Only the past is the fixed pattern. The future you see is only a possibility. It may or may not be realized. It doesn't seem to be the case now."
"But …"
"You don't want to discuss time magic with me, although it is indeed very interesting." Dumbledore said with a smile.
"Of course not. What happened after you came here? Why did you … die?" Elwyn said the last word with difficulty.
"As I said, this is my own choice." Dumbledore said casually, as if it was just a trivial matter. "Death is not the end, nor is it the end of all things. It is a new beginning. Only the wisest and most courageous wizards will face death calmly and continue on. That is where I should go."
He said, staring at the red runes in front of him.
"You know, Elwyn, with my state at that time, I could no longer use magic. Staying here would not be of much help." Dumbledore continued, "In fact, even without me, you have done well enough!"
"But … we need you, Professor!" Elwyn said eagerly. "Compared to a few months ago, the situation has become more complicated. Lord Voldemort has become stronger. We haven't found all of his soul vessels, but he has taken the old wand and the double snake cane. He may also have obtained the magic left by the despicable Hilbert, the one who transformed his body into an evil god! A thousand years ago, Hilbert didn't succeed, so he was defeated. If Voldemort is allowed to complete that spell, then no one will be a match for him. He will destroy everything … "
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