November
rain
“And
when
your
fears
subside，and
shadows
still
Remain... we
still
can
find
a
way,
Cause
nothing
lasts
forever,
even
cold
November
Rain... "
When Kamia climbed in through the window, the boy was sitting on the bed and playing the guitar. The table and bed were piled with parchments and books,
She raised her eyebrows and jumped in,
Kamia said casually, "Don't
you
think
that
you
need
somebody？”
A little dissatisfied with the water vapor brought in by the female professor, Harry put the guitar aside,
Wrinkled his nose, "Not
you。”
Kamia didn't care,
She sat down at the table,
She picked up the parchments that Harry spread out on the table and flipped through them. She was still in the mood to chat, "I didn't know you were a fan of Gunflower."
"I didn't know that Lovecraft and Mrs. Lovegood were old friends.
It's an old acquaintance. " Harry rolled his eyes, sat up against the quilt, grabbed a "Crazy Mountain" book by the pillow and threw it at Kamia.
Kamia reached out and caught it,
Then looked at Harry and smiled, "Well... So, you found out the truth. Congratulations, Coca Cola ~"
Harry looked at Kamia for a while with no expression on his face. Suddenly, he pulled out his magic wand from the quilt, "Take Soul and Mind!"
Kamia didn't even move her fingers,
Harry's magic spell was bounced back and finally hit the wall, hitting a piece of lime on the ground.
"Sure enough." Harry shrugged, "Did you also set up Bart's memory barrier?"
"No, that's the self-defense mechanism of time to avoid the destruction of the timeline." Kamia chuckled, "As for you and me... Harry Potter, we are protected by the Tower of Babel!"
Harry lay down completely, looked at the ceiling and breathed a long sigh of relief. He heard the sound of rain all over the room.
"So, tell me, Kamia, about the Tower of Babel."
Kamia scratched her hair, a little at a loss, "Where to start? Uh, why don't we start with the symbol that you're most interested in? "
She drew a triangle, a circle, and a straight line in the air with her wand. The female professor explained slowly, "As you have guessed, this symbol is the mark of the Tower of Babel. It symbolizes three worlds, not three people, but three worlds."
"A long, long time ago, when the world was still young … Ahem, to be precise, before all the laws and theorems appeared, light and darkness, reason and emotion, sorrow and joy were all mixed together. The whole world was like a pot of overcooked oatmeal. It was not until the Library of Babel appeared, Harry Potter, and the appearance of symbols, words, and languages that the world became stable. You have never asked me what the Library of Babel is. Now, I will tell you that it is a collection, an absolute collection of time and space. All the stories that have happened in time and space are recorded here. The people in the stories that you said are fake to me, but on the contrary, everything that exists in the Library of Babel is real."
"You..."
"Yes, Harry, Jia Mei is not only the librarian, but also the library itself." After a pause, Kamia continued to explain, "At the same time as the library, the Border of Chaos and the Border of Nothingness also appeared. The Border of Chaos is the gathering place of all the broken time and space. There is no past or future, and there is no complete story. It is a broken glass-like world with countless broken wreckage floating in the void, like a nebula floating in the universe, and a metal tree growing straight out of the chaos. The master of the Border of Chaos lives on this tree. His name is Oulopolos, also known as the Prisoner of Time. "
"Time?"
"Yes, the Prisoner of Time. He is a guy trapped in his own timeline. You know, the Ouroboros, the World Serpent, the Jemengard, the Mobius Organisation... Oulopolos is a complete madman. He is not as lucky as us." Kamia seemed to sigh. "He committed suicide."
Harry did not ask anything, so Kamia continued after a pause, "Finally, there is the Border of Nothingness. It is a place I have never seen before, because... as its name suggests, nothingness. And nothingness and existence are a pair of contradictions, so it is a place we cannot set foot in. I have never been interested in it, but Maya..."
"What about Maya?"
"Maya has been observing the Border of Nothingness. He thought it was a threat to the library, and he was right." Kamia stared at Harry. "You asked me before what happened to the Library of Babel. Now I can tell you. The Library of Babel collapsed because of the riot at the Border of Nothingness. It wanted to devour all the stories in our collection — and it almost succeeded. Maya sealed the crack, but the library was still collapsing layer by layer. He asked me to take refuge at the Border of Chaos, but I... I wanted to help... "
Harry had a bad feeling.
"I took out the heart of the Library of Babel." Kamia smiled bitterly and used her wand to show the shape of a ruby in the void. "I wanted to use the power of the Heart of Babel to fight back against 'Nihon,' the Lord of the Border of Nothingness. But I overestimated myself and underestimated the power of the Heart of Babel. It not only expelled Nihon, but also killed Maya and tore Jia Mei apart..."
This was the collapse of the Library of Babel. Harry took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and said, "So, existence, nothingness, and time, that is the meaning of that symbol."
"Yes." Kamia drew the symbol again. "A triangle is a stable and orderly existence. A circle is a chaotic and disorderly nothingness. A straight line is an irreversible time."
After a moment of silence, Harry digested all the information and then asked, "So, where is the heart of the Tower of Babel?" This kind of awesome prop was generally something that both the protagonists and the antagonist in the story would fight for.
Kamia said, "In the library!" Seeing Harry's shocked eyes, Kamia was puzzled. "Didn't I say that it was the heart of the library? How could it be lost? Then why should I rebuild it? "
"..."
After calming down a little, Harry continued to ask, "So, what happened in the theater a few days ago?"
In fact, this was the direct reason for this conversation. Harry fainted on the stage that day. When he woke up, it was already November 1st, and Halloween was over. Every student he met when he went out looked at him and laughed. He was scared until he met Dumbledore in the cafeteria. The old principal also smiled at him happily while stroking his beard. "Hahaha, Harry, in fact, we can try a kilt occasionally!"
Harry burst into tears on the spot. So, in the distorted reality, he still played the role of Polly Garde?
It seemed that no one remembered what happened on October 31st, including the cast and crew. Harry only saw that the relationship between Ron and Drac was finally not as tense as before. Pansy was unexpectedly much closer to Hermione. Luna was still so extraordinary. Ginny... Ginny's voice was fine, and her obsession was gone. At least, Harry did not find the Weisles girl playing dangerous games on the tower.
It was as if someone had fine-tuned the world, and everything was adjusted according to Harry's wishes.
"Tell me first, did you drug Ginny?" Kamia asked seriously.
"... It was me." The magic potion was obtained from Snape's cellar. Since some strange nights, Harry had unimpeded access to Snape's cellar.
"I knew it!" Kamia gritted her teeth. "And you did it during the rehearsal, when I was called to the meeting!"
Touching his nose, Harry felt wronged. "I didn't expect you to be called to the meeting." And he did not intend to make Ginny speechless. At most, he drugged Ginny to make her voice temporarily hoarse.
The problem was that there were others who did not want Ginny to go on stage.
Kamia did not intend to dwell on Ginny's matter anymore. "Whatever. Anyway, she's not the person who can really rebuild the library. She's just a reader." Seeing Harry's confusion, Kamia lazily added, "She just has superhuman perception. She understands the story, that's all."
Staring at Harry, Kamia looked inexplicable. "But you can turn the story into reality. When you stand on the stage, when you enter the story, you don't pull yourself in, but bring the story out."
Harry felt a chill down his spine and thought of Rossi. "That day... What did you see?"
Kamia's eyes were sharp. "We saw an extra person suddenly appear on the stage. Then, there was a crack. All the characters and plots in the story wanted to come out. I wanted to open the library and guide it in, but someone was one step ahead of me. "
"The disciple?"
"Jean Grey and the disciple. They were the first to rush up. Jean tried to pull you back to reality, and the disciple blocked the crack with his body and sucked in the world you created out of thin air. "
Harry's face was a little pale. "If... if you didn't stop me, what would have happened?"
"I don't know." Kamia was expressionless. "Maybe it was just a modification of the setting, or maybe the whole story was turned over, or maybe... it was another collapse. I don't know. "
The female professor walked back to the window. "I don't know what will happen, so Harry Potter, be careful. Don't destroy this world."
Harry was still lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling. Before Kamia stepped out of the window, he suddenly asked, "The mermaid disappeared, did you know?"
Looking back at Harry with a little surprise, Kamia frowned.
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