The cemetery was deserted.
Only the sound of leaves cracking under Harry's feet, and the tombstones were as many as usual.
Some were new, some were old, but the tombstones were empty.
There was no name of the deceased, only a cold reflection of the late autumn sunlight.
It made Harry feel cold all over.
Relying on his memory, he walked to the tombstone.
Harry waved his wand.
The names of James and Lily, as well as their birth and death years, reappeared. He waved his wand again.
A small lily circle was placed in front of the tombstone, not covering their epitaph: The last enemy to be destroyed is death.
Magneto, who was following behind the two of them, saw the names on the tombstone.
He was shocked to find that it was the tombstone of Harry's parents.
Looking up at the wordless tombstones in the cemetery, he could not help but fall into deep thought.
Harry did not stay here for long.
He turned and walked out of the cemetery.
Passing through a not-too-long, not-too-short avenue,
He came to the square in the center of the village. The square was not big, and the most eye-catching thing was the obelisk in the center. Under the obelisk, there was a couple in love.
There were children playing.
There was an old man taking a slow walk. There was nothing on the tombstone. There was no honor.
There was no history.
Harry suppressed the anger in his chest that was almost overflowing. He waved his wand for the third time, and a line of words appeared on the tombstone.
Death is just another great adventure.
Magneto could not help but repeat this sentence. Snape lowered his eyelids and stared at the seemingly calm boy.
Harry just lowered his head. "Professor, let's go to Hogwarts."
Harry had three regular routes to Hogwarts: the Hogwarts Express, the fireplace in Snape's house, and the secret passage in Hogsmeade.
The Hogwarts Express usually only ran during school and holidays, so it was understandable that it ran into a wall at Platform 9 and 3/4. Snape's fireplace was really only used for heating, probably because he had been away from home for a long time, so the passage was blocked. However, when the three of them walked from the end of the village to the end, they did not even see a big yellow dog at the entrance of the village. Their hearts were still cold.
"Let's go to the Screaming Shack!" Harry took a deep breath and continued to walk.
The Screaming Shack was still so shabby and gloomy that it didn't look like someone had come to repair it. But after prying open the floor, Harry found that someone had filled the hole in the ground. It was so tight that it looked like it had never been there.
Snape rudely stopped Harry from trying to dig a hole with his wand and shouted at him, "Enough, Potter! Are you going crazy here or are you going somewhere else? "
Harry stared at Snape with red eyes. "I'm going to... the Shack."
The Shack along the Otter River was Harry's second home. Before he became an adult, other than his adventures in Hogwarts, the Shack spent the best time in front of the fireplace in the Shack. Ron would play wizard chess with him, Hermione would be on the side, and Ginny would lie on Luna's lap, writing and drawing. The twins would use endless jokes and toys to liven up the atmosphere, and Percy would rush downstairs and try to throw his two younger brothers out during the most lively moments. Molly would brew a big pot of hot tea and let the children come over to eat biscuits. At that time, Arthur had finished working overtime and opened the door, eating half a plate of biscuits in one go.
But now, there was nothing left. The Shack was empty, and all the goblins in the garden had left. Harry had nothing but his memories.
He suddenly remembered, a long, long time ago, when he first came out of the reincarnation and fell in front of Jia Mei, the black-haired, black-clothed librarian was expressionless.
"Boring..." Harry muttered to himself. "This story is boring."
She gave him seven hundred and thirty-one lives, and then took away everything he had. There was no Godric Valley, no Hogwarts, no Shack... Harry Potter had nothing.
"I..." Harry looked down at his trembling hands. "I can..."
I can create the world.
I can bring Jaime and Lily back to life.
"I can..."
I exist. I am the Creator. I am the real Babel Library. I am...
"I am the world itself." Harry raised his head. His emerald eyes were unusually bright. Snape's heart skipped a beat.
But Harry could not see Snape's expression. He could only see the world.
This was the first time he was observing the world from the perspective of a librarian. The mountains and plains were emitting golden lines. Billions of golden lines were parallel and intertwined to form the texture of the world. Finally, they passed through the atmosphere and disappeared into the clouds. It was daytime, but he could still clearly distinguish the light of the stars through the light purple and light red clouds. They were densely packed and formed a constantly changing star chart. That was the secret language of the world, and now he could understand it.
The world was crying for help.
Harry heard the world's cry for help from the waves of the reeds that were blown by the breeze, from the stardust that was blowing in his face, and from the frequency of his heartbeat.
"I can..."
I can save you. Harry's breathing quickened.
With these hands, I can bring the fairies of Ireland back to the earth. I can bring back Perdifenlin and the fallen world. I can bring back the Hogwarts and Hogsmeade, the Shack and Godric Valley. I can bring back all the beautiful things that belong to magic, the past, and the golden age...
* Bang! *
"Snape, you —" What are you doing?!
Magneto watched Snape carry the unconscious Harry on his shoulder and then said expressionlessly, "I don't know what he's going to do, but I don't plan to let him do something he will regret in the future."
"Then what are we going to do now?"
The black-robed professor frowned slightly. "Let's go back to Marvel first."
Harry Potter, who had long complained that Superman's magic defense was zero, did not expect that he would be knocked down by a heavy hammer because his physical defense was close to zero. However, Snape's sudden attack did calm Harry down a little. He woke up from his chaotic thoughts, but he still did not want to open his eyes. He pretended to sleep on the Blackbird all the way. In fact, he took out the key and went into the library.
The library still looked like Godric Valley, but the area of destruction and blackness had expanded. As soon as Harry walked near Potter's old house, black ashes fell on his eyelashes. He pushed the door open and entered. The beautiful "library" was still lying on the recliner, reading.
"Goth makeup?"
With a pale face and sunken eyes, the "library" grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.
Harry sat down on another recliner next to the "library," facing a wall of newspapers. The newspapers were produced in different years, but they were all between 1980 and 1993. Harry was not in a hurry. He read them one by one carefully. After reading this wall, he turned the recliner around and looked at another wall. After reading all four walls, he lay down and looked at the ceiling.
The "library" sat on the side, motionless, and just looked at him with a sneer.
Until the last letter was engraved in his mind, Harry lay down on a row of book spines, exhaled a long breath, and then chuckled. "I mean, the end of the world — it still exists, right?"
The "library" did not speak, but used another hand to support its head, as if to signal Harry to continue.
"I mean, how can the universe expand infinitely? How can existence grow infinitely? This kind of infinite enlargement, on the scale of infinite time, won't it cause a collapse? — — Just like the Babel Library. "Harry blinked, as if he had found a good analogy.
However, the "library" still did not speak, and even yawned.
"Let's talk about humans. When an individual is forcibly brought into this world, they work, reproduce, enjoy, fantasize, and experience the senses. They numb themselves with love and responsibility, and then die without any choice. Human groups cooperate, fight, reproduce, and expand to form a civilization and culture. Then, just like the Mayan civilization, the civilization that is now in progress will eventually be forgotten. Even if they are lucky enough to spread the seeds to the Milky Way, beyond the Milky Way, in the restaurant at the end of the universe — everything will end at the moment of collapse. So, why do they still live like this? Why don't they stop reproducing and welcome the arrival of the end of the world hand in hand? "
Harry stood up slowly, looked at the similarly expressionless "library", and said softly, "Existence goes to nothingness in time."
Black ashes drifted in through the half-open window. The "library"'s face turned paler, but she laughed softly and coughed. She laughed so hard that her whole body slipped off the recliner.
Harry did not look at her again. Squeezing the key in his hand, he left the library.
After returning to school, the three of them immediately went to the principal's office to explain the situation in England to Professor X.
To sum it up in one sentence, "The entire magic community in England has disappeared." It was a shocking kidnapping.
Professor X's expression was unusually serious, "Harry, half an hour ago, Hank found another serious situation."
Hank, whose face was slightly blue, wanted to say something but stopped on second thought. In the end, under everyone's gaze, he said, "The American Association of Mages … has also disappeared." Seeing that Harry and Snape's expressions changed slightly, he added, "The address is still there, but … it's just a hotel. Maybe they have set up permissions for us?"
Professor X shook his head slightly, "I can't find any information about them even with my super brain."
Someone is modifying the settings. Harry thought dully in his head, Erasing the existence of the magic community means that someone is modifying the settings. However, one would have to obtain administrator rights to do so. Could a Virtual God really do that?
Professor X also seemed to be unusually tired. Magneto stepped forward and pressed a hand on his shoulder.
Snape lowered his head and saw that Harry seemed to be out of his wits. He frowned and said, "Potter, go back to the dormitory and lie down."
Harry nodded, but it took him two minutes to realize what Snape was talking about. Only then did he slowly turn around and leave the office under Professor X's gentle comforting voice.
Snape, who stayed behind, looked at Professor X expressionlessly for a while and said with a sneer, "I don't know what kind of agreement you have with Dumbledore, but now he's lost contact with the whole magic community, and Potter, the savior, is in an extremely unstable condition, and Mr. Lupin, who came with me, is precisely a black magic creature —"
"You don't have to say anymore." Professor X interrupted Snape, who was gnashing his teeth, and directly handed over the file on the side. "I don't know much about the situation. It's all here. Take a look for yourself."
Snape was stunned for a moment, then he raised his eyebrows and said, "I didn't know that Dumbledore's partner is so … secretive?"
What kind of person is this?! Professor X rubbed his aching temples and explained patiently, "It's not my idea alone. In fact, long before you came to New York, Dumbledore told me that in case of any major accident, Hogwarts and our school's partner would automatically become you. What he means is — Snape, congratulations, you are now promoted to Principal Snape. "
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