Godric Gryffindor, an outstanding warrior, an outstanding duelist, a great educator, and an excellent magical zoologist. In this field, he was very accomplished and could even communicate with many magical animals. His successor, Abusi Dumbledore, once showed Harry a skill: Communication with the Merfolk.
Gryffindor could indeed communicate with the Merfolk. He quickly admitted this and agreed to Harry's request. But before that, he said, "I found Delphine's location. Do you want to go and take a look? It's safer in the Black Forest at noon."
Compared to the Forbidden Forest a thousand years later, the Black Forest at this time was almost in a barbaric state. There were many dangerous magical creatures roaming around, such as the untamed Hippogriff and Thestrus Nigra. The Four Great Leaders had set up many warning spells around the Forbidden Forest, but they had yet to reach a peace agreement with the Black Forest. Gryffindor was the main representative sent by the wizards.
There was still some time before noon to rest. Snape borrowed a crucible and a lot of magic potions from Gryffindor and set up a temporary laboratory in the room. He set up four or five crucibles at the same time. Out of professional habit, he always carried a lot of magic potions with him when he went out. Harry had long been used to his style, so he helped him and answered some of the Potions Professor's questions at the same time.
"Why did you think of the Merfolk?" Snape woke up early in the morning and found that Harry and Gryffindor had already finalized some things. This efficiency almost made him unhappy.
Harry was trying his best to squeeze out the juice of the catalpa root, and he also had to be careful not to get splashed in his eyes. So when he was asked, he was stunned for a moment and then slowly answered, "Because there's foreshadowing … Professor, do you still remember the disappearance of the Merfolk in the Black Lake?"
Snape nodded and frowned at the same time. "There's also the disappearance of the octopuses and the migration of the centaurs."
"Kamia said that they are very sensitive creatures, more sensitive than wizards. They are closer to the natural magic world than we are, so before the crisis, they quietly left …" Harry bottled the juice and then stopped what he was doing. "But they left the Black Lake, where did they go?"
Snape roughly knew what Harry was talking about. "The Black Lake doesn't lead to the outside world. it's a magical body of water." Even if it led to the outside, in theory, it was unlikely that magical creatures would abandon the magic world and seek survival outside.
"This is the foreshadowing." Harry suddenly smiled. "If we count from the time I entered Hogwarts to the time when the situation developed to this day as an ongoing story, then the person who arranged the plot did have a foreshadowing, but it hasn't been used yet. Where are all the mermaids?"
He should have discovered it earlier. The so-called secret language of the world, the so-called cry for help of the world, the collapsing world, was indeed trying to save itself. It could not make a sound, but it was still trying to send a message, hoping to be heard. It did not want to die.
And those messages were indeed heard. Merlin heard it, Dumbledore heard it, the whole secret Phoenix Knights heard it … Ginny heard it, Luna heard it, Pandora heard it …
Ah, and maybe Deadpool. "Harry Potter … someone asked me to bring you a message." The mercenary with a strange smile said, "The Rose of Time … Harry, pay attention to the Rose of Time."
It had been trying to get in touch with Harry, but Harry, who was resisting the second identity, had closed his eyes and stopped listening. It was not until the Oulopolos was dismembered and the timeline began to become turbulent that it was able to use its greatest ability to arrange the chess pieces one by one and let them walk into their own destiny. It called it Force Majeure.
Now Harry could hear its voice: It's your turn. Now it's your job.
Am I allowed to slack off? Harry laughed bitterly in his heart as he complained.
He could not say that he was unfamiliar with this job. In fact, he seemed to have done it twice. In Gotham, he used Marvel's heroes to solve the DC crisis. In 2043, he used the fall of the Ming Dynasty's army in exchange for a confrontation with Nihon. He could do all these because he had the advantage of God's perspective.
And now, it had prepared the material again for Harry to write the script.
"Avalon Island did not disappear. It has always existed, but it was hidden from our sight, in a dimensional pocket." Harry picked up a pot of golden-shelled insects and said as he peeled the shells, "So the mermaids did not disappear, and there are also octopuses, centaurs … They are just more sensitive than us and escaped to Avalon early. That is the territory of the elves, and there are the purest magic elements."
"So you thought of asking Gryffindor to communicate with the mermaids and ask for the location of Avalon Island?" Snape felt that Potter's entire guess was' wishful thinking ', but it was still complete.
Harry shrugged. "I have to think of it this way. We do need Merlin to provide us with the help of space-time magic, but Merlin has most likely gone to Avalon Island, and Slytherin has taken away all the relevant information. In the entire Hogwarts, only Gryffindor can help us …"
Snape set several different temperatures in the crucibles, then placed his hands on the edge of the experiment table, stared at Harry and asked, "Why do we need Merlin to provide us with the help of space-time magic?"
Harry paused and said, "Maybe we can get the method to break the time loop from him."
"What happens after the time loop is broken?" Snape's tone was like he was correcting a Gryffindor student's potion homework. "Time will start flowing again after 1993?" At the same time, the barrier that blocked Nihon would be broken, and he would be able to invade unscrupulously.
Harry had already considered this point and had come up with a plan to deal with it. In fact, he had tested it again last night and confirmed that it was the best solution that could be thought of.
During the tragic competition where Sophocles appeared, Harry had asked Ginny a question: How could the Babel Trinity occupy the library just by existing? Was Jia Mei really the Library of Babel itself?
It was impossible. Existence, nothingness, and time coexisted. The Library of Babel could not just be attached to existence. This was a lie from the beginning to the end. The Library of Babel was not a projection of existence. It was a combination of existence, nothingness, and time. It was the world itself. It was a huge and magnificent truth, but at the same time, a fragile illusion.
The Library of Babel did not point to existence. The Library of Babel pointed to the sum. It was existence, nothingness, and time.
The Library of Babel had thrown out this riddle when they first met, but Harry did not realize the importance of the riddle at that time. But when he realized this, he shuddered at another riddle.
Existence, nothingness, and time. The Library, the Boundary of Nothingness, and the Boundary of Chaos. The Librarian, Nihon, and the Prisoner of Time. They are not a set of things in the same system, right? They are just nouns. They are just concepts. They are just nouns used to describe things. They are just definitions used to explain things.
"The Rose of Time," said Ginevra: When the story came to an end, we deconstructed everything, leaving only text and symbols.
But was that really the case? After losing the purpose and meaning, had we really lost the story? Then why did Ginevra still want to cross the river? Why did our world, in a roundabout way, still cry for help?
The trees in the wilderness still knew nothing about their own laws of growth. Harry could not get any answers. He only got a hint, a hint that was so arrogant that it made him tremble. After killing a noun, a definition, and a concept, would their meaning still exist? When Maya, Harry Potter, and the Oulopolos all died, would the world really disappear?
Harry was convinced that there must be a logical paradox, so the "optimal solution" always fell in his mind like a grass seed and eventually grew into a bush. The confrontation in the year 2043 was declared a failure due to the accident of the Oulopolos, but at the same time, the bush grew into a towering tree. Maya could not kill him, Maya could only wait for him to commit suicide.
Snape did not know about the storm in Harry's mind, but they were bound by the Blessing of Jia Mei, so the elder was sensitive to the undercurrent under the boy's calmness. He emphasized again and again.
"Potter, I'm not here to see you die."
Whoa, but this is the real deal, "Live from the Dead" Peng.
Harry smiled. He did not want to dwell on his own life for too long. Instead, he reminded the professor, "Professor, the pot of magic potion seems to be ready."
Snape seemed to be angered by Harry's calm smile. Or rather, he was angered by Potter's constant calmness. So, for the first time, the Potions Professor ignored the boiling potion and walked around the long table to Harry. He pointed his wand at the boy's throat and repeated in a low voice, "Potter, I'll say it again. I'm not here to see you die."
Harry was shocked by Snape's imposing manner, but only his eyebrows twitched. The smile on his face was still stubborn. The question that had been buried for a long time, the question that had been put aside for a long time, was finally raised.
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