Although Harry had stayed at Marvel Academy for a while and had seen Thor the God of Thunder a few times, he had never had the chance — nor the idea — to ask Thor what the Bifrost that connected Asgard and the atrium looked like. But he thought that it was similar to the transparent bridge between the majestic giant trees in front of him.
Dusk was the time of the day when Harry's vision was the worst. Looking around, all he could see were layers of dim light and shadows, but the dusk on Avalon Island was clear and bright. When the sunset shone in at the right angle, the wooden house suddenly sparkled as if it had been sprinkled with gold dust. The waterfall flowing between one tree hole and another was as dazzling as flowing crystals, and the wooden bridge that extended in all directions suddenly became a wide and transparent passage, creating a cyberpunk illusion in a world full of primitive nature.
The fat donkey, which looked lazy in the horse farm, seemed to be influenced by the bright scene in front of it. It suddenly became energetic and urged Harry to get on the donkey (it was really awkward to say this) before it ran wildly on the passage. Harry grabbed the mane of the fat donkey's neck and felt the bright scenery flowing around him. Yes, flowing. Judging from the speed at which it disappeared behind them, the space they passed through in the passage was probably not synchronized with the space outside the passage. Surprisingly, Harry could still see every leaf that passed by them clearly. From the moment the sunset penetrated this strange world, the leaves were as green as if they were on fire, trying their best to show off their vigorous vitality, and those huge flowers that were so heavy that they looked like they were about to fall …
Ah!
Harry exhaled in between the high-speed gallops, and also let his brain, which was full of images, rest.
Since he was trapped in the Time Ring, he could not sense his ability as a manager. But at this time, there were almost two heartbeats echoing in his chest. One belonged to Harry Potter, and the other belonged to the golden key that had been invisible for a long time. It was hot, and it was the breath of the Babel God.
The breath that made Harry tense was the breath of the Oulopolos.
That's right, the island where time stopped. How could it have nothing to do with the story of being trapped in time? It was an island that was frozen in time. It was emitting the smell of the suicidal maniac from the beginning to the end. It was simply attracting Harry to come here.
The Dusk Passage only opened at a specific time. It did not have a specific stop, and could only be stopped at any time according to the wishes of the passerby. Ariel reined in the fat donkey and let the passage slowly stop, connecting to an open platform. This place seemed to be at the edge of the residential area. It was not as lively as the area they had come from. The branches and leaves of the giant trees were more lush and wild.
After Harry got off the fat donkey, he kept covering his eyes with his right hand.
Snape immediately noticed this and went forward to pry open his fingers, forcing him to raise his head to look at him. Then, he saw that the boy's deep green eyes were woven with golden threads, like the eyes of a frightened cat.
"What happened?"
Harry closed his eyes and waited for a long time until his eyes were no longer burning. Then, he opened them again. The golden threads faded, and the green returned, but the boy's face was still pale. "He's here. Oulopolos. "
The Time Prisoner's first suicide attempt failed, and he was torn to pieces. Harry had only seen one of the "timelines" of Kronos, and he had always thought that it was the most powerful "main soul" of Oulopolos, but now it seemed that there was also one on Avalon Island. It was quite a powerful one.
It had prepared the material and was just waiting for Harry to write the script.
But as a character in the play, Harry still couldn't calm down. This performance was strangely calm. He didn't recover until Ariel brought them across the platform and into a courtyard. It was the white-haired old man with the hammer and chisel who saw them first and got up to greet them.
"Daniel! And Allan! "The old man patted the sawdust off his body and walked over with a smile.
He was wearing the same wide gray robe as the Avalon Islanders. His short black hair had turned into long gray hair, and his beard, which was not short, was tied into a ponytail under his chin. In the time that they had spent together, he was already very different from the Merlin from three days ago. Only the warm and gentle smile on his face remained unchanged despite the hardships he had gone through.
Snape also noticed that there were several wooden tables of different styles in the courtyard, and judging from Merlin's movements before he got up, was he doing carpentry?
"Ariel, thank you for helping me bring my two old friends here." Merlin's next sentence confirmed Snape's guess. "But your wooden horse may be delayed for two days."
Ariel obviously didn't mind. "It's okay, I'm not in a hurry." Then he added, "But my Sally may be angry."
Merlin laughed. "Tell her to calm down. If she's too hot-tempered, the young man won't be able to handle it."
Seeing that Merlin and Siha had something to say, Ariel didn't say anything more. He laughed and walked away, leading the fat donkey away.
Harry came back to his senses and asked Merlin, "Who's Sally? Is she Ariel's sister? "
"No, it's a small wooden horse raised by his family. Ariel was afraid that she would be too lonely by herself, so he asked me to carve a companion for her," Merlin said as she led Siha and Selina into her residence. It was also a wooden house. The whole structure was hemispherical, with a few rooms separated. Directly facing the door was the living room. There was a semicircular window that opened outwards, and under the window was a bench and a tea table handmade by Merlin.
After entering the house, Merlin washed her hands first, then took a teapot with hot water and made tea for Siha and Selina. She also asked them, "How have you been?" and the like. Her expression was so natural that it was as if they had really just parted three days ago. This made Snape and Harry feel uncomfortable.
Merlin poured away the tea she made for the first time, and when she made hot water for the second time, she also noticed that Snape and Harry were uncomfortable, so she put down the teapot, raised her eyes, and looked at them carefully. Then she asked, "When was the last time you saw me?"
Looking at the old sorcerer with white hair and beard, Harry felt more and more uncomfortable, but he still answered truthfully, "Three days ago."
Merlin made an "oh" sound, and then repeated, "Three days …"
Harry heard the ellipsis, so he silently waited for Merlin to recollect the energy of the "three days" in a daze, then she raised the teapot again and said, "After we left for 1600 years, we came directly to the year 1000 and met Gryffindor. Salazar Slytherin had left Hogwarts, so it was Gryffindor who passed your letter to us."
Merlin nodded. "So you really found me."
Snape and Harry could only nod silently. After meeting Merlin, the cruel comparison between "three days" and "hundreds of years" made the guilt more obvious. Moreover, from the letter Merlin left behind, he had been waiting to provide help to them.
"Merlin …"
"Daniel …"
Both of them spoke at the same time, and then Merlin guessed what Harry was going to say from his expression. She smiled and waved her hand. "Let me say it. Daniel, I thought you would travel for a while before finding us, but I didn't expect you to come so soon. So … "She stopped Harry from speaking again, and then said seriously," So, there's not much time left. "
Harry and Snape were stunned, not knowing where this sentence came from.
Merlin also lowered her head and took a sip of tea, as if she was considering her words. Finally, she got up and walked into a room next to the living room (the moment the door opened, Harry saw books all over the floor). She then took out two pieces of paper and placed them in front of Harry and Harry.
The two of them looked down. Harry was still frowning, but Snape's face had changed — it was a magic potion formula. Although he had never heard of several magic potions in the formula, judging from his years of experience, this was a magic potion with an effect similar to "Forgetful Emptiness," but more than that, it seemed to be used in combination with a magic spell …
"This is a magic potion used to extract memories." Merlin did not keep them in suspense. As Snape quickly pondered the brewing process of the magic potion, he explained, "Since I was really curious about the secret behind Tadis, and I feel sorry for destroying the stability of the timeline, I spent some time thinking about the solution to the problem." He pointed to the formula in Snape's hand. "It's this magic potion."
Harry was not as familiar with magic potions as Snape, but he could see some clues from the formula and immediately asked, "What's its effect?"
"Simply put, forgetful." Merlin smiled and stroked his beard. He looked straight into Harry's eyes, which carried all the time they had not seen each other for a long time. "The person who takes this potion will forget everything, and it's impossible to remember. This is a very powerful forgetful potion, enough to eliminate the traces you have left in my mind — no matter how shocking the news you bring is."
So, in order to help them, Merlin was ready to clear his memory.
Harry was even more speechless.
Snape raised another question. "What about this spell?" This was a brand new spell. Snape did not see its effect from the runes, but his intuition told him that it was not as simple as forgetful.
"This is the second layer of insurance I made, to make sure nothing goes wrong." Merlin did spend some time to study this spell, so much so that he had a satisfied look when he said it. "This spell, together with this magic potion, is called the 'Second Kind of Death.' When they are used on the same person, he will forget everything at the same time. "
"Forgotten?"
"Yes. He will be forgotten by everyone, and not only that, he will no longer be heard by anyone, no longer be seen by anyone, and even the things related to him will lose their sense of existence. Even his death will not be noticed by anyone, and he will lose contact with the whole living world, just like … "
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