The mastermind behind Hogwarts

Chapter 718 Crossing the Veil of Death!

In the center of the stone platform, instead of a large lectern like in the center of the alchemy classroom, there is a raised stone platform with an archway on top.

The archway looked very old and dilapidated.

Having weathered so many storms, it's strange that Moriarty is still standing there without falling over.

"It's just an ordinary stone gate."

"The power of death!"

Moriarty's gaze darkened slightly. With his current strength, it wasn't hard for him to see that this place was filled with the aura of death.

A large amount of death magic gathered on the archway.

There were no walls supporting the archway; instead, a tattered black curtain or drape hung on it.

This is the legendary veil of death!

Although the air here is cold and there is not a breath of wind, it is swaying gently, as if it has just been touched.

These are just ordinary curtains, yet they have existed here for countless years.

No one knows when the veil of death was placed here, nor does anyone know where the other end of the veil leads.

The room was empty except for Moriarty, but the presence of light and dark elemental magic proved that Gamp and the light must also be here.

Moriarty glanced around, his mind racing with calculations.

The steps are 4 feet wide. If each stone pit is like that, and this stone pit is 12 feet wide, and there is a 20-foot radius around this stone platform before reaching the bottom step, then the room is at least 132 feet wide—almost half a football field.

Moriarty slowly walked toward the veil of death, and at a point close—like the distance from a penalty spot to the goal—he heard someone speaking.

Whisper.

It seems that when Professor Binns was teaching the history of magic, the young wizards weren't listening and were whispering among themselves.

Moriarty couldn't understand what these words meant, but they were definitely not human language, nor dragon language, elven language, mermaid language, giant language, or any other known language in the world.

"Oh."

Moriarty gave a disdainful smile.

"The language of hell?"

Moriarty had his own speculations about the veil of death.

In the Western world, curtains symbolize the separation between life and death.

Behind that veil lies the world of death, the world where souls gather.

Moriarty once thought that behind the veil lay the so-called hell, the so-called pure land, the so-called underworld, the so-called reincarnation, and the so-called netherworld.

It doesn't matter what you call it, it all means the same thing.

Moriarty also had the wild idea that the "threads" were related to the world behind the veil of death.

The ghosts like Professor Binns and Headless Nick come from here.

At this thought, a word came to Moriarty's mind: dreamlike illusion.

During Harry Potter's final battle with Voldemort, Voldemort's soul was blasted into nothingness.

Harry entered a mesmerizing environment.

It was white, filled with white light, and the environment was exactly the same as King's Cross Station.

"I should have brought Harry along, and used him as a guinea pig to test things out."

Moriarty thought unkindly, but that was impossible at the moment.

Harry is still receiving compulsory education in China.

Moriarty knew that the dreamlike state was a state between life and death.

It appears within a person's mind, and is both reality and illusion.

Its appearance depends on who goes in; that is, it is what you want it to be.

However, some experiences and scenarios may involve this person's relatives or other acquaintances.

This disregards life and death.

For example, Harry encountered the remnant of Voldemort's soul and the deceased Dumbledore in the dreamlike realm.

When Moriarty first learned about the Enchanted Realm, he felt that this place was related to the Curtain of Death.

On the other side of the veil of death lies life, reality.

Behind him lies death, hell.

Between life and death lies a hazy, illusory realm.

Moriarty locked his gaze on the veil of death, his sharp eyes piercing the world behind it like two beams of fire.

There is no trace of Gamp or light here; there is only one possibility.

They passed through the veil of death!

Moriarty slowly walked toward the veil of death.

He is going to enter the veil!

but!

"I need to be fully prepared before I go in."

"I'm not going to recklessly barge into hell."

Moriarty waved his Slytherin staff and tapped the surrounding walls a few times, instantly creating four Slytherin magic circles on the walls.

The room was filled with dazzling, shimmering silver and green light, symbols of Slytherin.

Huge snake shadows appeared scattered across the floor.

"Now everything is foolproof, right?"

"If there's danger inside, I can come back instantly."

"If there's a magic-blocking array inside, that doesn't matter."

As everyone knows, magic circles do not use magic power.

That's really very reasonable.

Moriarty walked into the veil of death as if taking a stroll!

A chilling sensation started at the top of Moriarty's head and spread downwards.

That kind of coldness could not be compared to even the absolute zero created by Moriarty using all his water elemental magic.

The coldness emanating from the soul is something that living beings cannot resist.

Unless you become a god.

Moriarty instantly understood this and couldn't help but smirk, "Hey, rounding it up, I guess I'm a demigod, right?"

Then, Moriarty found himself standing naked in a cloud of steam.

"Oh, this..."

"I must have entered a hallucinatory realm, but why is everyone in the same state no matter who comes?"

"Wouldn't it be hilarious if two men came here?"

Moriarty chuckled.

For example, if Moriarty and Lucius were to appear here together, unless Lucius kept his eyes closed, he would probably die of shame.

However, Moriarty had barely formed the idea of ​​getting dressed when he was already dressed, and the white steam gradually dissipated.

The dreamlike realm transformed into Hogwarts Castle.

There was no one in the castle.

"Is Hogwarts what I subconsciously miss the most?"

Moriarty walked through the castle with a deep feeling, where four long tables were covered with names.

A person's name.

Moriarty saw himself, Lilith, Jericho… and Hermione, Neville, Draco… and Narcissa, Bellatrix, Riddle… and even Dumbledore.

And many more names, all jumbled together, so messy that it was impossible to tell who wrote them; when there wasn't enough space on the table, they were written on the floor.

"The names of Hogwarts students throughout history!"

Moriarty glanced at it briefly, shook his head and smiled, then walked deeper into the castle.

He walked a very, very long way, and Moriarty didn't know how long he had walked, until he had passed through the entire castle and looked back.

Hogwarts Castle was reduced to a mere outline, a faint black shadow.

The shadow resembled a gigantic beast with its jaws wide open, and the white light of the hazy illusion had vanished.

Instead, darkness emanates from the edges of the shadows.

Soon, darkness swallowed all light and scenery, boundless and overwhelming Moriarty!

"Having traversed this bewildering environment, are we finally arriving at the land of death?"

Moriarty was not surprised at all, and stood still, letting the darkness sweep over him.

But he gripped the Slytherin staff tightly, his magic poised to be unleashed.

It seemed as long as a century, yet as short as a second.

Darkness engulfed Moriarty!

(End of this chapter)