Chapter 296 Immortality
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"Don't..." Fanlin shouted, he quickly covered his forehead with his hands. The woman's revenge method was not acceptable to Fanlin, and the feeling of dizziness in his head was not good.
"Boring..." The woman pouted, like a child who couldn't get candy.
You know, now she is wearing Hermione's coat, but the loving scene in front of him has completely lost its appeal to Fanlin.
Fanlin kept reminding himself in his heart that the person in front of him was not the Hermione he was familiar with, Hermione would not treat him like this, patting his forehead with her hand, and then asking him to call her the boss.
It seems that even gods are not all reliable. They don't want to be gods, but they have to be bosses. Maybe bosses are more powerful than gods?
Fanlin kept thinking about the debate between bosses and goddesses, and then Hermione on the opposite side laughed. Fanlin remembered that the person on the opposite side could read his memory anytime and anywhere.
"I didn't expect that a child who looks serious on the surface has such a rich inner drama. Do you want me to make you a more exciting one..."
"Forget it..." Fan Lin wiped the cold sweat from his head. Just because the woman didn't like it, his Animagus was forcibly changed into a ragdoll cat. Although he liked beautiful cats very much, Fan Lin always felt very uncomfortable when he was forcibly twisted.
"It's so boring. I don't even dare to try..." The woman said. Her expression looked a little depressed. This should be what she meant by being bored.
"I almost believed your nonsense..." Fan Lin complained in a low voice.
"What did you say?"
"I didn't say anything..." Fan Lin shook his head quickly.
"I heard it..." The woman said, "Take the initiative. You know what to do. I won't kill you..."
The woman laughed. To be exact, Hermione was constantly rubbing her white and tender palms.
(The action is very cute, with a hint of mischief, and the riders exchanged glances...)
"Can you be gentler..." Fan Lin said with tears in his eyes, and he covered his forehead with one hand, looking very aggrieved.
"Of course..."
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"Can't you be gentler?" Fan Lin said, he tried to dodge... the boss's attack, but the immobilization magic is a good thing, and Fan Lin's forehead has completely turned red, which makes the boss very happy.
"In the past, those who offended the Gods would be burned to death or burned at the stake. What you did was basically a reward. Look, a God... oh, no... a big guy personally... um... slapped your forehead. What a glorious honor. This is called God's blessing."
"Is that how you bless?" Fan Lin was angry. "You destroyed people's wands, and then kept slapping people's foreheads with your hands. Were your followers big-headed monsters at the time?"
"That's not the case..." Hermione seemed to think carefully. "If someone offended me at the time, I would feed that person to a dog, a hungry big dog. Although he has disappeared now, I remember that his bloodline is left behind..."
"What is it?" Fan Lin asked. The bloodline of the Gods is passed down, which is a great thing.
"That big dog is called Fenrir..." Hermione thought carefully, "That should be his name, but I prefer to call him Big Dog. I remember his blood is similar to a virus, very similar to your current rabies virus. Dogman... I remember one of your teachers is a dogman, but his blood is really thin."
"You mean, Professor Lupin..." Fanlin was speechless for a while. She called a werewolf a dog... Forget it, Fanlin felt that Professor Lupin was miserable enough, and he shouldn't continue talking.
"Why... Why did you appear in the future? I mean... It's not good for you, and you are a god..."
"I'm here to hang out, do you believe it?" After saying that, she stared at Fanlin with a pair of big eyes.
There was a long silence between the two.
The woman pouted her lips. She seemed to think that such a reason was too unreliable, but Fanlin's blank answer scared her.
"I believe..."
It must be said that these two words were quite heavy for Fan Lin at this time. He had no idea how to answer her question, just like a life test.
For example, he could kill Voldemort, and there was only one chance, but he needed to fight for a long time, and Hermione was controlled by the Death Eaters. What should he choose?
"How could you... believe me?" The woman seemed very shocked. She felt that this question was a bit unreliable.
"I believe you would be so..." Fan Lin just wanted to say boring, but he suddenly realized that this answer was very dangerous, and he quickly swallowed the two words back.
"Boring?" The woman said indifferently, "It is very boring. If you live as long as I do, you will certainly feel bored. God is no exception. The main theme of God is struggle, and then boredom..."
"... This is not at all the same as the God I imagined..."
"In the final analysis, they are just stronger people..." The woman laughed, "So they can do many things that ordinary people can't do, live longer, have greater abilities, that's it."
Fan Lin didn't know how to comfort the woman for a moment, and suddenly felt that the gods were somewhat pitiful, powerful, and immortal, but their lives were not satisfactory.
Fan Lin suddenly thought of Voldemort, the man who kept exploring for the pursuit of immortality, willing to fall for the sake of immortality... splitting his soul into seven parts and preserving them separately, this behavior was extremely crazy no matter how you look at it, and it was also something that Fan Lin could not agree with.
There is also Nicolas Flamel, the alchemist who lived for more than 600 years. Dumbledore also said that Nicolas Flamel had long been tired of relying on the Philosopher's Stone to maintain his life, so there was the transfer and destruction of the Philosopher's Stone.
"Is immortality really good?" Fan Lin asked.
"Maybe..." The woman spread her hands, "I find it boring anyway, but I can't give up my life on my own initiative."
"Why?" Fan Lin asked, "Nicolas Flamel was able to give up his life."
"The body's self-protection doesn't allow it..." The woman said indifferently, "I'm dead anyway, right?"
"Okay... okay... The twilight of the gods is recorded in every myth, and this seems to be the final destination of the gods." Fan Lin sighed, he paused, and tried to make his expression return to normal.
"Why did you bring me here?" (To be continued)