Chapter 718 Crossing the Curtain of Death!

In the center of the stone platform, there is not a large podium like the one in the center of the alchemy classroom. Instead, there is a raised stone platform with an arch standing on it.

The arch looked old and shabby.

Moriarty has experienced so many storms and waves, and it is strange that it can still stand there without falling down.

"It's just an ordinary stone gate."

"The power of death!"

Moriarty's eyes darkened slightly. With his current strength, it was not difficult to see that this place was filled with the aura of death.

A large amount of death magic gathered on the arch.

There is no wall support around the arch, and a tattered black curtain or curtain hangs on it.

This is the legendary curtain of death!

Although the air here is cold and there is no wind, it is swaying gently, as if it has just been touched.

It is also an ordinary curtain, but it has existed here for countless years.

No one knows when the Death Veil has been here, and no one knows where the other end of the Veil leads.

The entire room is empty except for Moriarty, but the presence of light elemental magic and dark elemental magic here proves that Gamp and Light must also be here.

Moriarty looked around, his brain calculating rapidly.

The steps are 4 feet wide, and if every rock pit is like that, and this one is 12 feet, and there's a 20-foot radius around the platform before reaching the bottom step, the room is at least 132 feet— Almost half a football field.

Moriarty slowly walked towards the curtain of death. At a close position - the distance from the penalty spot to the goal, he heard someone speaking.

Whispering.

It seemed like Professor Binns was giving a history of magic class, but the little wizards didn't listen and kept talking.

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

"Ah."

Moriarty smiled contemptuously.

"The language of hell?"

Moriarty has his own speculations about the Death Curtain.

In the Western world, the curtain refers to the barrier between life and death.

So behind the curtain is the world of death, the world where souls gather.

Moriarty once thought that behind the curtain is the so-called hell, the so-called pure land, the so-called underworld, the so-called reincarnation, and the so-called underworld.

No matter which name is used, it all means the same thing.

Moriarty also once thought wildly that the "traces" thing was related to the world behind the curtain of death.

Ghosts like Professor Binns and Headless Nick come from here.

Thinking of this, a word appeared in Moriarty's mind: trance.

When Harry Potter and Voldemort fought for the last time, Voldemort's soul was blown away.

Harry entered a trance.

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

"If I had known better, I would have brought Harry here and used him as a guinea pig to test."

Moriarty thought unkindly, but it's impossible now.

Harry is still in compulsory education in China.

Moriarty knew that trance was a state between life and death.

It appears within the human mind and is both reality and illusion.

What it looks like depends on who enters there, which means that it is what you want it to be there.

But some experiences and situations also involve the person's relatives or other acquaintances.

This ignores life and death.

For example, Harry met the remnant soul of Voldemort and the dead Dumbledore in a trance.

When Moriarty first learned about Twisted Visions, he felt that this place was related to the Death Curtain.

The front side of the curtain of death is life, reality.

Behind it is death, hell.

And between life and death, there is a blur of illusion.

Moriarty locked onto the Death Curtain, his sharp eyes piercing the world behind like two lines of fire.

There is no trace of Gamp or Light here, there is only one possibility.

They passed through the curtain of death!

Moriarty walked slowly towards the curtain of death.

He's going to walk through the veil!

but!

"I have to be well prepared before going in."

"I won't rush into hell recklessly."

Moriarty waved the Slytherin staff and tapped the surrounding walls a few times. Suddenly, four Slytherin magic circles appeared on the wall.

The silver and green light that symbolized Slytherin filled the room, shining brightly.

Huge snake shadows appeared scattered on the floor.

"It's going to be foolproof now."

"If there's danger inside, I can come back in an instant."

"If there is a forbidden magic circle inside, it doesn't matter."

As we all know, magic circle does not use magic power.

It's really very reasonable.

Moriarty walked into the curtain of death like a walk!

A cold feeling started from the top of Moriarty's head and spread downwards.

That kind of coldness cannot be compared to the absolute zero caused by Moriarty's full use of water elemental magic.

The coldness coming from the soul is irresistible to the living body.

Unless you become a god.

Moriarty thought about this for a moment, and couldn't help but curl up his lips, "Hey, if you round up, I can be considered a demigod."

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

"Ah this..."

"I must have come to a trance, but why is it always in this state no matter who comes?"

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

Moriarty chuckled.

For example, if Moriarty and Lucius appeared here together, unless Lucius kept his eyes open, he would probably die of shame.

But Moriarty had just finished getting dressed, and the white steam gradually dissipated.

The tangled fantasy world turned into Hogwarts Castle.

There was no one in the castle.

"Subconsciously, what I miss most is Hogwarts?"

Moriarty walked in the castle with great feeling. The four long tables were covered with names.

Name.

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

There were more and more names. They were so messed up that it was hard to tell whose hand they were. They couldn't be written down on the table, so they were written on the floor.

"The names of Hogwarts students of all generations!"

Moriarty took a cursory glance, shook his head and smiled, and walked towards the depths of the castle.

After walking very far, Moriarty didn't know how long he had walked until he walked through the entire castle and looked back.

The outline of Hogwarts Castle has become a faint black shadow.

The shadow looked like a giant beast with its bloody mouth open, and the white light of the blurry illusion disappeared.

Instead there was darkness emanating from the edge of the shadow.

Soon, the darkness swallowed up all the light and scenery, boundless, and attacked Moriarty!

"Having passed through the confusing environment, are you finally reaching the kingdom of death?"

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

But holding the Slytherin staff tightly, the magic was ready to go.

It seems as long as a century and as short as a second.

Darkness engulfs Moriarty!