Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

"Brief pants? That's what they said?" Merlin's beard was almost standing up in anger, "Damn... I'm obviously a loyal member of the Four Corners..."

Blake stared at his beard, "But now I know why they always talk about Merlin's beard..."

Merlin pressed his beard down with a little embarrassment, "My magic power is always easy to get out of control, which will make my beard and other things move. Sorry, it's a bit rude..."

"Uh... It's nothing, that... Can I ask how you opened up such a place here?" Blake asked curiously.

When people die, they either go to the world of the dead, or return to the human world as a ghost.

But... Merlin chose to settle down in the misty fantasy, and even... built a manor and planted various magical plants.

And even such a magical tea can be grown! Or... Only in such a place can such plants be grown?

"As for me... I had a premonition that my time was coming... Don't look at me like that, kid. You are so strong, and when you are old and the time is up, you will also have a premonition. Well... at that time, after I explained all the funeral affairs, I found a good place to bury myself."

Merlin took a sip of tea and continued: "When I was alive, I was full of curiosity about everything. Even when I died, this curiosity was not completely extinguished. At that time, I was full of curiosity about death..."

"As a result, when I first saw the blurred illusion... guess what I saw?"

Blake thought for a while, and then asked tentatively: "Could it be that what you saw in the blurred illusion was a small manor?"

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"That's right! I think you must have heard that everyone sees different things when they enter the hazy fantasy. What I saw was a beautiful pastoral scenery! I think this may be due to my fascination with gardens in my later years."

"But... I saw the Grim Reaper in the garden. He was standing next to a tea tree waiting for me."

Blake asked curiously: "Grim Reaper? What does the Grim Reaper look like?"

Merlin shook his head and said: 30 "I can't describe it. Well... the power of rules prevents me from describing it to living people... Once I can accurately describe his appearance to you, then it won't be long before you actually see him. I still hope you can see him later."

"Okay..." Blake was a little disappointed.

Since the Grim Reaper exists in this world, then, does his arrival have something to do with him?

After all, he came here strangely... Although he was a ghost, he might not have been unaware of such an existence.

"You just said he was a lunatic?" Blake asked.

"Well... kid, when you have lived for countless years and even forget your own name, even the most normal person will become almost crazy. He is like this.madman."

Merlin took another sip of tea and continued to describe the scene at that time, "At that time, I thought the god of death was coming to take me to the world of the dead."

"But to my surprise, he only gave me two choices. First, go forward and follow him to the world of the dead. Second, go back and become a ghost in the human world..."

Blake expressed his understanding. The Twilight Zone is a transit station. If you die, you will definitely go to the world of the dead. Then, there will not be so many ghosts in Hogwarts. They all chose the second option.

Of course, Professor Binns may be a little special. He didn't know he was dead at that time. He was thinking about class, so this made him make a choice automatically, and he didn't even come to the Twilight Zone.

Merlin continued: "I looked at the countryside at that time and asked the god of death if I had a third option? For example, staying here..."

"You know, this pastoral scenery has evolved into the most perfect and most desired scenery in my heart, so I like this place very much... I thought the god of death would refuse, but... he actually agreed, and even gave me the power to have a physical body in this place and still use magic..."

"He said that there is actually not much difference between me going to the world of the dead or the misty fantasy. The biggest difference is that I may be a little lonely here."

Blake asked in surprise: "Is the god of death so tolerant?"

"Tolerant? Haha, in fact, we have been wrong all along. Death is not that the god of death thinks that our time is up and takes us away by force, but... our flesh in the world is not eternal. When the flesh decays, people will die naturally."

"So, it is not the god of death who takes us away, but we go there by ourselves... and then meet the god of death. He doesn't care where we want to stay. So... even if you want to be resurrected, he won't stop you... In fact, if you are willing to pay a huge price, he will give you some help..."

"However, most people will still choose to go to the world of the dead, because it is a completely new place, and everyone wants to go and see it with their own eyes. Moreover, once you retreat and become a ghost, your obsession will be magnified, and it will be difficult to return here. Therefore, it is better to move forward... If I get tired of staying here, I will move forward..."

After listening to Merlin's words, Blake was shocked. Death is more like a guide and a bystander here. All choices are left to people to decide. This subverts Blake's previous cognition.

"Since Death is a god, there shouldn't be anything that can interest humans... Then, what price should be paid to make him help? "Blake asked in confusion.

Logically speaking, the god of death would not be interested in anything given by humans, so the so-called huge price is insignificant in the eyes of the god of death! How could he help humans?

Blake also wanted to know what the girl gave to the god of death., making him willing to help.

Merlin sighed, "I just said... Death is a madman... He has lived for many, many years, repeating boring work day after day... He is omnipotent, but feels extremely bored and empty... So, as long as you make him feel not bored... In other words, let him find fun, he will help you. Of course... To make people like him feel fun, the price you need to pay is very heavy..."

"Watching fun..." Blake suddenly felt reasonable. A bored god wanted to have some fun and make his boring life more colorful...

He suddenly remembered the legend of the Deathly Hallows...

The Elder Wand, the Invisibility Cloak, the Resurrection Stone... Aren't these things made by the Death for fun?

He is making rules and playing games with the three brothers!

The rule is, I give you something you want, and then see how you die because of it!

Among the three brothers, the eldest brother who got the invincible Elder Wand died because of the Elder Wand!

After boasting in the tavern, he was killed by someone who coveted the Elder Wand while sleeping.

The second brother who got the Resurrection Stone was depressed because the Resurrection Stone could not completely resurrect his lover, and eventually committed suicide.

Only the third brother wore an invisibility cloak so that the god of death could not find him. He did not take off the invisibility cloak until he was tired of living, and followed the god of death who came to warmly welcome him and left...

Can the god of death really not find the third brother wearing an invisibility cloak? Dumbledore can see through the invisibility cloak, but the god of death can't?

He was just following the rules of the game he set and playing a game with the three brothers...

The third brother wore an invisibility cloak all his life so that the god of death could not find him. He lived for a long time and looked the luckiest.

However, living with the Invisibility Cloak for a lifetime, once you take it off, you will be taken away by the God of Death... Is it really comfortable to live like this? If this plot is made into a movie, it must be a horror movie!

And, to this day, this game is still going on...

The Three Deathly Hallows are still in the world and are still causing an impact.

In the original book, Dumbledore died because of the Resurrection Stone, because he could not resist the temptation of the Resurrection Stone and was cursed by Voldemort on the Horcrux ring. When the stone was ineffective, he launched the final plan and let Snape kill himself.

Grindelwald also died for the Elder Wand, because Voldemort forced him to ask about the whereabouts of the Elder Wand. In order to keep Dumbledore's secret, Grindelwald said that he had never obtained the Elder Wand, and was eventually killed by Voldemort...

Only Harry, who had the Invisibility Cloak, survived... There is no doubt that the God of Death has been watching all this and treating it as fun.

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Now, because of Blake, all this has changed... But who knows, Blake's arrival and his efforts to change all this are just another amusement for the Grim Reaper out of boredom?? For example, getting a lost soul from another time and space, and stuffing it into an empty body...

Thinking of this, Black's mood became very heavy. This is like a play that must be performed to the end.

"That is to say... the girl made a deal with the god of death, and promised the god of death to do something for the purpose of resurrecting the incomplete soul... something that would cost her a great price, and these things happened to make the god of death feel that there was fun to watch..."

Merlin nodded, "Also, remember, she wants to complete those things... and she will hurt more than just herself! So, you have to stop her. And, stop her with confidence! All your actions to stop her are also one of the fun things that the god of death wants to see... As for what those things are, I can't tell you..."

Now, Black knows that the woman wants to complete the unknown but very perverted tasks of the god of death, just to resurrect Voldemort...

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Damn, the crazy people in the Tower, only these crazy people would let that woman do this!

Blake sighed, and then asked: "How much do you know about the Tower organization?"

The Tower has a long history, and Merlin may have come into contact with it when he was alive, so Blake asked this question.

"Oh... Tower, of course I know." Merlin's eyes flashed with nostalgia.

"You know?" Blake asked in surprise. This is simply a pleasant surprise.

"Well... of course, because the Tower was founded by me in my later years." Merlin said proudly.

"Ah? WTF? You founded it?" Blake couldn't help but burst out with swear words.

"What's wrong?" Merlin looked at Blake in confusion. "When I was old, I felt that my time was coming to an end. At that time, I didn't have a qualified disciple. So, in order to prevent my knowledge from being lost, I founded the Tower with an old friend, and then put all my knowledge in it, and then recruited talented wizards... to pass on what I learned... I think the Tower has developed very well now, right?"

Blake looked at Merlin deeply, "Yes... The Tower has indeed developed very well... But it may not be developing according to your ideas..."

Is the Tower a place for academic exchanges? It seems that Dracula was not lying at the beginning... Of course, he was talking about the Tower in Merlin's time...

This is very fucked up. Who made the Tower change?

"Who is your old friend?"

"I can't tell him his name, sorry... because I promised him not to tell his name to anyone." Merlin said with a complicated look. "But... from your eyes, it seems that... the nature of the tower has changed?"

170 Blake sighed and told him about the tower he had seen. In addition, he also told him thatThe woman who came to make a deal with the god of death was from the tower.

Merlin couldn't calm down after hearing this, "Alas... I thought I left a tower to pass on knowledge to future generations... I didn't expect..."

"Your old friend..."

"I know you suspect my old friend is the culprit who changed the tower, but... I can tell you that it's impossible... because he left before I died..."

This surprised Blake a little. Originally, the biggest suspect was Merlin's old friend.

"Then who did you hand over the tower to?"

"At that time, I had many disciples. I handed everything over to them and left... I don't know who was in charge later." Merlin said helplessly.

Blake felt a little disappointed. Originally, he thought Merlin could give him some clues about the tower, but now it seems that he just built a framework and then left. His old friend even died before him...

However, coming to the Misty Illusion tonight can be regarded as a fruitful experience. In addition to the two cups of tea that nourish the soul, he also learned a lot of secrets.

This will be of great help to him in the future! At least, he is no longer completely in the dark about the tower's intentions.

The two chatted for a while, and Blake planned to leave. He had been in the Misty Illusion for too long.

"It's really nice to talk to you, kid." Merlin smiled and said, "Besides, you are the first person I have ever seen who can see through the origin of the Misty Illusion and not fall into the illusion of self-nature."

Blake smiled, "Maybe it's a talent."

The Eye of Truth can see through all illusions, even if this is a Misty Illusion.

So, when Merlin first came, he could only see the pastoral scenery, but Blake could see the original appearance of this place.

"Okay... young man, you are very good. I hope you can successfully stop the transaction... Although I am dead, I don't want to see the tragedy happen."

"I will. Then... I'm leaving."

"Okay, by the way... I forgot to ask, young man, what is your name?"

"Green. Blake Green." Blake turned around and said.

Merlin's eyes shrank slightly, "Ah... I remember. You go, you have indeed stayed here for too long. By the way, take this with you."

Merlin took out a small bag from his pocket, which contained the tea he had just drunk.

"I don't know if these teas can still maintain the taste here when they are brought back to the human world... But you can try."

"Thank you." Blake did not refuse. After taking the small bag and putting it away, he turned around and left.

Merlin watched Black's figure gradually disappear in the white mist, and suddenly sighed softly, "So... it's you...".