Chapter 482 King's Cross Station and the Journey to the Unknown

Salazar Slytherin is dead.

Looking at the body thrown to the ground, Loki curled his lips.

After killing his enemy, he did not feel the pleasure of getting revenge.

In the past thousand years, he has always imagined his reaction after meeting those four people again and winning the battle. But after all this happened, he found that he was in a mood that he had never planned.

This feeling is very complicated and difficult to describe in words. It is probably a combination of anger and loss.

After thinking about it seriously, Loki felt that the root cause was that Salazar Slytherin in front of him had been seriously injured when he met him, and the serious injury still caused him a lot of harm.

This state of not picking up the leaks made me feel as sick as if I had eaten a fly during a meal.

‘Why can’t you be more honest! ’ He kicked the charred ball on the ground a few times as if to vent his anger.

After a few minutes, Loki finally vented his inner anger and adjusted his inner emotions.

No matter what, you win in the end!

After a thousand years, he finally took revenge on the wizards on behalf of the gods! Slytherin finally repaid the blood debt he owed back then.

And being able to successfully intercept and kill Salazar Slytherin in Hogwarts tonight also means another good news, that is, his three wizard friends are most likely dead.

Needless to say Gryffindor, he was the deadliest among the four. Neither Ravenclaw nor Hufflepuff knew their whereabouts, but looking at Slytherin's helpless appearance, they were obviously dead, perhaps in a worrying state, and unable to come out to help their good friend at all.

Slytherin was so seriously injured because he was cleaning up the mess for his old friends. During the battle, Loki asked Salazar why he was like this, but Salazar refused to answer. , but Loki can figure it out himself.

The playing field should have been left by Ravenclaw and the others, but in recent years it has fallen into disrepair and is on the verge of getting out of control. Salazar paid a huge price to get it back under control.

After making some deductions based on the existing information, Loki felt refreshed.

Although the wizards are powerful, they cannot withstand the baptism of time. In this regard, the gods are much stronger than them.

And the shock of blood from the fight just now...

When reviewing the battle just now, Loki also noticed that the tactics used by Slytherin were consistent with those of the mysterious man who beat Voldemort violently in the Quidditch World Cup finals.

This shows that the wizard who has been causing trouble before is Slytherin. But now that he is dead, no one can stop his plan. Loki never took Dumbledore seriously - he was not even qualified to fight him directly, so he could just leave it to Voldemort.

Even though Loki was used to seeing big winds and waves, he couldn't help but feel excited at this moment, as if a prank was about to come true.

He looked at the remains of Slytherin on the ground again. After a brief search, he found that Slytherin didn't bring anything. It seemed that he had a premonition of his death.

"Hmph, do you think you can escape like this?" Loki sneered: "Your wizard's body is also a rare treasure!"

He leaned down and chopped off the Slytherin's head.

"When you used my stupid brother's body as an alchemy tool, you definitely didn't expect this day!" Loki laughed hysterically.

He put Salazar's head in his arms, closed the space-isolating treasure, and returned to Hogwarts.

From beginning to end, no one interfered with his actions. The huge Hogwarts was brightly lit, and the lounge was filled with laughter, but it seemed empty.

Loki had just taken two steps down the astronomy tower when he suddenly stopped.

He narrowed his eyes, quickly returned to the rooftop, and instantly locked onto a small snake in the shadow.

The moment he saw the little snake, Loki sneered: As expected of Slytherin, he actually tried to pass on information before dying, but he was superior after all.

More importantly, even if Dumbledore knew this information, he would not be his opponent. I completely crushed him!

Loki trampled the little snake into a pulp.

Intermittent words such as "Dumbledore" and "be careful" were vaguely heard in the air, but when the evening wind blew, these words disappeared.

In Helga's office, Helga and Rowena sat face to face.

Suddenly, both of them raised their heads and vaguely noticed something.

"Salazar is dead."

"yes……"

Even though they had had a premonition, the two of them couldn't help but sigh.

…

'This is...' Les squinted his eyes and looked at the scenery in front of him, 'King's Cross Station? ’

After seeing his position clearly, Rice fell into confusion: Wasn't he still fighting with the remnants of the Nordic gods just now? Why did you come here the next second? Is it Loki's conspiracy?

Rice knew that some spells could instantly transport people to other places, but there were protective spells around Hogwarts. Loki really didn't worry about alerting Dumbledore, but Dumbledore was also in the fire domain, so Loki was Basic restraint——

Wait a moment!

Les suddenly realized something. He found the last moment of his memory in his mind.

It turned out that he was dead. This was the place where every wizard would arrive after death. It was the territory of the god of death.

Although he had expected it, and even planned this death deliberately, Les couldn't help feeling a sense of loss. Perhaps in the deepest part of his heart, even in his subconscious that he didn't even notice, he still felt that he had a chance to fight back.

After a brief loss, Les quickly cheered up, because he understood that he had stepped into an unprecedented field.

Now he was really far ahead of his three old friends. The premise was that his experiment, which could only be done once, was successful.

He looked around and found that this place was exactly the same as the King's Cross Station in his memory, but there was no one on the surrounding platforms, and the tracks in the distance were swallowed by white mist.

The entire station was empty, and the legendary god of death who was in charge of coming and going was nowhere to be seen.

Les lowered his head and was surprised to find that his hands were covered with dense scales. Looking back, his legs were gone and turned into a snake's tail.

He touched his cheek and found that it was indeed covered with scales.

So what is presented here is the form of his soul? Les had a sense of enlightenment in his heart, and he felt that this made sense.

If he chose to become a ghost now, his appearance would be terrifying even among ghosts.

After swimming forward two steps, Les found that he was quite adapted to this half-snake body. If he hadn't looked down, he really wouldn't have noticed the changes in his body.

After wandering aimlessly for a few steps, Les fell into thinking: What should he do next?

Les was stunned by this question. He found a chair and sat down, and began to think seriously.

There is no experience of predecessors in this field to learn from, and it is all up to him to explore - the situation described by Godric is too far away from now and has no reference value at all.

After thinking for a while, Les's thoughts gradually flew away, and his brain was rarely empty.

After an unknown period of time, the sound of a train whistle woke Les up from his daze and brought him back to reality.

Rice saw a train coming from a distance through the fog and stopped at the platform of King's Cross Station.

With a creak, the door of the train carriage slid open automatically.

A hint of intuition emerged in Rice's heart.

Driven by intuition, he stepped onto the train.

The carriage was empty, with no one.

Before he began to explore, Rice heard another whistle from the front of the train. After the whistle sounded, the train did not start immediately, but continued to stop on the platform with the door open for a minute, as if giving the passengers on the train time to regret getting off the train, and as if giving the passengers on the platform the last chance to board the train.

One minute later, the door slowly closed, the train body trembled, and began to move slowly.

Rice leaned in front of the door and stared at King's Cross Station.

As the train accelerated, the station was gradually left behind and drove into the thick white fog. Rice's vision was blocked by the white fog, and soon he could not see the shadow of the station.

Rice suddenly realized a terrifying question: If the form of the people arriving at the station is the posture of the soul, then those wizards who made Horcruxes...

They should be disabled, right?

Then can they really get on this train? If they fail to get on the train within the specified time, will they arrive again after the train leaves?

This is the reason why wizards who make Horcruxes cannot reincarnate. Rice felt as if he had gained valuable new knowledge.

In the past, I only knew the reason but not the reason. Now I can explain the principle clearly.

If the Horcrux is not destroyed, the wizard who made the Horcrux will not really die.

But when the Horcrux is destroyed and they really die. Their souls that come between coming and going are incomplete. Such souls cannot get on the reincarnation train and can only be trapped here and become nutrients between coming and going.

At this time, the train was running at full speed.

Rice walked around the corridor and found that there was no one on the train. There was no driver in the cockpit at the front of the train. The train was completely "unmanned".

"The science fiction fantasies of the Muggles have been realized here." Rice muttered, and then remembered the lame spell invented by Rowena.

He found a seat and sat down, looking at the white world outside the window.

"Muggle myths and legends mention that people go to heaven or hell after death - look at this white mist, am I going to heaven?" Rice was about to be amused by his own joke.

If someone like him can go to heaven, it only means one thing: Godric Gryffindor opened a shared account for him in heaven and gave him part of his merits.

After thinking about it for a while, Rice noticed that some white mist began to seep in from the gaps in the train compartment.

Rice felt that this white mist didn't seem to be a good thing, and subconsciously rejected it a little.

Sure enough, as soon as the mist came into contact with his skin, the scales on his body began to emit wisps of white smoke, and it seemed as if he had become part of the white mist.

However, this process was not painful at all, but rather a pleasure of taking a shower in the summer.

Les:!

His first reaction was to expel the mist and seal the carriage. But when he was about to do it, Les found that he seemed to have lost the ability to cast magic.

‘Now I can really empathize with Voldemort. ’ Les smiled bitterly, and for the first time he felt how Voldemort felt when he was banned from magic.

However, since the scales on his body were still quite strong, the white mist couldn't do anything to him for a while.

‘Huh? ’ Looking at the white mist that was eroding his body, Les suddenly realized something.

A thousand years ago, there was an underworld in the world, but some of the dead would be reincarnated, while others would fall into the underworld. What was the difference? Or, does this train have an end?

Thinking of this, Les immediately stood up and opened the window of the carriage completely.

The white mist rushed in and filled the compartment.

Les was immersed in the mist, letting it erode his scales. Worried that there was not enough time, he took the initiative to tear off the scales on his body.

If there is a choice, Rice will definitely choose reincarnation. If he falls into the underworld, he really doesn't know when he can regain his freedom.

Rice's actions are very decisive. When he feels that the speed of the train begins to slow down, he has almost merged with the white fog, and Rice's consciousness gradually becomes blurred.

'Fortunately, I am a step ahead. ' Before his consciousness completely dissipates, Rice thinks so.

The white fog has submerged the train, but it does not affect the train's continued forward movement.

Finally, the train rushed out of the fog and drove into a new platform. At this time, the white fog in the carriage has dissipated completely.

Unlike King's Cross Station, this new platform has staff, but these people look a little different from ordinary people.

A conductor wearing a conductor uniform, standing like a human, but with three dog heads, walked onto the train and carefully patrolled back and forth in the carriage.

He did not miss any corner. When searching, the three heads and six eyes were wide open, and the three noses were twitching. It is obvious that he is taking a two-pronged approach and there will be no omissions.

A voice came from outside the car.

"Three-headed dog, you must search carefully. If you miss someone, neither you nor I can bear the responsibility!"

"Got it." The three-headed dog muttered dissatisfiedly: "So much nonsense!"

I have three heads! How could I miss someone?

At the same time, in the white fog outside the station, a stream of light flashed and rushed towards the world of the living in the distance.

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