Morris left the dormitory and entered the Ravenclaw common room.
Daylight had broken, and white light streamed through the glass windows, illuminating the entire room.
It's too quiet.
Morris frowned.
Even in the early morning, the Ravenclaw Common Room is usually filled with a few early-rising, competitive students who sit there reading or chatting quietly.
But at this moment, the lounge was empty.
What puzzled him even more was that the hooting of owls that used to frequently come from the outside world had also disappeared.
Are all the owls on strike today?
He walked to the window, and with a little effort, pushed it open.
The view outside the window made him catch his breath.
There was no familiar Hogwarts courtyard, no Black Lake, and no Forbidden Forest.
Before me stretched an endless desert.
Pale, flat, and empty.
The strangest thing was the lighting; there was no sun in the sky, and the sky was just an endless gray-white canvas covered with a thin layer of mist.
But everything was bright and clear.
At this moment, Morris was finally able to confirm that he was no longer in his original world.
He was caught Gap life and death.
The Gate of Two Realms has been successfully constructed.
"Very good."
Morris suddenly laughed.
My heart suddenly started racing, which was especially noticeable in the quiet environment.
It wasn't fear, but something much hotter, something much more surging.
Excitement, thrill, trembling...
He turned around impatiently and walked out of the lounge.
Through the corridor window, he discovered that outside the castle's stone walls, all around lay the same pale desert.
The interior of the castle hadn't changed much; the stone walls, sculptures, tapestries... the positions of all the furnishings were exactly as Morris remembered.
There were no living humans or ghosts in the corridor, the portraits on the walls were blank, and even the armor was no longer in motion.
In the courtyard, the original vegetation has disappeared, leaving only pale white gravel, just like outside.
The stone beast statues are still there, standing quietly.
Morris didn't linger; he went straight to the gates of Hogwarts, opened them, and stepped out.
He moved further and further away from the castle, leaving a trail of footprints on the sandy ground.
After walking about a few hundred steps, he stopped and turned around.
From afar, Hogwarts Castle stands silently in the desert.
Vast and complete, yet completely empty.
It's truly spectacular.
Morris now completely unable to comprehend this place.
Although he knew this was a world between life and death.
But... why is there a Hogwarts here? And why is it surrounded by a desert? What is the purpose of this place?
Questions surged like a tide, but there were no answers.
interesting.
"Let's wander around first."
As Morris pondered this, he began to wander around.
He also tried casting a few simple spells with his wand—the magic did not fail.
This reassured him somewhat; at least he wasn't unarmed here.
After randomly choosing a direction and walking for a while, Morris finally saw a different building.
There is a point about a few hundred meters away.
As he got closer, he realized it was a small wooden cabin, standing alone in the desert.
But just as Morris was about to approach and examine it more closely, a wave of dizziness washed over him.
It seems the time for the Draught of Living Death to be used has come.
His vision went black, his body suddenly twisted, and when he came to his senses, he was back in his dormitory.
Looking around, the magic circle was still on the floor, only its color had faded.
The clock on the wall showed it was 2 a. m.
He returned to his original world.
"Meow--"
The sound of Guantou sizzling came from the side.
The next second, Morris felt something cold in his arms—his silly cat had jumped into his arms.
The Guantou cried out urgently a few times.
As its master Morris was able to roughly understand its meaning.
"You mean... I suddenly disappeared just now?"
The Guantou food nodded vigorously.
Morris seemed lost in thought.
So it seems that what just happened wasn't a dream.
He had indeed entered the Gap between life and death.
Moreover, it involves physical penetration.
That was a real, existing space!
"Don't worry," Morris reassured Guantou before lying down on the bed.
He was exhausted, probably because of what had just happened.
Almost instantly, he fell into a deep sleep.
The next day, Morris woke up around noon.
Fortunately, it's Saturday, so there's no school today.
His head was still a little dizzy, but he couldn't wait to enter that magical world again.
There are just too many problems!
But before that, Morris consulted the Book of the Mage as usual.
On the last page of the book, new content slowly emerges.
" Energy Gathering?"
An inexplicable spell.
Therefore, Morris temporarily postponed his plan to enter the Gate of Two Realms a second time, intending to focus his attention on this new spell first.
According to the description, this spell can gather various energies floating in the air, such as magic.
The first attempt to create a spell model for a particular spell is always difficult and takes a considerable amount of time.
But building it later becomes much easier.
If Morris were to cast the Weakening Curse now, he wouldn't even need to think; he could subconsciously construct the spell model in an instant.
The same goes for the Shadow Concealment. You might be a little unskilled at first, but now you can master it effortlessly, almost instinctively.
Just like riding a bicycle, once you learn it, you won't forget it.
After two hours of effort, Morris finally succeeded in constructing the spell model for Energy Gathering.
Different spell models have varying degrees of complexity, with Energy Gathering being one of the more complex ones.
" Energy Gathering!"
With the chanting, the spell was successfully activated.
Morris extended his right hand, palm up.
Suddenly, something seemed to gather in his palm, shimmering with a faint, almost invisible light, and began to churn.
Is this what they call "magic"?
It has no color and no shape.
The light spun and twisted erratically for nearly a minute.
Finally, with a "poof," it vanished completely into the air, leaving no trace.
Morris frowned upon seeing this and withdrew his hand.
The convergence failed.
So what's the reason?
Is the magic concentration here insufficient, or is his technique lacking?
He tried a few more times, with largely the same result.
Ultimately, he had no choice but to temporarily shelve the magic.
It was already noon. Morris went to the restaurant, ate some cake, and returned to his dormitory to prepare to enter the Gate of Two Realms again.
The magic circle's color has faded a bit, but it should still be usable again.
After briefly instructing the Guantou and the Yanhua that flew back to rest to guard the house, Morris walked to the center of the magic circle and drank the Draught of Living Death without hesitation.