I'm Really an Alchemist

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Chapter 488 Chapter [-] Cross-Boundary Warship (End of This Volume)

1999 is a special year.

It is the last twilight of the twentieth century and the eve of a new era.

In this special year, there have been many strange rumors about the annihilation of the world, and many strange religions have appeared, and they spread their fabricated doomsday stories in newspapers and TV.

Some people believe it, some people take it as a joke.

Ron Weasley, dressed as an adventurer, stepped off the cruise ship, took a deep breath of the London air, bought a newspaper from a roadside newspaper, and bent over into the gray car in front of him, taking his heavy backpack with him. fling.

"Why don't you bring a non-marking stretch bag?"

The driver's eyes twitched when he saw the travel bag as tall as a person through the rearview mirror.

Ron: "I'm an adventurer! If I don't even have a travel bag, who would know I'm an adventurer?"

The driver was expressionless: "Is this why you are dressed like this?"

Weasley's young son was proud: "You don't know, my outfit is very popular. The girls I meet on the journey will be attracted by my mysterious and adventurous man. I will tell them about my exploration in the deep sea. An ancient shipwreck, looking for oasis treasures in the desert—”

"Stop!" The driver interrupted his showing off: "Save this to the girls, I'm too lazy to hear about your experience as an adventurer!"

Ron curled his lips and spread out the newspaper.

"Harry, you are getting more and more boring. I came here to visit you before the end!"

Harry Potter is not to be outdone.

"Come on, if you don't come back, Uncle Arthur will forget about having you as a son!"

Although they haven't seen each other for nearly a year, the two are not at all unfamiliar. They joked with each other, talked about interesting things that happened around them, and laughed endlessly.

"Professor Ivan has been away for more than a year, is Hogwarts okay?" Ron asked.

Harry hummed, and his mood was obviously depressed: "Hogwarts has Professor McGonagall watching, there will be no problem, but we are not used to the days when Professor Ivan is not around."

Speaking of the headmaster who hadn't returned for more than a year, Ron was also in a gloomy mood, looking at the scenery outside the window.

The dull atmosphere lasted for several minutes.

Ron rolled his eyes and said suddenly, "How are you and Ginny? When are you getting married?"

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Harry was so frightened by this sudden topic that he almost lost control of the steering wheel, and the rear wheel of the car slipped. He glared at his friend who was laughing strangely through the rearview mirror in shame and indignation: "Don't talk nonsense!"

"No way!" Ron yelled strangely: "Ginny's attitude towards you can be seen even by a blind man. You haven't made any progress yet?"

Harry suppressed his face and said nothing.

"You and Ginny are the only ones who have developed among the three of us." Ron said, "Don't delay my sister!"

Harry: "What about you, Aunt Molly has been asking about you for a long time!"

Ron leaned back in the chair awkwardly.

"George and Fred don't have girlfriends yet, why are you asking me?"

Harry finally found his chance to fight back.

"You don't have anyone you like?" Harry curled his lips and glanced at the sky: "You were not like this when you were at Hogwarts!"

Ron: "I'm so happy to be an adventurer now, I don't have time to make love!"

Harry shrugged: "You are like this, and so is Hermione. They both gave up their feelings for the things in front of them. No, Hermione is much more serious than you. She has no love at all in her eyes."

Ron was stunned, and it took a long time before he sighed.

"Hermione has gone farther than us, and she'll never stay put for someone."

In the carriage, the two young men sighed at the same time.

Hermione is now the acting head of Ravenclaw, no matter in terms of style or temperament, she is no longer the rational but fragile girl she used to be. She keeps moving forward without stopping.

...

"Middle-earth civilization has existed for thousands of years, but its development is extremely slow, or even stagnant."

America, Harvard History Department Library.

Gandalf and the history professor sat opposite each other with a slightly gloomy expression.

He has the authority granted by Hogwarts, he can freely go to various countries, and can be respected in various universities and countries. Gandalf uses this authority to walk the earth and find answers.

He saw the vigorous development of earth civilization.

I saw highly developed technology and magic.

And these are Middle-earth, which Arda never had.

The professor of history handed the document to the gray-robed wizard: "We have studied the world of Middle-earth. There are complicated reasons for its stagnation, but in the final analysis there are two points. One is that it is relatively closed; the other is that you have genuine Gods."

"Mr. Gandalf, maybe you already know that the magical world has coexisted with human civilization, and it also has a long history, but only in the last five years have there been breakthrough developments."

"This is closedness. The magic world is closed and isolated from the human world. They cannot get new ideas, and they have also fallen into a long stagnation."

"Middle-earth is far more closed than the magical world, and you can't even generate new ideas, and stagnate forever like stagnant water."

The professor of history glanced at Gandalf's uncertain face and paused.

"Please continue." Gandalf said in a low voice, "I can still accept it."

The history professor nodded.

"The fundamental reason for the closedness is that there are real gods in your world."

“…”

Gandalf got up in a trance, thanked the professor, and walked out of the library.

The warm sunshine fell on him.

The gray-robed wizard walked around the campus, looking at the energetic faces of the students, recalling what he had seen and heard over the past year, he finally understood what the answer Zhou Qi said was?

Why is the history of the world of Arda much longer than that of the earth, but its development is so slow?

Because there are gods.

If the gods are unwilling to progress, the world cannot progress.

Compared with the gods of Arda, the wizards on the earth with extraordinary power have been advancing. They are eager for knowledge and progress, and lead human civilization forward. The earth is equivalent to a country in the rising period.

Hogwarts would invade Arda.

How to avoid stagnant water and widen the fish pond into the ocean.

Not only Arda, but more worlds and more civilizations will be invaded in the future. Only by maintaining the advanced nature and using other worlds as resources, will the earth's arcane civilization advance forever.

Gandalf stopped, looked at the birds in the sky, and fell into thought.

.....

The floating land.

Tom Riddle leaned against the door with his chest folded, watching Snape gather the three Deathly Hallows and make the final preparations.

"Do you need my help?" The former Dark Lord asked with a chuckle.

Snape's face was cold and he didn't lift his eyelids.

Both of them were wizards with five rings, and they were comparable. Snape walked faster than Tom Riddle. He was stuck at the critical point of the legendary wizard, but he couldn't get past it.

There are many reasons for not being able to pass, such as insufficient magic power, such as not pure enough soul.

But Snape couldn't get over it because of a knot in his heart.

He still regrets what he did nineteen years ago, even if he suppressed his feelings to the freezing point, the regret and pain still haven't diminished.

He still remembered why he took the path of an arcane wizard.

"I'm enough alone."

Snape put the invisibility cloak on his body, eliminating its inherent invisibility effect, and responded to the former Dark Lord.

Then,

disappear into thin air.

Tom Riddle frowned slightly, looking through the barriers of the world, looking at the world of death, which symbolized the end. In the endless gray fog, the god of death curled up and embraced the spirit world.

Snape walked in the gray mist, the invisibility cloak avoided the sight of Death, the Resurrection Stone illuminated the way forward, and the Elder Wand pointed the way.

He glanced at the sleeping god of death and fell into the spirit world.

The spirit world, the ultimate affiliation of humans and wizards, the end of all things.

No one has ever come back from the spirit world alive, and there has never been a record of the spirit world.

What appeared in Snape's eyes was a gray world.

The gray sky and the gray earth, the gray buildings and the gray rivers, and the immeasurable, numb gray soul.

Occasionally a living soul falls into this dead world.

Those living souls kept their memories and emotions, and lived together in the same area. After Snape inquired, he understood what was going on in the spirit world. Souls had endless lives in the spirit world.

But in the same way, the endless life brings only sinking.

There is no death here, the scenery never changes, the sky is always a misty day.

For tens of millions of years, nothing will change.

After a long period of time, souls will choose to perish and become gray-white—their memories will be slowly lost, they will forget everything, they will live numbly in the spirit world, and eventually become the nourishment of the spirit world.

Only then will there be true liberation.

Snape bid farewell to these friendly undead, and walked towards the depths of the spirit world. Along the way, he met many wizards and celebrities in history. In order to keep their mentality fresh, some of these people were schizophrenic, and some were repetitive. Death after death.