Chapter 62: The Jealous Bloody Baron

The Twilight Zone, the middle ground between life and death...

Rolf silently pondered Helena's words. This was the first time he heard the word "Twilight Zone".

He had never seen any magic book mention it before.

The boy suddenly remembered that in the original time and space, when Harry finally chose to die, he suddenly appeared at King's Cross Station and met Dumbledore, who had been dead for a long time.

Could it be that the Twilight Zone was there?

"Is the appearance of the Twilight Zone not fixed?" Rolf suddenly asked.

"Yes, the Twilight Zone is both real and illusory. What it looks like depends on who enters it. When I entered, it was Hogwarts Castle.

But there are no students, no portraits, no ghosts, nothing in the castle... Even the stairs can't move. It's just a construction of my memory."

Helena was silent for a moment and said, "I stayed in it for a long time, but I didn't have the courage to move forward, and I didn't want to die, so I returned to the human world.

When I woke up again, I became a ghost."

Rove listened silently, and Helena sighed and said:

"As a ghost, I lost the ability to touch entities, and was bound to the place where I lived forever. From then on, I belonged neither here nor there..."

Rove thought for a moment and asked, "Can anyone stay in the Twilight Zone for a long time? I mean, neither rushing towards death nor choosing to return to the human world?"

"I don't know, but I think it's difficult." Helena smiled bitterly:

"The Twilight Zone is just a void, there is no one, you don't even have the concept of time... Can you stay in such a place for a thousand years?"

Rove shook his head.

Without any entertainment facilities, and even without anyone to accompany you, just staying in a silent dead place... let alone a thousand years, even a month might make you crazy.

Humans are social animals. Even the top otakus have the Internet and entertainment facilities such as "second dimension wives". They are not completely separated from society.

"So, you were in a hazy fantasy at that time. If you continued to walk, you would be completely dead?" Rove asked.

"Probably." Helena whispered:

"I once heard people say that death is just another great adventure, but I was afraid at that time... People who become ghosts are afraid to face death."

Rove nodded slightly and continued to ask some questions.

Talking about death with a dead person, although it feels a bit like poking scars, who made Helena the person involved.

Of course, Helena is just a personal case, which is of reference value at most. Rove is going to conduct a large-scale questionnaire survey. Anyway, there are ghosts in Hogwarts.

However, ghosts in general would be very secretive about such things. Only Rolf and Helena had a special relationship, so she was willing to tell the truth.

The two quickly walked through the corridor and came to the underground classroom where Nick held his death anniversary.

There was a banner at the door:

Warmly congratulate Nicholas de Minsy Porpington on his 500th death!

There was also a pile of wreaths and bouquets on the ground.

Nick, who was almost headless, stood at the door, wearing a black velvet curtain, and he looked more like a... master of ceremonies.

Nick came up and said excitedly: "Ms. Grey, it is an honor for you to attend my death anniversary."

Every hundred years, Nick will imitate the famous Nick Flamel and hold a death anniversary... Ms. Grey has never attended!

Nick always feels that something is missing if the most beautiful ghost in Britain does not attend this death anniversary.

"My dear friend, welcome, welcome."

Nick looked at the boy again and said in surprise: "I am so happy that you can come... Rolf, are you alone?"

He did not expect Rolf to come.

Although the two sides knew each other well, they were not from the same college, and living people rarely attended the banquet of the dead, so he did not invite Rolf.

"Rolf came with me." Helena raised her voice and said proudly, "I am his female companion tonight!"

Nick, who was almost headless, was a little stunned for a moment. He looked at Rolf, then looked at Ms. Grey, then took off his hat with feathers, bowed and invited them in.

Nick wanted to remind them that the Bloody Baron was also there, but after a moment of hesitation, the two had already entered the room.

All the ghosts in Hogwarts knew that the Bloody Baron liked the beautiful Ms. Grey.

The Bloody Baron often wandered outside the Ravenclaw Tower, and when he saw Ms. Grey, he liked to look at her stupidly.

Even a fool could see it!

Ms. Grey was indifferent to everyone, but she was walking with a boy, which made people think deeply.

Will they fight? !

Nick thought excitedly.

Rolf followed Helena into the room. A chandelier hung from the ceiling, with a thousand candles lit, flashing a blue light, making it look particularly eerie.

The temperature in the room was very low, just like a morgue. I have to say, the atmosphere was pretty good.

Rolf was the only living person, and Helena was so beautiful that she immediately attracted the attention of all the ghosts.

Many Hogwarts ghosts noticed the scene here and saw Ms. Grey and Scamander walk in together.

Myrtle was so jealous that her eyes were about to spit fire, and then she couldn't help crying. Why didn't she get a chance to have a good man?

No one wanted her even if she was given away for free!

On the dance floor, the fat monk who was happily swaying with a group of nuns stopped swaying, and he couldn't help but cover his forehead.

Last time, he helped Ms. Gray and sent a message to Rove. He knew that their relationship was unusual and asked Rove to be careful... How could he be so aboveboard?

The fat monk carefully glanced at the shackled man not far away and prayed: "You should forgive, you should forget..."

The skinny Blood Man Barrow turned around, his eyes widened, and the shackles on his arms tightened, making a rattling sound.

All the ghosts immediately made room for him.

Helena stretched out her hand, trying to take Luof's hand. Although there was no doubt that it had penetrated... but the provocative taste could be imagined.

Luofu curled his lips, a woman's desire for revenge.

Of course, men are also very revengeful.

Bloody Barro looked at Rolf with hostile eyes, staring at him, as if he wanted to strangle him to death with the iron chain in his hand.

Nick rushed in. Although he was dead, he was still very scared. He hurriedly waved and said: "Music...start!"

A group of ghosts carrying strange instruments played, making a disgusting sound like fingernails scraping on a blackboard.

Hundreds of milky-white, translucent ghosts began to wander and waltz around the crowded dance floor.

"Rolf, how about a dance with me?"

Helena's voice was neither loud nor quiet, but it was just enough for Bloody Barro to hear, and his teeth were about to break.

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(Thanks to "Sad Liao Qiufeng" and "Just Love Wading Langshui" for the reward.

By the way, Harry finally appeared at King's Cross Station and met Dumbledore. The official translation of that place is "Twilight Zone", which was not written casually by Crow Crow.

Although this translation is not magical, it is an official translation after all. )