Hogwarts Homecoming

Dumbledore staggered up to Ariana, whose appearance was forever fixed at the age of fourteen. His face was filled with tears, and his arms were trembling to touch the face of this girl with a pure and flawless smile.

However, when his fingertips were only two inches away from Ariana's face, they bounced away like an electric shock.

His tear-filled eyes were filled with sadness,

"I'm sorry, Ariana, I'm sorry--"

Dumbledore whimpered,

"Will you forgive me, Ariana, for the stupid mistake I made?"

Ariana smiled tenderly, with infinite love in her clear eyes that reflected Dumbledore's old face.

"I never blamed you, Albus—"

In one sentence, Dumbledore burst into tears.

Amosta, who was some distance behind Dumbledore, was a little frightened.

"Headmaster Dumbledore?"

Amosta shouted sharply, but Dumbledore seemed to really see something and talk to someone, and turned a deaf ear to his call!

Amosta's sharp eyes searched where Dumbledore's eyes were pointing, straining his eyes.

However, he couldn't see anything except those misty gray clouds!

"Headmaster Dumbledore?"

Things got a little out of control. Amosta grabbed Dumbledore's raised arm and pulled him back.

But this still did not bring Dumbledore back to his senses. The old man, who was mired in grief and unable to extricate himself, kept mumbling his apologies and ignored his calls!

Pursing his lips, Amosta forced himself to calm down.

Dumbledore might have seen something.

This thought flashed through Amosta's mind, and what he saw was not completely false, but something real.

With the tyrannical spiritual power that he could barely condense into the realm, he did feel that besides his and Dumbledore's powerful souls, there was a third soul wave nearby.

Very weak, not even as strong as a Muggle soul. He had spent a lot of time studying the blood curse before, and in the process he had consumed a lot of equipment such as frogs and mice.

The intensity of the soul wave that I feel now is similar to that of these animals that have not yet developed their intelligence!

"You must wake up, Headmaster Dumbledore!"

Amosta stood in front of Dumbledore and called again.

But when Dumbledore didn't want to wake up, which made Amosta even more worried, Dumbledore's old face became much more haggard in just a few minutes, as if he was about to die!

The resurrection stone will absorb the user's vitality to achieve resurrection effect, like a Horcrux? !

The thought that popped into his mind shocked Amosta!

It is indeed recorded in fairy tales and various historical materials that people who use the Resurrection Stone may be immersed in sorrow and eventually die!

Something had to be done.

With a stern look on his face, Amosta pulled out his wand, preparing to make Dumbledore faint.

only--

A flash of light suddenly jumped into his mind, making Amosta's face look pale.

"Call the gods to protect you!"

With a solemn shout, pure white light suddenly illuminated the wilderness.

A flying snake with black and white wings on its back, and even its scales were clearly visible, swam out of the void and hovered around Amosta.

Amosta stepped away from Dumbledore, his eyes exploring the space again.

The void shrouded by the radiance of the Patron Saint was still empty. Amosta looked disappointed and was about to disperse the Patron Saint, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The patron saint wandering in the void suddenly hissed with his neck, wailing again and again!

The patron saint reflects the spirit of the driver. Before Amosta could react to the strangeness of his patron saint, his expression suddenly changed.

boom!

The vast and high-pitched sound of the yellow bell suddenly appeared in his mind, and Amosta's vision became hazy in shock.

At the moment when his consciousness was turbid, a hazy roar came into Amosta's ears, and the feeling of ephemerality suddenly came over him!

hiss--

When the blur in front of his eyes dissipated, Amosta took a closer look, and his expression suddenly froze!

He was no longer in the low, gloomy woods in front of the Gaunt family, but appeared in an endless space filled with gray turbulence and nothingness.

There was a door in front of him that could not be described with words of great praise, its majesty and power!

In addition, there is a yellow clay tablet the size of a book suspended above his head, which seems to be made of the same material as this!

Tablet of destiny!

Amosta raised his head and looked at the suspended clay tablet above his head, the corners of his mouth tightened.

He got this clay tablet from the sacred land of the centaurs. It is said that Merlin left it behind and ordered the centaurs to guard it.

After touching the clay tablet that day, Amosta fell into a fantasy world and saw that he had floated into this gray world from behind the magnificent door in front of him. After waking up, the clay tablet disappeared into his soul. , no trace.

Unexpectedly, it appeared again today.

"What the hell is this-"

Even with Amosta's knowledge of magic, he still couldn't explain what he was going through!

He stretched out his hand to touch the gray turbulence around him, but he seemed to be in an illusion. The gray air flow traversed his body and palms without any interference in its trajectory.

"Hallucination. Or am I really brought to this mysterious world by the clay tablet?"

Amosta murmured.

Buzz--

At this moment, the clay plate suspended above Amosta's head suddenly buzzed, as if to remind Amosta something.

Feeling something, Amosita immediately looked at the mysterious door.

And at one glance, his body trembled.

Someone appeared, but this time it was not him.

The soul of a girl with long light golden hair emerged from the gray airflow. She lay flat in the void and fell asleep, slowly floating towards the giant door.

Before penetrating the giant door, under the influence of the power of rules, her body was deprived, and a group of pure and flawless light penetrated the giant door, while the deprived body gradually dissipated.

No.

Amosita moved his eyes and rejected his guess.

It did not dissipate, but was restored to the gray airflow that is everywhere in this world.

These gray airflows are

Amosita is analyzing everything he saw, but at this time, new changes have appeared again.

The blonde girl who was deprived of something by the power of rules and integrated with this world was separated from the gray airflow again under the interference of an inexplicable force and reappeared in front of the door.

Before Amosta could react, a hazy vortex suddenly enveloped the blonde girl and swallowed her.

Buzz--

A buzzing sound came into his ears again, and Amosta's eyes were hazy again!

The cold wilderness, the dilapidated old house, the gloomy dense forest and the dim waning moon.

Amosta turned around stiffly.

Hiss--

A young blonde girl with a slightly illusory figure jumped into his eyes, making Amosta gasp!

"You"

Amosta's lips moved, and his face was full of disbelief.

"It's Ariana Dumbledore's sister?"

Amosta murmured. He didn't expect the girl who was comforting the painful Dumbledore to respond to him, but--

"I've seen you--"

Ariana didn't look sad at all. She smiled at Amosta. The words spoken in a clear voice like a lark made Dumbledore stop crying and finally looked at Amosta with astonishment.

"What do you mean?"

Amosta himself was in deep shock, and he asked with difficulty.

"You have existed in that timeless eternal place for a long time--"

Ariana said. (End of this chapter)