Hogwarts Homecoming

Under the bright moonlight, the space suddenly shook abnormally, and when the fluctuations subsided, Amosta had already appeared from nothingness.

Snap, snap, snap--

The wind wandering on the plain swung Amosta's robe, and the endless "green sea" in front of him was exactly the same as in his memory.

Looking up, a clear star belt hung on the night sky above the wilderness far away from the bustling city.

Even though there were endless light years between them, its magnificent splendor still made Amosta yearn for it.

Starry sky return--

In the noisy silence, Amosta shook his head gently and pointed his eyes to a place.

The huge stone soaked in the vicissitudes of time lay on the Salisbury Plain.

In ancient times, the mysterious magic circle built by ancient wizards to interact with the starry sky has now changed its identity and become a world-famous prehistoric relic attraction.

Such an identity is not buried.

After a short silence, Amosita started to walk towards the Stonehenge, his flying wizard robes rustling against the green grass.

The ancient stone was surrounded by Muggle fences that did not provide any protection.

Just like last time, a Muggle was sleeping soundly in the entrance booth with dim light.

Click!

In order not to disturb the Muggle's sleep, Amosita sent a Stunning Spell as usual.

Slowly walking to the middle of the huge stone door, Amosita sighed with a complicated look.

Since he saw the shadow of Gryffindor here, the memories of the four founders of Hogwarts were sent to him one after another.

The double snake staff also flowed out from here through his hand.

For Amosita, this is the starting point of many troubles.

So far, he has been wondering if many crises could have been avoided if he had not gone deep into the space behind the door.

His deep eyes slowly swept across the interlaced and fragmented lines on the surface of the stone, and Amosita shook his head again.

This idea is just self-deception.

The complex color in the eyes filled with mysterious purple disappeared, and the extremely penetrating vision saw through the magic corridor carved in the giant stone.

The flow of magic in the magic corridor is not smooth.

This is not surprising. When I left last time, the space in the secret realm had collapsed, and the stone circle as the door even collapsed.

Although the Muggles later returned the fallen boulders to their original positions, the door had been irreversibly damaged at the magical level.

Quietly, a piece of wood appeared in Amosta's palm.

Last time, Vitia used a stone pillar to complete the mysterious magic corridor in the stone circle, thus opening the stone door.

In front of Voldemort, she obviously didn't have the ability to pass the stone pillar to Severus, so she gave Severus a piece of wood.

In the bright starlight, Amosta looked at the wood in his hand.

The seemingly ordinary wood fragments were engraved with complex magic corridors, and countless magic nodes flickered like stars in Amosita's sight.

The wood fragments as carriers were not important at all, what was important was the "key" inside.

It would take more than one day to restore the key. I'm afraid that Vitia had planned to let him come again this time.

Breathing.

With each breath, the chaotic thoughts in his mind were abandoned by Amosita, and the purple eyes filled with faint light were replaced by indifference.

It was dangerous to explore the world annihilated in the turbulence of space again, but Vitia deliberately let him explore again, presumably to remind himself of something.

Buzz--

Magic power poured into the wood fragments, and the wood as a carrier was blown away by the wind like sand, and one after another "stars" flew out of the powder and floated towards the towering stone formation.

Inspired by it, the originally cold Stonehenge suddenly underwent a wonderful change.

In the magic vision, inside the transparent boulder, the magic nodes like the endless stars inlaid in the vast night sky began to flicker and flow.

The key was embedded in the lock.

Zizi, Zizi

The edge of the inner frame of the giant door in front of Amosita began to glow.

Mirror of Eris.

The effect of the side placed here as a door is completely different from the side known to the world.

The light emitted by the inner frame of the giant door began to extend to the center. Before it was about to form a magic mirror, the flat mirror surface was like the undulating water surface, and the whole system was emitting sparks.

Amosita looked at all the anomalies calmly, not very surprised.

Since the magic nodes have been damaged, it is normal for the door to be unstable.

Under Amosita's gaze, it continued to extend and shrink, but in the end, the door was still opened.

Buzz--

The door continued to shake, and the "light screen" that Amosita was waiting for might show the picture of peeping into his heart did not appear. It was always hazy.

After a brief thought, Amosta understood.

Now his soul has ‘matured’ and is about to break out of its cocoon.

If he refuses, it will be difficult for the Mirror of Erised to see into his heart.

A hole appeared in the center of the shaking light screen, and then it regrouped in the fluctuations. Seeing this, Amosta frowned slightly.

I am afraid that after entering this time, this door will be completely destroyed. Not only will it no longer be able to locate the small world in the void, but even the Stonehenge itself may not be saved.

After all, it is not an easy task to move a wizard as powerful as him to the void.

He rectified his spirit again, and then Amosta stepped into the door.

Boom!

Just as Amosta expected, the moment his figure disappeared into the door, the stone circle that had stood on the Salisbury Plain for thousands of years collapsed.

The former utopia, the island of Avalon where all races lived in harmony, has now become a lost land exiled to the void by Yonghen.

Even the deadly land that Amosta had seen is gone.

Now, only the fragmented and broken rocks covered by gray fog are suspended in the boundless space turbulence.

If nothing unexpected happens, these broken walls and ruins will exist in the void for countless years, and it is not impossible that they will exist longer than human civilization.

And today, this exiled land has welcomed guests again.

Boom!

Even this boundless "airflow" cannot interfere, but the gray fog that rolls and unfolds with its own will suddenly surges up after a thunderclap on the plain.

Like a group of sharks smelling blood, they rushed madly towards a void crack.

However, before the gray fog could rush in, it was driven back by the unusually hot breath in this narrow and long space crack with a distance of several miles between the top and the bottom.

Boom!

Another thunderous sound.

The void trembled violently, and then, a golden "pupil" suddenly appeared deep in the huge hollow crack that looked like an upright eye.

As soon as the golden pupil appeared, it sprayed red flames around at an astonishing speed. In a moment, the huge "eye" in the space turbulence was filled with hot flames.

And the radiance radiated by this "Eye of God" illuminated the entire area into the color of sunset!

Not only the gray fog, but also the surrounding space turbulence also violently conflicted with the flames gushing out of the vertical pupil, trying to smooth out this amazing crack.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The boundary of the "vertical pupil" where the three forces were fiercely fighting was a breathtaking black and red!

Da, Da, Da——

As the footsteps gradually became clearer, in the flame pupils, a dazzling golden pupil, a figure with gray hair and purple eyes descended into the void! (End of this chapter)