Hogwarts Homecoming

The fangs are of the same origin as this strange mass of blood.

Amosta still remembered that when Verolence sold him the fang, he mentioned that this vampire fang came from a powerful vampire in the fifteenth century.

At that time, the Holy See's presence in the world of extraordinary power was still very strong, and vampires were definitely among the top heresies they had to deal with. They suppressed a vampire, and the fangs left behind flowed into magic after many twists and turns. World, and its essence came to the United States after hundreds of years of wandering under the protection of its descendants?

A cloud drifted in, covering up the brilliance of the new rising sun, and the bedroom where Amosta was sitting fell into darkness.

Amosta folded his hands under his chin, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

From the blood, Amosta guessed why the group of vampires hunted those high-risk magical creatures. They were eyeing the blood of these creatures that contained high concentrations of magic power. Compared to hunting magical creatures, hunting The wizard is really eye-catching.

Now that the vampires and Ryuhei Sato have fallen into the hands of the Magic Congress, this group of professionals will eventually figure out what the vampires are planning. Even if they really intend to resurrect any dangerous creature, the conspiracy will be foiled.

However, a faint feeling of uneasiness always lingered in Amosta's heart, making it impossible for him who didn't intend to meddle in other people's business to completely relax.

The morning sun was struggling through the clouds, and a few rays of light green light shone through the gaps in the clouds on the crescent-shaped fangs.

After a moment of hesitation, Amosta's eyes calmed down again. No matter what went wrong, at least this fang was worth exploring.

The fingers moved slightly, and the bright white fangs floated up in the breeze, suspended at a position parallel to Amosta's line of sight. The next second, Amosta's originally peaceful gaze became sharp, and his sight passed through Fangs, look deeper——

Click! --Clang!

The dim bedroom seemed to have a flash of thunder, and the air shook violently for a moment, causing the large and flexible floor-to-ceiling windows to shake violently.

In the void, countless streams of light flashed past Amosta's eyes, and what followed was the sea of ​​blood absorbed by the fangs.

In the space of this Sumeru Ring, a sea of ​​blood exuding ominous crimson fluorescence spreads to the end of the world.

Two dark purple moons suddenly appeared above the dark world. With heavy majesty, they quietly looked at the many ferocious and hateful faces that flashed away in the sea of ​​blood. Those were the faces that had lost their lives. The remaining resentment towards this vampire's life is trapped in never-ending torture!

As the light from the two purple moons became more and more majestic, blood and thunder gradually grew in the space inside the fangs, and the outline of Amosta's face gradually entered this space.

The huge spiritual power shook this place, the space of the fangs began to tremble, and the sea of ​​​​blood below also surged violently as if it was provoked. Thousands of faces howled and whined, and the malice rising into the sky turned into billowing columns of black smoke. He rushed high into the sky, trying to drive Amosta out of here, but he couldn't do it——

Finally, Amosta's complete face emerged in the sea of ​​​​blood, like a god, looking down at the sea of ​​​​blood with indifferent and hollow eyes.

And just when Amosta was planning to invest even greater spiritual power into the world of fangs, the sea of ​​blood below suddenly changed!

Under the influence of the mysterious connection, the turbulent and tumbling sea of ​​blood became transparent into nothingness in an instant. Amosta's sight penetrated into the space, and a new scene appeared in front of him.

A dilapidated rotunda, the surrounding walls have faded and deserted, and through the circular glass vault, you can see the rolling green mountains outside.

In the center of the hall is a pool the size of a private swimming pool, which seems very abrupt. It is obvious that the pool is not the original furnishings of this official hall, but was built later.

The water in the pool is not rotten and smelly water, but blood!

The crimson, almost black, blood has a strange quality. This pool of blood is as thick as a gel, and it expands every few seconds, and then shrinks, just like fetal movement.

Amosta glanced across the densely packed and shining magic corridors engraved on the ground along the four sides of the pool, and finally cast his gaze into the pool.

Buzz!

As if he could sense Amosta's prying eyes, the frequency of the blood pool's 'fetal movements' suddenly accelerated a lot, and bright lights began to flash rhythmically under the blood level.

This pool of blood is indeed extraordinary. Amosta's embodied spiritual power is actually impenetrable and unable to peer into the bottom of the pool. And when Amosta tries to put even greater spiritual power here, without any warning, the blood pool Suddenly a corpse floated up!

A man of about twenty years old, dressed in the clothes of a middle-world aristocrat, with handsome features that are simply charming.

The color of the man's skin can no longer be simply described as white. It is like a baby that is still in the mother's body for four to five months before birth. The skin color is still translucent, and the silent heart in the body can be faintly seen.

Wow - the pool of blood surges!

Amosta's peek seemed to offend the vampire who was not fully born or was not fully resurrected. In an instant, the vampire opened its eyes, and a pair of blood-red pupils appeared in front of Amosta.

Boom!

The moment the gazes from deep purple and blood-red eyes met in mid-air, a violent hurricane suddenly surged in the dilapidated hall. The tyrannical force instantly shattered the circular glass dome, and even the surrounding walls appeared with ferocious signs. crack!

The shock of mental power caused countless tiny thunderbolts to flash through the smoke-filled hall, and the force of the recoil caused the corpses floating in the blood pool to sink into the blood pool again. The complete mental strength almost collapsed, and finally disappeared without a trace in a cold hum.

snap——

The moment his consciousness returned to his body, the fang lost the power to support its suspension and fell to the ground. The desk in front of Amosta had been shattered into pieces at some point. The room was as miserable as a typhoon passing through, and the tempered glass that fell to the ground Thousands of cracks appeared on the window, and one corner broke away from the frame, hanging thousands of feet in the air——

Amosta gently rubbed the center of his eyebrows. After a moment, his vision returned to clarity. He looked down at the fangs that had fallen into the cracks of several wooden boards, his eyes as deep as the abyss.

In the blink of an eye, dusk is approaching, and the afterglow of the setting sun is leaving, but the red sun in the sky can't wait to bring light to the people of another continent.

Zhi. Zhi.

There was a sad sound of electricity coming from the telephone pole, and the light bulb with many dead mosquitoes stuck to it flickered on and off for a while, then gave off a steady light.

"Honey--"

Standing by the mailbox, Mr. Det glanced at the lit street lights. The toes in his leather shoes unconsciously scratched the ground. He took a few quick breaths and looked at his daughter beside him.

"Are you sure he will come?"

Mr. Det asked, for the eleventh time today.

"I believe Amosta will not lose track of time."

Amelia pursed her lips and said. The corner of her eyes fell on her father's anxious eyebrows, and the weird feeling in her heart became more and more intense.

Her parents' curiosity about Amosta Blaine has obviously gone beyond a normal range, reaching a point that she cannot understand.

"So, he's going to use your wizard's Disapparation, and oh, is it possible he's going to use the fireplace, like the last time your mother and I visited you in the hospital?"

Even though she had explained this issue several times today, Amelia still remained patient and said it again,

"He can't apparate. Dad, one of the conditions for apparating is that you must have been to that place. Amosta has never visited our home and the fireplace. The last time was a special situation. Under normal circumstances, No-Maj family fireplaces are not allowed to be connected to the Floo network. This is only the privilege of some high-ranking members of Congress--"

"So--"

Amosta Det wanted to ask again, but a speeding taxi from the corner interrupted him.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Det, I'm sorry to thank you for your kindness--"

Amosta, who was holding a bottle of whiskey as a gift, got out of the car and saw the old man walking happily towards him with a tie and said apologetically.

"Oh, what are you talking about, kid? We won't start eating for a while. Before that, you can take a look at the gift we prepared for you--"

Mr. Det said with a smile. He put his arm around Amosta's shoulders and led him into the house affectionately, leaving Amelia standing at the door, looking at the backs of the two men with confusion.