Hogwarts Homecoming

After hearing Sirius's slightly sarcastic words, Selina and Errel's already dull expressions became even more uneasy.

Trak Graves is the chief officer of the Department of Security, a well-deserved senior figure within the Magical Congress of the United States of America, and has been known to the world for his strict self-discipline and integrity over the years.

The Aurors of the Security Department are proud of having such a high position.

And the evidence of guilt that was shining brightly in front of him undoubtedly tore off Graves' fig leaf, proving that this outstanding Auror was not as perfect as he appeared to the world.

Amelia felt average about this.

She does admire wizards like Graves, but not to the same extent as the Aurors who have followed Graves for many years, and some of the decisions made by the head of the Security Department these days also disgust Amelia. .

"No one is perfect, Mr. Black—"

After a moment of silence, Selina looked at Sirius and said gloomily,

"Even Mr. Dumbledore, Mr. Brain, and you, Mr. Black, I think you will not forget that you entered the United States through smuggling."

Sirius curled his lips, shrugged and smiled, not particularly paying attention to Selina's 'condemnation'.

The breeze fluttered the curtains, and the ominous bloody moonlight filtered through the window sash, forming ghostly shadows rippling like water waves on the walls of the dark study.

Everyone in the room was looking at the fireplace, and all of them had a bad feeling in their hearts. They all seemed to vaguely foresee that the place they were going to next might not be as peaceful as this villa.

"Are we-"

Hesitating, Errel looked at Sirius,

"Let that magical phoenix summon our people here?"

"No need-"

After suppressing his disdain for Graves, who had caused Amosta a lot of trouble, Sirius regained the calmness and professionalism of an Auror.

"Even if you bring everyone over, it won't work. The fireplace can only teleport one person at a time. If so many Aurors want to reach another location through the fireplace, it will take at least ten minutes. If the other end of the fireplace If there is an ambush, then your colleagues are doomed."

"Then if there is really an ambush, the few of us"

Amelia said a little worriedly. It was only now that she realized how reliable a sense of security a great magician like Amosta could give people. By following him, there was no need to worry about safety.

"Even if there is an ambush, I think the four of us can last for a while. In that case, Fox will have the opportunity to transfer all the Aurors at once. This can even catch those dark creatures by surprise, which is more beneficial to us."

Sirius's point of view convinced Selina and Errel, so the four of them stood in front of the fireplace one after another. The difference from before was that although Sirius was still at the front, Amelia was left behind. Finally, after a few tense bursts of fire, the four people disappeared into the dark study.

In the mountains and fields, strong winds passed through the lush forests, emitting screams like female ghosts. The huge buildings in the mountains were shrouded in the shadows of the green peaks illuminated by the blood-colored moonlight, as if they were surrounded by ghosts.

Roar!

The poisonous leopard, whose eyes returned to normal, looked up to the sky and let out a shrill roar. It jumped up with all its strength and rushed towards the wizard whose face was hidden in the shadow in the blood pool!

The powerful force did allow it to briefly escape from the water of the blood pool. However, the blood in the blood pool seemed to be alive. The blood was splashed and the moment the Poison Leopard emerged from the water, it was revealed in a ferocious manner, with tentacle-like blood streaks. The whip cracked through the air, binding the Poison Leopard all over at an even faster speed, and ruthlessly pulling it back into the blood pool.

The roar, the splashing of blood, the terrifying roar in the void.

Many sounds intertwined and resounded through the hall, like a death concerto with passionate melody reaching its climax.

As time goes by, the poisonous leopard, a powerful and high-risk magical animal, gradually begins to scream unbearably. Compared with its previous strong posture, its body has become much thinner, as if there is something in the blood pool. The power was sucking out his life.

It was still struggling hard and unwillingly, and the unyielding light in its eyes full of manic and animalistic nature was still unquenched, but in the end, it was powerless.

Under the indifferent gaze of the dull-looking wizard by the pool in this hall with a pair of red eyes, the wailing sound of the poison leopard gradually died out, and only the tarnished dry skin of the huge body was left. Slowly The ground sank into the pool of blood and completely melted.

The wizard who was standing by the pool like a sculpture finally made some movement. He raised his hand and stared at the smooth and imprisoned fang in his hand with indifferent eyes for a long time--

"Amelia Det and Sirius Black, are you sure they are dead underground?"

Behind the man, Morgens, who was bowing and standing, said in a voice mixed with a bit of shame,

"Before I left there, I blew up all the fireplaces with Apparition beings there. There was no other way for them to get out of there."

"That is to say, you are not convinced that they are dead?"

The man then asked,

"You also don't know why they were able to get rid of the influence of the potion so quickly, wake up and catch up. You don't know why it was just them and Amosta Brain didn't show up?"

Morgens lowered his head and remained silent.

"Forget it, it's not important anymore——"

The man beside the blood pool shook his head slightly.

After devouring the Nangdu Leopard, the blood pool underwent new changes. A vortex gradually emerged in the middle of the boiling water surface, and the vortex speed quickly accelerated, affecting the blood in the entire blood pool. Suddenly, the sound of a ferocious beast flew out from the blood surface. It was the Nangdu Leopard in blood state.

The murderer who ultimately failed to avoid the unfortunate ending roared with hatred and pounced on the man by the pool again fiercely. However, the vortex in the center of the blood pool suddenly burst out with an unmatched attraction. Under this force, the flesh of the Nangdu Leopard reshaped by blood was like a broken wall and ruins. Its magic and vitality completely disappeared in the blood pool, blending with countless tragic dead souls.

Kacha——

The surface of the blood pool that received the new power suddenly erupted with a shrill thunder, and the surface of the blood pool beat like a bulging beating heart. All the vampires in the hall changed their colors in unison. They all felt that their blood seemed to be stimulated by something and flowed rapidly in their bodies, as if they were cheering eagerly for the blood monarch who was about to be resurrected!

"Unprecedented changes--"

Morgans looked up at the scene infatuatedly, and said in a trembling voice,

"For centuries. The hateful Church. It will eventually return."

Unconsciously, Morgens stood up, with an excited look, and slowly approached the blood pool, while the man by the pool looked at it indifferently, with a flash of mockery in his deep eyes.

"So, are you sure that as long as you inject the power of this fang, you can revive it, Morgens?"

The man turned his palm over and looked at the fang in his hand, his face also revealed a faint expectation.

"I am very sure!"

Morgans said solemnly,

"This power that originally belonged to it was deprived by the despicable Church. I don't know what happened. It flowed into the hands of Amosta Brian, but he couldn't care about the great power in it."

"Then let us wait and see--"

The man whispered, holding the fang in one hand, and then pulled out his wand.

Along with the strange chanting and mysterious spellcasting, the complex magic corridors on the ground around the blood pool were activated one by one, and began to emit a dim and ominous glimmer. The thunder in the blood pool suddenly emitted a more brilliant red light. The fangs in the man's palms were summoned by an inexplicable force and hung above the blood pool with a whoosh.

Buzz!

The blood-colored thunder connected the vortex in the center of the blood pool and the fangs floating in the air, becoming a channel for infusing power!

Boiling, roaring, and roaring--every drop of blood in the blood pool turned into a face full of hatred and unwillingness, blending with each other, fighting and devouring each other. The extremely powerful magic enveloped the abandoned hall, and the pressure like the overturning of the sky pressed on the hearts of every living being. In a trance, the blood pool seemed to have become a door to hell, and a peerless demon was reviving from hell!

The vampires looked at the hall with reverent and pious eyes, except for——

"What on earth are you doing, Mr. Graves!"

Behind a group of vampires, Sirius and others who came here through the fireplace stared at Graves, who was surrounded by vampires and raised his wand to face the fangs suspended in the air. Selina screamed like she was about to collapse!