Hogwarts Homecoming

Is it related to him?

The vampires and Aurors waited for Fawkes in astonishment. They didn't understand why a bird instead of an intelligent magical creature could speak, but Amelia heard it. This was the headmaster of Hogwarts and the president of the International Federation of Wizards. , the voice of the greatest wizard of our time - Albus Dumbledore.

After the initial surprise, Sirius' attention went straight to the core. Dumbledore, who obviously wanted to hide something, didn't say it clearly, but Sirius guessed that this 'him' was most likely Voldemort!

"It has nothing to do with him, Headmaster Dumbledore—"

Amosta responded to the blue gaze with a calm expression,

"He is a wizard who has used this magic in history. The way he uses this magic is quite special, and the container he chooses to carry his soul is also very special."

"Oh, really?"

The interest in Fox's blue eyes grew stronger,

"I didn't hear a word from you."

"I'm sorry, Headmaster Dumbledore--"

Amosta remained unmoved;

"It's not time to share this story with you."

Sirius, who was confused after hearing this, suddenly felt something in his heart, and his eyes looking at Amosta changed slightly.

He remembered the past when they went on an adventure to Azkaban during last summer vacation. Like a dream, he actually saw the memories of Godric Gryffindor and Rowena Ravenclaw.

Following the memories of the two founders, they explored the underground secrets of the Azkaban island - that journey also confused Sirius, but he knew that it must involve the secret that Amosta was trying to hide, so , he swore to secrecy and not to tell anyone what happened during that trip.

But Amosta's reaction at that time was worth pondering. Sirius still remembered that when he swore to secrecy, Amosta told him-if he disappears one day, tell Dumbledore everything.

It's not time yet. Amosta just said something similar to Dumbledore.

Sirius' lips moved, but he finally suppressed his curiosity.

"Headmaster Dumbledore."

A low, hoarse voice sounded, and Graves looked at the Phoenix squatting on Blaine's shoulder sadly.

"If it's Albus Dumbledore...ah, I see-"

Graves showed a ferocious smile,

"This is your confidence, isn't it, Brian? You secretly let Dumbledore come to New York. Oh, in the shape of a bird?"

"It is a great pity that we should meet under these circumstances, Mr. Graves,"

Dumbledore's sigh echoed in the shattered hall,

"I still remember that three years ago, the International Federation of Wizards organized a meeting on how to ensure the safety of ordinary people in the wizarding world. Samuel brought a speech that was said to be from you. Some of the suggestions in it were very wise. "

"Oh, really?" Graves said mockingly, "I already forgot."

Dumbledore wanted to say something else, but Amosta interrupted him.

"His mastery of this magic is not clear enough. He has let too much reason leave his soul. It is impossible to expect him to repent for his actions. Even if he can really repent, he will not be able to get his soul back - -"

Amosta looked at the vampire ancestor standing next to Graves like a delicate wax statue with deep eyes.

"repent?"

Graves opened his mouth, revealing his dazzling white teeth.

"I think it won't be long before you all kneel down in front of me and confess to me your rudeness to a great master!"

Sirius couldn't help but sneer. I'm afraid no one who dominates the contemporary wizarding world has the courage and the strength to back up the courage to speak so loudly in front of Dumbledore and Amosta, but when he saw Graves' wrist flipping , when another dark wand appeared in his palm, Sirius' expression immediately turned ugly.

"Here's your wand, Amosta!"

Amelia exclaimed, having personally confiscated Amosta's wand and recognizing it immediately.

"Dumbledore."

Sirius also realized something important.

"How much can you do with your appearance?"

"Very limited -" Dumbledore smiled.

At this time, most of the Aurors came to their senses. Because Amosta Brain and Albus Dumbledore were standing in front of them, they subconsciously relaxed their nerves. But now that they think about it, the situation is still very serious. critical.

Dumbledore was not present in person at all. Even if he was present, he was already over a hundred years old and had not made a move in front of others for half a century. It was hard to say how much strength Dumbledore still had. Amosta Brain was normal. He can indeed be reassuring under certain circumstances, but his wand is still with Graves!

"for you--"

Amelia, who realized these things, immediately handed the wand to Amosta, her pure brown eyes reflected a firm light,

"No matter what magic he has learned, I believe you can stop him!"

Amosta forgot about Amelia and raised his eyebrows, but then smiled gently,

"Thanks. But I guess I don't need--"

"No need? You don't need it?"

Graves smiled,

"Does this mean that you already know that you are powerless in front of me now. Are you ready to die under your own wand?"

Dumbledore remained silent and just looked at him sadly, while Amosta stretched out his hand towards Graves, making an invitation gesture.

"If you think you can kill me, then please try -"

Selina's eyebrows suddenly stood up. She knew that Amosta Brain was a powerful wizard that was rare in time. The "Daily Prophet" on the other side of the ocean had been reporting on it for a long time, but... he wanted to Without a wand, to contend with Graves, who seems to have mastered some evil power?

Pursing her lips, Selena waited for Amosta's back, but before she could persuade her, Errel pulled out her wrist and shook her head covertly.

As if he had had enough of Amosta's pretentiousness, Graves lost the desire to say anything more. He looked at Amosta standing indifferently dozens of feet away with cold eyes, and tightened his hands on the person opposite him. wand, arm slowly raised--

"Unless you have the same skills as that Harry Potter, then meet death, Blaine!"

After roaring fiercely, Graves waved the wand brazenly!

Time seemed to freeze at this moment. Except for those vampires who had been exploited by Graves and were scattered around with panic expressions and didn't know what to do, Sirius, Amelia, and the Aurors from the Magic Congress of the United States of America, There was fear on their faces, and many people made controlled movements to lift their wands to block Amosta's spell.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The moment the wand was waved, Graves felt extremely peaceful. He believed that Amosta Brain would die under his spell, including the phoenix possessed by Dumbledore, and that he would not kill the remaining people. He doesn't intend to kill them. If they are willing to surrender, he can lead these vampires and Aurors to create a more perfect magical world than now.

However, this beautiful fantasy was interrupted before it ended, and Graves' expression of victory froze!

He stared to his right hand in horror, staring at Amosta's wand. He could feel an extremely powerful force pouring out of the dark wand, and he couldn't resist it at all!

Click!

The flash of golden thunder obscured everyone's sight, and even dispersed the scarlet moonlight that shrouded the earth!

Amelia could only hear the miserable screams and the whistling wind. It was like the sound of something burning violently!

When she finally overcame her blurred vision and eagerly looked towards Graves, she found that Graves had disappeared. Where he had just stood, only a small cluster of golden flames was still burning on the ground.