Hogwarts Homecoming

The howling wind between heaven and earth gradually subsided, the rain stopped for a while, and the continuous rolling muffled thunder was suppressed to the lowest level.

The remaining Death Eater army and strikers also stopped fighting for their lives.

A near-substantial pressure enveloped the ruins of Diagon Alley, making the air thicken.

Everyone was looking at the big face made up of thick clouds rolling in the air and Amosta Brain coming here.

The rock thorns that pinned Sirius to sand turned into sand in a gust of wind, and his body, which had lost its stability, fell into the muddy puddle. The trickling blood flowing from his body quickly dyed the muddy puddle red.

"Amosta."

Sirius shouted angrily.

Amosta smiled apologetically at Sirius, and raised his wand slightly toward Sirius, casting a clean light that illuminated the dark world. After that, the wounds on Sirius' body stopped bleeding.

After briefly treating Sirius's injury, Amosta looked at the billowing sea of ​​clouds in the sky again.

The rippling breeze ruffled his hair, and Amosta said calmly,

"It's a mistake for you to be here today, Riddle."

The thunder roared again, and the lightning in the clouds began to lose control.

The giant face floating in the sky overlooking the world dropped an endless stream of black smoke pillars to the earth.

The smoke gathered again on the ground and gradually became solid, and the outline of a human figure gradually formed.

clatter--

Voldemort took a step forward and walked out of the thick black fog.

hiss!

The quiet battlefield suddenly erupted with a series of air-conditioning sounds!

Ever since Harry Potter destroyed You-Know-Who's magic power fourteen years ago, the average person has never had any contact with the news about You-Know-Who in the past fourteen years.

Since February this year, after Hogwarts hosted the second Triwizard Tournament, Albus Dumbledore has been trying to tell people that the mysterious man has returned.

But due to the Ministry of Magic's efforts to cover up, and people's unwillingness to face this reality, there are not many wizards who can really accept the resurrection of the mysterious man.

But now, everything has fallen into place!

The dark wizard who confronted Amosta Brain was dressed in a rustling black robe. His skin was paler than a skull, his vertical pupils were scarlet, his nose was as flat as a snake, his nose slit was long and narrow, and he exuded a shuddering evil aura. !

Voldemort showed his true form. He stood on the corpse of the giant who had just helped Sirius escape the disaster. He slowly turned around and looked coldly at the resisters and helpers on the battlefield.

No matter who it was, the moment they made eye contact with Voldemort, an irresistible chill would rise in their hearts, and they would involuntarily lower their heads to avoid Voldemort's gaze.

This scene satisfied Voldemort.

But when his eyes connected with Amosta's calm gaze, the cold and condescending smile that appeared at the corner of his mouth disappeared.

"Amosta Blaine——"

Voldemort looked at Amosta. This was the first time he had truly met Amosta since he came to earth.

Of course, Amosta Brain also attended his resurrection ceremony, but he didn't want to mention that scene too much.

"You prepared this grand stage just to attract me to meet you, right, Blaine?"

Voldemort's high-pitched, cold voice echoed through Diagon Alley, which was once prosperous and turned into a wilderness in an instant. He was speaking not only to Amosta, but also to the entire magical world.

"You think you can destroy me again like that lucky Potter! Voldemort is invincible, even by death!"

People turned their attention to Amosta to see what he was going to say.

"From ancient times to the present, there has never been a shortage of wild careerists and cruel dictators in this world, Riddle--"

Amosta remained motionless in the turbulent wind, his eyes filled with vicissitudes of life that were not worthy of his age.

The shadows of the dementors in Azkaban flashed through his mind, and Amosta said calmly,

"They are all just like you, they think they can live forever and never die like nature.

Those people all possess power that cannot be matched by their contemporaries, and they have written their own chapters on the parchment called history. However, where have all those people gone? "

Amosta looked away from Voldemort's face.

He looked at these people on the battlefield. They, or their descendants, Amosta did not want this war to create the 'next Dark Lord' again in the next few years or decades.

Amosta's voice is not loud, but everyone can hear it clearly.

“Death is the final outcome of everything in the world, it cannot be defeated and there is no need to defeat it.

Life needs freedom, and it also needs to wither.

Therefore, any behavior that attempts to be dictatorial and go against the natural laws of birth, aging, illness and death is foolish and will eventually usher in bad backlash, and you, Riddle—"

Amosta's eyes looked around and returned to Voldemort's green face.

"It's time for you to take your final call."

"So, you're not going to surrender, Blaine--"

Voldemort's tone turned completely cold.

"For the sake of you being a Slytherin, I even graciously considered giving you a chance to reform."

"Slytherin House is ashamed to teach wizards like you. So is Salazar Slytherin."

Amosta made a pun.

The battle broke out so suddenly and fiercely.

People on the ground saw that the mysterious man and Brian suddenly appeared in mid-air without warning, waving their wands at each other at the same time!

Two cursed lights as blazing as the sun met in mid-air.

The moment the cursed light touched, everything in the field of vision shook, and the intense ripples in the air were like a meteorite falling into the sea!

Violent air oscillations swept away all directions with unmatched power, and the people swept by the ripples fell to the ground like being hit by a moving car.

Ripples spread in all directions, and the buildings in Diagon Alley that had not been affected by the war also collapsed one after another!

But people couldn't hear the roar of the collapsing building. Their ears could only hear one sound, and that was the sound of the mysterious man and Blaine's spells colliding with each other!

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

The sound was not a rumbling roar, but a low humming sound, but--

vomit!

Many people, including Sirius, who fell to the ground, vomited blood. Sirius looked in pain and raised a hand to cover his chest with difficulty. He felt that the beating frequency of his heart was also assimilated, and followed by the buzzing sound. The sound jumps!

He was aware of the harm caused by such a powerful magic hedge to the people present.

Amosta's eyes were cold and stern, and he suddenly raised his wand and threw the 'sun' between him and Voldemort that had swallowed up their magic power into the sky.

Boom!

The 'sun' rushed into the sky at an unimaginable speed, exploding the moment it touched a large cloud of rain clouds covering Diagon Alley. The strong wind and waves and the blazing high temperature steamed the rain clouds away in an instant, and it seemed that it had already evaporated. The sunshine that has not appeared for a long time has finally returned to the earth again!

The bright sunshine that suddenly fell on the earth caused many people to squint their eyes, including Voldemort.

Amosta suddenly appeared on Voldemort's right side, and the silver meteor-shaped curse light slammed into Voldemort, but was eventually dispersed by the green light of the Death Curse.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

People who had adapted to the sunlight found that Amosta Brain and the mysterious man had disappeared from sight.

They could only see two black figures that were constantly changing positions in mid-air!

The two black shadows flashed away so fast. They were still far away a moment ago, but they only blinked once and appeared in another direction. Mad-Eye's magic eyes almost flew out of his eye sockets!

The cursed light continued to clash fiercely in mid-air.

The ripples in the air were like the surface of a lake under drizzle, and the strong wind was like many supersonic planes flying above their heads!

Such a fierce confrontation that exceeded the limit of people's imagination lasted for two minutes, and ended as abruptly as the duel began.

The figure that suddenly appeared in front of him startled Sirius.

"Amosta!"

He only had time to shout.

boom!

A turbulent sea of ​​black mist invaded the newly clear sky. No one noticed Harry who suddenly appeared on the battlefield. People's horrified eyes were only on the sea of ​​black mist in the sky and Amosta Brain. On the body.

"breathe."

Amosta looked grim. He took a deep breath, and then exhaled a stream of hot white smoke. The next second, golden calendar fire emerged around him and enveloped him! (End of chapter)