Hogwarts Homecoming

In the world of death, the place where the creature slept suddenly rose up seven rounds of silver moon, attacking the ‘Merlin’!

This is a war that no one will compromise, it is about a world, the future of hundreds of millions of beings!

In the world of magic, the most powerful wizards since ancient times have gathered here. Each of them has embarked on their own unique magic road. Everyone is the protagonist of their respective era!

They will not fail!

Because they not only carry the fate of the living, but also bear the expectations of the deceased.

In the world of endless thunder, those free gray mist flashed the old faces.

Potter, Ariana, Grandma Ferlena

Those dead watched this shocking battle and shouted for their favorite people.

"All this is over, Haierbo."

Another exhausted voice came from the soul of God and Demon's donor.

"Thanks, you have assumed the fate you don't have to assume for the magic world. Ammosa wishes you to move forward on the road of magic and to survey all the mysteries in the universe."

Amtarta stopped, and he recovered the appearance of human beings in the state of viper, and so did the remaining people.

The soul giant of the gods and demon community is scattered.

Amosta and others caused it huge pressure, which led to the imbalance between the two forces in the soul of the giant, and Haierbo could no longer suppress Merlin's consciousness.

They looked at the half -faced roar representing the magic, full of unwillingness.

"I refuse to die!"

It is growing,

"People who can survey all mysteries in the universe will be me, and all the world will surrender at my feet!"

"Your ambitions and arrogance will not only cause calamities for ourselves, but also give our world to a powerful enemy who cannot resist. Haierbo, I am willing to go to death with you."

Merlin's whisper with compassion.

This is a war that spans more than a dozen centuries, and now it has finally ended.

Death is the iron that maintains the balance of the universe.

The soul of the giant dissipated.

Some of it will always stay in the world of death. This is a proof of its existence, and the other part, through the existing open ‘door of life’, reincarnate to other worlds and become a new life.

The four founders of Hogwarts smiled at Amama.

After they nodded towards Amosta, their soul disappeared.

They appeared here is the power of the soul left by thousands of years ago, not their ontology and their souls, and they have already reincarnated.

"I'm going to leave too, Ammos."

Dumbledore stared at the solemn gangsters, and there was no fear in his eyes, only expectations.

"Yeah, it's over."

Amosta looked at Dumbledore and Glindo, sighed slightly.

"Will I be born to your previous world, Ammos?"

Looking back, Dumbledore asked.

"This is not possible, President Dumbledore-"

Hesitated, Amagona said softly,

"Do you need me to make a disadvantage for you? President Dumbledore. You know, I control the key to opening the door. You and Grendovo do not have to abandon the memory of this life. You can reincarnate with memory, just like me."

"It sounds like this is very interesting."

Dumbledore smiled and said.

"But we don't need."

Grindelwald also smiled,

"We all want to abandon the past and open a life full of hope and infinite possibilities. Moreover, I know that I can meet Albus in the new world."

Dumbledore and Grindelwald looked at each other. They nodded in Farewell at Amtarta and walked along the shoulders to the new world.

A burst of gray fog permeated, and after the dispersion, the old Dumbledore and Grendovo disappeared.

Amosta saw two teenagers. They were handsome, beautiful, and gloated, holding each other's hands, leaving a bunch of hearty laughter in the death world.

In the end, Grindelwald and Dumbledore disappeared in the bright glory of the door.

"I hope you can have the love that is accepted by the world. I hope that we can finally meet in the endless star sea one day."

Amagona gave her blessings with a smile.

"Harry, Harry!"

A anxious call spread to Harry's consciousness through the deepest dream, and awakened him in his sleep.

He felt his cheeks wet, thinking that it was snowflake melted on his face.

But after working hard to open his eyes, the warm sunshine was stinging with his eyes. After trying a few times, he finally saw the situation.

It was Hermione and Ginny, and the two girls were crying with him.

Not only them, almost everyone he knew was around him, and his eyes looked at him with red eyes.

Hagrid was immersed in sadness, and he didn't even realize that he woke up. It was not until Mrs. Maxim pounded his ribs fiercely, and he returned to God, and then made a surprise and joy with others. Voice.

"Mix the boy, I swear that I will beat you fiercely!"

Sirius said with joy while wiping wet eyes.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

"Oh, don't expect me to be beaten up, Little Sirius--"

Harry said with a smile that with the help of Ginny and Hermione, he slowly got up.

He took two breaths, his distracted eyes quickly condensed, and he jumped over everyone's shoulders and looked at Voldemort.

He also lived.

With a confused look on his face, he stood up shakily with the help of Bellatrix.

The sadness that had filled the crowd just now disappeared in an instant. Mad-Eye and Kingsley roared to alert people!

After a commotion, hundreds of wands were pointed at Voldemort menacingly.

"Tell me, Harry Potter."

Voldemort pushed Bellatrix to the ground mercilessly, and he didn't care about the hundreds of wands aimed at him.

Voldemort stared at Harry with his bloodshot eyes, like a wild beast at the end of its rope.

"Tell me why I can't kill you!"

Before Harry could speak, another voice answered.

"It doesn't matter to you anymore, Riddle."

A ball of holy and bright light appeared out of thin air over Malfoy Manor, and in the light that gradually dissipated, Amosta emerged from it.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared blankly at Amosta, who was like an angel lingering in the holy light, full of awe, and the manor was as quiet as if no one was breathing.

People watched as Amosta raised one hand without holding the wand, but stretched out a finger and tapped the air gently.

Click!

The crisp explosion was like the sound of a thousand pieces of glass shattering at the same time, and then——

Voldemort staggered back, arms spread wide, and the slender pupils in his red eyes rolled up.

Tom Riddle fell to the ground, dead as a mortal, his body limp and twitching, his snake face empty and blank.

The sound of corpses falling to the ground echoed in people's souls and lingered for a long time.

Bellatrix's painful howl was drowned out by the overwhelming noise, shouts, cheers, and roars of the people.

People flocked to Amosta as he landed on the ground, everyone calling his name and wanting to touch part of his body.

"You have to get rid of the monsters in the school quickly, Amosta—"

Professor McGonagall, who was crying with joy, wiped her eyes and said,

"The kids still have to go to class!"

People burst into laughter again.

"Of course, I will do that. Let's go, everyone--"

Amosta smiled.

He watched Mad-Eye, Kingsley, Sirius, and Remus rush over to arrest Bellatrix, and said in a brisk tone,

"Let's create a better magical world together!"

"The Complete Book"