The Return to Hogwarts

Amosta immediately swung his wand, and the ship shifted instantly, narrowly avoiding a series of lightning bolts.

Thunderbolts struck the sea, and the lightning, brimming with immense power, seemed to transform the ocean into a sea of ​​thunderous magma. Countless tiny bolts of lightning darted across the scene like swimming fish, turning the dark sea surface a vibrant blue.

Although they escaped this crisis, neither Amosta nor Sirius looked too good.

With the help of the lightning, Sirius finally saw the situation clearly. The scene before him completely overturned his understanding of the ocean!

They seemed to be in a mountain range that seemed to have no end, with towering waves forming undulating peaks and valleys beneath their feet!

The world before him trembled slightly, and the air was thick with an aura of impending doom. Cold sweat mingled with large raindrops streaming down Sirius's face as he roared wildly.

"Are you kidding me, Amosta? You foresaw this would happen?!"

What struck the magical barrier protecting the cabin was not only the occasional lightning bolts that couldn't be avoided, and the torrential rain, but also a suffocating, strange power that Sirius couldn't sense, but Amostella, who was maintaining the magical barrier, felt it deeply.

The area shrouded by gales, torrential rain, and thunder stretched to the horizon. Sirius couldn't imagine that if a wizard had caused such a commotion, perhaps only the legendary Merlin would have had the ability to do so.

"The worst is yet to come—"

Amosta, slightly out of breath, spoke calmly.

The existence of Avalon Island vividly displayed the power of ancient legendary wizards before him. Sirius was right; before embarking on this journey, he had foreseen to some extent that they would encounter some grand events, but even so, the commotion still surprised Amosta, especially the pervasive pressure from a higher level of power—not just overwhelming magical force.

The oppressive power of the soul!

Sirius was completely stunned and speechless with shock.

Amosta had already sensed something. He steered the ship in one direction, but as it moved forward, the pressure on Amosta grew stronger and stronger. Fear grew uncontrollably in his heart. In a daze, Amosta seemed to see an ancient behemoth with its ferocious maw wide open, hidden in the darkness ahead, waiting for them to walk into its trap!

"There's an old teapot on the table in my room; it's a door key—"

A bolt of lightning struck the deck again, and the barrier that Amosta had conjured trembled violently, causing the fishing boats beneath it to creak and groan.

Amostella turned to look at Sirius, who was drenched in cold sweat, and calmly said,

“That key was made when I was at Old John’s house; it can take you back.”

"What do you mean, Amosta?" Sirius Black was stunned for a few seconds before he came to his senses. He frowned, his eyes burning.

"You want me to run away? That's not my style, Amosta!"

"I brought you here to show me the way, Sirius—" Amosta sighed softly, speaking calmly and resolutely.

"Now it seems I've arrived at my destination. The rest is my personal secret, Sirius. I don't want anyone involved, so—"

"Oh, what a clumsy lie!"

Sirius said loudly in disgust.

"You want to abandon me and face the danger alone, is that it? No way, Amosta. Since I brought you here, I'm responsible for bringing you back!"

Chapter 427 Roar

2023-08-18

Amos rolled his eyes, utterly speechless.

"Think about Harry, Sirius, he's still waiting for you. At the very least, you have to live to see him grow up, right?"

"I've already explained this problem—"

Sirius Black gripped the doorframe and roared.

"Besides, I can't leave you here alone. Harry likes you a lot. If you die here and I sneak away, I'll never be able to face Harry and Remus again!"

Amostella wanted to say something, but before she could speak, her expression changed drastically. She left Sirius with only the words, "Stay put in the cabin," before slamming the cabin door shut with her wand. Then, she became ghostly and appeared on the ship's roof in the next instant.

Looking up at the churning clouds, Amosta let out a heavy sigh.

It's too exaggerated. Even though he had seen Avalon Island floating high in the sky, the shock Amostah felt at the sight of the world collapsing before him was still beyond words. This power had completely exceeded the limits of human capability and entered an unfathomable realm.

The sea before him was boiling like oil in a pan. With flashes of thunder, a new change ahead of the ship caused Amosta's face to darken completely.

The scattered hurricanes across the sky gradually coalesced into tornadoes under the pull of a strange force. The churned sea surface produced one whirlpool after another, resembling the Eye of Charybdis in Greek mythology. These whirlpools, stretching for twenty or thirty miles side by side, unleashed astonishing suction, constantly devouring massive amounts of seawater and air!

Even the dark clouds in the sky were affected by this immense force.

The thick clouds, teeming with rain, were pulled down from the sky and connected with the whirlpools on the sea surface. Lightning also clung to these rapidly approaching columns of water!

"That's a bit of an exaggeration."

The air was cold, and the hot breath Amostah exhaled as he chanted, his gray hair whipped by the wind, left white vapors in the air. Yet, his cheeks gradually flushed. The illusion magic that concealed his eyes shattered, and the light in his pure purple eyes grew even more intense.

Regardless of who left this commotion, whether it was Merlin or the island's original owner, and regardless of how they did it, whether it was magic or a magic circle!

Across the vast river of time, how could Amosta, who was seeking a breakthrough, give up such an opportunity to fight against a powerful wizard from ancient times in this way!

At such a distance, the several columns of water that seemed to pierce the sky and earth gave Sirius, whose cheek was pressed tightly against the window in the cabin, an indescribable shock. He was speechless, dazed, and even thought he was dreaming.

Voldemort

For some reason, Sirius suddenly muttered something, then silently shook his head.

Voldemort, who brought fear and nightmares to the wizarding world and countless wizarding families, undoubtedly possessed power that he could never hope to match in his lifetime. However, even Voldemort, what could he do under the might of nature? Compared to nature, everyone is insignificant.

Sirius felt a pang of his own insignificance, but he quickly snapped back to reality. Now was not the time to dwell on such trivial matters!

"How are you, Amosta!"

Sirius was locked in the cabin, and he couldn't see what state Amosta was in above the ship's roof.

"Get down quickly, Amosta! Let's use the key to get out of here now. Don't be reckless; no one can handle that!"

Amos Tower was undoubtedly the most powerful wizard Sirius had ever seen besides Dumbledore. The problem was that Amos Tower was, after all, a young man, and young people are always competitive. Sirius was afraid that Amos Tower would be blinded by his competitive spirit and think that he could withstand the wrath of nature!

He was filled with worry and kept sending out warnings, but he received no response. Just as Sirius was about to take out his wand and destroy the cage, a violent tremor knocked him to the ground. Before he could get up from the cold, wet floor, a sudden feeling of weightlessness made Sirius's heart race, and he quickly looked out the window.

Many years later, the world finally returned to peace.

To celebrate the victory in the battle that saved two worlds, the Daily Prophet sent reporters to interview some of the survivors who participated in that earth-shattering battle. Sirius Black, the then Headmaster of Gryffindor House at Hogwarts, was among those interviewed.

When a young reporter approached the legendary Sirius Black and asked him what the most exciting scene he had ever witnessed was, the reporter assumed that Dean Black would undoubtedly mention the great battle. To his surprise, the already gray-haired Mr. Black chuckled and began to tell a different, little-known story—

The story of his adventures with the saint, Amosta Blaine.

A deafening roar echoed from the void, a sound like the howl of gods and demons, suppressing the thunder, lightning, and torrential rain that ravaged the world!

Beneath the darkest sky and above the raging sea, a flaming serpent with wings on its back, towering to the heavens and earth, utterly ignites this mad world!

The fishing boat was positioned between Tengshe's eyebrows, while Amosta stood atop the boat. The molten flames surrounding him, resembling lava, dyed his eyes, which had regained their original color, gold. He stared at the whirlpools and water tornadoes that were clearly targeting him and rapidly engulfing him, his gray hair flying wildly and his eyes looking down with disdain!

roar---

The sound waves seemed to shatter the air into fragments, and the fiery serpents soared into the sky, unleashing terrifying howls that illuminated the netherworld!

At the same time, a powerful force descended without any warning.

The vortex, resembling the entrance to hell, exerted an immense suction force that pressed Sirius Black, caught off guard, firmly to the floor, unable to move even a finger.

The lifelike scales on the Teng Snake's body peeled off one by one under the force of gravity, and the fierce fire that could ignite anything set the surging tides, turning the deep and cold vortex into a fiery vortex that looked even more like the entrance to hell!

Everything in the field of vision, everywhere, was burning intensely.

Amosta was not blinded by the desire to win, as Sirius had feared. In fact, he knew very well that he was still far from being the one who had set up this formation.

And so it is.

The Teng Snake, which had been blotting out the sun all day, finally flew into the encirclement of several waterspouts. Instantly, an indescribable pressure descended upon Amosta.

The overwhelming gravity relentlessly stripped away the fiery serpents that Amosta had condensed. The water tornadoes, which resembled pillars of heaven, were not as simple as they appeared. The strange power they contained possessed unimaginable might. Even the fiery serpents that wizards feared did not exhibit overwhelming dominance when they touched the water tornadoes. Instead, they were easily extinguished, much of it like ordinary flames.

stab-

Amidst the white steam filling the world, the Flame Serpent was rapidly stripped away, its size visibly diminishing.

The road ahead seemed endless, but Amosta knew all too well that once the protective serpent was completely destroyed, it would be the moment he and Sirius perished.

Suppressing the depletion within him, Amosta roared in fury, instantly replenishing the frustrated Flame Serpent. With a horizontal slash of its wings, it severed the two surrounding water tornadoes, sending a massive amount of seawater cascading down from the sky to form a magnificent waterfall.

However, before Amosta could catch his breath, the seawater that had just fallen surged back into the sky. At the same time, more sea eyes suddenly appeared ahead, and waterspouts quickly formed, showing no sign of stopping until the invaders were annihilated!

"Amosta!"

Sirius, who could barely lift his head to watch the battle with all his might, roared loudly. Although this earth-shattering contest had nothing to do with him, it didn't mean that Sirius couldn't see anything. He clearly realized that Amosta was the one who was on the losing end.

"Stop, Amosta. Let's think of another way to get in. Don't waste your lives!"

Waves of magical depletion assaulted Amosta's nerves. He gritted his teeth, staring ahead, a sense of resentment welling up from the depths of his heart.

Sirius is right, things have come to this point, there is no other way but to give up!

Amosta was breathing heavily, his lips pressed tightly together, staring intently at the tireless 'pillars of heaven,' as if trying to etch this 'humiliation' into his soul.

Give up--

Amostah told himself the same thing. Just as he was about to disperse the Flame Serpent and quickly transfer out of here using the key, he suddenly felt a heat in his chest. He subconsciously looked down and his expression froze.

In the apocalyptic scene, two objects emitted a strange light and, under his astonished gaze, slowly rose into the sky!

Chapter 428 Mysterious Reappearance

2023-08-19

Sirius's account of his escape from Azkaban misled Amostra; otherwise, knowing the island's connection to the master of the central temple on Avalon Island and Merlin, he wouldn't have rashly forced his way in.