The Return to Hogwarts

Just now in the temple above, Blaine was asking it why the centaurs didn't stay on Avalon Island and why they migrated to the Forbidden Forest. But he clearly knew everything. It even suspected that Amosta Blaine might have secretly sneaked into the centaurs' sacred ground!

Looking at the old centaur staring at him in terror, Amosta shook his head and smiled. He had no intention of explaining to the centaur how he knew all this. However, his heart remained heavy; from Horn's expression, Amosta knew his guess was correct.

After the collapse of Avalon, Merlin must have found some places for the magical creatures that once lived there, but he deliberately placed this centaur in the Forbidden Forest. That was before the four great masters were born, and before Hogwarts was established. What reason did he have for leaving a centaur there?

Amosta stood before the third door, sensing that he would find the answers to his questions inside.

Chapter 644 Tablet of Fate

2023-12-11

Horn longed for Amosta Blaine to tell him how he knew these top secrets, and so accurately and in such detail. But under its eager gaze, Amosta remained silent, simply turning back to look at the door leading to the third secret chamber.

“Mr. Blaine—”

Horn understood what Blaine meant. Struggling against the silent pressure emanating from Blaine's calm gaze, it spoke with difficulty.

"This secret chamber is extremely important to the centaurs. If you are willing to let them keep its secret, we will be eternally grateful—"

Amostah raised an eyebrow in surprise; he hadn't expected Horn to say that.

After pondering for a moment at the door, Amosta shook his head. Normally, he wouldn't be so domineering as to insist on opening the centaur's secret chamber, but the faint yet deadly allure emanating from behind it made it impossible for him to turn away.

“I need to see what’s inside, Horn—”

Amosta said in an unyielding tone,

"But I can promise you, I won't cause any trouble inside."

Horn's withered face twitched; it wanted to try again, but the determination in Blaine's eyes made it clear that its request was doomed to fail.

"I hope you will keep your promise—"

After a heavy sigh, Horn stepped forward and, as before, opened the final door.

The moment the door opened, a burst of brilliant light erupted out, so dazzling that Amosta even had the illusion that he was in the middle of a torrent!

Amosta's gaze suddenly sharpened as he stared at the final secret chamber, remaining silent for a long time.

Like the secret chamber with its mysterious door seen beneath Azkaban, this chamber before him was not a room in the traditional sense, but rather an endless starry sky. Countless glittering stars traced mysterious trajectories before Amosta, converging into a magnificent galaxy—a sight that left him utterly awestruck!

"The mysterious starry sky--"

No one can remain calm in the face of the mysterious universe. Even Amosta couldn't help but sigh. He strolled into the secret room, his eyes darting left and right. In this vast universe, a deep sense of self-insignificance welled up within him.

"The trajectories of the stars hold all the secrets of this world—"

This wasn't Horn's first time entering the secret chamber, but gazing at the stars streaking across the sky, he was still filled with fascination, saying...

"The great Merlin also received divine inspiration from the stars—"

Amostah pursed his lips and remained silent, his gaze fixed on the stone platform against the backdrop of a starry sky, which was supported by a bottomless void.

There's not much to say about the stone platform itself; what truly attracts Amosta are the offerings on it.

Amostah strode through the void to the stone platform, gazing at the object on it—a clay tablet, about the size of an ordinary spellbook. The brown clay tablet was covered with crisscrossing cracks, and it looked like a clay tablet that had been shaped and dried.

"what is this?"

The unassuming clay tablet emanated a strange ripple, deeply captivating Amosta's gaze. He suppressed the tremor in his heart and asked softly.

Horn seemed quite nervous about the clay tablet. It followed closely behind Amosta to the stone platform, gazing at it with reverence. When faced with Blaine's question, Horn remained silent for a moment.

"The ancestors of the centaurs followed Merlin to this forest. Merlin left a revelation, instructing us to live here and never leave. Before he departed, he left this clay tablet for the centaurs to guard. Its name has been passed down among the elders as the 'Tablet of Destiny.' For over a thousand years, we have kept this mission in mind, and even in the most difficult times, we have never lost it—"

“The Tablet of Fate,” Amosta murmured. “Did Merlin tell your ancestors the purpose of having you guard this tablet?”

Horn hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

"When I first entered this place, I asked Dean, the previous elder, about this question. Dean told me that the long years had caused us to lose some crucial information, and we did not know Merlin's purpose in having us guard this stone tablet."

Amosta fell silent, gazing for a long time at the seemingly ordinary stone slab made of yellow clay. Struggle and longing flickered alternately in his purple eyes, and finally—

Amosta raised his hand and gently touched the mud slab with one finger.

Upon seeing this, Horn's expression changed drastically. Although they no longer knew the purpose of guarding this tablet, it was, after all, from Merlin, and for over a thousand years, it had been their purpose in existing in the Forbidden Forest—something they absolutely could not afford to lose!

In a state of shock, Horn instinctively reached out to pull Amosta Blaine away from the stone platform, but just as it was about to do so, it found itself pinned to the spot by a powerful force, unable to move or even make a sound. It could only glare at Amosta Blaine, whose fingertips were approaching the mud slab, with eyes full of frustration and anger!

The moment Amosta's fingertips touched the clay slab, the first thing he felt was its coldness. This unassuming clay slab seemed to be the coldest thing in the world. This biting coldness quickly spread from his fingertips to his whole body, as if it would freeze even his soul.

The thing that underwent the mutation was not the tablet of fate that the centaurs called it, but Amosta!

Just as the chill swept over him and Amosta was about to summon Fiendfire to resist the cold, a silvery-white light uncontrollably flew out of Amosta's body and hovered above the stone platform.

The light and shadow formed a bizarre-looking snake with black and white wings on its back and its entire body shrouded in a shimmering white light, making it appear both sacred and sinister!

Amostah realized that his guardian spirit had appeared in the real world without being summoned, and the serpent that was swirling in mid-air suddenly swooped down and plunged into the tablet of fate to the astonishment of Amostah and Horn!

Buzz--

The clay tablet of destiny, which had been silent for thousands of years, began to tremble. Its vibration caused the star chamber that held the tablet to tremble in sync. Every star that came into view, moving along a mysterious trajectory, was vibrating, making the galaxy composed of stars seem to be boiling!

The chaos of magic broke through Amosta's suppression of Horn. The old centaur looked around blankly and blurted out...

"What happened?"

However, something even more shocking happened to Horn!

Under the influence of some unknown force, the Tablet of Fate slowly floated up. The tablet that had devoured the silver serpent hovered between Amosta's eyebrows, as if confirming something. A few breaths later, without any warning, the tablet suddenly burst into brilliant starlight. It melted into the infinite radiance and then transformed into a meteor-like brilliance that entered Amosta Blaine's brow.

Ah!

Amosta had never been hit by the Crucifixion Curse, but he dared to say that the pain he was experiencing was no less than that of someone who had been invited to receive it. He felt as if a red-hot knife was cutting into his soul, and the pain was indescribable!

The intense pain and dizziness caused Amosta to collapse to the ground. In a daze, a flowing gray mist appeared before Amosta's eyes—a gray mist he hadn't seen in years!

After realizing he had entered the world of Harry Potter and possessed exceptional magical memories, he attempted to use magic to retrieve his forgotten memories of the plot. However, no matter what method he used, his attempts to follow his memories always failed, as a gray fog always blocked his path to the truth.

But at this moment, accompanied by the pain of having one's soul torn apart, this stubborn gray mist actually cracked open!

An image appeared in Amosta's mind without warning—he was floating in the boundless void, passing through a door. No words could describe the vastness and majesty that the huge door, made of the same clay tablet, exuded in silence, as if it represented the most mysterious secret in the universe!

The person who passed through the door, whose body appeared illusory, was undoubtedly himself. He wouldn't be unable to recognize his own appearance. However, he had no memory of this scene. In intense pain, Amosta fell into deep self-doubt.

"In the starry sky, there is your way home."

Only one abrupt image appeared in Amosta's mind, and the moment the flowing gray mist closed again, a strange, ancient voice suddenly rang out in the gradually collapsing star chamber!

Chapter 645 Return

2023-12-12

In the starry sky, there lies your path home!

Lying on the ground, Amosta even forgot the pain that had not yet completely subsided in his soul. He opened his eyes wide and stared incredulously at the collapsing starry sky in his field of vision. The shock even made his thoughts freeze for a moment!

What does that mean?! What does it mean that your journey home is in the starry sky?!

Amosta hadn't been this horrified in years. He gasped for breath, his mind racing as he desperately tried to figure out what was going on. He had a vague idea, but he couldn't believe it!

Old Horn, the centaur, also wore an expression of disbelief. The centaurs had guarded this secret chamber containing the Tablet of Destiny for over a thousand years. Throughout this long period, nothing had ever changed here; it was as if time had stood still. Then, after Amosta Blaine touched the tablet, it vanished, and an old voice suddenly gave a revelation!

Old Man Horn had never heard this voice before, but that didn't stop him from thinking. It was almost a no-brainer to consider who this voice most likely belonged to.

"This is an inspiration from the great sage Merlin!"

Old Ma was moved to tears, so much so that he almost prostrated himself on his knees, but—

Boom!

After the Tablet of Fate disappeared, the secret chamber seemed to have no reason to exist anymore. The mysterious starry sky around them spontaneously collapsed, like a peeling oil painting. Gradually, rough, gray-brown stone walls appeared before Amosta and Horn!

Splash--

The tremors within its field of vision continued, the stone walls collapsed, and a large amount of black mud exuding a fishy smell poured into the secret chamber. Needless to say, Horn knew that this secret chamber was probably doomed, but it didn't want to die here.

Horn turned and ran, but suddenly froze as its front hooves stepped out of the Starry Sky Chamber. It turned to look at Amosta Blaine, who was struggling to get up from the stone platform while in a weakened state.

A flicker of struggle flashed in Horn's cloudy eyes. Before it could think further, it rushed back to Amosta's side, bending its front knees.

"Hurry up, Mr. Blaine, we need to get out of here as soon as possible!"

Amostah looked at Horn in surprise, not expecting the centaur to be willing to come back and take him with him.

"Thank you, Horn--"

Amosta nodded gratefully, said no more, and mounted Horn's horse.

Horn carried Amosta at breakneck speed out of the starry chamber, the black mud completely engulfing it. The collapse of this chamber affected the structural stability of the centaur holy site, causing the second and first chambers to tremble as well. Horn had no time to worry about the centaur holy site; it carried Amosta Blaine at breakneck speed, finally returning to the temple on the ground before the tremors subsided.

When the weakened Amosta landed back on the ground, the elderly Horn also collapsed to the ground, exhausted. The tremors from the collapse of the secret chamber could be felt even on the ground. Although the tremors had stopped, the previous anomalies had already attracted the attention of the centaurs, and hundreds of torches flickered outside the temple!

"Mr. Blaine?"

Ferenze was the first to rush into the temple. He immediately saw Amosta Blaine, who was bent over and panting, and the elder lying on the ground, barely breathing. A terrible thought flashed through his mind.

"Damn humans!"

Bain rushed in, and when he saw the scene inside the temple, he roared in fury.

"How dare you harm Elder Horn!"

With that, Bain raised his arm high, ready to throw his spear at Amosta!