The Return to Hogwarts

2024-06-06

The soul monster in mid-air extended a gigantic hand, composed of countless grotesquely distorted heads, and, to everyone's utter horror, directly gripped Amosta.

In an instant, the mood of everyone in the Magical Congress of America plummeted. Influenced by Grevis, Selena, who had never been fond of Amosta Blaine, was also overwhelmed by a surge of despair. She stared blankly at the countless faces that were emitting shrill laughter, regret gnawing at her heart like a venomous snake.

For a long time, she revered Trak Grevis as a god, a dark wizard who would abandon his faith and break the law in order to survive.

She believed that powerful wizards like Amosta Blaine, who disrupted the system, should be more restricted. For some time, Amosta Blaine, who had suffered unfair treatment, did not hold a grudge against them. Instead, he was making amends for the enormous disaster caused by Grevis and fighting for the safety of the American wizarding community and its people, and encountered...

A glistening tear appeared in Selena's eyes. At that moment, she wholeheartedly acknowledged Amostra Blaine's status as the most powerful wizard of our time and the vice president of the International Wizarding Federation!

"No"

The silent world suddenly erupted with sound. Amelia trembled all over, her heart overwhelmed by endless pain, and she ignored the suppression and made a sound.

Staring blankly at the ever-clenched phantom fist above, Amelia wept uncontrollably!

This is so unfair!

Fate has been so unfair to Amosta!

Amelia sobbed with immense grief.

This man was abandoned by his parents at birth, left destitute and alone, and rose to the top of the wizarding world entirely through his own efforts.

He should have hated the world, but he didn't. All along, Amosta steadfastly fought against the forces of darkness and ultimately earned the respect of the world!

Amelia was absolutely certain that Amosta was a kind man, having spent these past few days with him.

He clearly possessed unparalleled power in the wizarding world, yet he always restrained himself.

He could have ignored the Magic Council's unfair treatment of him, but he tried his best to follow the rules. He could have ignored his parents because of what he had suffered, but he chose to do his best to show kindness.

Most importantly, he could have ignored the trouble Grevis had caused, but tonight, he stood here in the end—to fight for the people he was protecting!

Despair and sadness lingered in everyone's hearts except Sirius!

After several attempts to break free from the magic that bound him, Sirius finally began to realize something. This strange magic, which imprisoned everyone and dragged the world into a state of utter darkness, must have come from Amosta or Dumbledore, if he wasn't seeing things!

With Fawkes' rebirth, the power Dumbledore possessed within him dissipated, but the power that bound them did not. This seems to imply...

Just as Sirius's rage turned into hope, the pale sky suddenly changed!

A beam of light

In this pale, colorless world, a beam of milky white light suddenly emerged from between the monster's tightly clenched fingers. The light was pure and flawless, as warm as the holy light of heaven, giving people endless hope!

The smug and arrogant monster froze, staring blankly at the beams of milky white light emanating from its palm, not understanding what was happening.

Buzz--

Suddenly, an indescribable pressure descended from the sky, and every inch of air in the solidified space trembled under this strange pressure, as if a holy saint was being brewed out from within the milky white halo!

Roar!

The progenitor of vampires, whose body was composed of a chaotic soul filled with desire, suddenly screamed in pain. Thousands of sharp sounds intertwined, causing ripples in the air of this seemingly unshakeable world. This weakened the binding force of this eerie space, and Amelia found that she could speak again.

"Amosta!"

Amelia's pretty face still held a few scattered tears as she screamed excitedly.

"Amosta!"

Everything that happened filled Sirius with a sense of exhilaration and emotion, and he shouted excitedly into the air!

"Mr. Blaine!"

"Jud this monster, Mr. Blaine!"

"Don't let him get away, Mr. Blaine!"

Amelia and Sirius's shouts activated the signal, and the echoing cries brought life and color to this imprisoned, pale world!

Roar!

The monster's roar was filled with unbearable pain. Under the excited gazes of the crowd, the milky white halo that bloomed from between the fingers of the giant soul that was holding Amosta intensified, and the evil soul that made up the giant hand melted away at a visible speed, like snow meeting the sun in spring. Before long, the holy ball of light was finally fully revealed to everyone.

But when the holy and dazzling light dimmed slightly, and the figure at the center of the light became visible, the cheers that had been rising and falling on the ground strangely stopped, and the excited eyes of the crowd turned to confusion.

The figure surrounded by the milky white halo was not Amosta, but a magical creature, a snake with black and white wings.

"Oh, this is!"

Sirius blinked in confusion, then suddenly came to his senses.

He had seen this magical creature before, back when his name hadn't been cleared and he was still wanted by the Ministry of Magic.

He secretly sneaked into Hogwarts to watch Harry's Quidditch match, but the Dementors guarding Hogwarts suddenly went out of control and rushed into the school. To drive away the Dementors, Amostella released his Patronus. A Patronus so huge and incomprehensible was a strange snake with black and white wings on its back!

Staring at the strange snake in the halo, the faces attached to the soul monster all showed expressions of fear. They could see that it was a complete, pure, and incomparably powerful soul. Such a flawless soul was a natural enemy to them!

Fear and trepidation were evident on every distorted face, and even the indescribable body of the enormous soul monster was on the verge of collapse.

The Teng Snake within the halo also sensed the retreat of the remnant souls. It stretched its body, its wings fluttering slightly.

As an invisible force swept outwards, numerous golden points of light suddenly appeared from nothingness within the vast space centered on Amosta. They were scattered throughout the space, like stars in the deep universe, seemingly without any pattern, yet there was a mysterious connection between them.

Numerous golden points of light began to flicker, and the pale void encompassed by them was suddenly tinged with a faint crimson. Within the crimson-covered area, there seemed to be an irresistible high temperature, and even space itself was distorted under this high temperature!

The souls that the Fiery Blaze could not destroy let out heart-wrenching screams. Under this higher-level power, they rapidly dissolved, peeled away layer by layer, their forms shrinking at a visible speed, until finally, their deep red and black liquid cores were revealed.

The instant that core was completely destroyed within the domain constructed by the golden light—

boom--

As if losing its source of power, numerous golden points of light suddenly exploded, transforming into a dazzling array of fluorescent light. The Teng Snake within the milky white halo also transformed back into Amosta's body. He appeared unharmed, but his face was etched with deep weariness, as if he had not rested for several nights.

"Failed again."

Gazing thoughtfully at the dissipated glow of those unstable magical nodes, Amosta said something. Only after the dissipated glow completely died down did Amosta notice the vanished progenitor of the vampires, and he suddenly raised his eyelids in realization.

Oh, I forgot to ask its name.

Chapter 961 Baking Pawn

2024-06-07

A line of fire appeared in the void above Amosta's head, flickering like a piece of parchment that had been burned. The fire descended, scorching the pale space, plunging the areas it passed through into darkness. Before Sirius and the others could react, everything went black, and the dizziness they had just experienced returned.

call--

As if waking from a deep dream, the Aurors of the Magic Council, amidst the ruins, rubbed their sleepy eyes and struggled to shake off their slumbering thoughts.

"Wow, Merlin's beard!"

Sirius's gray eyes cleared up first. When he saw his surroundings, he instinctively gasped and jumped up, landing on a piece of cement slab with its top sticking out.

Sirius's scream made everyone even more eager to see what was going on, and Eriel even directly sprayed a "Clear Water Like Spring" in his own face.

Gasps rose and fell as people sprang to their feet like startled locusts, struggling to break free from the viscous, crimson asphalt covering the ground. The entire hillside was a ghastly red, the air thick with the stench of blood, as if it had been drenched in a pool of crimson.

"What's going on, Amosta?"

Sirius Black squatted on the concrete slab, using a spell to clean his trousers and shoes. He wrinkled his nose and asked Amosta, who was floating a few feet above the ground with a slight smile.

"Where were we just now? What happened to all this blood? Didn't you completely eliminate that monster?"

"Dumbledore and I together pulled that progenitor of vampires into the spiritual world. Judging purely from the strength of the soul, that vampire's soul power was very strong, so Dumbledore and I couldn't control the area so precisely, which affected you all."

Amosta pointed to the ground.

"After its soul was destroyed, its body automatically disintegrated, which is why it ended up like this. Oh, I'm a little tired, so I'll leave the cleanup to someone else."

"so--"

Sirius raised an eyebrow.

"Is all the trouble over?"

"As you can see."

Amosta shrugged and smiled.

“That’s great!”

Sirius smiled excitedly. He wanted to rush over and give Amosta a hug, but as he was about to step forward, he saw the disgusting blood on the ground and withdrew his foot in disgust.

"It's all over."

Amelia looked around. A gentle breeze swirled around the hills, carrying away the stench in the air. Even the bright moonlight in the sky seemed to shine more radiantly. After a few moments of silence, Amelia looked up and asked...

"Grevis. Him?"

"already dead."

Amosta's smile faded, and his gaze turned to Selena and Eriel, who were leading the Aurors. The two looked both ashamed and fearful under Amosta's gaze, thinking that Amosta was going to settle scores with the Security Department later.

"The aftermath of Grevis's death is a rather troublesome matter. If it is not handled properly, it will affect all aspects, especially at such a critical time when the Magical Congress of the United States has just finished its election and Samuel has been re-elected as Speaker of Congress."

Amosta said gently,

“I suggest you seal off this place and block the news. Send someone to Samuel to explain the situation and tell him to return urgently to deal with this matter.”

"understand!"

Eriel puffed out his chest in response.