Homecoming from Hogwarts

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

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

A near-tangible pressure enveloped the ruins of Diagon Alley, making the air thick.

Everyone was looking at the huge face formed by the thick clouds rolling in the sky and Amosta Braine who was descending here.

The rock spikes that pinned Sirius to the ground turned into sand in a breeze, and his body, which had lost its stability, fell into a mud puddle. The trickle of blood flowing from his body quickly dyed the mud puddle red.

"Amosta."

Sirius called out breathlessly.

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

After briefly treating Sirius' injuries, Amosta looked up at the rolling sea of ​​clouds in the sky again.

The breeze ruffled his hair, and Amosta said calmly,

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

The thunder roared again and the lightning in the clouds began to flash out of control.

A giant face floating in the sky overlooking the world dropped endless columns of black smoke onto the earth.

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

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

hiss!
A series of gasps suddenly rang out in the quiet battlefield!

Ever since Harry Potter destroyed the mysterious man's power fourteen years ago, ordinary people have not heard from him in the past fourteen years.

Since February of this year, when Hogwarts held the second Triwizard Tournament, Albus Dumbledore has been trying to tell people that You-Know-Who has returned.

However, due to the Ministry of Magic's strenuous cover-up and people's unwillingness to face this reality, not many wizards can truly accept the resurrection of the mysterious man.

But now, everything is settled!

The dark wizard who was confronting Amos Tower Braine was dressed in a rustling black robe, his skin was paler than a skull, his pupils were scarlet, his nose was flat like a snake, his nose was long and narrow, and he exuded a terrifying evil aura!
Voldemort revealed his true form. He stood on the corpse of the giant who had just helped Sirius escape danger. He slowly turned around and looked coldly at the resisters and helpers on the battlefield.

No matter who it is, the moment their eyes meet Voldemort's, an irresistible chill will rise in their hearts, and they will involuntarily lower their heads to avoid Voldemort's gaze.

This scene made Voldemort very satisfied.

But when his eyes met Amosta's calm eyes, the cold and superior smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared.

"Amosta Blaine—"

Voldemort looked at Amosta. This was the first time Amosta had truly met since his true form came to earth.
Of course, Amos Towers Blaine was present at his resurrection ceremony, but he did not want to talk about that scene too much.
"You prepared this grand stage just to lure me into meeting you, right, Brian?"

Voldemort's high-pitched, cold voice echoed through Diagon Alley, which was once prosperous but had now become a wilderness. He was speaking to Amosta, and also to the entire wizarding world.
"You think you can destroy me again like that lucky Potter! Voldemort is invincible, even in death!"

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

"From ancient times to the present, there has never been a shortage of rebellious ambitious people and brutal dictators in this world, Riddle--"

Amosta stood still as a mountain in the turbulent wind, his eyes filled with vicissitudes that were beyond his age.

The shadows of the Dementors in Azkaban flashed through his mind, and Amosita said calmly,
"They are all like you, believing that they can live forever and never die like nature.

Those people possessed power that no one of their generation could match, and they had written their own chapters on the parchment called history. But where did they go? "

Amosta's eyes turned away from Voldemort's face.

He looked at the people on the battlefield. They, or their descendants, Amosta didn't want this war to create the 'next Dark Lord' again in the next few years or decades. Amosta's voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly.
“Extinction is the final outcome of all things in the universe. It cannot be defeated, nor does it need to be defeated.

Life needs freedom, but it also needs to wither.

Therefore, any attempt to be dictatorial and to go against the natural laws of birth, aging, illness and death is foolish and will eventually backfire. And you, Riddle—"

Amosta's eyes looked around and returned to Voldemort's green face.
"It's time for you to take your leave."

"So you don't intend to surrender, Brian--"

Voldemort's tone turned completely cold.

"Since you're a Slytherin, I've even been so generous as to consider giving you a chance to mend your ways."

"Slytherin House is ashamed of having produced a wizard like you. So is Salazar Slytherin."

Amosta made a double entendre.

The battle broke out so suddenly and fiercely.

People on earth saw that the mysterious man and Brian suddenly appeared in the air without any warning and waved their wands at each other at the same time!

Two curse lights as bright as the sun met in mid-air.

The moment the curse light touched, everything in the field of vision began to vibrate, and the violent ripples in the air were like a meteorite falling into the sea!
The violent air shock swept in all directions with unparalleled power, and people swept by the ripples fell to the ground as if they were hit by a moving car.

The ripples spread in all directions, and the buildings in Diagon Alley that had not been affected by the war began to collapse one after another!

But people could not hear the roar of the building collapsing. Their ears could only hear one sound, that was the sound of the spells cast by the mysterious man and Brian 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 and vomited blood. Sirius had a painful look on his face and raised one hand with difficulty to cover his chest. He felt that the beating frequency of his heart was also assimilated and began to beat along with the buzzing sound!
He sensed the damage that such a powerful magical impact would bring to the people at the scene.

Amosta's eyes were cold and fierce. He suddenly raised his wand and threw the "sun" between him and Voldemort that had swallowed up the magic power of both of them into the sky.

Boom!

The 'Sun' rushed up into the sky at an unimaginable speed, and exploded the moment it touched a large rain cloud covering Diagon Alley. The strong wind and waves and the scorching heat evaporated the rain cloud in an instant. It seemed that the sun, which had not appeared for a long time, finally returned to the earth again!

The bright sunlight that suddenly descended on the earth made many people squint their eyes, including Voldemort.

Amos Tower suddenly appeared on Voldemort's right side, and the silver meteor-shaped curse light hit Voldemort hard, but was eventually dispersed by the green light of the Killing Curse.

boom!
boom!
boom!
The people who had adapted to the sunlight found that Amosta Blaine and the mysterious man had disappeared from their sight.

All they could see were two black shadows constantly shifting in the air!

The speed at which the two black shadows flashed by was so fast that they were still far away in the last moment, and appeared in another direction in the blink of an eye. Mad-Eye's magic eye was spinning so fast in its socket that it almost flew out!
The cursed lights continued to collide violently in mid-air.

The ripples in the air were like the surface of a lake under drizzle, and the strong winds were like many supersonic planes flying over their heads!
Such an intense confrontation that was beyond people's imagination lasted for two minutes and ended as abruptly as the duel began.

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

"Amosta!"

He only had time to shout once.

boom!
A raging sea of ​​black fog invaded the sky that had just been clear. No one noticed Harry who suddenly appeared on the battlefield. People's terrified eyes were only on the black fog in the sky and Amos Tower Blaine.

"breathe."

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