Homecoming from Hogwarts

Dumbledore staggered to Ariana, whose appearance was forever frozen at the age of fourteen. Tears streamed down his face and his arms trembled as he tried to touch the face of this girl with a pure and flawless smile.

However, when his fingertips were only two inches away from Ariana's face, he bounced back as if he had been electrocuted.

His tearful eyes were filled with sorrow,
"I'm sorry, Ariana, I'm sorry--"

Dumbledore sobbed.

"Will you forgive me, Ariana, for the stupid mistake I made?"

Ariana smiled gently, her clear eyes reflecting Dumbledore's old face full of love.
"I never blamed you, Albus—"

In one sentence, Dumbledore burst into tears.

Amosta, who was some distance behind Dumbledore, was a little frightened.

"Headmaster Dumbledore?"

Amosta shouted loudly, but Dumbledore seemed to have really seen something and talked to someone, and turned a deaf ear to his call!
Amosta's sharp eyes looked towards the place where Dumbledore was looking, and he used his eyes to the utmost.

However, he could see nothing except those misty gray clouds!
"Headmaster Dumbledore?"

Things got a little out of control, and Amosta grabbed Dumbledore's raised arm and pulled him back, causing him to stagger.

But this still did not bring Dumbledore back to consciousness. The old man, who was unable to extricate himself from grief, kept stammering his apologies and ignored his calls!

Pursing his lips, Amosta forced himself to calm down.

Dumbledore must have seen something.

This thought flashed through Amosta's mind, and what he saw was not completely illusory, but something real.

With his powerful mental strength that could barely condense a domain, he indeed felt that in addition to his and Dumbledore's powerful souls, there was a third soul fluctuation nearby.

It was very weak, even weaker than a Muggle's soul. He had spent a lot of time studying the blood curse, and in the process consumed a lot of equipment such as frogs and mice.

The intensity of the soul fluctuations that I feel right now is similar to that of those unintelligent animals!
"You must wake up, Headmaster Dumbledore!"

Amosta stood in front of Dumbledore and called again.

But Dumbledore didn't want to wake up, which made Amosstar even more worried. In just a few minutes, Dumbledore's old face became much more haggard, as if he was about to die!
The Resurrection Stone will absorb the user's life force to achieve the effect of resurrection, just like a Horcrux?!

The thought that popped into Amosita's mind gave him a shock!
Fairy tales and various historical materials do record that people who use the resurrection stone may become immersed in sorrow and eventually die!
Something has to be done.

Amosta's face was stern, and he drew his wand, ready to make Dumbledore faint.

only--
A flash of inspiration suddenly popped into his mind, causing Amosita to hesitate.

"Call the gods to protect you!"

With a solemn roar, pure white light suddenly illuminated the wilderness.

A flying snake with black and white wings on its back and clearly visible scales swam out from the void and hovered around Amosta.

Amosta stepped away from Dumbledore and explored the space again.

The void shrouded by the light of the guardian god was still empty. Amosta showed a look of disappointment and was about to disperse the guardian god, but at this moment, something strange happened!

The guardian god wandering in the void suddenly stretched his neck and howled loudly!
The patronus reflects the spirit of its driver, and before Amosta could react to the strangeness of his patronus, his expression suddenly changed.

boom!
A vast, high-pitched sound like a Huangzhong Dalu suddenly appeared in his mind, making Amostas' eyes blurry.

At the moment when his consciousness became blurred, a faint whistling sound came into Amostasi's ears, and he suddenly felt the passage of time!

hiss--
When the blurriness in front of his eyes dissipated, Amosta took a closer look and his expression suddenly froze!

He was no longer in the low, gloomy woods in front of the Gaunt family, but appeared in an endless void filled with gray turbulence. Before his eyes was a door whose majesty and power could not be described by the most praiseworthy words!
In addition, there was a yellow mud slab the size of an open book floating above his head, which seemed to be made of the same material as the door!
Tablet of destiny!

Amosta looked up at the mud slab floating above his head, his mouth corners tightened.

He found this clay tablet in the holy land of the centaurs. It was said that it was left by Merlin and guarded by the centaurs.

After touching the clay tablet that day, Amosta fell into a deep hallucination and saw himself floating into this gray world from behind the magnificent door in front of him. After waking up, the clay tablet sank into his soul and disappeared without a trace.

Unexpectedly, it appeared again today.

"What on earth is this--"

Even with Amosta's knowledge of magic, he was unable to explain what he was experiencing!
He stretched out his hand to touch the gray turbulence around him, but he seemed unreal, and the gray air currents surrounded his body and palms without disturbing their trajectory at all.

"Is it an illusion? Or was I really brought to this mysterious world by the clay tablet?"

Amosta whispered.

Buzz--
At this moment, the clay tablet suspended above Amostas's head suddenly made a buzzing sound, as if reminding Amostas of something.

Feeling something in his heart, Amosta immediately looked towards the mysterious door.

And at one glance, his body trembled suddenly.

Someone showed up, but this time it wasn't him.

The soul of a young girl with long light golden hair emerged from the gray air flow. She lay flat in the void and fell asleep, slowly floating towards the giant gate.

Before penetrating the giant gate, perhaps under the influence of the power of rules, her body was stripped away, leaving a ball of pure and flawless light that penetrated the giant gate, while the stripped body gradually dissipated.

No.
Amosta moved his eyes and rejected his own guess.

It did not dissipate, but turned back into the gray airflow that was everywhere in the world.

These gray air currents are
Amosta was analyzing everything he saw, but at this moment, new changes occurred.

The blonde girl, who had just been deprived of something by the power of rules and had merged with this world, was separated from the gray airflow again due to the interference of an unknown force and reappeared in front of the door.

Before Amosta could react, a hazy vortex suddenly enveloped the blonde girl and swallowed her.

Buzz--

A buzzing sound came into Amostasi's ears again, and his eyes became blurred again!

The desolate countryside, the dilapidated old house, the gloomy forest and the dim waning moon.

Amosta walked stiffly in a circle.

hiss--
What jumped into his eyes was a young blonde girl whose figure was slightly unreal, which made Amosta gasp!
"you"

Amosta's lips moved, his face full of disbelief.
"That is. Ariana Dumbledore's sister?"

Amosta murmured. He did not expect the girl who was comforting the suffering Dumbledore to respond to him, but -
"I've seen you—"

Ariana didn't look sad at all. She looked at Amosita with a smile. The words spoken in her clear voice like a lark made Dumbledore stop crying immediately. He finally looked at Amosita with astonishment.

"What do you mean?"

Amosta himself was in great shock, and he asked with difficulty.

"You have existed for a long time in that timeless place--"

Ariana said. (End of this chapter)