Homecoming from Hogwarts

Under the bright moonlight, the space suddenly shook abnormally, and when the fluctuations subsided, Amosta appeared from nothingness.

Snap, snap, snap--
The wind blowing across the plain blew Amosta's robe, and the endless 'green sea' before him was exactly the same as in his memory.

Looking up, a clear belt of stars hangs in the night sky above the wilderness far away from the bustling city.

Even though they are separated by countless light years, Amosta still yearns for it because of its magnificent beauty.

Starry Sky Return--
In the noisy silence, Amosta shook his head slightly and pointed his gaze at one place.

Huge rocks, soaked in the vicissitudes of time, lie across the Salisbury Plain.

In ancient times, the mysterious magic circle built by ancient wizards to communicate with the starry sky has now changed its identity and become a world-famous prehistoric relic attraction.

With such an identity, it can't be considered as being buried.

After a brief silence, Amosta started walking towards the Stonehenge, his flying wizard robe rustling against the green grass.

The ancient monolith was surrounded by Muggle fences that provided no protection at all.

Just like last time, a Muggle was sleeping soundly in the dimly lit entrance booth.

pat!

In order not to disturb the Muggles' sleep, Amosita cast a stunning spell as usual.

Walking slowly to the middle of the huge stone gate, Amosita sighed with a complicated look in his eyes.

Ever since he had seen the shadow of Gryffindor here, the memories of the four founders of Hogwarts had been presented to him one after another.

The twin snake staff also flowed out from here through his hands.

For Amosta, this is where a lot of trouble started.

Until now, he has been wondering whether many crises could have been avoided if he had not gone deep into the space behind the door.

His deep gaze slowly swept across the intricate lines on the surface of the boulder, and Amosita shook his head again.

This idea is just self-deception.

The complex colors in the eyes filled with mysterious purple disappeared, and the extremely penetrating sight saw through the magical corridor carved in the giant stone.

The flow of magic power in the magic corridor is not smooth.
This is not surprising. The last time I left, the space inside the secret realm had collapsed, and the stone formation that served as the door even collapsed.

Although the Muggles later returned the fallen boulders to their original positions, the door had already been irreparably damaged in terms of magic.

Quietly, a piece of wood appeared in Amosta's palm.

Last time, Vitia used a stone pillar to complete the mysterious magic corridor in the Stonehenge, thereby opening the stone door.

In front of Voldemort, she obviously couldn't pass the stone pillar to Severus, so she gave Severus a piece of wood.
In the bright starlight, Amosta looked at the piece of wood in his hand.

The seemingly ordinary pieces of wood were actually engraved with intricate magic corridors, and countless magic nodes were twinkling like stars in Amosta's sight.

The wood chip as a carrier is not important at all, what is important is the 'key' inside it.

It would take more than a day to restore the key. I'm afraid Vitia had already planned to let me do it again.

breathe.
With every breath, the chaotic thoughts in Amostas' mind were discarded one after another, and the purple pupils filled with faint light were replaced by indifference.

It is very dangerous to explore the world lost in the turbulence of space again. However, Vitia deliberately let herself explore it again. I guess she wanted to remind herself of something.

Buzz--
Magic power poured into the wood chips, and the wood that served as the carrier was blown away like sand by the wind. One after another, "stars" flew out from the powder and drifted towards the towering stone formation.

Inspired by it, the originally cold Stonehenge suddenly underwent miraculous changes.

In the magical vision, inside the transparent boulder, magic nodes like endless stars inlaid in the vast night sky began to flicker and flow.

The key fits into the lock. Zip, Zip
The edges of the inner frame of the huge door in front of Amostha began to glow.

The Mirror of Erised.

The effect of the side placed here as a door is completely different from the side that is familiar to the world.

The light emanating from the inner frame of the giant gate began to extend toward the center. Before it was about to form a magic mirror, the smooth surface of the mirror began to fluctuate like the rippling water surface, and the entire system was emitting sparks.

Amosta looked at all the anomalies calmly, not too surprised.

Since the magic node has been damaged, it is normal for the door to be unstable.

Under Amosta's gaze, it continued to expand and contract, but in the end, the door opened.

buzz-
The door continued to shake, and the 'light screen' that Amosta was waiting for, which might show the image peeking into his mind, did not appear. It remained hazy.

After a brief thought, Amosta roughly understood.

Now his soul has 'matured' and is about to break out of its cocoon.

If he refused, it would not be easy for the Mirror of Erised to peek into his heart.

A hole appeared in the center of the shaking light screen, and then it reunited in the fluctuations. Seeing this, Amostas frowned slightly.

I'm afraid that after this entry, the door will be completely destroyed. Not only will it no longer be possible to locate the small world existing in the void, but even the Stonehenge itself may not be able to be preserved.

After all, it is not an easy task to move a wizard as powerful as him into the void.

After gathering his spirits once more, Amosta stepped into the door.

Rumble!
Just as Amosta had expected, the moment his figure disappeared through the door, the Stonehenge that had stood on the Salisbury Plain for thousands of years collapsed.

The island of Avalon, once an ideal land where all races lived in harmony, has now become a lost land exiled into the void by Eternal Mark.

Even the death zone that Amosta had once seen was gone.

Now, only pieces of broken rocks shrouded in gray fog are left, suspended in the boundless turbulence of space.

If nothing unexpected happens, these ruins will exist in the void for countless years, and it is possible that they will exist longer than human civilization.

And today, this exiled land welcomes guests again.

Boom!

Even the boundless "air current" could not interfere, the gray fog that rolled and unrolled at its own will suddenly surged up after a loud thunderclap in the plain.

Like a group of sharks smelling blood, they rushed madly towards a crack in the void.

However, before the gray fog could rush in, it was driven back by the unusually hot breath in this long and narrow space rift that was several miles apart from the top to the bottom.

Boom!

There was another thunderous sound.

The void trembled violently, and then, a golden "pupil" suddenly appeared deep in the huge hollow crack that looked like an upright eye.

As soon as the golden pupil appeared, it sprayed red flames in all directions at an astonishing speed. In a moment, the huge "eye" in the turbulent space was filled with blazing flames.

The light radiated by the "Eye of God" illuminated the entire area into the color of sunset!
Not only the gray fog, but also the surrounding space turbulence collided violently with the flames gushing out of the vertical pupil, trying to smooth out this astonishing crack.

Hoo, ho, ho!

The boundary of the 'vertical pupil' where the three forces were fighting fiercely was a breathtaking black and red color!

Da da da--
As the footsteps became clearer, a figure with gray hair and purple eyes descended into the void with dazzling golden pupils in the flames' vertical pupils! (End of this chapter)