Homecoming from Hogwarts

The ferocious face opened its bloody mouth, and the explosive suction force formed a surging evil wind, and the flying sand and rocks were sucked into the seemingly bottomless mouth.

Although Sirius and the others who were inside Amosta's magic barrier were not affected, the earth-shaking scene before them was still very frightening and terrifying. As if someone was strangling their throats, Sirius struggled to yell in a shrill voice,

"What the hell is that!"

Click!

The terrifying suction even caused shocking cracks to appear on the hard rock at the base of the station hall. Except for the shadow of Graves, the vampires who had just arrived were all slaughtered by the vampire ancestor they had long dreamed of resurrecting.

"A collection of blood and residual soul power——"

Amostar's lilac eyes flickered with light, and his solemn voice reached Sirius' ears clearly.

"It's just a show-off, not particularly powerful, but I'm afraid it's not easy to kill?"

Not powerful?!

What a joke, this horrifying creature can be defined by the word 'all show and no substance'?
The remaining Aurors of the Magical Congress looked at Amosstar Braine with absurd expressions. It was not that they were unaware of Amosstar's power. Some Aurors had even been to the Quidditch World Cup last year and had seen with their own eyes how Amosstar used his godly strength to suppress Vitia Cleona.

But the sea of ​​blood floating above their heads and covering several mountaintops must be much more powerful than Vitia Kleona. Is Amosta Brian a little too arrogant?
Although he trusted Amosta, Sirius had never seen such a terrible thing before. He looked into Fawkes's blue eyes, wanting to hear Dumbledore's opinion.

Although he noticed Sirius's gaze, Dumbledore did not respond to his eye question. Compared to Amosta, Dumbledore's voice was filled with worry.

"Amosta, the power that exists in Fox is limited, and I'm afraid I can't give you enough help."

"It's all right, Headmaster Dumbledore—"

Amosta seemed to have had enough of the noise. He twisted the wrist holding the staff, and several golden sparks exploded from the staff.

call--
As if foreshadowing something, the giant face in the sea of ​​blood suddenly melted into the sea of ​​blood before Amosta took action. Afterwards, the entire sea of ​​blood suspended above the mountain was still boiling, and faces let out mournful screams that shook the air. With the sharp and frightening cries, the sea of ​​blood began to shrink, gathering towards the core at a speed visible to the naked eye. After only a few dozen seconds, it became a mass of extremely sticky, bright red blood with slight ripples on the surface, emitting a powerful and ominous magic.

Everyone was silent and stared at the blood clot.

It seemed to have shrunk to the extreme. The blood clot was no longer getting smaller, but the waves on its surface were getting more and more intense. In the distorted outline caused by the turbulence, a white and slender hand like a woman emerged from the blood clot, followed by the remaining limbs, and then a handsome and feminine face. The torso also evolved from the remaining blood.
call out--
The breeze swept across the hills, the night returned to clarity, the faint red moonlight poured down on the earth, and the original vampire who was born from the blood pool reappeared in front of everyone.

Slowly opening his eyes as clear as amber, the ancestor looked around, his gaze swept across the mountains and forests, and reached the brightly lit city in the distance. The ancestor of vampires raised his head, looking at the blood moon in the sky, his expression slightly pleased.

Fox's deep blue eyes revealed clear disgust and indifference.

"Amosta, if this creature is allowed to escape, it will cause great trouble."

Amostasi nodded slightly, and before he knew it, his pupils began to twist slowly, accompanied by a vortex that continuously seeped out purple. The air around Amostasi became sticky and heavy. The people standing beside him, except Dumbledore who was staying in Fawkes, Sirius, Amelia and others, could not withstand the suffocating pressure and began to slowly retreat.

"Albus Dumbledore and Amosstar Blaine." The sharp and empty vampire ancestor slowly lowered his head, his red eyes fell on Amosstar and Fawkes. His voice was very strange, young but full of vicissitudes, and the gentlemanly smile he revealed was like a vicious beast that wanted to choose someone to devour.

"wizard."

It seemed that he had been silent for too long and had never communicated with anyone. He needed to adapt to the language, so the First One spoke slowly, but he still said the names of Amosta and Dumbledore.

"For centuries, wizards have had great men who offer eternal life to those who surrender."

Amosta raised his eyelids, looked at the setting moon, and then looked at Fox.

Boo!
Fox raised his head and let out a clear cry, tearing apart the dullness and depression of the night. His deep blue eyes shone brightly, and he suddenly spread his wings and flew towards the Vampire Ancestor. At the same time, Amosta's eyes froze, he took a step into the air, and when he reappeared, he was already above the head of the Vampire Ancestor!

"Regrettably, resistance will be——"

The vampire's pale face was engraved with murderous intent, and he pronounced his verdict on Amostaru and Dumbledore in a strange tone. However, before he could finish his words, Amostaru and Dumbledore had already taken action!

boom!
As the roar like the creation of the world rang in everyone's ears, the pure light of dawn suddenly bloomed in the sky. This pure light dispelled the bright red moonlight and quickly expanded in all directions, encompassing everything in sight!
The people on the ground felt a black screen before their eyes, and then the world spun around as if they were thrown into a washing machine. When they regained consciousness, they were shocked to find that they had appeared in a different world.

The moon is still the same moon, the mountain is still the same mountain, and the lush primeval forest still spreads to places beyond the reach of sight.

However, everything around, including the people on the ground, took on a strange pale color, as if a thin layer of white sand obscured everything in sight.

Amelia wanted to scream, but she suddenly found that she was like a mosquito frozen in amber, unable to move. She glanced at the dust and leaves floating in the air and found that they were also frozen in mid-air. Even the wind had traces. The whole world seemed to be under a petrification spell!
No. It was just them who were petrified and stripped of their color.

Fox's feathers were still as bright as ever. It spread its wings and flew towards the chest of the angry vampire ancestor with an unswerving refusal. After a burst of fierce and brilliant flames, Fox wailed and turned into a baby bird, landing in Amosta's palm, and its eyes regained their ruby ​​color.

The vampire who was pierced through the chest by Fox lost his shape again with a scream, and turned into... Not a sea of ​​blood, but an ugly and indescribable monster composed of countless head-shaped souls gathered together and stacked together. The people who were looking up at the sky below felt a chill all over their bodies after just one look!

A long rainbow-like streak of golden flame descended from the sky and hit the "soul monster" that was sewn together. Under the surging flames, countless souls screamed continuously, but were unharmed!

"die!"

The countless residual souls of the gathered monster glared at the indifferent Amostard with resentment and roared in unison. Then, the huge and bloated body squirmed, and a huge arm composed of residual souls took shape, raising a loud whistling sound and covering Amostard. The next second, the giant hand directly grabbed Amostard and Fox in his palm!

Sirius' eyes immediately turned red with anger. He tried desperately to move, but he couldn't move at all due to the strong pressure in the air. Amelia, who had already been "deprived of her color", had a look of despair in her eyes and her face became even paler. If she hadn't been petrified, she would have fallen to the ground.

Are Amosta and Fox finished?

(End of this chapter)