Hogwarts Homecoming

Amosta looked at Dumbledore deeply, and the vigilance in his eyes behind his drooping eyelids became even stronger.

"Let's go, let's go in--"

Amosta said, and Dumbledore nodded.

Pushing aside the nettles blocking the half-hanging door, Amosta took the lead and stepped into the house full of cobwebs.

The deep darkness that enveloped the house could not even be illuminated by the moonlight, and Amosta's figure was immediately swallowed up as he stepped into the house.

The air filled with the smell of soil and plants was filled with a sense of oppression.

Amosta's expression was still calm, and he stopped at the position that should be the entrance hall, looking at everything.

Several supporting walls inside the room had collapsed, and weeds grew among the ruins.

A rafter fell from the roof, one end leaning on the ground, and the other end struggling to support the weight of the entire house.

The wine rack that separated the kitchen and the dining room and a long table in the dining room had turned into messy wood chips. The chandelier that was originally hanging on the ceiling of the living room also fell down, smashing a big hole in the rotten floor.

Amosita and Dumbledore, who entered the room, both looked at the half wall that stood stubbornly in front of the right, which was occupied by mold.

The darkness there seemed to be more intense, and the fluorescence emitted by the wand would become dim when it shone into that area, as if it was swallowed up.

"Which Horcrux do you think we will encounter, Headmaster Dumbledore?"

Amosita glanced sideways as if unintentionally and asked softly.

After a short silence, Dumbledore's voice was a little hoarse,

"Based on the information we have now, it is very likely that it is Tom's Horcrux and what we have not yet destroyed is the ring that Tom got from his uncle, which we have shown to each other-"

Amosita nodded.

That was after the first game of the Triwizard Tournament.

Harry and his friends accidentally entered Ms. Helga Hufflepuff's office through the secret passage in the school kitchen, and in order to rescue them, Amostar, led by Dom's mother, also broke in.

In the memory of Ms. Hufflepuff, she and Ms. Ravenclaw showed the coordinates found by Slytherin.

Ms. Ravenclaw mentioned that Salazar Slytherin would let this coordinate be passed down among his descendants.

Amostar immediately thought of the locket, and Dumbledore later provided evidence that this coordinate was indeed once controlled by Voldemort.

It is almost certain that Voldemort will make this coordinate passed down by his great ancestor into a Horcrux.

"Let me do it, Amosta——"

Seeing Amosta preparing to approach that place, Dumbledore said,

"I have taught Tom and am more familiar with his style. This room doesn't seem to tolerate much noise--"

"No problem."

Amosta spoke briskly and followed Dumbledore's advice. He lagged behind Dumbledore by half a step, and his eyes followed the elder wand that Dumbledore handed to the void.

It was like an elegant dissection.

Dumbledore seemed to be holding a sharp dagger, and his wrist movements were gentle as if he was conducting a chorus.

The tip of the wand was swallowed by the void, and with Dumbledore's movements, crisscrossing golden filaments appeared in the dark air.

These filaments twisted themselves slowly as if they had life. In a burning smell, the golden threads gradually became thicker, and a layer of hazy void was gradually peeled off.

What appeared in front of Dumbledore and Amosta was a dark brown, one-meter-high chest of drawers.

Under the protection of magic, the chest of drawers finally did not break into pieces under the washing of time, but it was still very old, and the paint on the surface burst piece by piece, like fish scales.

"Huh--"

Dumbledore sighed, and then stared at the drawer in the middle of the chest of drawers, his wide wizard robe fluttering slightly.

"The mystery is about to be revealed--"

Amosta also looked at the drawer, with a hint of anticipation. For him, this coordinate is also of great significance.

"Let me do it, Headmaster Dumbledore--"

Amosta raised his wand.

"Oh, no, I can, Amosta, let me do it--"

Dumbledore's trembling voice was mixed with urgency and nervousness, and he pointed his wand in the void.

Click--

The drawer in the middle of the chest of drawers finally popped open, without any magical light, just like opening an ordinary old drawer.

Amosta's heart jumped suddenly.

Fate did not play any bad jokes with them. The drawer was exactly what they thought it was!

A large ring, the ring setting looked like it was made of gold, and it was rough in nature, and the style was completely different from the locket handed down by Slytherin.

But that was not the point.

Amosta's eyes fell on the heavy black stone with cracks in the middle embedded in the ring setting, and his heart continued to beat.

That's it!

Amosta moved his dry lips, and the coordinates of locating the mysterious stone door leading to the world that Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw had said!

Amosta has now confirmed that the stone door he saw when he first set foot in the underground secrets of Azkaban Island is now placed in the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic.

When the Death Eaters broke through Azkaban, Amelia had mentioned unintentionally that the Unspoken in the Department of Mysteries had controlled a contract that could restrain the behavior of Dementors for generations, and the Ministry of Magic had lost this key information about the source of this magical contract.

But Amostar knew that the contract was left by Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw. It was based on this information that he speculated that the stone door might be hidden in the Ministry of Magic.

And he also confirmed this during the time when he actually controlled the Ministry of Magic this summer.

Now, one of the three coordinates of the location, not the other, has appeared in front of him, and the only one left.

A trembling old hand slowly rose and broke into Amostar's sight, interrupting his thoughts. After a moment of distraction, Amostar's face changed suddenly,

"Be careful, Dumbledore!"

The hand belonging to Dumbledore did not stop because of Amostar's shouting. On the contrary, it reached down more eagerly, and was about to grab the ring that had been lying quietly in the drawer for half a century.

Amosta's eyes suddenly froze. He suddenly raised his left arm and pushed Dumbledore's palm with the back of his hand. A glow was emanating from his palm!

Bang!

Along with a flash of dazzling fire, a strong wave of air surged in the dark air. Both Amosta and Dumbledore staggered back.

The air wave swept across the room. The dilapidated old house, which could not withstand any more wind, began to shake after a brief silence.

Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh!

The outer wall collapsed, and rafters fell down one after another. The surging dust submerged the figures of Amosta and Dumbledore!

Weng--

Under the dust in the sky, a white glow suddenly appeared, and the glow quickly spread to cover the collapsed house.

Time began to flow backwards in the light, and every brick, stone, grass and tree in the house that was collapsed by the air wave flew back to their original positions. In the blink of an eye, the old house of the Gaunt family has been restored to its original state.

Standing in the living room, Amosta looked at the gradually expanding black spot on his left palm with a stern face, and waved his wand with his right hand, and winding golden streams of light sank in.

After Dumbledore was stunned for a second, his face changed drastically, and he rushed up in two steps, and his wand released a holy white light (end of this chapter)