Hogwarts Homecoming

Requires all Deathly Hallows

Dumbledore stared at Amosta's expression, his eyelids moving slightly.

The way this statement is said is very interesting.

In history, there are countless wizards who wanted to obtain the Three Deathly Hallows, including him and Gellert when they were young.

Those who want to obtain the Hallows are simply driven by ambition and are obsessed with the powerful power of the Deathly Hallows.

They just wanted to possess the sacred artifact, but Amosta was different. He said that he needed the sacred artifact.

Dumbledore immediately realized that there was something secret behind this unique statement.

"Oh, please don't worry, Headmaster Dumbledore—"

The hesitation flashing in Dumbledore's eyes was caught by Amosta, and he smiled.

"I have no plans to take the Elder Wand from you according to its unique inheritance method. It's just that maybe one day, I may borrow it from you, but I will return it-"

Dumbledore smiled and shook the elder wand in his hand.

"Of course there is no problem, Amosta. In fact, I have seriously thought about where this wand belongs after my death."

Amosta raised his eyebrows, feeling a little more interested.

"What's your answer, Headmaster Dumbledore?"

"Oh, I can't tell—"

Dumbledore continued to smile, and he walked towards Gaunt's old house, towards the place where he and Amosta had just tasted wine,

"But you are indeed within the scope of my consideration. Everything that happened to you in Amosta is enough to prove that you are a person who desires power, but will not abuse it. In other words, your thoughts can control your power. The Elder Wand cannot It will make you lose control-"

The two people sat on both sides of the wooden table again, staring at the silent old house.

"In other words, I'm just a candidate?"

"Oh, actually Harry isn't bad either-"

Dumbledore said,

"You made him realize that there is nothing shameful in pursuing a little power, and his kindness will ultimately restrain his behavior."

"Yeah?"

Amosta said with a smile,

"I have always suspected that you would be worried that I would lead him down the wrong path."

Dumbledore smiled sadly, but did not explain. He just looked at the old house in front of him with a complicated expression.

"The seventh one."

Amosta spoke, and Dumbledore nodded.

Ravenclaw's diadem was destroyed when Amosta was at school, and Riddle's notebooks were cleared after Amosta returned to Hogwarts.

He also destroyed the locket left by Slytherin, and Hufflepuff's golden cup was cleared out in his long-planned Battle of Diagon Alley.

Tonight, Voldemort lost a Horcrux again.

In addition, they all knew that the death knell of the two remaining Voldemorts would probably be sounded soon.

Seven might be all, and there might be one or two that they didn't find.

"Do you think it's time to talk to Professor Slughorn again?"

Amosta looked sideways.

"Horace is willing to return to Hogwarts. A large part of the reason is because your victory in the Battle of Diagon Alley gave him some hope. But he must still have fears."

Dumbledore said calmly,

"So I think you might as well fight a few more good fights and go talk to Horace."

Amosta nodded slightly and approved the proposal.

In two months, the coalition forces will officially gather in Paris.

These elites from all over the world will have a short running-in period, and then they will arrest Death Eaters throughout Europe.

The world must realize that the existence of this peacekeeping force is valuable.

Amosta needs to encourage them to win a battle. At the same time, in the battle with the Death Eaters, the team will get along better. If an unexpected crisis really arises, they can also send Useful.

The bright moonlight dissipated the gloomy feeling in the dark forest, and the ominous atmosphere in the darkness also dissipated.

The darkness became a protective color, and the two wizards who shouldered heavy responsibilities lost their majesty and wisdom that they were accustomed to showing in front of others, enjoying the rare peace at this moment.

Dumbledore waved his wand and got another bottle of wine, while Amosta lit a pile of firewood to dispel the chill in the air.

clatter--

Amosta took the wine glass handed by Dumbledore and dropped the ring he had been holding on his fingertips on the wooden table.

However, behind this seemingly indifferent scorn, there was a trace of Amosta's timidity.

Dumbledore noticed this as he moved his silver whiskers.

After some hesitation, Dumbledore spoke,

"You told me you wanted all of the Deathly Hallows, Amosta?"

Amosta was slightly surprised, not expecting Dumbledore to start this topic again.

"Yes, that's right--"

He thought Dumbledore wanted to ask about his purpose of collecting the holy artifacts.

"Oh, in a sense, your wish has been fulfilled, Amosta--"

Dumbledore said.

The hand holding the wine glass trembled suddenly, and the yellow wine spilled on the back of Amosta's hand, while Amosta just stared at Dumbledore in shock.

"Obviously you haven't made the effort to understand the Sacred Artifacts, Amosta—"

Dumbledore smiled,

"In the fairy tale, the three brothers who possess the sacred weapon are actually the three Peverell brothers."

"I know that-"

Amosta was still staring at Dumbledore with a frown on his face.

"Antioch, Cadmus and Ignotus, among whom Ignotus was buried in Godric's Hollow after his death. Over the years, many wizards looking for holy artifacts have visited his burial place. A place to sleep, but found nothing.”

"That's because Ignotus didn't bring the sacred artifacts he owned into the tomb, Amosta——"

Dumbledore smiled,

"He left it to future generations. It has been passed down from generation to generation. Oh, you must know that like many noble surnames that disappeared in history, the surname Peverell has also been cut off. However, the bloodline has not been cut off. They Now we call him Potter——"

In the silence, the expression on Amosta's face, which was rendered golden by the firelight, changed subtly.

"Harry's invisibility cloak?"

"Hey, that's right, Amosta——"

Dumbledore smiled with a bit of childish annoyance,

"Fate really likes to play tricks on people, doesn't it, Amosta? So many people spend their lives working for the Holy Artifact. When I was young, I also made a big mistake because of the Holy Artifact and regretted it all my life, but I didn't expect -"

Dumbledore looked at the ring that Amosta had thrown on the wooden table.

"But they all came to my door when I didn't have many good days."

Put it this way

Amosta's lips moved a few times, but no sound came out.

The three coordinates of the stone door used to open the Department of Mysteries have all fallen into his hands.

He can go to the stars now? ! (End of chapter)