Hogwarts Homecoming

Click!

The earth continued to tremble, and the thick ice frozen by the severe cold cracked into shocking cracks!

The two blazing lights hanging on the lake expanded rapidly, and the light rolled across the ice. The ice melted, and the lake water boiled instantly.

The numerous creatures living at the bottom of the glacial lake sensed the power of heaven and earth, and each one desperately swam away.

However, the speed of these creatures could not keep up with the expansion speed of the light group. The moment they touched the light, they were directly evaporated, leaving no residue at all!

The lake water was also evaporated, and the surging white steam surged into the sky under the strong wind. From a distance, it looked like a mushroom cloud formed after the explosion of a nuclear bomb!

Click!

When the two light clusters under the gray sky finally stopped expanding, they already occupied almost half of the vast lake.

They compete with each other, and the majestic magic power will inspire hundreds of thousands of thunders every second. The thunders impact the red lava at the bottom of the lake, and the sound of explosions is endless.

Under the impact of strong winds and the lake water rushing up to the shore, the coniferous pine forest bordering the glacial lake suffered a disaster, and the tall pine trees were bulldozed!

call!

The increasingly fierce wind and waves finally rushed high into the sky, stirring up the clouds with the force of plowing and sweeping holes, and actually swept away the dark clouds that had shrouded the earth for many days.

For the first time in a long time, the cold, dim red sunlight spread over the earth.

The blazing light gradually became thinner. When the light dissipated and the explosion went out, Amosta and Grindelwald looked at each other in the center of the space where countless thin cables and electric lights flashed.

Strangely, the atmosphere between the two people was not so tense.

Grindelwald's face was calm, and Amosta even had a slight smile on his lips.

"Is the anger gone?"

Amosta asked.

Looking at the young man with a smile in front of him, Grindelwald's silver eyes were calm and calm, but he couldn't stop the turmoil in his heart.

Although he was in a cell in Nurmengard, almost half of the newspapers in recent years have reported on this young man.

This wasn't the first time he met Amosta Blaine.

But only by truly contending with it and feeling the coexistence of this thick and mellow magic can we deeply understand why the world does not hesitate to praise him.

Deserving of such praise as the heir to Albus.

However, it doesn't matter anymore.

His eyes were fixed on Jasuna floating next to Amosta Brain. The silver glow in Grindelwald's eyes gradually disappeared, and his back became rickety again.

A long gaze,

"Place her--"

After the pain and sharpness in his brows dissipated, Grindelwald turned into old Enma again.

He whispered, then turned around and drifted slowly towards the lake shore.

"Don't you need me to give you a lift, Professor Grindelwald?"

Amosta watched calmly as the old man walked away.

It wasn't until the ricket back became hazy in sight that the old voice came through the scorching wind.

"I will go"

Amosta pursed his lips and looked back at the Sunday-like scene around him.

Muggles and wizards will definitely come to investigate the situation here, but Amosta has no intention of restoring it.

"Let's go -"

After saying something to Jasuna, who was still in a coma, the two of them disappeared into the mountains far away from the world.

The night is approaching, and I wander from the end of the wilderness, driving away the crimson brilliance of the setting sun that spreads across the earth.

However, when the tentacles of the arrogant darkness reached Malfoy Manor, which was located on the edge of the wilderness, it suddenly retracted like a burn, and then quietly bypassed the manor occupied by death.

The former green and elegant gardens have lost their former vitality under the erosion of death.

In the garden, the green plants that had been stripped of their color drooped their branches, giving off a somewhat eerie atmosphere in their collapse.

Vitiya stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windowsill of the bedroom and silently stared at the withered garden, her green eyes filled with worry.

In fact, observing this evil gray fog corroding life was the only thing she could do while imprisoned by Voldemort in this manor.

Lifting a finger, Vitiya's fingertips glowed with green light representing life.

A stream of green light twisted in the dark space, slowly touching a vine clinging to the black iron fence on the balcony.

The vines that seemed to have dried up with only a trace of green left suddenly seemed to be moistened by rain, and returned to green visibly to the naked eye. Vitiya could feel the prayer coming from the slightly swaying high-spirited vine heads.

However, all this is doomed to be in vain.

The strange gray mist that filled the air suddenly began to stir like a shark smelling blood.

They were unable to control themselves in the wind, and gathered around the newly green vines with their teeth and claws. Then, under Vitiya's focused gaze, the vines withered again!

This is not the end.

These living gray mists quickly eroded towards her along the green light belt that provided vitality to the vines like a tie!

puff--

Vitiya cut off the green light blooming on her fingertips, and the remaining ties in the air suddenly turned into little fluorescent lights and dispersed.

The gray mist that gathered on the balcony did not dissipate directly like many previous attempts. They lingered in front of Vitiya for a while, and there was a faint thought about it.

The breath she was about to let out was stuck in her throat, and the light in Vitiya's green eyes suddenly condensed after freezing.

The gray mist seemed to feel the sharpness in the eyes. They no longer missed the 'delicious' vitality in front of them and scattered like frightened rabbits.

These fogs

Vitiya's slightly pale lips moved, and her green eyes became more worried.

She almost watched them grow stronger day by day.

Du, du, du—

After the sound of a balloon exploding, followed by a knock on the door, Vitiya temporarily suppressed her worries.

"What's up?"

"Dear Miss Cliona——"

The voice that penetrated the door panel was cautious,

"The great Dark Lord invites you to dine in the restaurant"

Dining?

In the dark bedroom, standing in front of the window sill, Vitiya's delicate and graceful brows furrowed.

She is a prisoner and has the consciousness of being a prisoner.

Although Voldemort did not strictly order her not to leave the room, she never left the room easily after arriving at Malfoy Manor.

She didn't want to see Voldemort.

Voldemort also didn't want to see her, but because she still had value, Voldemort allowed her to live.

When Dumbledore and Amosta were done, then she was done too.

Vitiya knew this very well.

Sharing dinner has never happened in the past few months.

Subconsciously, Vitiya refused.

But as she spoke, Vitiya turned her head and glanced at the gray fog floating outside the window.

"I know, I need to change clothes--"

Vitiya said coldly.

Of course she wasn't dressing up to please anyone, but Vitia didn't want her to show any trace of dejection in front of Voldemort and his disciples.

After a while, she walked out of the room wearing a beige, elegant and simple long skirt.

Although she didn't apply makeup, the elders of the Malfoy family in the photo frames hanging on both sides of the dark corridor stopped sighing and watched her go down the stairs with admiring eyes.

Some portraits even jumped into other people's photo frames and landed behind her.

Da, da, da——

Pushing open the Heyi Gate, which perfectly displayed the honor of the Malfoy family, a bat-like figure wrapped in black robes walked over from the gate.

The visitor didn't seem to expect to see her. His steps paused slightly, and Vitiya could see a flash of surprise from the depths of those dark eyes.

"Hello, Severus-"

After a moment of silence, Vitiya nodded to the visitor. (End of chapter)