Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 125 The End of the Secret Realm

As Amosta's words spread in the empty hall of the temple, an inexplicable chilling atmosphere gradually permeated. The two stared at each other with a distance of fifty feet, and they both saw each other's strange eyes. Filled with unyielding determination, it seems that a fierce conflict is inevitable.

Amosta's expression was indifferent. Although he had sufficient confidence in his own strength, he had never fought a druid before, and he was also guarding against whether this woman, Vitia, would have any means that a wizard could not imagine.

hiss--
And just as he raised his vigilance in his heart, the scorching heat from his palm made him stunned, and then his complexion suddenly changed.

From the moment when he overcame the temptation of power to when Amosta disconnected it from the earth, the Double Snake Staff was just like an ordinary magic staff, without any resistance or strange phenomenon, Amosta easily pulled it out. It, and after getting it, the time barrier around the altar also dissipated, and everything was simply unbelievable.

But without any warning, the two basilisks opened their orange snake eyes again, and an irresistible force of resistance suddenly surged from the icy staff, just like the Gryffindor's grasp was bounced off earlier.

When there was no time left, Amosta, who had the foresight, threw the Snake Staff into the air, and summoned a huge silver metal shield to block in front of him.

The sudden change made Vitia equally astonished. She looked at the two snake staff spinning in mid-air, hesitated for only a short time, then put aside the hesitation, and summoned the golden staff with reckless determination. to hand.

The millennium's vision was realized in this way, and Vitia couldn't help but be speechless, but the mutation of the double snake staff was still going on, and the golden staff was full of heart-pounding gray magic power, and the basilisk with its eyes opened clung to it. Thick black smoke spewed out from the golden scepter, and the smoke regrouped in mid-air to form a figure like a god of death, staring at the helpless Vitia Kriona below.

hum--
The majestic buzzing resounded through the temple, and Amosta looked solemn. He suddenly remembered what he saw on the mural. When the legendary black witch Morgan Le Fay was about to be defeated by Merlin and King Arthur, the body in her body The lurking shadow that emerged.

"Why—why did you do that!"

The humming sound from the black shadow carried a revelation that Amosta couldn't understand. There seemed to be some unbelievable information contained in this revelation, which gradually turned the bewilderment in Vitia's green pupils into unbelievable. Shocked, even asked involuntarily.

"What the hell did you hear!"

The mysterious and strange scene that was happening in the empty hall of the temple made Amosta frowned, and he questioned Vitia sharply.

The Druid Priestess seemed to have heard something absolutely absurd, and Bitui's pupils were full of astonishment. Judging from her expression, the revelation she gave to the shadow emerging from the double snake staff seemed to be Very resistant, as a response to Vitia's resistance, the humming sound of the shadow became more violent, as if ordering her to carry out the ridiculous order it issued.

"Tell me what it's talking about!"

Although Amosta couldn't understand this ancient language that may belong to druids alone, it didn't prevent him from feeling something wrong with his intuition. The posture of shooting.

Vitia gradually became calmer, she looked at Amosta, her eyes were still unwilling, but for some reason, Amosta still felt some apology from the woman's complicated eyes.

"I don't know much more than you do, Mr. Blaine, anyway, thanks for getting it for us—"

After she finished speaking, the black shadow that had completed its mission dissipated in mid-air. Before Amosta could react, the unmanned Snake Staff suddenly floated to the top of Vitya's head and exploded. A gray circle of light came out, and Vitia teleported away from the temple directly, and then disappeared.

"and many more!"

Amosta yelled violently, and he flew to the place where Vitia was standing just now in three steps at a time, trying to lock Vitia's position with the magic power remaining in the air, and apparated to catch up, but this time The chaotic magic magnetic field and space constraints within the secret realm were greater than the anti-apparition spell. Amosta's figure suddenly blurred, as if he was about to be squeezed into the air, but in the next second, he was repelled out again .

"This woman!"

Amosta almost cursed out of anger, and he wanted to try positioning again, but at this moment, the temple suddenly shook violently, and the sudden weightlessness made Amosta lose his mind for a while,
Whoa!
"The secret realm is about to collapse!"

The space created by magic collapsed rapidly, shocking cracks opened on the ground, and the world began to tilt in Amosta's eyes. After the staff left, it was about to collapse.

If he fails to leave here before the secret realm collapses, then he will most likely be exiled to the chaotic void and never return.

Thinking of this, Amosta didn't dare to delay, and was about to leave the hall immediately and fly to the door that entered the secret realm to leave the secret realm, but when he was walking, he suddenly remembered something and pointed his eyes at the altar, which landed on the altar that belonged to Gran. On the silver sword of Fendor.
The originally noisy Stonehenge Park became extremely silent in an instant. Hundreds of Muggles stared dumbfounded at the boulders that fell suddenly, and the young man in a strange robe who suddenly ran out of the swirling dust. Man, the turbulent thoughts stalled.

"You, who are you and what have you done?"

The Muggle tour guide who professionally introduced the history of Stonehenge in the scenic area looked at the ashen young man with a sullen expression, and stammered and asked.

Looking at the sun hanging in the middle of the sky, emitting infinite light and heat, Amosta was in a trance for a moment.

He and Vitia entered the secret realm in the middle of the night last night. They only stayed in it for a few hours at most, but it was already noon when they came out!

"What's the date today?"

Amosta looked at the Muggle guide and asked in a low voice.

"July 7, Mr. You."

"Has it been five days? The flow of time in the inner and outer space is inconsistent?" Amosta murmured.

At this time, a snow-white owl that had been hovering in the high sky for several days swooped down and landed on Amosta's shoulder, tilted its head and ruthlessly pecked Amosta's cheek. , seems to have been waiting quite a while.

Amosta ignored the whispering muggles and opened the letter paper, and only glanced twice, and a few fine lines appeared on his forehead.

"Thank you, little one, I already know--"

Amosta smiled at Snow White and nodded in thanks.

cuckoo-
This very clever owl pecked Amosta's earlobe with its beak to urge him to go quickly, then flapped its wings and quickly disappeared from people's sight.

There was commotion not far away, and a few Muggle policemen were pushing through the crowd and rushing desperately towards the damaged and precious historical relic.

Amosta turned around and waved his wand to reset the boulders that had lost their effect. Then, apologetically, he nodded at the Muggles who doubted life.

"I'm sorry to disturb everyone's interest in the tour, I'll just leave and forget about it!"

PS: In the next ten chapters, I will finish one or two foreshadowings buried in the early stage




























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