Hogwarts Homecoming

Under the miserable night, the hillside beside the lake.

Like candles, regardless of Amosta's movements, Jasna's subordinates were lit one after another, with their souls as the candle wick and their flesh and blood as the candle fluid, contributing their lives to the bloody light and shadow.

Looking at the skeletons that had turned into mouths and empty eye sockets that were spitting fire, they were still howling like female ghosts. The bloodless Louise looked at them blankly, and suddenly at a certain moment, she couldn't bear it anymore. He stopped, knelt on the ground and retched.

The cheap granddaughter of Anton Vogel finally came to her senses. She slashed her wand at the subordinate closest to her in an attempt to save his life. Then, the breeze from the tip of her wand was unable to extinguish Amosta. The fierce fire could not even make those flames waver in the slightest.

"Stop it, Blaine!"

Jasna shouted angrily at Amosta, her cold cheeks soaked with cold sweat.

"Did those Muggles who died at your hands beg you to stop like this before they died?"

Amosta asked calmly.

"Muggle!"

Jasna's body trembled, her eyes looking at Amosta were full of hatred,

"Those animals with incomplete souls are not worthy to be compared with the noble wizards!"

"In my eyes, Professor Rosier, you are also cattle——"

Amosta's tone was calm and steady. The golden fire attached to the wailing skeletons suddenly surged. The night was illuminated by the pillars of fire rising from the ground. The roaring sound of the fire waves drowned out the terror. Waiting for everything to dissipate, there are only dried up embers floating in the air.

"Make a choice, Professor Rosier,"

From beginning to end, Amosta remained unmoved, showing neither hatred nor happiness. He faced Jasina Rozier and said,

"You can choose to continue resisting and die here, or follow me back to England, explain everything you have done, and spend the rest of your life in Azkaban. Oh, if you are lucky enough, you might be able to be released from prison early. .”

Before Jasna could speak, a series of banging sounds suddenly came from a distance away from the lake shore. Under the dim night, a large group of people suddenly appeared.

As soon as these wizards wearing standard black trench coats appeared, they rushed towards this side, roaring fiercely and inwardly, while sending threatening sparks into the sky!

"It's the German Ministry of Magic, Mr. Brain!"

Kingsley had beads of sweat rolling down his temples and his face turned pale, "Your magic broke through the barrier I set up to hide the magic, and the German Ministry of Magic discovered what was going on here!"

"There's nothing to be nervous about, Kingsley."

Amosta only glanced at the Ministry of Magic strikers who were approaching quickly.

"Now that we have found the real owner, it's time to notify the authorities."

As he spoke, Amosta asked loudly with a slightly sad smile.

"Have you thought about it, Professor Rosier?"

Jasna did not hear the whispers of Amosta and Kingsley, but she obviously saw the people from the German Ministry of Magic who were trying to surround them. She said bitterly,

"You have indeed greatly exceeded our expectations, Brian, but don't think that no one will be your opponent. If that person... is willing, your fate will be the same as those people you just killed!"

Amosta raised his eyebrows.

"We won't let you go, Amosta Blaine!"

Looking at the row of dark burn marks on the ground beside her, Jasna breathed a few quick breaths. She took a deep look at Blaine, who had been standing there for a long time, as if she wanted to carve her face into her soul. Then, the figure Suddenly disappeared into the air.

"She ran away!"

Louise, who had been retching for a long time, finally felt her breathing became easier. She just got up from the ground, and then she saw Jasna Rozier disappear in the wizard's way called 'Apparition'. in front of her.

"This is exactly what I want to see."

Amosta smiled and looked at Kingsley,

"You stay here and explain everything to the German Ministry of Magic, Kingsley. I will take Louise to continue tracking."

"Be careful, Mr. Blaine!"

After hesitating for a moment, Kingsley nodded. Remembering what the woman had yelled before she left, Kingsley solemnly gave instructions.

Amosta nodded and took Louise out of here before the attackers blocked the space.

A ray of red light accurately hit Kingsley. The wand made many circles in the air and then landed in the grass. Listening to the screams one after another, Kingsley put aside his worries about Amosta and took a deep breath. ,

"Hey, don't be nervous, everyone, I'm Kingsley Shacklebolt, I work in the Auror Office of the British Ministry of Magic, and I can explain it all!"

Sachsenhausen Concentration Camp is located in Oranienburg, north of Berlin, the capital of Germany. It covers an area of ​​400 hectares. It was the headquarters of all German-occupied concentration camps during the Muggle World War II. It was also established by the notorious Muggle war maniacs. The first concentration camp.

But times have changed, and the former hell has become a famous tourist attraction. When the last security team to check whether any tourists were stranded was withdrawn, darkness completely took over.

The moonlight was thick, and the tall walls, desolate playground, old office buildings, and fan-shaped dormitories were bathed in the red moonlight. The howling wind was like the howling of a ghost.

In the wasteland in a remote part of the concentration camp, tall poplar trees cast ghostly shadows on the ground. A dome watchtower stood under the shadow. The cement protective layer on the wall was riddled with holes. These bullet holes were always scattered. On the dark brown spots.

The watchtower and the nearby ruins are dangerous buildings. The Muggles responsible for managing the place have already cordoned off the large area to prohibit entry.

boom--

With a flash of silver light, Jasna Rozier staggered out of the void.

call.

After taking a few quick breaths, by the time Jasna had completely adapted to the light of the new environment, several wizards who suddenly appeared from the shadows of the trees had surrounded her.

These guardian wizards did not completely trust Jasina because of her appearance. They also needed to go through a series of checks including passwords. Although Jasna was extremely anxious, she knew that this was a necessary process.

Finally, after the guarding wizards confirmed her identity and her expression became lighter, Jasna ignored these 'comrades' who greeted her and quickly walked towards the watchtower that had become a dangerous building. Standing in front of the dilapidated wall, Jasna fixed her eyes on a stone brick that was mostly covered with moss. The surface of the brick was engraved with a triangle wrapped around a circle and divided by vertical lines.

Jasna raised her hand and tapped the brick with her wand. Then, the line in the dusty triangle suddenly lit up with a silver halo, and quickly spread upwards until it reached the square lookout directly above. lower edge.

The wall rippled like water waves. Jasna reached into the wall and pulled the silver wire. Then, the high lookout quickly sank to the ground, and quickly expanded into a door covered by a silver light film during the fall. .

Without any hesitation, Jasna stepped into the light film and disappeared from the sight of the guarding wizards who vaguely noticed something was wrong.

The field of vision suddenly darkened, and when the light returned again, Jasna had already appeared in the foyer with a tall vault.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and mildew. The shattered cement floor was wet and there was water everywhere.

Da da da!

Jasna's face was covered with frost. She didn't stay for a moment. She stepped through the puddles with her black high-top leather boots and strode towards a dark corridor in front of the foyer.

The intricate corridors were like a maze. As they advanced, faint and shrill wails sounded in their ears. As they went deeper, these wails became shrill and harsh, but Jasna always turned a deaf ear.

"Good evening, Ms. Vogel—"

An iron gate appeared in front of Jasina. The guard sitting behind the square table in front of the door had already received the notification. He stood upright and said hello to Jasna.

"Is Aeschylus at the base?"

Jasna asked coldly.

"Oh, Captain Aeschylus is doing "health care" in the laboratory, Ms. Vogel——"

The guard raised his eyebrows and gave Jasina a tactful smile.

"If you want to find him, I suggest you wait a moment."