Hogwarts Homecoming

Alice and Frank on the hospital bed had no idea what they were about to experience. Bathed in the starlight, they were trapped in a nightmare, with their haggard faces slightly distorted.

"Show me the memories you have collected, Headmaster Dumbledore."

In the dark room, Dumbledore waved his wand, and a stone basin with the 'True Rune' carved lightly on its edge appeared in front of Amosta. The stone basin contained silver that was both liquid and gaseous. The bright substance almost overflowed the mouth of the basin, but under the influence of mysterious magic, they were still bound in the stone basin and spinning slowly.

"Have you already combed it?"

Amosta looked at the pensieve that illuminated the gloomy ward, and was slightly surprised. It was indeed very easy to work with a wizard of a similar level to himself.

"It looks like there's no problem."

Amosta nodded and looked at Dumbledore's listening face,

"It is mainly divided into two steps, Principal Dumbledore. The first step, as you already know, is that we need to completely remove the memories intertwined with evil thoughts and evil magic in Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom's spiritual world. They cannot be retrieved in any way. This It’s no longer just a surface-level memory cleanup like the Forgetting Curse, but it goes deep into the spiritual world to erase everything.”

Amosta said solemnly,

"This is why I need your help, Principal Dumbledore. I have tried to use pure magic to purify the Muggle's spiritual world, but it was of no use. The Cruciatus Curse is one of the 'soul magics', and it contains Evil thoughts and magic must be eliminated with higher dimensional power.

And using the power of the soul's origin is not something I can do. I didn't cross that barrier like you. It's just because the research based on the "Blood Curse" allowed me to find some "tricks" to trigger the power of the soul's origin. "

Dumbledore didn't say anything, but just lifted his sleeves up again.

"Second step"

Amosta glanced at the pensieve on the ground between the two hospital beds.

"Of course, giving those memories back to them is still not that simple. It is not just about pouring the memories into their brains. You need to go deep into their spiritual world and use the soul itself to influence the personality. I can't explain it clearly, Dumbledore Principal, this is an unfinished area of ​​magic, in short, you will see it."

Dumbledore's experience in magic was so profound that he fully understood Amostado's ideas without having to explain them, and he should know how to implement them.

"I'm looking forward to it." Dumbledore nodded, "So...can we get started?"

"I'll 'deal with' Frank, and Alice will leave it to you."

Amosta said, and then the two of them came to the bedside of the Longbottoms. After looking solemnly at Dumbledore, Amosta stared at Frank's closed eyes.

Suddenly, the quiet ward seemed to have moved from the inpatient department of St. Mungo's to the turbulent sea. In the void, the magic power roared loudly due to the violent changes, and the walls of the ward continued to produce waves like rain falling on the water as if they had been hit. There were ripples, and countless tiny thunder and lightning flashed beside Amosta and Dumbledore from time to time.

Click!

The tiny thunder that lingered around the two of them kept radiating in all directions. Everything in the almost destroyed ward was intact except for the pensieve and the two beds of the protected person.

Almost at the same time, Amosta's sharp eyes brightened, blooming like a real purple light that occupied half of the space in the ward. On the other side, Dumbledore's power exuded almost made the space vibrate, and he continued to move around smoothly. With her wrist, the gradually burning radiance poured into Alice's body.

Wow——

As if penetrating a layer of water curtain, the noise in the ward was far away from his ears, and Amosta had already appeared in Frank Longbottom's spiritual world.

This is an ocean that is about to be exhausted!

When Amosta looked down and saw the sea of ​​soul beneath him, enlightenment came to his mind.

In the deep sky, fireballs wrapped in pitch-black thunder and lightning like meteorites from the sky suddenly sank into the sea with a breath of destruction. Every bombardment caused the sea of ​​soul to set off huge waves, but those evil fireballs did not extinguish immediately; Suspended above the water, 'sea water' evaporates with anger.

The water in the sea of ​​souls was unwilling to disappear. They surged and drove those fireballs into the seabed, paying a huge price of their own annihilation in order to extinguish a 'fireball'.

This is probably why Frank Longbottom's temperament changed drastically after being injured!

Amosta looked around, staring at this cruel spiritual world filled with anger and evil thoughts, silently mourning that he was about to purify this place and destroy the remaining personality of Frank Longbottom.

"Say goodbye to the past, Frank. But you will have a new life."

Amosta groaned, and then, his figure gradually fell into blur and finally disappeared completely.

When Amosta disappeared, Frank's turbulent inner world suddenly fell into more violent shaking, as if a giant invisible thing was coming here, and its own 'gravity' was shaking everything.

As if the world had just opened, a bit of pure white light appeared above the sea of ​​soul that was about to dry up. The light was not blazing, but extremely gentle. However, this triggered the fear of everything that originally existed in the spiritual world!

The deep and ominous sky became restless. Every second, several fireballs squeezed out of the void with a whistling sharp sound. These fireballs did not rush towards the ocean again, but surged towards the new life suspended in the air. of milky white halo. At the same time, the sea of ​​souls floating in flames also surged up, and more magnificent waves surged into the sky, overwhelming the sky and hitting the halo!

However, it was just as Amosta entered Pastore's inner world for the first time.

Pure spiritual power and magic power cannot eradicate the evil thoughts that ravage the spiritual world and have polluted the surface of the soul, and these evil thoughts blended with memories are also unable to interfere with higher-level powers.

And fearing the consequences of disappearing, the sea of ​​​​minds that act spontaneously cannot interfere!

The scene of the collapse of heaven and earth shakes the spiritual world, trying to erase the white halo that seems to exist in another world, but this is of no use at all. The halo continues to grow, from a newborn light spot to a mature one. It is a moon-like disc.

And within the milky white aperture, there is one.

It is difficult to describe Amosta's form at this time. He is no longer in human form, but is composed of substantial light, a golden snake with black and white wings on its back and a head like a dragon or a snake.

Tan snake.

He seems to have the same form as his patron saint, a magical animal with powerful power that originated from the mysterious East, but is now extinct.

Slowly, Amosta opened his purple eyes, and he twisted his body. It was quite unnatural. Although it was the second time, he was still not used to this appearance, and it was very difficult to control it.

After trying hard for a long time in a spiritual world with no concept of time, Amosta finally fully stretched out his curled up body. He stared at a doomsday-like spiritual world, with no ripples in his pure purple pupils. A peace that will never be shaken by anything.

call.

The snake flaps its wings, and an invisible but textured airflow emerges. The fireball and ocean that it brushes, and even the dark color of the space itself completely disappear, turning into flawless white. It is like an eraser running over a pencil drawing. A blank piece of paper.

This airflow is so tenacious that it quickly travels through every space in the boundless spiritual world. Wherever it passes, everything is purified, leaving no trace. The dim world becomes almost transparent and bright to the naked eye.

But this seemed to consume a lot of Amosta. His body curled up again, fatigue appeared in his flawless purple pupils, and he even yawned.

At the same time, the rest of his body was also blurring, as if he couldn't wait to fall into a deep sleep.

Instead of one waxing and waning, both the Soaring Snake and the embers that polluted the spiritual world were getting weaker. After the last trace of dust in this clean and flawless spiritual world dissipated, the Snake disappeared, and Amosta, who was in the ward, also opened his eyes.