Homecoming from Hogwarts

High in the sky, the gray fog was surging and rolling like a sea in a storm, roaring violently and wanting to annihilate all life!
The twin snake staffs that transformed into a snake monster as long as a mountain controlled the gray fog and surrounded and killed the three stars dancing around it.

This is no longer a contest between magic and spells.

It is a collision of the origins of magic controlled by those who have pushed the path of magic to the extreme!

The power of the double snake staff seemed endless. The three bright stars burned its majestic body with shocking scars time and time again, but in the blink of an eye, the gray mist would surge over and repair the scars.

In the magical vision, the evil glow emitted by the double snake staff becomes stronger and stronger with the passage of time, and everything in sight is covered by it!
We must give it a try!

As his eyes flickered, Amosta felt a chill in his heart.

On earth, real life is passing away every minute and every second.

But more importantly, the battlefield above the sky.

Only when the outcome is decided on the battlefield in the sky can the war on earth be ended.

Grindelwald and Dumbledore's presence is fading!

Between each fierce clash, Amosta could sense that the fiery aura they were emitting was fading faster and faster.
If they continue like this, they will eventually lose this tense decisive battle!
The golden flames that surrounded Amosta's body suddenly shone brightly, forcing back the gray fog and floating higher, with a flash of determination in his eyes.

It seemed as if he sensed that Amosta was about to do something.

Grindelwald and Dumbledore exerted their strength at the same time, broke free from the entanglement of the gray fog that was like a maggot attached to their bones, and instantly appeared beside Amosta.

Three bright stars were running side by side, confronting Voldemort, whose black robe on the snake head was rustling.

"No one can defeat the great Voldemort!"

Voldemort's wild laughter overwhelmed the howling wind.
"All life, Muggles and wizards alike, will humbly prostrate themselves at the feet of Voldemort!"

"Ho-"

Amosta sneered,

"Finally you're no longer holding up the banner of restoring glory to pure-blood wizards, Riddle?"

Voldemort's eyes were filled with murderous intent as he looked at Amosta.

To this day, Brian still dares to call the shameful surname that he abandoned. This is unforgivable!
"Voldemort is not interested in accepting your surrender, Brian, Dumbledore, Grindelwald, you will die here--"

Voldemort opened his arms with an expression of enjoyment.

"All rebels will die today, on the eve of the advent of a beautiful new world with a new order!"

"I know why so many people hated me back then."

Grindelwald's gray hair fluttered, his silver eyes reflecting Voldemort's arrogant figure, and he said indifferently.

"But it is undeniable—"

Against the backdrop of the icy blue light, Dumbledore was not as kind as usual. Instead, he exuded a god-like aura that was awe-inspiring and unbearable.
"I'm afraid we can't defeat this pair of snake staffs."

"We don't need to defeat the Caduceus, we just need to defeat Voldemort."

Amosta's indifferent whisper made Dumbledore frown slightly.

The Twin Snakes Staff has become Voldemort's Horcrux. If this staff is not destroyed, Voldemort cannot be killed completely.

Amosta was well aware of this.

"Kill Nagini when you can, Dumbledore—"

Amosta took a deep breath, and his whisper was muffled by the strong wind.

Dumbledore's frown deepened.

Nagini definitely needed to be eliminated, but what surprised him was the tone in which Amosta said this.
It feels like I'm making arrangements for my final affairs.

"What are you going to do, Amosta?"

Dumbledore couldn't help but glance sideways at Amosta, who looked calm.

"There is a temple in the center of the Island of Avalon below. That temple was moved by Merlin from Azkaban. For more than a dozen centuries, the Caduceus was suppressed in the island temple by Merlin and Godric Gryffindor."

Amosta continued to whisper as if no one was around.

But what he said made Dumbledore and Grindelwald look surprised. "In the back room of the temple, there are nine engravings left by Merlin, recording the battle between Merlin and King Arthur and the Queen of Avalon, Morgan Le Fay, who was controlled by Herpo. It was me who solved the suppression of the Caduceus by Gryffindor and Merlin."

Amosta continued.

Dumbledore's lips moved slightly, but he didn't know how to comment on the shocking facts revealed by Amosstar!
"--After Voldemort retreats, go find Vitia, Sirius and Harry. They will tell you something. Dumbledore and Voldemort have never been the key. What we really want to defeat is Hercule."

"Helpo"

Dumbledore murmured, his eyes filled with confusion. Before he could ask anything, he saw Amosita turn his wrist, and an ordinary glass bottle used to hold potions appeared in his hand.

The glass bottle contains a ball of milky white mixed with a dim glow.

"This is."

The moment he saw this ball of light, Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then lost his voice.

"Voldemort's Notebook"

Amosta smiled and said,
“I dismembered the soul fragments, extracted some useful things and stuffed some interesting emotions in it.”

"for what?"

Dumbledore was still staring at Amosta in shock.

"To satisfy Salazar Slytherin's obsession, of course."

"The stripped soul fragments can no longer be integrated into the body, unless the person who cut the soul voluntarily repents, but that will be extremely painful."

Grindelwald, who also frowned and listened quietly for a while, suddenly spoke.

"Pain is inevitable, but there is another way, which does not necessarily require repentance, to embed the stripped soul into the subject--"

Under the suspicious stares of Dumbledore and Grindelwald, Amosita smiled and confided,

"The Blood Curse uses the separated soul as the seed of the curse."

"Have you discussed the countermeasures?"

Thousands of feet away, Voldemort's voice even came through the strong wind with a hint of humor.

"I have been looking for a more appropriate time to return Voldemort's soul to him. But I am afraid that there will be no other chance except today."

Amosta took another deep breath, and the breath he exhaled turned into hot white smoke in the air.
"The monsters on earth are left to you."

"Wait, Amosta!"

Dumbledore's mind was racing as he was thinking about everything Amosstar had said. Suddenly he heard Amosstar's words and he shouted subconsciously.

But it was too late, Amosta had already rushed towards Voldemort.

In an instant, the world was illuminated by a scorching sun hanging in the sky, and all darkness was swept away by the infinite light and heat!
"You want to die with me, Blaine!"

Voldemort's high-pitched, sinister laugh resounded through the heavens and earth.
"You'll never be able to do that!"

The gray fog that covered the sky and the sun was instantly gathered into a tornado with a diameter of several miles. The two snakes coiled their bodies, curled up in the terrifying tornado cloud that seemed to be destroying the world!
Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, Draco, Alastor, Sirius, Remus, Severus, Fleur, Amelia, Foley, Old Barna, Bones
One by one, those who were fighting on the earth, whether they were Amosta's reliable friends or his trusted juniors, all looked at the sky dyed golden with dull expressions.

They heard Amosta's roar from the sky, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!
Red stars flew out from the expanding sun, and with an unstoppable determination, rushed into the gray tornado that was wrapped in dazzling thunder and seemed to be destroying the world. Then, it exploded!
Amid the explosions that could shatter mountains and rivers, there were the painful hisses of giant snakes and the screams of Voldemort.
"What are you going to do? This is Shbreen. Aa ...

The sharp roar of pain was heart-wrenching!
boom!
In just a moment, the gray fog that occupied the sky and the giant snake lurking in the sky disappeared, and the bright sunshine finally shone down.

A golden flame fell from the sky. It kept falling.
The flames dissipated, and the bruised and battered figure revealed his true appearance.

Everyone stared at the falling figure, their dazed expressions gradually filled with pain.

Harry, Ron, Hermione and the others seemed to see that man smiling at them.

See you later
In a trance, the three of them heard the falling man speaking in their ears as if in a dream.

"No!"

When that person was suddenly swallowed up by the distorted and hazy space, countless people on the battlefield screamed in pain. (End of this chapter)