Homecoming from Hogwarts

"Choose a future for yourself where you won't die."

Inside the cathedral that evolved from the Room of Requirement, on the edge of the 'ruined city', Amosita whispered, repeating what the witch who claimed to be 'Voldemort's daughter' had said to him.

It must be admitted that his mind was a little confused.

He looked at Delphi, a woman who was obviously proficient in brain occupation, and he could not see anything in her eyes with a cold smile.

Then he looked at the three Gryffindor students, who also came from the future.

"So to say--"

Amosta said softly, he looked at the expressions of the three of them intently,
"The path I chose for myself in the future led to... my death?"

The reactions of the three people were very interesting. They did not refute the statement immediately and their expressions also revealed surprise.

Especially the girl with fluffy brown hair, her face was pale, her breathing was disordered, and her clear brown eyes were wide open in grief as if she had thought of something.

"Just so—"

Delphi smiled. She played with the time-turner brought by Harry and the others, while looking at Amosta with sympathy.

"In the future you become a great wizard, Brian.
You became a professor at Hogwarts. Oh, of course, this is the least impressive achievement among all the great achievements you have made.

Many people believe that you are the most powerful wizard of that magical era, and the greatest wizard. In the chaotic era after Voldemort returned to the wizarding world, you almost single-handedly stabilized the wizarding world. "

"More powerful than Dumbledore doesn't sound bad?"

Amosta continued to look at the three students. The one with the lightning scar on his head opened his mouth but did not refute Delphi's statement.

"But you're dead—"

Delphi glanced at Harry and the other two with a playful look in her eyes, and her smile became more and more carefree.

"You died in the war known as the 'Hogwarts Holy War'. You were very powerful and dealt a heavy blow to the great Voldemort, but unfortunately, you still failed and died in that war."

"is it?"

Amosta could sense the fear lingering around the three students.

His heart sank, but he looked relaxed, as if his death was not the subject of discussion.

"Since that's the case and I failed to kill Voldemort despite my death"

Amosta looked at Delphi and whispered,
"Then why did you travel through time to kill me? Dear Delphi, you claim to be Voldemort's daughter. According to normal logic, you traveled through time to kill me. Isn't it to prevent Voldemort from failing?"

"That's because she's lying, Professor Blaine!"

Harry, whose heart was soaked in ice water, suddenly jumped up. Tied up with ropes all over his body, he glared at the witch who looked like Bellatrix.

"How interesting—"

Delphi stared at Harry, at his scar, with a cold smile on her lips.

"The Boy-Who-Lived legend, you say I'm lying, so you're saying that Amos Tower Blaine survived the Battle of Hogwarts?"

"Brian taught him."

Harry opened his mouth to speak, but when the words came to his lips he realized where the problem lay!
He had no idea whether Professor Blaine was alive or dead!
"Professor Dumbledore believes you are still alive, Professor!"

Hermione bit her lower lip and looked at Amosta earnestly.

The corner of Amosta's eye twitched and his expression became gloomy.

An indescribable anger filled my heart.

Is there really something wrong with him in the future?!
In the past few years since entering the magical world, I have been trying to ensure my own safety before I become strong enough to control my own destiny.

He has always tried his best to hide himself, not get involved in too many disputes, not stay out of the limelight, and live cautiously.

As a result, he was still exposed under Dumbledore's nose twenty days ago. And in his already powerful future, he was still involved in Voldemort's trouble and died because of it?

This is too stupid!
"Heh, it looks like you already have the answer, Brian."

Delphi chuckled.

"You haven't answered my question yet--"

The gloom that lingered between Amosta's brows only stayed for a short time before it dissipated. He smiled politely.

"Since I didn't defeat Voldemort in the future, and even died in the resistance, why are you still so obsessed with killing me, even at the cost of traveling through time?" "Although you didn't kill him, Brian——"

Delphi seemed to have already prepared a plan. She smiled calmly.

"But you dealt a heavy blow to the great Voldemort, weakening him. This was crucial, so the clown with a scar on his head behind you found him alone and used the connection between him and Voldemort that was established because of the spell to defeat Voldemort by chance."

In silence, Harry opened his mouth in shock.

He and Voldemort established a connection because of that spell. He found Voldemort single-handedly and killed him?
Even the anxious Hermione and Ron couldn't help but look at Harry in surprise.

Is this how the future will develop?
"Oh, even so—"

Amosta narrowed his eyes, taking in everyone's expressions, and said to Delphi,
"Killing Harry Potter seems to be a more cost-effective option?"

"The boy has lived under the protection of Dumbledore and you since he entered Hogwarts—"

Delphi glanced at Harry with contempt.
"I couldn't find the right and safe time, so I chose you, Brian. I forgot about tonight, it was a mistake. Besides, it's undeniable that the person I want to kill the most is you, Brian, if I can do it-"

"sound?"

Amosta smiled gently,

"We seem to have other grudges?"

"I was born under your plan, Brian!"

Suddenly, Delphi stared at Amosta with hatred in her eyes, and even her voice trembled.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not grateful for this because my birth caused all of this to fail. You took advantage of my birth and used despicable means to allow Voldemort and Bellatrix to give birth to me.
All of this. All of this stems from your desire to achieve the final victory. In the end, it led to the birth of a monster like me who was born with ugly hatred.
If I could, I would give everything, even my life, to kill you!"

It must be admitted that Amosta was also moved by Delphi's hateful eyes at this moment. But his thoughts were still racing.

indeed
In his few memories of the original novel, he remembered that Voldemort created more than one Horcrux.

It is hard to imagine that a wizard like Voldemort, whose soul was stripped of all the "good" emotions by the Horcruxes, would choose to leave offspring.

But if this was his plan,
How did he do it? How did he force Voldemort and Bellatrix to have a child in the future?
It certainly wasn't just a matter of feeding Voldemort a love potion, right?
A soul whose all human desires were stripped away by the Horcrux. Wait!

Amosta's heart skipped a beat and a look of realization flashed across his eyes.

"But my life"

Delphi panted and glared at Amosta with hatred.

"My deformed and ugly birth is insignificant compared to Voldemort. As long as he can live, the great Voldemort can live. I... It doesn't matter. So, do you understand?"

Delphi's hateful gaze fell on Harry's face, who was also moved.
"Killing Harry Potter will also prevent Voldemort's defeat. If you don't stop me, Brian, I can forgive you for not killing you and you -"

Delphi took a deep breath.

"If you don't choose to go against me, and don't choose to go against Voldemort, it will not affect your future as a powerful wizard with power almost comparable to the great Voldemort. Moreover, you can live, I think-"

Delphi tried her best to suppress her hatred towards Amosta and smiled again.
"This is the most important thing for you, isn't it? Don't try to hide it. You didn't tell me that, Brian."

"Don't be bewitched by her, Professor Blaine!"

Hermione was so anxious that tears burst out.
"You are the greatest wizard I have ever seen, you. You."

"Oh, shut up, Granger—"

Delphi looked at Hermione coldly.

"Whatever choice Brian makes tonight, you three—"

She looked at the faces of the three people one by one, and a fierce look flashed in her eyes.
"Tonight is doomed!"

"stop!"

Amosta suddenly came to his senses and shouted in shock.

"No!"

Hermione cried out in despair.

Click!

As Hermione, Ron, and Harry watched in horror, golden sand fell from Delphi's palm.
(End of this chapter)