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0406 The Bar

Rumble—

After Bryan revealed his identity and the contact who introduced him, the Goat once again let out a chilling laugh. Amidst this piercing sound, the earth beneath their feet trembled. Behind the towering spruce, a vast expanse of land came alive in a most unsettling manner. The lush grass, gnarled trees, and twisting vines that had peacefully adorned the forest floor suddenly began to writhe and contort. Their movements were not gentle swaying, but rather a fre...

0405 Albania

Albania, a land of contrasts and mysteries, presents a facade of natural beauty to the unsuspecting Muggle world. According to official government statistics, one-third of Albania's diverse terrain is blanketed in lush, dense forests. These verdant expanses, with their towering trees and vegetation teeming with life, paints a picturesque scene that lures Muggle tourists from far and wide. However, for upstanding wizards in the Wizarding world, it's not a place worth lingering.

The root ...

0404 Out

In the gentle sea breeze, Bryan's calm expression made Sirius startle.

"What do you mean, Bryan?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, Sirius realized he had asked Bryan this question many times tonight. But he quickly pushed that thought aside and asked solemnly, "Suddenly disappear... What exactly are you planning?"

Bryan didn't answer the question. He just smiled slightly, and his gaze was once again fixed on Azkaban.

Seeing his demeanor, Sirius knew he probably wou...

0403 The End of Memory

Gryffindor didn't stop Ravenclaw from taking away the ominous-looking archway. They returned along the original route, passing through the library and the hall where Dementors were bred, returning to the upper levels via the chilling path made of house-elf hands and heads.

When they emerged from the initial stone chamber back onto the island, the gloomy sky of Azkaban had turned pitch black.

The Dementors restlessly roamed nearby, likely afraid of the massive stone pillar still fl...

0402 The Last Room

The legend of the Deathly Hallows was neither a widely circulated story nor a closely guarded secret in the wizarding world.

Bryan had read "The Tales of Beedle the Bard," a famous wizarding children's book, during his time at Hogwarts. He wasn't particularly interested in the stories themselves but read them purely to deepen his understanding of the Wizarding world. 

The tale of the three brothers, which contained the origins of the Deathly Hallows, had initially failed to l...

0401 The Tale

Bryan stood motionless in the great hall, his eyes scanning the vast expanse where the Dementors were being bred. The sight before him was both terrifying and mesmerizing. Luminous auras, reminiscent of brilliant, swirling nebulae in the boundless dark cosmos, danced around him, casting eerie, ever-shifting shadows on the ancient stone walls.

Since his encounter with the woman named Cliodna, a maelstrom of thoughts had been churning relentlessly in Bryan's mind. Each new discovery in th...

0400 Evil

Herpo the Foul—to Sirius, it was just another name from the dusty pages of magical history, albeit one that sent shivers down the spines of those who truly knew its significance. His name was etched in faded ink on the yellowed title pages of numerous dark magic tomes, hidden away in Hogwarts's Library's Restricted Section. But why should anyone worry about a dark wizard who died two thousand ago?

However, as Sirius followed the memories of two legendary Hogwarts foun...

0399 The Ruins

Magic follows rules!

If Gryffindor and Ravenclaw tried to bypass the rules and enter the lava lake below through sheer force, all the remaining defensive magic in this magical ruin would likely erupt instantly. In that case, the entire island of Azkaban might even be overturned into the sea.

Ravenclaw remained silent, her ice-blue pupils flickering with light as her gaze swept across the entire cave.

"Have you found anything, Rowena?"

Deciphering secre...

0398 The Discoveries

As one of the world's most powerful wizards, there were very few phenomena in the Wizarding World that could truly unsettle or intimidate Godric Gryffindor and Rowena Ravenclaw, especially when they were working together.

Now, as they stood before what appeared to be the very maw of the underworld itself—the two barely hesitated for more than a heartbeat. With a shared glance of determination glinting in their eyes, they leapt decisively into the gaping darkness.

Bryan and Siriu...

0397 The Limit

The Dementors are wizards who have split their souls multiple times – So, what is the limit?

As Bryan's mind raced with this question, he couldn't help but connect dots with Voldemort. From what Bryan had pieced together, Voldemort had created at least four Horcruxes: Ravenclaw's diadem; Hufflepuff's cup; Slytherin's locket, and the diary. Harry is an unintentional Horcrux, a fact known only to Dumbledore and himself - even Voldemort is likely unaware that he accidentally created this...

0396 The Dementors

The Dementors, those infamous and terrifying guards of Azkaban prison, have long been a source of everlasting fear in the wizarding world. These emotionless, wraith-like creatures are known to strike dread into the hearts of even the bravest souls who speak their name. With their ability to drain happiness and pleasant memories from the minds of their victims, leaving nothing but hollowed shells devoid of joy or hope, Dementors represent the very essence of despair.

What's more terrifyi...

0395 Azkaban

"Ensure that this world hasn't been destroyed?" Sirius gasped, his voice trembling with a mixture of disbelief and uneasiness. His eyes, wide with shock, darted frantically around the surreal landscape before settling on Bryan. Desperately seeking reassurance, Sirius turned towards him, only to find Bryan's brow furrowed in deep concentration, seemingly lost in thought.

Rowena Ravenclaw was clearly aware of what Gryffindor had said. She gazed at the small island under the only patch of ...

0394 The Future

Rowena Ravenclaw walked past Bryan and Sirius with an ethereal grace, her robes of midnight blue shimmering with each deliberate step as she made her way towards Godric Gryffindor at the ship's bow. The gentle sea breeze ruffled her long, raven hair, which cascaded down her back like a silken waterfall. Her voice was so crisp that Bryan felt as if he heard a mountain stream cutting through the harsh winter winds - refreshing, yet somehow otherworldly.

This is a witch whose wisdom surpa...

0393 Who?

Bryan and Sirius floated gently on the shimmering azure surface of the vast, endless sea. Their eyes swept across the horizon, taking in the breathtaking expanse of the ocean that stretched as far as the eye could see in every direction. Except for a lonely small island in the distance, there was nothing else.

Suddenly, shattering the peaceful silence that surrounded them, a voice rang out from the seemingly empty space behind them. It was a voice that seemed to be etched within Bryan's...

0392 Mystery

Sirius's account of his escape from Azkaban had, perhaps unintentionally, misled Bryan into underestimating the formidable defenses surrounding the island fortress. Otherwise, knowing Azkaban's connection to Avalon's central temple and the legendary wizard Merlin, he wouldn't have rashly attempted to invade this place.

The protective enchantments enveloping Azkaban were just not spells cast by modern-day wizards. No, these ancient wards had become intertwined with the island's natural e...

0391 The Confrontation

Bryan rolled his eyes dramatically, finding himself utterly speechless in the face of Sirius's stubborn insistence.

"Think about Harry, Sirius, He's still waiting for you, counting on your return. At the very least, don't you think you owe it to him to stay alive until he comes of age? That's the bare minimum of what a godfather should do, isn't it?"

"I've already explained this—" Sirius gripped the doorframe and shouted, "Besides, I can't just leave you alone here to face whate...

0390 Perilous Voyage

There are no gentle breezes or light rains on the vast, unforgiving ocean - only fierce, howling winds that sweep everything in their merciless path and terrifying, mountainous waves that crash like deafening thunder. The sea, in its raw power and majesty, shows no mercy to those who dare to traverse its treacherous waters.

Nearly a month into their sea voyage, Bryan and Sirius had already encountered several harrowing bouts of severe weather. However, each time they had weathered the v...

0389 Rising Storms

Harry lay flat on his back, panting heavily as if he had just finished a grueling 30-minute run in physical education class. He had awakened from an incredibly vivid dream, his hands pressed tightly against his face. Beneath his fingers, the lightning-shaped scar burned fiercely, as if someone had pressed a white-hot wire against his skin.

With a groan of discomfort, Harry forced himself into a sitting position. One hand remained glued to his throbbing scar, while the other fumbled clum...

0388 Destiny?

The oppressive silence in the dimly lit room hung heavy in the air, broken only by the soft crackling of the fire. The young lady stood motionless; her emerald eyes fixed on the grotesque figure before her. 

After what seemed like an eternity, the silence was finally broken by her clear, measured voice. "You're recovering well, Mr. Dark Lord, If you're willing to remain in the forest for a bit longer, you might soon regain a healthy body."

Outside the door, Frank Bryce's old ...

0387 Harry's Dream

Bang!

The sound of the slamming door still echoed in Harry's ears as he climbed back up the stairs, each step feeling heavier than the last. Five minutes later, he found himself once again in the confines of his small, messy room. The fading daylight cast long shadows across the floor, creating an atmosphere of gloom that perfectly matched Harry's mood.

Facing the slightly tarnished mirror embedded in his battered wardrobe, Harry saw a dejected, frustrated face st...

0386 Not so Happy Summer Holidays

As the sun began its descent on a balmy summer evening, its final golden rays stretched lazily across the rolling hills and shimmering seas, casting a warm, glow upon the white walls of Number Four, Privet Drive. Through a partially drawn curtain on the second floor, the fading light filtered into a dimly lit room, bathing it in a soft, rosy hue.

Outside, the residents of Privet Drive were taking full advantage of the pleasant weather before dinner. Neatly pressed trousers and floral su...

0385 Plans in Lighthouse

On a cloudless night, a brilliant, radiant full moon rose slowly and majestically from the glistening expanse of the vast sea. The moon climbed higher into the inky black sky, its journey appearing laborious, as if struggling against the weight of its own dazzling grandeur.

Under the cloudless night, the waves crashed mechanically, one after another, against the coastal rocks. At first, the repetitive sound of the waves seemed to possess a purifying power that relieved worries. But if l...

0384 Sirius's Struggle

Bryan politely nodded, stepped over the threshold, and unsteadily climbed the steel ladder to the deck.

In the midst of the raging waves, this sizable ferry rocked like a small boat, rising and falling with the surging tides. Bryan could constantly hear the ominous groan of straining steel, as if the ferry might disintegrate in the terrifying waves at any second.

The ferry seemed to sail through the netherworld itself. The night sky was pitch black, the sea a deep inkwell shade, a...

0383 The Journey

BOOM!

A deafening clap of thunder reverberated through the mountains and valleys, making the world shudder!

In an instant, torrential rains enveloped the world. The formerly glistening lake surface was now turbulent under the onslaught of howling winds and pounding rain. Forks of lightning slashed across the layered towers of Hogwarts, casting an eerily pale glow on the gloomy castle.

The rainstorm rapidly raised the lake level, swiftly overflowing the banks...

0382 Two Months

Bryan stayed in Paris for two months.

Two months earlier, after paying a visit to Vipor Dreghorn, Hogwarts smoothly passed the review and was officially selected as the host of the Triwizard Tournament. 

This was actually an expected outcome, as Hogwarts had unparalleled advantages over the other two schools. Although the competition was intense, victory was anticipated if it weren't for someone secretly causing trouble behind the scenes.

In organizing an event of such ...

0381 Friendship

Within the spacious lunchroom of the picturesque riverside cottage, Bryan was seated comfortably beside the rustic dining table, his eyes intently focused on reading that day's edition of "The Gargoyle's Roar," a newspaper that wielded an influence in France comparable to that of the 'The Daily Prophet' in Britain. Bryan remembered that during the previous press conference held at the Ministry of Magic regarding the Greyback incident, one of the female reporters who had asked questions belong...

0380 Visit

Two hours later, Bryan returned to the damaged hotel room. He slowly made his way back to the lounge chair, staring at the increasingly deeper starlight of the late-night sky as his thoughts quietly churned in his mind.

Some of the events that occurred tonight were indeed quite unexpected, but as for the outcome, it wasn't too bad. 

In particular, the final request made by the old goblin named Gerson Barnah could be considered Bryan's biggest gain from the trip to Pari...

0379 The List

"Who do you think I am, a robber?"

Bryan's stern words left Gerson Barnah speechless.

For a wizard like Bryan, as long as he loosened his principles, countless people would try to stuff shiny golden galleons into his pockets. However, some benefits could be pursued for oneself, while taking some money would only put oneself in an extremely unfavorable position. 

The Goblin’s money was not so easy to take. If he accepted the Goblin’s favor tonight, the distance to hi...

0378 Root of the Matter

"Ludovic Bagman, the wizard with a not so good reputation, was not someone I would ordinarily choose to associate with, but the circumstances left me with no viable alternative. When a high-ranking official from the British Ministry of Magic, no less the head of a prominent department, extends a meeting request through the Goblin Liaison Office, one cannot simply refuse, despite the gnawing uneasiness that such an encounter might cause us trouble," Barnah said with a weary sigh.

"Ludovi...

0377 Talks

The helpless goblin, pinned mercilessly to the ground by the cold spear, stared with wide, terror-filled eyes, its small body trembling uncontrollably as it found itself unable to believe it would meet its demise so easily, so unceremoniously. The primal, instinctual craving for life caused its frail form to twitch and spasm instinctively, but the steady trickle of fresh, crimson blood flowing relentlessly from its wound rapidly drained its vitality, its life force ebbing away with each passi...