Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

Chapter 384 Fate brought them here

Just as the Blood Gate was shaking slightly and the air was filled with an inexplicable oppression—

"boom!"

A scarlet light shot out.

It suddenly exploded like a flame tearing through the night.

That is - red fireworks!

Amanta's heart trembled, and she looked back almost subconsciously, only to see a cluster of burning red light exploding in the sky above the right side of the church under the sky of the silent valley, illuminating the entire cemetery, blood red as fire.

"…It's Hermione," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly with shock.

Before she could react, there was another loud bang!

On the other side, in the direction of the village in the distance, another cluster of green fireworks shot straight into the sky, like a flash of lightning, exploding with dazzling light in the night sky.

"Luna," she judged quickly.

Then, Amanta suddenly raised her wand and waved it towards the sky without hesitation.

Silver fireworks whizzed up.

Like a silver dragon cutting through the night sky, it quickly illuminated the entire cemetery.

"It seems that Hermione has found this place too." Amanta whispered, her heartbeat seemed to accelerate along with the silver light.

"It's really lively." Julius laughed, but there was no trace of relaxation in his tone.

In the center of the open space, the white-robed crowd that had originally surrounded the Blood Gate finally moved.

There was an exclamation and a commotion.

"Could it be someone from the Ministry of Magic?!" someone shouted in panic.

"We're exposed!"

"Close the church!"

Panic exploded in the snow, like an ice lake hit by a stone, and cracks spread in all directions.

Only the short figure in the red cloak was still standing motionless in front of the Blood Gate.

Eleanora.

She raised her head and looked at the silver flames blooming in the night sky. There was no panic in her eyes, only a kind of expected calmness.

The next moment——

"Amanta!!"

A familiar female voice exploded from the entrance of the cemetery.

Amanta turned her head suddenly and saw Hermione rushing in breathlessly in a cloak, with snow all over the brim of her hat. Her face was red from the cold, but her eyes were burning with eagerness.

"Hermione!" Amanta exclaimed, and then quickly lifted the Disillusionment Charm on herself and Julius.

With a flash of silver light, their figures suddenly appeared from behind the tombstone.

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Amanta, but the moment her eyes fell on Julius, she immediately frowned, her eyes filled with confusion and vigilance.

"You... why are you with him?" She walked closer quickly, her wand still tightly held in her hand. Although it was not pointed directly, it was obviously ready to attack at any time.

Amanta opened her mouth and was about to explain, but was drowned out by Hermione's next roar -

Hermione turned and faced the group of white-robed wizards in the middle of the cemetery, who were already in chaos. Her eyes were like blades, pointing at Eleanora in the red cloak:

"What the hell are you doing?! Tell me, where did you take Harry and Neville?!"

The crowd soon quieted down.

Eleanora finally turned around, slowly raised her mature face, and her eyes were deep.

She glanced at Hermione, then at Amanta, as if responding to her alone.

"You will come here eventually."

"The Blood Gate is guiding us," she whispered, her voice strangely ethereal.

"Potter and Longbottom...their blood awakened the door. You are the key. Only when you are here can the door truly awaken."

Amanta frowned.

"What do you mean I am the key?"

Eleanora took a step closer, her red cloak fluttering in the wind:

"Merlin's blood is the thread of fate." She said, "You are the final resonance."

There were too many implications and unsolved problems in this sentence. Hermione was still angry and asked back immediately: "Your crazy talk doesn't explain what you did at all - where are Harry and Neville?"

Some of the white-robed wizards seemed to have finally come to their senses and tried to defend themselves: "They were only invited to participate in the verification, their lives are not in danger!"

"What did you say?" Hermione sneered, "You secretly captured them and said there was no danger?"

"It was fate that brought them here!" someone shouted.

"We gave them a choice!" said another.

"That's enough." Amanta suddenly said.

Everyone looked at her.

Her eyes were extremely calm, like a cold light breaking through thick fog.

"You held this ceremony just to verify who is 'the child'? But what exactly do you want to do?"

"Pick out who is the light and who is the shadow? Who is the salvation and who is the sacrifice? Who is the chosen one?"

Eleanora looked at her and said softly:

"We just want to know the truth."

"You have no right to decide what the truth is." Hermione hit back fiercely.

"Especially in such a despicable way."

Amanta took a deep breath, anger boiling in her heart, but she still asked calmly: "Where are they?"

Eleanora did not answer, but just glanced at the "Blood Gate" behind her.

Amanta understood immediately.

They are behind that door.

The air suddenly tightened, like a fully drawn bowstring.

Just as Amanta was about to step forward, Julius grabbed her and looked at her with a rare serious look.

"You can't go in," he said.

"Why?" she asked coldly.

Julius stared at the red door and murmured, "That's not the door prepared for you."

"You go in there and just break the rules."

Amanta's eyes flickered and she turned to Hermione.

"We have to find a way to crack this door." She gritted her teeth, "I will not stand here and do nothing."

Hermione nodded solemnly, her eyes passing over Julius:

"Don't expect me to believe your lies."

Julius didn't comment, but just raised an eyebrow.

Amanta retracted her gaze from the Bloody Gate, turned to look at Hermione, and whispered, "Send the fireworks again, Luna should be here soon."

Hermione immediately understood her intention and nodded, quickly pulling her wand from her robes.

Another red light shot up into the sky, like a raging flame setting the night sky on fire.

A moment later, a silver-haired figure came flying from not far away and appeared in front of them in the blink of an eye.

"I saw the signal." Luna said softly, her eyes fell on the bloody gate, her voice was strangely calm, "It really exists."

"We don't have time to explain too much," Amanta stepped forward quickly, "Do you have a way to contact your father?"

Luna nodded, "Of course, my owl flies very fast."

"And Neville's grandmother, tell her to contact the Ministry of Magic immediately." Amanta added quickly.

As soon as these words came out, the group of white-robed people around them suddenly exploded.

"No, we can't inform the Ministry!"

"They will interfere with the sacred process of the ceremony!"

"You have no idea what this means!"

"Once the people from the Ministry of Magic arrive, the Bloody Gate will be completely closed!"

All of a sudden, the white-robed wizards surrounding the bloody gate swarmed forward, with a lot of noise and fierce expressions, trying to surround the three of them, and some even drew their wands.

Hermione snorted coldly and quickly drew her wand to protect them: "If you dare to come any closer, I will send you directly to Azkaban."

Luna looked at the bloody door nonchalantly, as if examining an embroidery on the wall, and said faintly, "Are they really that afraid of the Ministry of Magic? This makes me want to know what they are hiding."

The white-robed wizards were obviously frightened by Hermione's fierce aura for a moment and dared not move forward rashly.

Amanta took the opportunity to bring them together: "Hermione, Luna, can you see its structure?"

"Totally unfamiliar." Hermione frowned. "Even if it's the combination of ancient runes and space spells, I've never seen this kind of expression before."

"There's no other way. We can't just stand here." Amanta whispered, "We have to go in."

"Go in?!" one of the white-robed men said in horror, "Are you crazy? That's a forbidden area set up for the two of them. You can't set foot in it!"

"You've broken the rules!"

"If you go in, it will cause unpredictable magical chaos!"

Amanta sneered, her voice sharp: "What rules? You lured two underage wizards into an unknown spell, performed a mysterious ceremony, and asked us to watch?"

"We're already involved." Her eyes were sharp, "Now we have to go in."

"Never allowed!"

The Ministry official who seemed to be the leader quickly stopped them. He was the familiar face who had talked to Fudge at the Quidditch World Cup. He gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want to bear the consequences? Do you think going in is an adventure? It's a trial of fate..."

"Then you go in and take a look first."

Hermione suddenly flew up -

"boom!"

The Ministry of Magic official screamed, staggered back after being kicked, and fell straight into the Blood Gate!

"Wow--!"

The white-robed wizards around all cried out in fear at the same time and took several steps back like a pot of boiling water. Some even slipped and fell into the snow.

The Blood Gate shook violently, causing a circle of dark red fluctuations before returning to calm.

Hermione clapped her hands and raised her eyebrows, "Well, he's already in there. He wasn't torn to pieces, so it looks like he can still get in."

"You...you...how dare you--!" Someone pointed at her, his voice trembling.

"Our Hogwarts students are inside." Hermione said coldly, "Do you think I dare?"

There was dead silence.

The snowflakes fell rustling on everyone's head.

Amanta took the opportunity to pull out her wand and pointed it at Eleanora, who was standing in front of the Blood Gate with a complicated expression and remained silent.

Eleanora finally raised her eyes slowly and looked at her deeply.

"What exactly do you want to do?" she asked in a low voice.

"You know what I want to do." Amanta's tone was as cold as snow. "You can choose to let us in, or watch me force you to move out of the way."

Eleanora was silent for a long time.

"You all are going in?"

"There are three of us," Amanta said. "And him."

She turned and pointed backwards.

Julius had been standing in the shadow behind the tombstone. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and smiled with a hint of teasing, "Are you sure?"

"Walk beside me," Amanta said coldly, "It's much safer than you watching from behind us."

Eleanora finally sighed.

"...Come in," she said.

The Blood Gate seemed to understand her words, and the light in the center rippled again, like a pool of blood-stained water that opened its eyes again.

Amanta said nothing more.

She, Hermione, Luna, and Julius who was slowly approaching from behind, the four of them stood in front of the Bloody Gate.

Snowflakes fell on her eyelashes and melted into icy water vapor.

But her eyes were on fire.

She took a step forward.

The Blood Gate opened the heart of chaos to welcome their entry.