Man's ambition multiplies with the growth of power, and Amosta is not a saint, in fact, only the 'dead' are qualified to be a saint.

Amosta is not greedy for power, because he can see that the core of power is power, and wizards like Cornelius Fudge have power that is completely based on the complete wizarding social order, and the power he has is unstable and can be broken at the slightest poke.

Amosta's thirst for power is stronger than most, partly due to his biological nature, and partly because he feels powerless due to his unprepared crossing, and he desperates to have the power to determine his fate.

And now, this power that can compete with fate is in front of him, and it is at his fingertips.

With the change of mood, the haunting magic around Amosta surged violently, and ambition rampaged through his heart like a wild horse on the loose, and images appeared in his mind, which was the picture of him completing his 'dream' and establishing an epic and magnificent magical dynasty!

Hundreds of thousands of wizards from all over the world gathered to look at him in the clouds with reverence, and behind them, hundreds of millions of Muggles chanted his name as if singing the praises of the gods.

"What a wonderful picture--"

Amosta closed his eyes, he embraced nothingness with open arms and whispered.

Since the beginning of human civilization, no one has been able to match his achievements, and since the dawn of time, no one has been more powerful than him.

He will live forever, the words that come out of his mouth will be divine revelation, his idol will be built on the highest place on earth, his greatness will be remembered by the years, and the vicissitudes of the world will be remembered!

And now, there is only one step away from all this, and that is to pull out the double snake staff and surrender to the power of the double snake staff... As long as you surrender to it, and now the hidden dangers of the wizarding world can be calmed down, and Albus Dumbledore will respectfully offer the title of "the greatest wizard of our time" with both hands!

"Just surrender..."

Amosta, whose eyes were closed and immersed in fantasy, whispered again, and he kept chanting the word 'surrender', his straight back unconsciously curved, and his knees also bent, as if he was going to kneel before kneeling on the double snake staff.

The basilisk with two eyes closed on top of the golden scepter pointed its hideous mouth at Amosta as if it showed a silent mockery.

The indestructible double serpent staff is only subservient to its own master!

Just a second before Amosta was completely lost in ambition and desire, the back of a fiery red-haired Godric Gryffindor suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and his previous words to himself roared in Amorsta's mind like thunder, causing his closed eyes to open suddenly!

Swish!

In an instant, the vain images in Amosta's mind shattered and dissipated like bubbles, and clear reason reoccupied the lilac eyes.

The cold sweat on his forehead ran down his pale cheeks like droplets, and his beating heart beat violently like a drum, and Amosta staggered back several steps, looking at the still silent scepter, his eyes revealing unspeakable horror!

Almost... It's just a little bit..., if it weren't for the words of Gryffindor at the last moment, Amosta would have almost become a puppet of this 'artifact'!

"Terrible--"

Amosta muttered to himself with palpitations, those short seconds just now could be regarded as the most dangerous moment since he entered the wizarding world.

The meaning of this sentence is that only its owner can use the power of the double snake staff, is Amosta its master? Of course not, it is owned by the legendary black witch Morgan Le Fay, or the dark shadow that lurks in Morgan Le Fay's body, not Amosta Brian.

"Only with my help can I remove the Druidic artifact from the 'Merlin's Eternal Sleeping'--"

Amosta, whose back was drenched with sweat, looked at Vitia Cleona at the door with a blushing face, and the little pity in her heart disappeared cleanly, and she suddenly felt the urge to scold.

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Amosta turned around and wanted to leave, wanting to check if the passage that had cut through the time barrier still existed, but when he turned around, Amosta's face suddenly stiffened, and pain appeared on his pale face again.

Magic--

Inside the barrier, the magic that existed in the gap in time suddenly became agitated, and it surged like Amosta's body in an endless stream!

It only took a breath for Amosta to understand what had happened - a magical riot, and he had actually encountered a magical riot again!

Counting the awakening of magic in childhood, a few months ago at Hogwarts, the sudden increase in magic caused by the change of mood was already the third magic riot that happened to Amosta, and the reason for this inducement was precisely because Amosta successfully resisted the charm of the double snake staff, and reason overcame the ambition of vainly trying to control forces far beyond his own ability!

The power of magic comes from the heart, and every opportunity for the mind to be successfully cleansed deeply will cause unpredictable changes in the magic of the wizard, especially for a wizard of great talent like Amosta.

With the experience of the last time, Amosta is much more familiar with dealing with this kind of thing, in the first moment after realizing what happened, Amosta immediately activated the magic engraved in his eyes, the speed of the vortex turned like a full-power engine, and the invisible magic of the cloud state was continuously compressed and stored in the eyes, as this process continued, the purple in Amosta's eyes gradually became deeper....

.......

"What is this... A blessing in disguise? ”

Staring at the two eyes as pure as purple gems reflected in the water mirror, even the shape of the pupils had become faint, Amosta scratched his hair, revealing a crying and laughing expression.

The feeling of a faint swelling of the magic in his body and eyes made Amosta realize that his strength had improved once again.

This is not to say that he already has the power to crush Albus Dumbledore immediately, but that his actual strength level is once again close to the strength he 'disguised'.

"The problem is, how can I see people in the future with this appearance, I'm afraid that even stupid people will realize that my two eyeballs are not quite right..."

While Amosta is happy that he has once again crossed a barrier on the path of magic, the small problems that have caused it are also quite distressing for Amosta, and if he is left untreated, he will definitely be regarded as a 'freak'...

After pondering for a moment, Amosta turned his wand upside down and aimed it at his eyes, and wisps of silver mist emerged from the tip of the wand and drifted towards his eyes, stacking them into a layer of 'thin lenses' near the eye sockets, and as the silver mist faded, the color of Amosta's eyes faded at a speed visible to the naked eye until they returned to their original appearance.

"I can't hide it from a wizard of Dumbledore's level, but no one else should be able to see through it... Very useful illusion magic, I have to say 'thank you', Professor Lockhart--"

Amosta let out a long breath, dissipated the water mirror, and said with a smile on his face.











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