Wherever Vizet looked, those Marks turned into countless images that seemed both overlapping and independent, blooming like a kaleidoscope...
The deep black night was like a curtain being drawn aside, and the bright daylight drove it all away...
Majestic mountains rose from the earth, and sudden lakes appeared, reflecting the mountains on their surfaces...
The lights on bustling streets were like a brilliant galaxy, stretching into the distance before becoming a quiet forest...
It was not only all kinds of scenery that emerged, but human figures too, one after another;
These figures came in every shape and form, differing wildly in age, gender, skin color, clothing, and region, yet all of them smiled as if by tacit agreement...
But at that moment, Vizet had no attention to spare for any of it. He only felt as though he were standing by a storm-tossed sea, while the scenes revealed by those Marks were like towering waves;
And at the very same time, those Marks came crashing toward him with overwhelming force, instantly swallowing him and making him lose consciousness...
When summer vacation began, Hogwarts became empty as well. Even quite a few ghosts left the castle to visit ghosts they knew.
Snape, who had left early, returned and knocked on the door of the Headmaster's Office with a "knock, knock, knock."
Dumbledore's voice rang out. "Severus, come in!"
"What exactly did you do to the Dark Lord?" Snape strode up to the desk and asked bluntly. "Will he hide again?"
"I've already waited a very long time... And that boy—you told me before that his protection could only last until he came of age. If that boy reaches adulthood, and the Dark Lord is still hiding..."
Dumbledore said, "I believe that by then, even without our help, he will be