Chapter 97: The Rising Sun
The day had finally arrived.
Nero stood at the entrance of his home, a light morning breeze ruffling his robes as the sun barely peeked over the horizon.
The sky was still tinged with the deep blue of dawn, with streaks of gold announcing the coming of a new day.
The crisp morning air carried with it a solemn yet expectant energy.
An unspoken farewell between him and the land he was about to leave behind temporarily.
Today, he was departing for Japan.
He had one month and a half before his third year officially started, but he couldn't afford to wait.
The Void Principle within him was unstable. He needed to contain it before it consumed him.
At exactly 6:55 AM, a soft crack echoed in the still air.
Dumbledore had arrived.
The wizard stood with his usual air of wisdom and warmth, his blue eyes twinkling, though today, they carried a hint of sorrow.