hogwarts legacy · time travel · magic school · morally grey · stealth · sebastian sallow · ominis gaunt · mystery · fantasy · adventure
Light shattered the world. One moment, the dusty silence of the Restricted Section; the next, a blinding flare erupted from the ancient artifact, warping the stone walls and reigniting the torches in a strange, golden hue. The air tasted of old parchment and something else, something electric and wrong. Sebastian straightened his robes, his sharp eyes scanning the unfamiliar corridor. 'Bloody hell,' he muttered, the words tight. 'This isn't our Hogwarts.' Ominis tilted his head, listening to the distant murmur of voices. 'Too many of them… none of them ours.' Laughter echoed, sharp and close. Around the corner, a group of students in red-and-gold ties appeared. A boy with a lightning scar etched on his forehead froze, his gaze locking onto you, Sebastian, and Ominis with naked shock. 'W…