Beneath Hogwarts, the Star Chamber shimmered with light as the next destination locked in.
Destination: ATLANTIS – Coordinates Stable.
Hermione and Luna stood by, watching Athan step onto the Stargate platform in his armor—a fusion of Power Ranger tech, Asgardian plating, and Jedi light.
"Be careful," Hermione said, clutching the Elder Wand's duplicate Athan had given her.
"You too," he replied, offering a smile. "If Dumbledore tries anything, contact Stark Tower or Wakanda. Tell Tony and Shuri to activate Protocol Olympus."
Draco whistled. "You really are connected."
The Stargate whooshed open. Athan turned, nodded—and stepped through.
Atlantis – The Submerged Kingdom
Athan emerged underwater—but breathing effortlessly. The Force, his divine inheritance, and the Atlantean nanotech in his suit kept him protected.
The ocean split as if bowing.
Atlantis rose from the deep—shining crystal towers, golden domes, and statues of gods and kings long forgotten. Sea creatures circled the ancient structures in reverence.
A voice echoed in his mind.
"Heir of Poseidon… Heir of Neptune… Heir of the Deep… Welcome Home."
Athan walked into the city. As he passed, lights activated, ancient tech humming to life. The walls glowed with sigils of Olympus, the Sith, Atlantis, Jedi, and Sparta.
At the center stood a massive Throne of the Sea, carved from Leviathan bone and coral forged in celestial flame.
On it sat a glowing trident—not Aquaman's, but Poseidon's true weapon.
"Claim it," the voice whispered.
Athan stepped forward and reached for it.
The moment he touched the trident, energy surged through him. Visions flooded his mind:
The War of the Titans.
The fall of Rome.
The construction of the Star Forge.
His ancestors—Arthur, Merlin, Ravenclaw, Slytherin, Jedi Masters, Sith Lords, King T'Chaka, Master Chief, Tony Stark, Black Adam…
And at the center of them all—himself.
Meanwhile – Hogwarts, Dumbledore's Last Move
Back at Hogwarts, Dumbledore stood before the Mirror of Erised, muttering a dark spell.
"I gave you everything," he told the reflection, which twisted and changed to show Athan standing over him.
"I gave you protection, guidance, prophecy. And you chose power. You chose to defy me."
Fawkes appeared again—but this time, flew to Hermione and dropped something in her hands.
It was a phoenix feather… wrapped around a scroll written by Godric Gryffindor himself.
Hermione gasped. "The true line of Gryffindor… it wasn't Dumbledore."
Luna whispered, "It was always Athan."
Back in Atlantis – Awakening of the Sea
Athan sat upon the Throne.
The entire ocean trembled.
Atlantean guards dropped to one knee. Sea monsters rose in salute. The sky darkened and lightning cracked. The Heart of Atlantis appeared before him—alive and sentient.
"You are now the King of the Deep. Atlantis is yours. Lead us to victory. The gods will rise… and fall at your command."
Athan opened his eyes. They glowed with silver-blue flame.
"Prepare the Leviathans," he said. "We take the surface next."