Hogwarts Homecoming

It was an ordinary lunch at Hogwarts, but because of the return of Amosta and Hermione, it had a sense of déjà vu at a banquet. Infected by this happy atmosphere, most people in the auditorium had a great appetite and grew taller. Every plate on the table is as clean as if it had been washed.

After all, it was the middle of the school day. After eating and drinking, the little wizards left and returned to their respective college dormitories. They needed to prepare the textbooks needed for the afternoon classes, and then they had to start the afternoon classes in a hurry.

The professors also had no extra time to chat. After making an appointment with Amosta to have a drink at the Three Broomsticks bar in Hogsmeade on the weekend, and listening to him describe in detail the process of annihilating that organization, the professors also came one after another. Continue to leave.

"Filch followed your order. All packages and letters sent to Hogwarts have been checked these days. Oh, I have to say that this process is very necessary. You can't believe these students. What did they buy through various channels,”

Before leaving, Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and said, she took a few breaths angrily,

"Filch gave me a list of the contraband he had sent to Hogwarts and the names of the students who purchased the contraband, and offered suggestions for punishment he thought appropriate, but I think it's best for you to do it. Judgment, Amosta, that list is in my office now, and you can come to my office after school and before dinner to pick it up.”

After saying that, she was in a hurry and strode away without waiting for Amosta's reply.

Writing this down, Amosta turned to look at Snape,

"You really don't want to participate in the weekend colleagues' gathering?"

"I don't want to waste my time listening to you brag about your 'great achievements,' Amosta."

Snape said calmly, and then he also left the staff table.

Amosta smiled and stood up.

The only ones left at the faculty table were Dumbledore, who didn't have to go to work, and Professor Moody, who didn't have class in the first period. The three of them walked to the foyer together.

"So, Amosta, has Mr. Longbottom told you when he plans to return to school to continue his studies?"

When going up the stairs, Dumbledore asked Amosta casually.

"He told me that the wand he has been using belongs to his father Frank, and now that his father has woken up, he has to return the wand to his father and go to Ollivander's to buy another one. .”

Amosta said,

"Of course, he definitely wants to spend more time with his parents. He has always dreamed of a family reunion."

Noticing that Moody was looking at him with a very complicated expression, Amosta thought for a moment, then smiled and said to him,

"I want to say thank you, Professor Moody. I heard Principal Dumbledore say that you have been assisting in the preparations for the second game since my absence?"

"You're welcome, Blaine,"

Moody said gruffly,

"Just a little help."

Even though he said this, Amosta still heard a trace of panic in Moody's hoarse voice. He looked at Moody calmly, but found that the other party was avoiding his gaze.

Dumbledore, who was sandwiched between the two, seemed not to notice anything and always maintained a cheerful smile.

"Is it peaceful recently in the Forbidden Forest?" Amosta asked.

Moody was silent, and he understood that Brian's question was not to Alastor Moody, but to Vitia Cliona, and what he wanted to ask was not whether the Forbidden Forest was peaceful.

"There aren't many despicable people who have the guts to come to Hogwarts and get into trouble these days,"

Moody said in a dull voice,

"The group of centaurs in the Forbidden Forest are very careful about their territory. They are not even willing to let me enter their territory now, but they know that the wizard in the castle is holding an important event now, and they are willing to Help protect the safety of the Forbidden Forest during this period.”

"That's it"

Amosta said softly, and then stopped talking.

Moody's and Amosta's offices were both on the third floor, and Dumbledore needed to go through the corridor on the third floor to his tower. After saying goodbye to each other, the only people traveling with him were Amosta and Dumbledore.

"Do you think--"

After taking a few steps forward, the smile on Dumbledore's face disappeared.

"What is she going to do?"

"Probably intending to atone for his sins."

Amosta's face was expressionless, but in the end, he still sighed, feeling depressed in his heart. He stopped and looked into the distance.

The spring breeze ruffled the hanging willow branches by the lake. Under the sunlight, the sparkling lake surface was like thousands of silver mirrors arranged together. The dazzling light reflected made Amosta squint.

"What's going on under the lake?"

The spring breeze seemed to have a special magic power, and Amosta felt tired for no reason. He wanted to forget everything and have a good sleep, but now, there was no way for him to be alone. After a few breaths of silence, Amosta took a deep breath, letting the remaining coldness of winter in the air fully enter his lungs to stimulate himself to cheer up.

"Alastor did do some tricks at the end of the track when arranging some underwater obstacles,"

Dumbledore said calmly,

"There are some commendable and wonderful magics arranged. Maybe you can take the time to take a look."

"I will go." Amosta nodded.

"Do you think?" Dumbledore showed a rare hesitation, and looked a little tired like Amosta, "are they ready to face this, I mean, Harry and his friends."

Looking at Dumbledore who seemed to be mired in some kind of self-blame, Amosta twitched the corner of his mouth.

"This was all done with your tacit approval, Headmaster Dumbledore."

Dumbledore's beard and hair were fluttering in the wind. They were not as silver as before, but looked a little gray.

"yes."

Dumbledore was a little absent-minded and said in a babble,

"Witnessing all this is a cruel thing for him, but he must overcome his fear, muster up the courage to face it, try to understand, and fight completely spontaneously."

Amosta neither approved nor objected to the words, he just smiled, and then quickly left and walked to his office.

Every second of returning to Hogwarts was so pleasant. Before I knew it, the layers of clouds on the horizon had turned crimson.

At the edge of the Quidditch pitch, Hermione gasped, picking up the collar of her shirt with her fingers and shaking it gently, so that the cool breeze lingering on the grass could cool down her body as quickly as possible. It had to be said that Professor Blaine asked them every It makes sense to exercise every day. After lying down in St. Mungo's for half a month, I felt much more tired when I started training again than before.

The rising temperature also caused Harry and Ron to sweat more than usual, and their clothes became wet and stuck to their bodies, feeling like they were coated with a layer of slug mucus.

"We can't eat like this."

Ron wrinkled his nose and said,

"No one will want to sit with us, they'll think we stink."

"We can take something from the Great Hall to the common room and eat while you continue to tell us about Neville's changes,"

Harry's breathing was more rapid than usual after running.

"Damn it, we never thought to ask about Neville's family situation. We should have realized that Neville never mentioned his parents in front of us, he only mentioned his grandmother. It's amazing, I mean Professor Brain, he has done something big again quietly."

"no problem."

Hermione said happily,

"Angelina told me the password to the prefect's bathroom. I'm going to wash myself well. You guys first prepare all the after-school papers from the past half month. I'm going to put them all away as soon as possible. There Afterwards, maybe we can spare half an hour to chat about Neville."