Hogwarts Homecoming

An owl spread its wings and flew into the endless night, carrying the article written by Rita Skeeter under Amosta's supervision.

"Who would you ask to ensure that this article appears in the Daily Prophet?"

Rita Skeeter's quill flew into her alligator handbag, and she still had an excited smile on her lips. It was obvious that she hadn't gotten over her interview with Amosta.

This is not her fault. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry has been deeply bound to the school board of directors for seven long centuries. However, in the last decade of the twentieth century, Amosta Brain actually openly claimed that because of the school board of directors, Will break the contract and cut off financial support for Hogwarts.

Therefore, Hogwarts will be independent from the school board from now on. It is hard to imagine what kind of uproar this news will cause in the wizarding world!

"Amelia will ensure that the news does not reach the Ministry of Magic before the article is published, and some of my friends on the board of the Daily Prophet will ensure that the article is published."

Amosta's understatement made Rita Skeeter feel awe-struck.

Two years ago, the young man in front of her was still a little-known wizard, but in just two years, Amosta Brain had established a strong network of relationships throughout Europe, no, including America. This is not something that can be accomplished with powerful magic power alone.

After being dazed for a moment, Rita Skeeter, a first-class current affairs reporter, keenly grasped the key points in Amosta's words.

"It seems that Bones has unswervingly supported you, right? Oh, it's really curious. For a politician like her, how did you convince her to join you? You promised to support her to become the Minister of Magic, right? "

Amosta smiled and said nothing.

But this piqued Rita Skeeter's curiosity, and her shorthand quill floated out of her bag again.

"You are already making preparations, aren't you, Amosta? This report will undoubtedly arouse the indignation of the entire wizarding world. People's support for Cornelius Fudge will drop to an all-time low. Are you going to take the opportunity to promote the Bo Enns comes on stage. Oh, or rather!"

A certain possibility suddenly emerged in her mind, causing Rita Skeeter's voice to sound as sharp as a night owl's.

"Are you planning to become the Minister of Magic yourself?!"

"You have a vivid imagination, Rita—"

Amosta didn't show a deep smile, walked back from the window to his desk, sat down, and looked at Rita steadily.

"But I can tell you clearly that I do not plan to become the Minister of Magic. Educating young wizards at Hogwarts is a very interesting and meaningful job, and I plan to continue doing it."

"Oh, you are just as stubborn and pedantic as Dumbledore in this regard."

Rita Skeeter asked indifferently,

"Almost the entire wizarding world knows that you plan to take over from Dumbledore. Oh, by the way, when will you become the Headmaster of Hogwarts?"

Rita Skeeter just asked casually. She knew very well that Amosta was a very shrewd and strict-tongued person. If he didn't want to answer, he would probably not answer. But what shocked her was——

"It won't be long."

Amosta, who was leaning back in his chair and intertwining his fingers, said softly with an unpredictable smile on his lips.

"What won't take long?" Rita Skeeter's eyes widened and she said in surprise.

"Haha, it won't be long."

In the bright office, Amosta's deep laughter made Rita Skeeter tremble!

There are bound to be many people who have no intention of sleeping tonight.

Ms. Bones, who was well prepared, used the excuse of dealing with the increasingly difficult security situation in the wizarding world to call together all the strikers of the Ministry of Magic for a meeting.

Except for Dolores Umbridge, who was still recovering at St. Mungo's, all the principals in charge of each department attended the meeting. Even Cornelius Fudge was wary of Bones' behavior and paid attention to it.

Cacus Foley and Lucius Malfoy, the two directors behind the Daily Prophet, used nails planted in the newspaper to let Rita Skeeter's article pass the first review.

Mr. Gufei, the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet who had been in constant contact with Amosta, suddenly had a family emergency after seeing the article. He left his seal with an intern in the ministry and ordered it to be sent as soon as possible. He hurriedly left the newspaper office.

So, at midnight, an owl spread its wings from the "Daily Prophet" newspaper office in Diagon Alley and flew towards the printing workshop.

At the same time, a Muggle train chartered by an unpredictable wealthy businessman departed from Paris. After three and a half hours of speeding, it finally stopped at King's Cross Station.

"Here are all the formalities—"

Remus, who was wearing a round hat, took out a blank piece of parchment from his arms, and showed it to the several inspecting Muggle officials in front of him with a stern expression. The wand that slipped from his sleeves and shook his palm quickly, and then, The Muggle, who was planning to find an excuse to make some money, immediately became hazy in his eyes.

"Oh, it seems to be in complete compliance with the procedure——"

A potbellied Muggle official mumbled something incoherent, and then left with his inspection team.

Turning around and looking at the shocked Percy and the equally astonished Penello, Remus smiled and said,

"Working outside requires flexibility."

Immediately, Remus' expression became serious again,

"We don't have any extra time to waste. We need to transfer things to the Hogwarts Express as soon as possible."

The Muggle train started quickly and slowly, and finally parked in an inspection shed, where the camouflaged Hogwarts Express had been waiting for a long time.

At the command, many thin but extremely agile goblins suddenly sprang out of the Muggle train carriage. They controlled heavy wooden boxes to fly out of the Muggle train carriage, crossed the platform and landed in Hogwart. In the carriage of the CZ Express.

The goblins moved quickly, and after only half an hour, all the 'goods' had been moved and loaded.

"Let's go!"

Remus looked around the dim surroundings vigilantly, and after confirming that no one was peeping, he waved his hand. The goblins and the loyal escort workers selected from the learning machine workshop and who had been trained by the learning machine for a while quickly jumped on the car, and then With a loud whistle that penetrated the night, the Hogwarts Express slowly left the platform.

The train drove through the endless fields on the plains, traveled over mountains and rivers, and penetrated the mist that was dyed pale golden by the sunlight. After four or five hours of journey, it finally stopped at Hogsmeade Railway Station.

On the platform, Amosta, who had been looking forward to it for half a night, finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Remus jumping off the Hogwarts Express as it slowly drove into the platform.

"Have you had a smooth journey?"

Amosta strode towards Remus and couldn't help but smile when he saw the thick dark circles under his eyes.

"You're a little nervous, Remus."

"Oh, are you too nervous?"

After seeing Amosta, Remus, who had been nervous for two days to perform this task, finally relaxed and said tiredly.

"I dare not take my eyes off those boxes for a moment. You should come in person for such an important task. I have never been so scared in my life -"

"I have full faith in your abilities, Remus."

Amosta smiled. He looked over Remus's shoulder and looked at Percy who was standing dozens of feet away, looking shyly at this side and not daring to approach. He laughed and said

"Why, don't you want to say hello to me, Percy?"

"Oh, no--"

Percy said in a panic. He hurried forward, but after taking two steps, he stepped back and waved to the carriage door. A moment later, a girl with blushing cheeks jumped out of the car.

The young man and woman linked arms and quickly came to Amosta.

Time seems to have returned to a year and a half ago, in the Three Broomsticks bar. At that time, the eyes of the young man and woman who were about to part ways were full of confusion.

"Long time no see, Penello--"

Amosta smiled happily. He looked at the couple holding hands.

"So, you are back together again?"

Percy grinned and Penelope said shyly,

"Long time no see, Professor Brain. Thank you for bringing Percy back to me."

"Oh, it's not my fault, Penelope—"

Amosta said humorously, and then asked with a smile.

"Speaking of which, do you have any plans to get married? I need some time to prepare the wedding gift."

At this moment, Penello shyly lowered her head deeper, but then, when she raised her head, she showed a hint of sadness.

"Percy's mother probably doesn't like me very much, so."

"Stop talking nonsense, Penello."

The smile on Percy's face immediately faded, and he turned to say seriously,

"Mom is just not happy that I moved out from home. She put this on your head, oh, but I will have to move out sooner or later, right? Just give her some time, and she will figure it out."