Hogwarts Homecoming

The golden morning light swept away the thin clouds and mist covering the green mountains like water waves, and Hogwarts, which stood on the cliff bank and was shrouded in clouds and mist, became looming.

Early in the morning, the tranquility of Hogsmeade Station, which had only two or three personnel on duty, was broken by an unscheduled train.

The goblins acted quickly, and within ten minutes they unloaded the large wooden boxes sealed with magic from the train and loaded them onto the carriage usually used by the little wizards.

The Thestral pulling the carriage raised its head and neighed twice before pulling the creaking carriage towards Hogwarts.

After a brief chat, Remus, Percy, Penello and the workers in the workshop boarded the Hogwarts Express for the return trip.

Before arriving at Diagon Alley station, they had enough time to rest and relieve the high tension of the past two days.

Amosta escorted the entire convoy to Hogwarts alone.

The motorcade did not stop at the big iron gate of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Instead, it drove directly into the campus and did not stop until it reached the marble stairs in front of the castle. Here, Professor McGonagall and Hagrid were already leading the people in the kitchen. The elf has been waiting for a long time.

The sight of more than twenty carriages pulling heavy boxes parked neatly in front of the door was a spectacular sight. At least Professor McGonagall and Hagrid showed shocked expressions.

"Oh, Amosta!"

Professor McGonagall hurriedly walked down the stairs and came to Amosta, who had jumped down from the car roof neatly and was brushing the morning dew off her hair.

"all these are?"

Professor McGonagall stretched out a hand and touched the box with her fingertips. The wrinkles on her face relaxed a lot.

"Well--"

Amosta stretched himself, with a relaxed expression on his face.

"That's right. Most of the gold obtained from the wizarding world in the United States is still at the Gringotts World Bank headquarters in Paris. I have not withdrawn all of it, but the gold here is probably enough to run the school for a year without any problem."

Professor McGonagall blew her nose hard, looking surprised and moved.

But then, Professor McGonagall crossed her fingers on her chest and showed some uneasiness.

"But this is all your gold, Amosta. I'm not sure, I don't know if this is appropriate."

"Oh, my own gold, Professor McGonagall"

Amosta showed a relieved smile to Professor McGonagall,

"I don't know where you get this misunderstanding.

This gold comes from the proceeds of the Learning Machine Workshop, and the invention of the Learning Machine is inseparable from the efforts of the Hogwarts professors.

It uses your 'knowledge', so this gold actually belongs to all professors. Oh, if you don't want to invest it in running the school. "

"Oh, what nonsense are you talking about, Amosta."

McGonagall’s classroom pursed her lips and smiled,

"Of course we are happy to do so, but I am not opposed to a slight increase in the salaries of professors."

The hearty laughter of three people sounded under the marble stairs.

The School Board has always been suppressing Hogwarts like a heavy mountain, but because in the past half century, Albus Dumbledore has become the principal of Hogwarts, and his huge prestige has made The school board was restrained and did not dare to interfere too much in the internal affairs of Hogwarts.

But from time to time, the school board will always stand up to highlight its presence and hinder the school.

Now, being able to move this mountain away from their heads is something that professors love to see.

"You can do anything, Professor Blaine."

Hagrid also said angrily,

"If you can allow me to raise a fire dragon at any time, then"

"That's against wizarding law, Hagrid."

Professor McGonagall said sternly.

"It's not impossible, Hagrid——"

Amosta smiled calmly,

"Establishing a fire dragon nature reserve in the Forbidden Forest will not only serve as a tourist attraction, but also open the eyes of young wizards. Of course, now is not the right time to do this."

It was already getting bright, and there were sounds in the castle of some early-rising little wizards coming downstairs. Under Amosta's command, the house elves began to move.

The house elves who were able to apparate in the school simply disappeared at the door with boxes one after another.

According to the previously agreed results, this batch of gold will be stored in the basement where the professors hid the magic stone a few years ago.

After a while, the house elves carried away most of the boxes, leaving only one.

Professor McGonagall waved her wand to remove the lock on the box.

Wow!

The moment the box was opened, a lot of gold Gallons piled inside fell from the box with a clanging sound.

The gold coins as big as hubcaps piled together like a hill emit a blood-curdling golden light under the morning light!

"Oh my God!"

The little wizard suddenly screamed in surprise from upstairs in the castle. Professor McGonagall immediately turned around and glared at him, scolding sternly.

"Don't you have nothing to do so early in the morning, Mr. Finch-Fletchley?"

The few little wizards who poked their heads quickly retracted their heads and remained silent, but the eyes that met each other showed excitement.

Amosta smiled slightly. He knew that Professor McGonagall opened the box deliberately to give the little wizards a little confidence.

"Hagrid--"

After scaring off a few young wizards, Professor McGonagall looked at Hagrid.

"Please take this box of gold to Hogsmeade. We need to settle accounts with the villagers there. As for the rest, I have a purchase list here. It is the teaching materials needed by the professors of each course and must be gathered today. I think Mr. Potter and the others have been tortured enough."

"No problem, Professor."

Hagrid said, then he took out his umbrella and wand from his pocket and put all the gold that had fallen on the grass back into the box, then closed the box and drove the Thestrals towards the school gate.

"Need a break, Amosta?"

The two of them walked into the foyer together. Professor McGonagall looked at Amosta with concern.

"I know you were up almost all night."

"Thank you for your concern, Professor McGonagall, but I'm afraid not-"

Amosta's voice was mixed with emotion,

"We have solved a problem. But there is nothing to do. Now that the funds have been received, we must prepare intensively for the last game of the Triwizard Tournament. I have to seize the time to give those children some training."

"Oh, I've decided to let them."

"That's right--"

Amosta smiled briskly,

"The Triwizard Tournament is held once every five years, and I don't know when it will be the next time Hogwarts hosts it. It's a rare opportunity, and I hope more people can participate."

"This is a great idea, I have no objection to it, as long as you pay attention to safety."

Professor McGonagall nodded happily.

In the increasingly dazzling sunlight, the sleeping Hogwarts Castle quickly woke up and bloomed with vitality.

When Harry and others went down to the auditorium, they were first surprised by the sumptuous breakfast that was not as usual, even as rich as a banquet.

The rich aroma and the huge visual sense of food that filled the auditorium made Ron rush towards the table like a hungry wolf, without even having time to ask what was going on.

This sumptuous food also made Harry and Hermione excited. Without much communication, they quickly joined the 'eating army'.

"More than twenty large boxes, each containing at least ten thousand galleons, were transported by Professor Brain on a carriage. There is absolutely no mistake. Justin saw it with his own eyes!"

A few minutes later, when Patil told them the information she had obtained with confidence, Harry was stunned for a moment.

According to this theory, Professor Brain brought at least more than 200,000 gold to Hogwarts.

"More than twenty and twenty - more than ten thousand"

This number frightened Ron who was devouring it so much that he stuttered.

"What on earth can happen that can stump him?"

Harry gulped down the blueberry pudding in his mouth, looked at Professor Blaine chatting and laughing with Professor Sprout at the faculty table, and said with a little emotion.

"That's not all there is to be surprised about, Harry!"

Then, Harry heard Hermione say this. He quickly looked over and saw Hermione's cheeks were slightly red and she was shaking vigorously the latest issue of the Daily Prophet that she just got from the owl.

"What do you say, Hermione?"

Harry asked eagerly.

"Professor Brain has announced that Hogwarts has officially separated from the School Board in view of various behaviors that violate the contract signed by both parties.

Oh, Professor Brain also mercilessly condemned the Ministry of Magic in the newspaper! "

As she said that, Hermione looked at the smiling Professor Blaine at the front of the auditorium with a worried expression.

"Now, the Ministry of Magic will definitely use all its strength to deal with him."