Hogwarts Homecoming

"Follow you"

On the field in front of the foyer, Harry, who had just heard the bad news, was rendered incoherent by Professor Blaine's order.

"But. Where to go, luggage, but how many days are left in the semester, Professor?"

Could it be that Voldemort is preparing to attack Hogwarts with his newly returned subordinates?

Sirius and Remus stared at Amosta in surprise.

"I'm taking you back to the Dursleys, Harry."

Amosta knew that his serious tone frightened Harry, so he slightly adjusted his facial expression.

"We need to stay at your aunt and uncle's house for one night. Early tomorrow morning, we will go to No. 12 Grimmauld Place, where you will spend this summer vacation."

Spend the summer at Sirius's house.

The sudden surprise diluted Harry's fear.

"Then why don't we just go to Grimmauld Place, Professor?"

"Well, they are your aunt and uncle after all, aren't they, Harry?"

Amosta said calmly,

"You spent every summer vacation there before. Since I plan to take you away this summer, I think I should have an explanation to them."

"Is it because the Death Eaters escaped from prison, Professor?"

Hermione turned pale and blurted out,

"You're worried that Harry won't be safe at his aunt and uncle's house?"

"Oh, I can write them a letter and the Dursleys will be happy to see me not bothering them this summer!"

Harry, who was carried away by the good news, grinned and said, forgetting the bad fact that Voldemort's power had greatly expanded today.

"It would be more polite to explain it yourself, Harry."

Amosta looked at Harry intently and said,

"After all, they are your guardians."

Harry muttered.

That was true before Sirius returned to the wizarding world, but now, his godfather was back, wasn't it?

Sirius listened to all this, frowning slightly.

He didn't think that Amosta would have such respect for Harry's terrible Muggle relative. The more likely reason was what Dumbledore and Amosta had told him before, that Harry had to return home during the summer vacation. The reason for visiting the Dursleys.

But why was Amosta so eager?

The celebratory dinner for the Triwizard Tournament hadn't ended yet, and it was already dark now. Harry was actually asked to pack his luggage overnight and return to the Dursleys?

Amosta's unusual gesture cast a shadow over everyone's minds.

"And you, Hermione and Ron."

Amosta's eyes turned to the two men again.

Ron and Hermione never expected that Professor Braine would call their names, and both looked at Professor Braine in astonishment.

"They need to leave tonight too, Amosta?"

Sirius couldn't hold it in any longer and asked.

"You two pack your bags with Harry. Arthur, Molly, could you please allow Ron to stay at Grimmauld Place for a while?

And Hermione, I suggest you write a letter to your parents now, giving whatever reason you want, saying that you need to stay in the wizarding world for a while, and then you and Ron go to Grimmauld tonight. square. "

Amosta said calmly.

"What exactly is going on, Amosta?"

Remus looked solemn,

"Is Voldemort ready for an all-out war?"

The three little wizards cocked their ears and stared at Professor Blaine in a daze.

"Go ahead and pack your bags as soon as possible."

Amosta did not answer Remus' question, but said in a tone that could not be refused.

The three people could only leave reluctantly.

"Not Voldemort, Remus."

When Harry and the three of them disappeared into the tall and majestic entrance hall, Amosta turned his eyes and responded to Remus.

"Kingsley sent word that he overheard Fudge and Delis conspiring in the minister's office, and he only heard one sentence from Delis."

"Minister and Delis?"

Mr. Weasley looked pale and his lips moved.

"What is it?"

"Harry Potter is doomed."

Amosta said calmly,

"These are the exact words of Delis. Principal Dumbledore and I both believe that Fudge seems to be planning to make some fuss about Harry in order to divert public attention and get rid of the terrible current situation facing the Ministry of Magic. Oh. By the way. It can check and balance Dumbledore and I’s unruly arrogance.”

call!

There was a brief silence, and Sirius's roar was drowned in the sudden passing gust of wind.

Thumb, thump, thump!

All the students and staff of Hogwarts, including the ghosts, were gathered in the Great Hall at this moment.

The ancient corridors and stairs steeped in history echoed the hurried footsteps of the three Harrys.

"Whoo, Hermione!"

"Don't ask me, Harry!"

The torches at a distance took over to illuminate Hermione's sweaty face, and Hermione said sharply,

"Unless it's like Remus said, after reining in the old troops, the mysterious man is already planning to go to war!"

All-out war.

This heavy word came out of Hermione's mouth, but it made the three of them breathless.

"But that's impossible, isn't it?"

When the three of them rushed into a corridor in front of the Fat Lady, Ron said with a trembling voice,

"Even the mysterious man can't possibly compete with the Ministry of Magic and Professor Dumbledore and Professor Blaine at the same time?"

"That's a completely evil and crazy dark wizard, Ron."

The Fat Lady, who was celebrating with her friends, was extremely dissatisfied with being called back to open the door. She complained grumblingly, but Harry turned a deaf ear and defended Remus' statement.

"It is undoubtedly ridiculous to expect Voldemort to have a clear mind. Maybe he really plans to go to war with the wizarding world, Professor Blaine and Professor Dumbledore!"

The three of them climbed through the doorway behind the Fat Lady's portrait one by one and entered the common room.

People were attending the banquet, and the Gryffindor common room was so quiet that the sound of pindrops could be heard.

As he hurried towards the spiral staircase, Harry's peripheral vision swept across the common room that he had enjoyed for four years. He felt that all the ancient furnishings in the room were covered with a veil, and everything in his sight was covered with gauze. All become hazy.

From now on, the past will be completely gone.

A thought suddenly appeared in Harry's mind.

The two boys were busy packing their things. The fear of the unknown future prevented Harry and Ron from communicating anything.

"Oh, I never knew my luggage was so heavy. How did I think I got it up?"

Ron, who had packed up first, picked up the suitcase and was surprised by the weight of his luggage.

"We've never done this, Ron."

Harry took back Hedwig's birdcage hanging outside the window. Hedwig was either out for a walk or staying at the Owlery, but he wasn't too worried. He was sure Hedwig could find where he was.

"In the past, house elves helped us transport our luggage."

"Oh, I forgot!"

Ron patted his head and struggled to push his big suitcase out of the dormitory.

"What took you so long?"

When Harry and Ron went down to the common room, Hermione had just finished a letter to her parents and was folding the paper and stuffing it into an envelope.

"The box is very heavy, Hermione. If you don't mind, could you ask Dom to come over and help us? Professor Blaine is still waiting for us down there."

Harry explained breathlessly.

"Oh, when will you be smarter?"

Hermione glared at Harry dissatisfiedly,

"Please, we are in Hogwarts now, not outside the school. A levitation spell can solve the problem!"

Well--

Harry and Ron looked at each other awkwardly, then silently took out their wands.

When they passed the foyer again, the auditorium was still bustling with activity. Harry hesitated for a moment and finally decided not to disturb Hagrid, who was chatting enthusiastically with Madame Maxime.

"Are you sure you didn't leave anything behind?"

The people from before were still waiting for them on the field, but Harry noticed that there was a heavy look in their eyes when they looked at him.

Amosta stepped forward and asked.

"Oh, my letter, Professor--"

Hermione showed the letter she had just spent five minutes writing.

"I don't have an owl, Professor."

"That's not a problem."

Amosta snapped his fingers, and then the letter disappeared from Hermione's hand.

"Go ahead, Harry—"

Sirius suppressed his emotions and patted Harry's shoulder heavily.

"I'll wait for you to have breakfast tomorrow morning."

After a hasty farewell, Amosta took possession of Harry's luggage and the two strode across the campus.

"How are we going to get back, Professor Blaine?"

Harry asked as he walked through the school's large iron gate.

"Apparate."

Walking out of the Hogwarts campus, Amosta stopped.

"Fortunately, I visited your aunt and uncle's house, so we were able to use Apparition without having to trouble Headmaster Dumbledore's phoenix."

Amosta put his hand on Harry's shoulder, and after a nauseating spin, the chirping of insects and birds and the sweet sound of forest and ocean waves disappeared.

The neat, clean path in front of him and the two rows of dim street lights on the road told Harry.

He has left the magical world. (End of chapter)