Hogwarts Homecoming

Everyone at the table looked at Amosta with expressions of interest.

"I won't make any comments, Remus—"

Amosta's performance disappointed everyone. He did not show any shyness or embarrassment, and still calmly dealt with his dinner.

"If you feel that Miss Fleur Delacour meets the requirements, then you can recruit her into the workshop."

"oh--"

Remus nodded thoughtfully,

"I think I understand what you mean, Amosta."

"Seriously—"

Sirius looked amused,

"It's time for you to make some progress in this area, Amosta."

Amosta remained unmoved.

"There is no need to imitate Dumbledore in everything."

But Severus' expressionless words made Amosta cough softly.

Ahem——

Amosta raised his head and glanced sideways at Severus, his meaning was very clear:

You are not qualified to teach me anything about my personal emotional life.

Of course, Amosta couldn't really poke Severus's spine in front of so many people. When he saw that everyone had put down their forks, he took out his wand and waved it suddenly, and the bone plates on the long table suddenly disappeared. ,

"Let's have a meeting——"

prick!

There was a piercing scream, and several people in the room on the fourth floor immediately fell on the bed and covered their ears and howled.

"What's going on!"

Ron hurriedly pulled out the earplugs and threw them to the ground, while Fred crawled to turn on the light.

The sudden arrival of light made several people groan in pain again, and then, the smoking earplugs in their hands made everyone look miserable again.

"Can't we just let us take advantage of the loopholes?"

Ginny looked angry.

Harry also felt angry. They were Voldemort's followers, so why should they be so guarded against them?

Besides, he should be qualified to participate in the meeting, right?

It was he who defeated Voldemort's power last time and made him dormant for fourteen years.

It was he who stopped Voldemort's plan to steal the Sorcerer's Stone, and it was he who witnessed Voldemort's resurrection. This time, he was the one targeted by the Ministry of Magic's conspiracy.

If the Order of the Phoenix and Professor Brain cannot solve Fudge's conspiracy, then he will be unjustly imprisoned like Sirius!

The more Harry thought about it, the more furious he became. He even had the urge to rush down to Professor Blaine and ask him if he took his case seriously.

Although his trial was about to begin, Professor Brain did not investigate the truth and instead ran to Paris. Did he feel that he was worthless?

"Harry--"

Harry was immersed in the raging anger in his heart when he suddenly heard Ginny's call.

"how?"

Harry cast his gaze towards Ginny, and several horizontal lines immediately appeared on his forehead.

Ginny looked at him with a mixture of shock and fear, as if she had been frightened by something.

"Your eyes... just now"

"What happened to the eyes?"

Harry asked impatiently.

Hermione, Ron, Fred and George all looked at the two of them inquiringly.

"Hmm"

Ginny pursed her lips and hesitated.

"Nothing. Maybe it's the light. I misjudged it--"

"Oh, okay."

It was as if a basin of cold water was poured on his head. Harry suddenly woke up. He couldn't believe what he had been thinking about just now.

"Since there is no chance anymore"

The strange looks from several people made Harry feel suffocated. He hurriedly avoided their looks and jumped down from George's bed.

"I'm going back to my room. Keep reading those Muggle newspapers. Maybe I'll be lucky enough to find some clues."

After that, he quickly left the room.

By the time Harry rushed downstairs to his room, Hermione and Ron had followed.

"Why were you angry at Ginny just now?"

Ron asked, glaring at Harry a little angrily.

"I"

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Harry hesitated to speak. He couldn't describe his recent mental activities to Ron and Hermione unless he wanted to gain the contempt between his two best friends.

"sorry--"

Harry could only say dullly.

Ron wanted to ask something else, but Hermione gently pulled the corner of Ron's clothes. She put away the worry in her brown eyes and said,

"By the way Harry, I remember you seemed to want to tell us something before going upstairs."

"So, those despicable people finally decided to stay here and fight us out?"

Alastor's words with a slightly regretful tone expressed the feelings of many people.

"That's a good thing for us, Alastor--"

Remus said with a hint of blame in his tone.

"Albus and we have worked hard over the years to hope that the dangers of Voldemort and Death Eaters will not endanger more people."

"Sometimes--"

Mr. Weasley said nothing, but Mrs. Weasley smiled weakly and said tremblingly,

"I really hope it's not us who have to endure this."

"But, Molly—"

Remus heard the implication of Mrs. Weasley's words and said seriously

"If Voldemort's power expands abroad, we will be in big trouble. Death Eaters can use various illegal means to disrupt the Ministry of Magic of various countries. They have no scruples and do all kinds of evil, but we can't. It will only make us fall into more trouble. in a passive situation.”

"I know I was just thinking--"

Mrs. Weasley blew her nose sadly,

"Maybe Fabian and Gideon don't."

Mr. Weasley sighed heavily, then stood up and put his arm around his wife.

A deep sadness enveloped the basement kitchen.

In this entanglement that spans even less than half a century, among you, who among you does not have a relative who has been persecuted?

"Adam Vogel—"

The indifference shown by Severus was incompatible with the surrounding environment. He calmly looked at Amosta, who was playing with his wand and whose eyes were unpredictable.

"This man shows far more wisdom than those crazy Death Eaters. Only you know him. You arrested him personally."

Amosta remained silent.

It wasn't because he was ashamed. It was because he couldn't tell the people in front of him.

The reason why he didn't directly kill Adam Vogel and Jasna Rozier when they were arrested, and even personally intervened and sent them to Azkaban instead of Extar.

It was with the intention of sending them to Voldemort.

Both men are crucial.

One is related to whether the entire European wizarding world is willing to share the same hatred to deal with a larger wizarding crisis that may be caused by Voldemort.

The other person is related to whether the Newgamund one is willing to wake up from the sinking.

"Never mind, Amosta--"

Sirius misunderstood Amosta's silence. He patted Amosta on the shoulder and said carelessly,

"You're not a prophet, so you can't be sure of everything. So, the descendant of the former president of the International Confederation of Wizards has now been entrusted by Voldemort to assassinate Amelia, right?"

Not only did Sirius not get into trouble, but excitement flashed in his gray eyes.

"I want to see what he plans to do!"

"Always be alert, Sirius!"

Alastor slammed the table hard, startling everyone.

"This Vogel seems to be better at conspiracy than most Death Eaters!"

Severus glanced at Sirius sarcastically, but did not give him any advice. He just continued to look at Amosta and said,

"Before Mr. Potter's trial, I think Adam Vogel will not take action against Amelia. The Dark Lord is also waiting to see the good show.

Dumbledore believes that the Dark Lord will not care too much about who comes to power. He is more concerned about the prophecy ball in the Department of Mysteries, because that prophecy involves how he failed last time."

The orb that predicted the appearance of Harry Potter and his ability to defeat the most evil wizard in history!

Everyone breathed slowly and looked in awe.

"Did Voldemort say how he planned to get the prophecy ball?"

Remus asked cautiously,

"If he doesn't want to be exposed to Albus and Amosta for the time being."

Severus shook his head coldly,

"But the Dark Lord is determined to get that thing, so we can be sure that he will use Potter. This is not difficult, right? After all, Mr. Potter is always very impulsive."

Before Sirius could get angry, Amosta raised his hand to stop him.

"Does Principal Dumbledore have any other advice?"

"I told Dumbledore that after the Dark Lord's resurrection, he has obviously changed a bit from before. He seems to have mastered some new power."

Severus said.

"New power!"

Tonks' expression was frozen, as if she was quite frightened, but when she realized that the others didn't express any opinions on this, but just looked at Severus and Amosta solemnly, she quickly shut her mouth.

"Are you sure he's in control?"

Amosta's eyes narrowed, and a cold arc of light flashed in the gaps.

Hearing this, Severus looked hesitant.

"I'm not sure. But he does seem to be using magic that he hasn't used before—"

There was uncertainty in Severus' every word;

"Dumbledore asked me to ask you if you have any opinion on this, Amosta -" (End of Chapter)