Hogwarts Homecoming

The morning light is faint, and the east is about to dawn.

The long and torturous night has just passed, and a touch of gray-green sunlight shines through the light gold, but it is still unable to evaporate the thin clouds and mist in the air.

Woo, woo, woo!

A line of thick white smoke curled up into the sky filled with three or two clouds, and three whistles that penetrated the sky tore through the silence that enveloped Diagon Alley.

Wow!

The deserted Diagon Alley suddenly woke up from silence.

On the central cobblestone road, two rows of closed shops suddenly opened wide, and a batter wearing a gray windbreaker and a solemn expression came out of each shop.

The well-trained beaters stood upright in front of the shops, holding wands in their hands, and their sharp eyes did not miss any disturbance on the street in front of them.

Uh-huh!

The whistle of the train still echoed in the sky above Diagon Alley. Over there at the Diagon Alley station, about thirty strikers riding broomsticks suddenly took off.

After flying to a position about two hundred feet above the ground, this batch of strikers stopped climbing.

They quickly adjusted their formation in mid-air and lined up horizontally, with a distance of almost two hundred feet between them.

After the formation stabilized, this team of batters posted in the sky began to advance slowly.

Taking the main road as the central axis, we began a carpet-like high-altitude inspection of Diagon Alley.

The chilly air that filled the air in the morning made the horse-drawn carriages lined up on the street start to stir uneasily.

"Mr. Shacklebolt—"

An Auror hurriedly rushed out of the temporarily requisitioned Leaky Cauldron. Under the gaze of many colleagues, he quickly ran towards the majestic and luxurious white building of Gringotts, and stopped under the marble stairs.

"how's it going?"

Kingsley, standing in the middle of a group of people, immediately glanced at the Auror.

"The Department of Transportation has begun sealing off all the fireplaces in Diagon Alley. From now on, no one can reach here via the Floo Network."

Kingsley's stern expression softened a little, he raised his wand and fired a cluster of blue fireworks into the sky.

Not long after, four fireworks shot up into the sky from the four corners of a huge rectangular area.

"The anti-Apparition spell has been deployed——"

Kingsley turned to look at Alastor, who was standing next to him and leaning on a cane, with the blue magic eyes in his eyes sweeping back and forth.

"This is the anti-Apparition spell modified by Amosta from the Ministry of Education. It does not work whether it is the teleportation spell of goblins or house elves."

"Amosta always does everything right!"

Alastor smiled gruffly,

"But we still can't take it lightly. If I were a Death Eater, I would choose to take action on the road!"

Kingsley nodded and suddenly sighed,

"I have never experienced such a big action by the ministry. If the last time, I mean when the mysterious man just started to operate in the magic world, the ministry could show such determination, the mysterious man might not have caused such a big disaster. harm."

"Albus did issue a warning to the Ministry at the time, but no one took it seriously -"

Alastor said disdainfully,

"Of the recent Ministers of Magic, Bones is the only one who looks good!"

"Minister Bones will be pleased to hear that, Alastor—"

Shrouded in darkness, Sirius and Remus walked out side by side, followed by Tonks, Bill and others.

Remus said with a smile, then looked at his watch and narrowed his eyes.

"I think it's time, Kingsley."

"Then let's get started."

Kingsley said, raising his wand into the air a second time and sending out a burst of green fireworks.

The chill in the air in Diagon Alley went even further, as suffocating as a taut bowstring.

The Order of the Phoenix and the Aurors standing at the door stepped aside, and the goblins of Gringotts escorted the floating boxes out of the hall.

Each wooden box is as big as two or three Hogwarts student suitcases. When it falls on the carriage, it will make a heart-stopping heavy crash.

The sky was blue for the first time, and a thick cloud slowly floated from the sky, which I originally thought would be a nice day, covering the sky above Diagon Alley.

Since taking care of the learning machine workshop for Amosta, Remus has finally escaped from his previous precarious life, and quickly entered the upper reaches of the European wizarding world.

But Remus, who had seen a lot of wealth, couldn't help but show a bit of surprise when he saw the treasure chests being loaded onto the carriage one after another like a mountain spring!

"Whose vault is this?"

Remus was speechless and turned to look at Kingsley.

"The first batch to be transported was the vaults of the Carlo brothers, Antonin Dolohov, and Travers——"

Kingsley said,

"The second batch belongs to Rozier, Selwyn, and Avery, and the others are in the third batch."

"The wealth of these descendants of pure-blood wizard families is beyond my imagination--"

Remus shook his head, filled with emotion.

"They are not even the richest group of people -"

Sirius looked indifferent,

"When I was still in school, my dad took me down to the Black family's vault. The amount of gold here was not as much as that in that vault."

"Oh, I never quite figured it out—"

Bill looked at the boxes and said slightly melancholy,

"How did they get themselves so much gold?"

"Extortion, plunder and robbery--"

Sirius showed contempt on his face,

"You know, the real wealth of these ancient families is not this gold.

It is the workshops that they monopolize the lives of ordinary people, which can bring them endless wealth. Most ordinary people in the magic world work for these families all their lives. It has been like this for centuries--"

Even if the goblins are very efficient in transporting gold, it took more than 20 minutes to load more than 100 large wooden boxes, with treasures worth no less than 2 million gold galleons, onto the carriage.

"According to the plan, I will lead the Aurors to escort the first train--"

Kingsley looked at Alastor with a serious expression

"You are responsible for the next second train, Alastor."

"Don't worry, Kingsley--"

Alastor sniffed,

"I won't let those despicable Death Eaters take advantage of it!"

The heavy carriage full of wooden boxes rolled over the cobblestone road, leaving two clear marks on the ground.

"Tsk tsk--"

Looking at the convoy going away, Tonks exclaimed,

"Such a large sum of gold, I wonder what the Ministry will do with it?"

"I did hear Amosta mention it--"

Sirius shrugged,

"He seems to have suggested to Minister Bones that the salaries of the Ministry's employees be increased."

The excitement and excitement made Tonks' hair turn into a beautiful orange-red,

"A raise, oh, this is great, I have long wanted to buy myself a flying broom!"

"That will have to wait until you survive today!"

Alastor roared unhappily,

"Always be vigilant!"

Looking at Tonks who didn't care, Remus said gently ,

"Alastor is right, Tonks. Voldemort will not sit idly by and watch the Ministry take away his Death Eaters' gold. That would make him lose all face."

"But it is unlikely that the Death Eaters will take action in Diagon Alley, right?"

Tonks said briskly,

"This is the most heavily guarded place in the entire transportation process. The Ministry has eliminated all ways to teleport to Diagon Alley. They are also unlikely to take action in London. Amosta is guarding King's Cross Station. In my opinion, they are most likely to take action halfway--"

"Don't underestimate the cunning of the mysterious man!"

Alastor limped down the marble steps in front of the door and stood on the street, patrolling back and forth.

Half of the Ministry's strikers and Aurors guarding the street followed Kingsley to escort the first train.

The remaining troops will be divided into half to follow the Order of the Phoenix to escort the second train.

The last part will follow the bounty wizards hired by the Ministry to escort the third train.

The carriage team that transported the gold to the station returned to the door of Gringotts.

With the last sharp whistle that pierced the sky, the first train finally set off. (End of this chapter)