Hogwarts Homecoming

When the words 'Voldemort' appeared in the overcrowded square hall of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, there was a sudden gasp.

Before the peaceful life of the previous ten years, the British Ministry of Magic had experienced decades of turmoil.

The man known as the Dark Lord by his followers used countless cold murders and bloody massacres to create fear in people by that name.

Even the Ministry of Magic, as an official organization, only uses "You-Know-Who" as a substitute when referring to him, and does not dare to call him by his name.

This directly led to the entire British magical community being afraid of this name, which was made a joke by wizards from other countries.

Many years later, Minister Amelia Bones mentioned this name again. Suddenly, everyone seemed to see that a new era had arrived!

Wow. Wow, Wow, Wow, Wow!

The sound of applause erupted from St. Mungo's Hospital where you could hear the drop of a needle. The applause intensified and became so deafening that it almost broke the roof!

"amazing!"

Sirius cheered loudly and waved his arms towards Minister Bones below.

"She's amazing, isn't she?"

Hermione's excited cheeks turned red, and she clapped her hands vigorously, her eyes shining with reverence!

"It's really amazing——"

Ron was also applauding, but he looked slightly uneasy.

"But it's not a wise move, isn't it? The mysterious man will not let her go."

"That's why it's amazing, isn't it?"

Neville said,

"Actually, I thought this was a bit strange. I mean, using 'You-Know-Who' to replace Voldemort--"

Even though he said this, Neville still shook violently, discomfort flashing in his eyes.

"Please forgive me——"

The enthusiasm of the people was like a sea, and Minister Bones was surrounded. Scrimgeour had to use his wand to amplify his voice.

"Minister Bones is going to visit some seriously injured people next!"

"let's go--"

The people standing on the stairs gradually moved back, and Sirius patted Harry on the shoulder.

They met Neville's parents on the second floor.

The couple had gentle faces, and Harry saw a bit of the Weasleys in them.

They also suffered serious injuries in this war.

Mr. Longbottom was carrying a cane, while his wife had one arm heavily bandaged.

"Did you hear what Minister Bones just said, Frank, Alice?"

Sirius asked cheerfully.

"certainly--"

Neville's dad said he seemed very excited too,

"Minister Bones' courage is admirable, and the Ministry of Magic will definitely achieve great things under her leadership!"

Alice rolled her eyes at her husband, then looked at Neville tenderly,

"These must all be your friends, right, Neville, why don't you introduce us to them?"

"That's what I'm planning to do, Mom--"

Neville held Alice's uninjured arm and said with a smile,

"Well, that's Hermione. You know her. They are Ron, Ginny, George and Fred. They are all from the Weasley family."

"Hello-"

Mrs. Longbottom nodded towards them, then frowned slightly,

"Your father was also injured, right? Is he okay?"

"Arthur is on the fourth floor, we are planning to go see him——"

Sirius took over.

As expected, the Longbottoms also joined their ranks.

Harry, as the finale, was grandly introduced by Neville.

"Neville has told us a lot about you over the past month—"

Frank just glanced at Harry's scar quickly and looked away, then said with interest,

"He said you are very courageous. Obviously you are. You actually have the guts to run onto the battlefield. For an underage wizard, this is really amazing!"

"Don't compliment him on that, Frank!"

Sirius rolled his eyes and said, making Harry's cheeks turn red with embarrassment.

"We all know that Amosta was not the only one who defeated Voldemort yesterday -"

Frank smiled innocently, but then confusion appeared in his eyebrows.

“Seriously, I thought the ministry was going to make a big deal about it!

Harry Potter once again defeated Voldemort and so on, but I heard that for some reason Minister Bones seemed to strictly order this matter to spread, and she did not allow the Daily Prophet to publish it.

That's not fair to you, isn't it, Harry, this will make you famous, after all, even Amosta, you're already here, Amosta! "

As they chatted all the way, they arrived at Mr. Weasley's hospital room before they knew it. They immediately saw Amosta sitting next to the rice dumpling-like Mr. Weasley's bed.

The two people seemed to be talking about some serious topic, and there was still a trace of hesitation in Mr. Weasley's frown.

"Ah, you are here--"

Seeing a group of people walking in one after another, Amosta stood up from his stool, smiled and nodded to them.

"When did you come here, Amosta?"

Sirius raised an eyebrow.

"Actually, I came here with Amelia."

Amosta slowly took out the wand from his sleeve and conjured a row of chairs, and asked with a smile,

"How was Amelia's speech?"

"The effect is remarkable--"

Sirius sat down and picked an apple from the fruit basket on Mr. Weasley's bedside table and started eating it.

"But why don't you show up and say something to people?

People know that you blocked the furious Voldemort head-on. If it were you, people might have more confidence."

Professor Braine did not consider a few little wizards when preparing the chairs.

Harry complained in his heart, but when he heard the question asked by Sirius, he cast a curious look at Professor Braine.

"I can't grab all the limelight, right?"

Amosta laughed twice,

"Otherwise, it will be difficult for Amelia to do her job."

Sirius curled his lips, seeming to disagree with this statement.

The exposed skin on Mr. Weasley's face was still pale.

However, when he expressed his gratitude to these people for visiting him and greeted the Longbottoms, his voice was much better than the weak state of yesterday.

"My therapist told me that if I'm lucky, I can be discharged at the end of this month--"

Faced with everyone's inquiries about his injuries, Mr. Weasley said with a frown,

"I'll go crazy if I stay here for a month!"

"Oh, it's not that hard, it's over in the blink of an eye--"

Mr. Frank said humorously,

"It feels the same to me and Alice. In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed!"

A burst of happy chuckles appeared in the ward. As long as Mr. Weasley can recover and leave no root of disease, it will be a very good result.

"Don't worry, Arthur--"

Amosta said with a smile,

"Take advantage of this free time to weigh the pros and cons and think carefully about my proposal just now. After all, this matter is of great importance."

The sadness between Mr. Weasley's eyebrows suddenly dissipated, and his expression became the same as when they first entered the ward, with hesitation mixed in the solemnity.

What is Professor Brian talking about with Mr. Weasley?

Harry and Hermione looked at Ron at the same time, and Ron just responded with a confused expression.

"Speaking of which, you were just--"

Sirius asked hesitantly

"Oh, Amelia and I discussed and planned to set up a new department in the ministry. We need to rely on Arthur's integrity, so I came here to consult Arthur's opinion--"

Amosta did not play tricks and said directly.

New department integrity? !

From the hesitant expression of Mrs. Weasley standing at the end of the bed, Hermione could feel that she seemed to hope that Mr. Weasley could take over this position.

After all, it is worth Professor Brain's personal visit. It is hard to say whether the head of this department will be powerful, but it must be very important.

"What is it?"

Sirius did not hide his curiosity, he asked with interest.

"The Supervision Department--"

Amosta smiled meaningfully. (End of this chapter)