Hogwarts Homecoming

Around the large group of Hogwarts students who had descended, there were almost dozens of wizards in black robes with solemn expressions, holding wands and staring at them vigilantly.

Harry stared at the wizard who warned him. He had a feeling that if he dared to make any move again, he would probably attack him immediately.

Even if Professor Blaine was present, it was the same!

These wizards with iron-blooded and tough looks immediately shocked the young wizards. Even those children with eccentric personalities became restrained in front of this group of people.

Where did the Ministry of Magic get such a group of elites? !

Those students whose parents worked in the Ministry of Magic also stared at these people in surprise, confused about their origins.

"Don't worry, everyone--"

Amosta walked towards this side with a calm expression, while taking out a piece of parchment from his arms.

"Mr. Blaine--"

The wizard who warned Harry seemed to be the leader here. He told the people around him to watch the children, and he walked towards Amosta.

Unlike most officials in the ministry, they couldn't help but show some servility after seeing Amos.

Although the wizard in black robes looked respectful, his eyes showed clear vigilance.

Students as perceptive as Hermione also noticed that some of these black-robed strikers were pointing their wands at Professor Braine.

"This is the visit permit signed by Minister Bones and me--"

Amos handed the document to the wizard who was coming.

Harry found that after the wizard took the document and glanced at it, his nervous expression did relax a lot, but he still didn't relax completely.

"Excuse me, Mr. Braine--"

The leading wizard didn't mean to return the document to Professor Braine. Instead, he looked at the wizards on the left and right, and then a series of black magic detection props such as honesty probes and peepscopes were brought up.

Under the surprised gaze of the little wizard, these guards greeted Professor Braine with the detection props.

After confirming that he was indeed the real person, they all exhaled and stepped aside.

"According to the rules jointly formulated by you and the Ministry, no wizard entering Avalon Prison is allowed to hold a wand, so--"

The leading wizard said again.

There was a tense atmosphere in the air. The guards and the visiting wizards were very nervous, but Professor Braine was always easy-going.

"Of course--"

Amosta smiled and handed over the wand without hesitation, and then looked at the wizards who were barely in line,

"Everyone cooperate to hand over your wands, and the wands will be returned to you after the tour."

This step took a lot of time.

Because the guards took their wands and checked them with dark magic detection props.

"It's really strict here!"

When it was the turn of Harry's reliable teammate in Gryffindor, Arya Spinnet, she couldn't help but say.

"What you are about to visit is the most heavily guarded place in the entire European wizarding world--"

After examining Professor Brain, the guards relaxed a little more, so in the face of Arya's questioning, the wizard who was examining her smiled and said.

While waiting in line, Harry finally had time to look around.

They were now in a 'city' surrounded by three tall wooden walls, and the open side was a 'port'.

"I want to ask Ernie for that Galleon!"

Harry heard Seamus whispering excitedly to Neville,

"I guessed it right!"

Harry, who was looking at the tall tree behind the tall wooden wall opposite the port in astonishment, turned his head and looked at the port.

A single-layer oak boat was anchored there, swaying with the microwaves.

The hull of this ship was large and strange. There was only a layer of wooden planks on the ship, without a cabin or sails.

There was indeed a black spot looming in the center of the lake reflecting the skylight.

After about half an hour, the guards finished checking everyone. They did not communicate too much with the visitors of Hogwarts. They just bowed to Professor Brian, took their wands, rode on the flying brooms on the side, and returned to the high wall.

Huh.

Harry subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. It was not until the group of people left that the oppressive feeling lingering in his heart dissipated.

"Oh, they are not going to 'escort' us to prison, Professor Brian?"

The twin brothers also became active immediately, and George looked at the wizards patrolling on the city wall with great interest.

"Their authority is only here-"

Amost said with a smile,

"They are not allowed to set foot in any other area."

"Are they all Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, Professor Brian?"

Seeing that asking questions was not prohibited, Harry, who was very interested in the identities of these people, also raised his hand and asked.

"Yes, they do belong to the Ministry of Magic."

Amosta motioned for the students to line up,

"After the Battle of Diagon Alley, a group of strikers who performed well in the war were selected. After asking their opinions, these strikers became guards of Avalon Prison."

No wonder!

Harry understood.

No wonder these people were filled with a sharp aura. It turned out that they were strikers who had survived the cruel war.

Then, they followed Professor Braine and began to board the ship.

From the size point of view, although the ship is large, it is not enough to ferry nearly half of the young wizards in Hogwarts.

But when the students began to board the ship, they found that their worries were unnecessary.

As more and more students boarded the ship, the area of ​​the deck was also expanding. When the last student boarded the ship, the area of ​​the deck under their feet was still more than enough, even enough for all the people on board to lie flat without feeling crowded.

"Did you notice, Harry?"

After boarding the ship, Professor Braine allowed them to move freely.

But Harry and Hermione had to fulfill their duties as prefects. They had to constantly remind the Gryffindor students to keep quiet and pay attention to order. Only occasionally when they got together, Hermione raised her chin at Harry and motioned him to look at the sky.

"What?"

Harry looked at the clear sky like a gray-blue curtain, his eyes hazy.

But the next second, Harry reacted himself.

When they set out, it was raining in Hogwarts, but the sky here was not cloudy at all. It seemed that they were far away from Hogwarts.

However——

Harry looked at the horizon again and exclaimed.

They probably left Hogwarts a little after 5:30. Even if the time they were checked on the shore was counted, it was no more than 6:30 now. Harry looked at his watch and it was indeed the case.

But here, the bright sunlight in the sky seemed to be seen after 8 o'clock in the morning in summer.

"It's really hot here——"

More and more young wizards noticed something was wrong. In the process of maintaining order, a student accidentally said something, which made Harry notice something strange again.

The temperature in the air was not high, but belonged to the warm category. However, the clothes they wore to cope with the dampness and coldness of Hogwarts made them feel a little hot.

Could it be that Avalon Prison is not in the UK?

This thought flashed through Harry's mind, and at this moment, the hull under his feet shook.

They started to set off.