Hogwarts Homecoming

The so-called wedding rehearsal is actually just a group of people laughing and playing.

Because it is unrealistic for you to expect a girl with Tonks's personality to put on an elegant dress and walk dignifiedly on the carpet.

Every time she tried this, she couldn't help laughing, and then the atmosphere would get out of hand, and the girls in the room would burst into laughter.

"Tomorrow is our wedding, Tonks—"

Whenever this happened, Remus would look at Tonks with helpless and doting eyes, trying to guide everything to the right path.

"Oh, you know I prefer to be a little more unconventional, Remus-"

Tonks would look at Remus defiantly and tell him to shut up.

When a group of young people in their prime stay together, there will always be endless topics and fun.

On the other hand, Amosta, who has always shown a dominant position in various situations, mostly just stood aside with a smile and watched everything quietly.

"When I was in Asia, I learned some special knowledge about how to take care of the fetus and mother in order to keep the fetus and mother in better condition. If you are interested, Tonks, I can teach it to you-"

After staying in Asia for several months, Fleur, who had acquired a bit of elegance, soon "revealed her true colors". She sat on a chair and kept fiddling with her hair. The charm that was nowhere to be found made Bill feel dizzy for a while.

"Oh, of course, Fleur, I'd love to hear it!"

When it came to talking about children, Tonks' motherly brilliance overwhelmed her extravagant nature, and she looked at Fleur with eager anticipation.

The girls were all very interested in the topic, even Percy and Bill were enjoying it.

Tonks' father went to prepare the guest room for Amosta. Although he knew that it was unlikely that he would have a chance to sleep tonight, Amosta still nodded in thanks and did not stop him.

Mrs. Weasley and Tonks' mother ran to the kitchen together after learning that Amosta had not eaten dinner.

"Want to chat?"

Remus was also listening carefully to the knowledge about 'confinement' shared by Fleur. However, the smile on his face could not completely hide the worries in his heart. From time to time, he looked outside through the window.

So when Amosta extended the invitation, Remus immediately agreed.

The moment the door closed, the smile on Remus's face disappeared. He and Amosta walked through the white tent on the carpet and stopped at the oath-taking stage.

"Tonks doesn't really like traditional life--"

Taking a deep breath, Remus turned to look at Amosta with a somewhat guilty smile.

"She likes adventure, so she chose to be an Auror. But she and I had talked before, and she planned to leave the Ministry of Magic after the child was born."

"Why?"

Amosta asked, but there was not much surprise in his tone.

"She said that one of us should focus on her career and the other take care of the family. Andromeda and Ted are getting older, and Tonks needs to look after the children and them. Being an Auror is no longer suitable. She-"

Amosta said nothing.

Remus is already a mature middle-aged wizard. He knows that for the sake of the family, both husband and wife must make sacrifices.

What he said to himself was just to soothe the apology in his heart.

"How's it going with Voldemort?"

After taking a few minutes to calm down, Remus breathed a sigh of relief and his eyes became much calmer.

"In order to prevent the safety of Tonks and his parents from being threatened, I have been staying here during this period and did not even go to the workshop. I thought Voldemort would take action before the wedding--"

"Oh, I think that's what Voldemort planned--"

The wind blew through the reeds, and Amosta looked at the endless wilderness.

"Is that why you came here early?"

Remus was stunned for a moment, then became awe-struck,

"Do I need to move Tonks and the others now, Amosta?"

"Oh, hehe, don't be nervous, Remus--"

Amosta patted Remus on the shoulder and smiled.

"Whether it's Voldemort or his Death Eaters, I don't think they will disturb your wedding. He just plans to make some small conspiracy elsewhere -"

After a few seconds of silence, Remus frowned, then relaxed his brows and said hesitantly,

"Then you shouldn't come here early, Amosta. Although Albus is at Hogwarts, it will be safer if you are here -"

"I'm here to tell you, Remus—"

Amosta smiled gently,

"There's nothing to worry about. Just hold your wedding with peace of mind. Perhaps the biggest trouble you will encounter at the wedding is that some guests may be late -"

Before Remus could ask what he meant, the door behind them opened again, and Bill walked over briskly with his trouser pockets in his pockets.

"Should a gentleman leave his wife for too long on the eve of a wedding, Remus?"

Remus smiled bitterly, knowing that Tonks must be complaining, so he could only nod apologetically towards Amosta and quickly returned to the house.

"This all feels like a dream, right?"

Bill's two big ears hanging on his earlobes jingled under the breeze. He and Amosta looked at each other and smiled, then put their arms around Amosta's shoulders familiarly.

"I'm afraid you yourself didn't expect that you would achieve what you have today, Amosta?"

Bill said, with a heavy sigh and a hint of respect in his tone.

Amostah shook his head with a smile.

No explanation, no excuse.

Both Bill and Charlie are excellent wizards, and both have achievements in their respective fields that ordinary people cannot reach.

But they can't compare with him.

He himself is an alien, a mayfly that escaped from this unbreakable law of the universe.

It is a bug in this Harry Potter world.

"This era needs wizards like me, so I appeared--"

Amostah said with a smile.

"Oh, that doesn't sound very modest--"

Bill shook his head and smacked his lips and said,

"If it was you when you were studying at Hogwarts, you... Well, of course, people always change--"

"Which one do you like better?"

Amosta asked with interest,

"I mean, me when I was at Hogwarts, or me now?"

This question was a little beyond Bill's expectations. He propped up his chin and thought for a while before smiling,

"It should be you now. You are more humane. Oh, come to think of it, I still remember the last When we first met, I asked you about the identity of the witch who attacked us that year--"

Bill blinked and asked curiously,

"But you didn't tell me--"

"That poor little thing--"

Amosta shook his head and said meaninglessly,

"Forget her, Bill, there is no need to pursue it."

Bill opened his mouth to speak, but seeing the satisfied and comfortable smile on Amosta's face looking at the stars, he also shook his head with a smile, patted Amosta's shoulder, and did not continue to ask.

Mrs. Weasley, who came closer, saw Bill and Amosta lying on the railing like brothers to enjoy the night, and was stunned for a moment, then smiled.

Bill, who smelled the smell of food, looked back, and then patted Amosta's shoulder again, turned and walked into the house.

"Ah, thank you, Mrs. Weasley--"

Amosta then stood up and looked at the pan-fried lamb chops she was holding. His eyes fell on the exquisite and clear emerald brooch on Mrs. Weasley's chest. He said admiringly,

"I seem to have forgotten to praise your brooch, Mrs. Weasley. It is very beautiful. I think it must have come from a goblin--"

"Oh, this is a gift from Arthur--"

Mrs. Weasley said with a smile, with a bit of reserve and satisfaction in her smile,

"I told Arthur to return it because his current job is prone to greater criticism, so even if our family's financial situation has improved, we'd better maintain our previous frugality.

And this brooch. Oh, I don't mean to brag, but it is indeed valuable. Ah, I mean, it's too luxurious--" (End of this chapter)