Hogwarts Homecoming

By the time Amelia returned to the hotel where Amosta Blaine and his assistant were staying, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening. Considering that the two of them had gone through a long journey today, she thought that the two of them had already rested. , so she planned to wait until tomorrow morning to inform them that Mr. Blaine's request had been granted.

But when she booked a room in the Muggle hotel where they were staying and passed by the corridor in front of their room with her suitcase, the originally closed door suddenly opened.

Amelia looked over with vigilance and found that neither Mr. Blaine nor Mr. Lupin had rested. Mr. Lupine was sitting in the small dining room of the presidential suite with documents and was saying something to Mr. Blaine, while Mr. Blaine was holding documents. The husband sat on the main seat, supporting his chin with his fists, and smiled gently at her.

"Are you done?"

Amosta said softly, glancing at the suitcase beside Amelia.

Amelia nodded subconsciously, then she frowned slightly, quickly looked around, made sure no one was around, walked into the room, and asked seriously,

"Do you have any other wands, Mr. Blaine?"

"I don't have to have a wand to cast spells."

Amosta chuckled and looked at Remus,

"So, I guess we all need a late night snack to appease our hungry stomachs, Remus?"

"certainly--"

Remus hurriedly packed up the information, nodded friendly to Amelia, and then walked out of the room quickly.

"What would you like to drink?" Amosta strolled to the wine rack and asked politely.

Looking at the young man standing in the soft light and shadow, Amelia pursed her lips, feeling strange in her heart. Because nominally, she was now the person arranged by Congress to monitor Amosta Brain, but the man in front of her was surprisingly good-tempered and showed no hostility or resistance to herself or Congress at all.

Perhaps, this can only be explained by the great magician's big heart - Amelia thought.

"Anything is fine, Mr. Blaine——"

Amelia accepted what was in her mind and said a little cautiously. After all, Amosta Brain is undoubtedly a legend in the contemporary world of magic.

"Just call me Amosta. Then, have some sweet sherry bar. It will help you sleep."

Amosta smiled, and Amelia saw that he just hooked his fingers, and the cork that sealed the mouth of the bottle slid out smoothly.

Wandless casting and silent casting. Although it is only an insignificant little magic, the smooth and understated gesture shows Amosta Brain's extraordinary magical attainments.

"So to say--"

Amosta came over with a wine glass in hand. He looked at Amelia's suitcase again.

"The Ministry of Security has agreed to my request, right?"

In just a short while, Amosta had cast two spells in front of her. Amelia didn't know if this was considered a violation of the rules. Although she didn't agree with Mr. Graves's point of view, since this matter had already It's settled, Amelia will still take her mission seriously, if the security department takes away the wand to make Mr. Blaine lose his ability to cast spells.

"Oh, um"

After a moment of confusion, Amelia nodded, "Yes, Brea Mosta, Mr. Graves has agreed to your request. During your stay in New York, I will be responsible for you. Well, for you." You are responsible for your safety as you have temporarily lost your wand."

When Amelia said this, she did not mention at all that she helped Amosta fight the injustice, but was rejected.

"Thank you so much--"

Across the dining table, Amosta raised his glass to Amelia and said with a smile,

"I believe my safety will be fully guaranteed. Well, you see, Amelia, for reasons we all know, I'm afraid we need to get along for a while. In that case, maybe we should introduce ourselves to each other?"

Amosta Blaine does not need to introduce himself. The Chocolate Frog card has already listed in detail the remarkable achievements of Blaine who has emerged in recent years. Amelia knows that it is time to It was herself who took the initiative to introduce.

"Well, my name is Amelia Decker. I work in the Immigration Management Office under the International Magical Cooperation Department of the Magical Congress of the United States. I mean, before. Now Mr. Graves has assigned me to intern in the Security Department."

Amosta smiled and nodded.

"You graduated from Ilvermorny?"

"Yes, Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Thunderbird Academy."

"How's it going there?"

"very good,"

When she mentioned school, Amelia's brown eyes suddenly shone with light, the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously, and she almost succumbed to instinct and said,

"Ilvermorny is the best wizarding school in the world, and Thunderbirds is the best in Ilvermorny!"

But after she said this, she suddenly realized that Amosta Blaine in front of her was working in another world-famous magic school, and what she said might be a provocation in Blaine's ears.

But Amosta didn't pay attention to such 'arrogant' remarks. He nodded with a smile, and then looked at Amelia carefully for a few times with an appraising gaze.

"I think, if I didn't guess, you should be Muggle-born like me, right?"

"Yes,"

Amelia nodded, looking at Amosta with reverence in her eyes.

The distinction between pureblood, half-blood and pure Muggle blood exists in all magical civilizations in the world. Generally speaking, Muggle blood is always the most disadvantaged, because even when they are in school, they can surpass others with hard work and determination, but after entering society, because they do not have the protection and connections of their parents, they will always be one step behind others in all walks of life. And people like her are already the best among Muggle-borns.

Therefore, from a result-oriented perspective, there will always be remarks that Muggle-born wizards are not as good as purebloods and half-bloods, but the appearance of Amosta Blaine has given all Muggle-born wizards an excellent example to refute the above absurd remarks.

"I don't think you grew up in New York, did you?"

Amosta looked at Amelia,

"Maybe it's my illusion, I think your accent has a bit of London accent?"

"Oh, actually I did grow up in New York."

Amelia explained,

"My English accent is influenced by my parents, they are actually from London."

"Oh, really."

Amosta took a sip of the wine glass and said with a little regret,

"What a pity, we had the opportunity to be classmates."

"I hope I didn't miss the wonderful topic."

For some reason, Remus Lupin came back after a long time. He came back with a waiter pushing a dining cart. As soon as he entered the door, he raised his eyebrows to Ammosta and said with a smile.

"I thought you were lost, Remus." Ammosta ignored Remus's "teasing" and said calmly.

With the help of alcohol and food, the atmosphere of the chat became very good, and Amelia no longer felt so nervous.

She found that both Mr. Blaine and the older Mr. Lupin were very easy to deal with wizards. Especially Mr. Brian, who is funny, humorous, and has no airs. He looks like an ordinary wizard. It is hard to imagine that he is a great magician who has done such amazing things.

Moreover, Mr. Brian's attitude towards unfair treatment is also admirable. If she had experienced the other person's experience, she would not be so calm.

At the same time, Mr. Brian also frankly stated the purpose of their coming to New York, in order to obtain a sales license for a magical alchemical prop. It is really a very interesting instrument. Recalling the days when she just entered Ilvermorny, she paid unimaginable hardships in order not to fall behind. If the school had this kind of "learning machine" at that time, it would undoubtedly be much easier.

Of course, the key to this instrument is not to help professors "be lazy", but to popularize magic education and train elites. The value it has is immeasurable.

"I am willing to write a letter to Professor Leiden for you, Amosta," said Amelia, who was slightly drunk, indignantly after watching what Amosta showed her and personally experiencing the prototype, "He is the dean of Thunderbird College, a very wise wizard. I believe he may see the value of popularizing this instrument if it fails the joint review in a week." "Thank you for your righteous words, Amelia." Amosta said with a smile, "I believe I can overcome all obstacles and let people enjoy its convenience."