Hogwarts Homecoming

Amosta Blaine? !

This name, this surname. Mr. and Mrs. Det's faces were stiff and pale. Their hearts were pumping rapidly in their chests as they approached the old age. The rushing blood rushing to their heads made them both feel slightly dizzy!

Mr. Det turned his head and looked at his wife blankly. They had been married for a lifetime, and the couple had already figured it out. They both knew what each other was thinking. After all, that was the most painful thing in the first half of their lives!

Mr. Det and Mrs. Det moved their dry lips, tacitly focusing their gazes on the handsome face of this gray-haired young man, carefully exploring the source of their familiarity with him, and as those Those painful memories deep in the settled souls surged again, and the two people's breathing gradually became heavier. Mrs. Det could not help but lean on Mr. Det's arm.

Amelia was learning what happened after last night from Amosta and Remus.

She didn't see what happened next, because not long after Amosta chased the Poison Leopard away, she fainted after being exposed to a little poison smoke. Everything that happened after that was from sending her to the Covenant. Colleagues at West Asia Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries heard it.

Amelia also felt very sorry for not being able to meet the legendary Newt Scamander, but restraining the poisonous leopard was the most important thing.

Of course, this matter is not over yet. It is also very important to catch the three daring dark wizards who dare to trade the poisonous leopard. Amelia also hopes to join the hunt, but she knows that she will not have this opportunity. She was just a newcomer who had not received systematic training, and she was injured again. Maybe after she was discharged from the hospital, the three dark wizards might have been brought to justice.

"What's wrong, Mom and Dad?"

With her heart filled with regret and anger towards those who broke the law, Amelia suddenly realized that something was wrong with her parents.

They were looking at Amosta Brain, their expressions seemed a little lost.

"oh!"

Mr. Deter came back to his senses immediately. He gasped a few times and struggled to pull his eyes away from the face of the young man with the same name as him. Just as he was thinking about how to explain his must be very bad expression, Mrs. Deter Moved the lips that lost their color,

"We're fine, honey--"

Mrs. Det forced an ugly smile, "It's just... Oh, you know, your father and I are not used to your kind of transportation. It's the Floo Network, which is a bit difficult for us."

"It's just a small matter, they shouldn't have called you here!"

Amelia bit her lip and looked at her parents distressedly. Her parents were much older than her parents of the same age, and she shouldn't let them worry anymore.

"Don't say anything stupid, honey--"

Mrs. Det was silent for a moment. She walked to her daughter's bed and sat down, stroking Amelia's hair with compassion.

"How could your father and I let you stay in the hospital alone."

"So to say--"

Mr. Det's voice became hoarse, and he forced himself to give Amosta a friendly smile, "You are from London, right? Amosta, are you a native of London?"

Amosta seemed unaware of anything strange. He nodded slightly and smiled calmly,

"Yes, Mr. Det, I grew up in London."

"Yes. A wonderful coincidence--"

Mr. Det murmured absently, but then he realized that something was wrong with his expression. He took a deep breath and forced a smile.

"I mean, we have the same name. Jennifer and I are also from London, and then something happened, so we decided to move to New York, but London is a nice place, isn't it, where is your name from?"

"From my mother."

Amosta said politely.

"dad."

Amelia pursed her lips and looked at her father with a slightly dissatisfied look. Generally speaking, she did not dare to show such a look to her strict father, but she did feel that her father was a little rude. He did not Mr. Amosta Brain should be asked about this.

"Oh, I think your dad was just curious--"

Mrs. Det brushed her daughter's hair at the temples and looked at her daughter's youthful and handsome face on the hospital bed. Love and grief flashed in Mrs. Det's eyes. She glanced sideways at Amosta, but her gaze seemed to be burned. She moved away slightly and blew her nose. Her voice was wet when she spoke.

"This Mr. Amosta Brain is a big shot in the magical world, isn't he? But he looks so young, oh. Can I ask your age?"

"Mother!"

Amelia was really a little embarrassed now. She didn't understand what was going on with her parents. Based on her understanding of her parents, they would not ask these questions to strangers they met for the first time. of.

Remus seemed to find this scene very interesting, and the corners of Remus' mouth moved. Maybe it was because this old Muggle couple was particularly satisfied with Amosta Brain, so they wanted to know more about him?

Amosta smiled and indicated that he didn't mind this.

"I'm twenty-five years old, madam. Oh, I don't dare claim to be a big shot. I can only be regarded as a fairly qualified wizard."

Amosta said modestly.

Amosta Brain, a Londoner named after his mother, is twenty-five years old.

Mr. Det and Mrs. Det had all this information running through their minds. Every piece of this information that made them feel suffocated was correct, but they couldn't believe that there was such a coincidence!

"Then maybe we should take our leave, Amelia."

The purpose of the visit had been achieved, and it was inconvenient for Amosta to disturb the intimate time of Amelia's family. He smiled at Amelia and said,

"Except for visiting Newt, we probably won't go out in the next few days. You can rest and recover without worrying about any damage we may cause."

Of course this was a joke. Amelia restrained her smile. She was just about to say something when Mr. Det suddenly woke up from his trance.

"Are you leaving? Oh, no!"

When Mr. Det said this, the room suddenly fell into silence. Amelia raised her delicate eyebrows in confusion and confusion, really feeling a little annoyed with her father.

"Oh, I mean-"

The tall Mr. Det wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Amosta who asked with his eyes,

"I mean"

Mr. Det racked his brains to think. He caught a glimpse of the stormy world outside the window and immediately had an idea.

"We can't let our friends who came to visit you leave in the heavy rain, right? Amelia, that's too rude. Since it's lunch time now, why not stay and have lunch together?"

call--

Amelia's expression relaxed. She wanted to tell her father that wizards did not need to rush. As long as Amosta and Remus walked out of the area where disapparation was prohibited, they could return to the hotel where they were staying in an instant.

But then I thought, it would be a good idea to keep Amosta and Remus here for lunch.

After all, she had just met them, but they were willing to come to visit her. Amelia said nothing and looked at Amosta.

After pondering for a moment, Amosta glanced at Remus, and Remus shrugged helplessly, as if everything was up to you.

"Then it's settled!"

Before Amosta could reply, Mrs. Det said cheerfully,

"There happens to be a kitchen here. Oh, I haven't used the magician's kitchen yet. I hope nothing will go wrong, but I still need some ingredients."

Mrs. Det looked at Amosta expectantly.

"When we came up, we found a supermarket down there. Remus and I could go check it out."

Of course Amosta knew the purpose of Ms. Det's words. He said it smoothly, gave Remus a look, and the two of them quickly left Amelia's ward.

"About this Amosta Blaine—"

Almost as soon as they closed the door, Mr. Det and Mrs. Det were in front of Amelia. Mr. Det's eyes were slightly red and he said to Amelia in a very serious tone,

"Tell me and your mother about him, Amelia, tell us everything you know about him!"