Hogwarts Homecoming

"Your father and mother invited me to your house for dinner?"

In the presidential suite of the hotel where he was staying, Amosta slowly placed the wine glass in his hand on the white marble wine table with swirls of flowers, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Of course, he wouldn't be surprised why the Deters invited him to their home for dinner. After identifying his identity, Amosta would be surprised if the old couple didn't respond at all, but obviously, he must It's only reasonable to show some doubts.

"Oh, of course--"

Amelia's cheeks turned red as she felt the suddenness of this incident, and she could hardly hold back her usual expressionless face. She hurriedly looked at Remus who was looking up here.

"And Remus"

Amelia looked at Remus angrily, "My father really liked the anecdotes you shared with him about the British wizarding world, so he invited you too."

"Oh, thanks--"

Stunned, Remus came back to his senses. He glanced at Amosta, who was thinking about something, and at Amelia, who was trying his best to hide her shy emotions, and pursed his lips unconsciously.

If Remus couldn't tell between him and Amosta, which one the Detters really invited, and which one was the one to add to their marriage, then he would think that his thirty-odd years of life were really in vain. .

"Oh, thanks for the kind invitation--"

Out of respect, Remus put down the information in his hand and stood up. He thanked him again, but said apologetically,

"But I'm sorry, Amelia, I"

Remus racked his brains to think, and then he picked up the information on the table and waved it to Amelia,

"Look, I can't leave now. As the manager of the workshop, I have to explain the workshop's products and our production and operation model in detail to the reviewers at the joint review meeting. You don't know how much I need to write down. Information. Even after the review meeting is over, I still have to prepare additional information immediately depending on the outcome of the review, or return to the UK immediately to notify the workshop to increase production. I don’t have that much time.”

Just a dinner, Remus phrased it as if the Deters had invited him on a trip around the world.

Amelia's face turned redder. She knew that Remus obviously didn't want to 'step in', so she came up with an excuse to refuse the invitation.

A little complaint rose up in Amelia's heart unconsciously. Having the opportunity to have close contact with a great magician like Amosta Blaine, who has superb magical attainments, and ask him some questions, Amelia Leah was already very satisfied. As for becoming friends with Amosta Blaine or having a closer relationship, that was not at all within her scope of consideration.

The invitation from her parents would not only embarrass Mr. Blaine, but also make her feel awkward, but she couldn't refuse.

In her memory, her serious father and loving mother had never seriously asked her to do anything!

And Amosta pondered but had not yet given a reply.

It was just a dinner, which was not really a big deal, but Amosta was a little worried about how the Deters would deal with getting to know him if they put everything on the table, let alone him. He had no intention of doing so, and even if he had, Amosta would not choose to do so at such a sensitive moment.

If Voldemort knew that he suddenly had several weaknesses, it would be impossible not to take some action.

Du, du, du—

The sudden knock on the door relieved Amosta and Amelia's embarrassment. Through the mahogany door, Amosta saw the visitor clearly.

"I'm very sorry to disturb your rest. May I ask, are you Mr. Amosta Brain?"

Amosta came over and opened the door. The hotel's Muggle waiter in a tuxedo leaned forward, glanced into the room without overstepping, and asked politely.

"it's me--"

After receiving a positive reply, the waiter took out his right hand behind his back and handed a letter to Amosta.

"Just now, a gentleman came to the front desk of the hotel and handed us a letter. We must hand it to Mr. Amosta Brain. This is the letter--"

After just glancing at the letter, Amosta looked away and asked in a gentle tone,

"Did the person who delivered the letter leave his name?"

"not at all--"

The waiter bowed and said,

"He just said to us, if you ask, to tell you that there is something in the letter that will interest you."

Muggles had no room for lies or concealment in front of Amosta. He nodded slightly, thanked him, took the letter and closed the door.

"what happened?"

Remus stood up from the desk and quickly came to Amosta's side. He heard the conversation between Amosta and the waiter, but thought it was a bit strange.

Normally, letters between wizards are generally sent through owls, but the sender of this letter asked a Muggle waiter to deliver it to Amosta, leaving no name at the same time. He made a confusing statement, something was wrong inside and out.

Looking at a letter in Amosta's hand that didn't have any information about the sender, and didn't put a stamp on the letter like Muggles did, Remus frowned slightly and whispered,

"Be careful, Amosta, there may be a trap."

Amosta nodded slightly but remained silent. He turned the envelope back and forth in his hands a few times before opening it.

"Do you need me to take it apart, Amosta?"

Just as Amosta was about to tear open the seal, Amelia walked over quickly. She temporarily put aside her invitation to Amosta to have dinner at home and said solemnly,

"Since the Ministry has taken away your wand, it should be responsible for your safety, Amosta. I think Remus is right. There may be some trap in the envelope."

Remus glanced at Amelia in surprise. Although this little girl was not in the same group as them, it had to be said that her rigorous and responsible behavior was still quite appreciated.

"Oh, thanks, Amelia—"

Amosta smiled gently at her and said while opening the letter,

"But it's not like I can't tell whether something is a dark magic item or contains a curse without my wand."

Amosta took out a piece of white paper with some words written on it from the envelope and shook it in front of the alert two people.

"Well, it's just a letter."

Seeing that it was indeed just an ordinary piece of letter paper, Amelia breathed softly, but Remus, who was more experienced, did not let down his guard because of this. He saw something unusual - just like Amosta As I said, this is just a letter, but the paper used to write the letter is the letter paper commonly used in the Muggle world. You know, wizards usually use parchment when writing letters or all kinds of documents and correspondence information.

It seems that a Muggle wrote to Amosta?

But then the question arises, does Amosta have Muggle acquaintances in New York? How did he know they lived here?

Remus looked at Amosta, hoping for an explanation.

As Amosta glanced at the words on the paper, a few lines of fine lines appeared between his eyebrows, which diluted his usually gentle temperament. A sense of majesty silently emanated from the inside out, forcing Amelia and Remus were silent.

"Ah--"

But suddenly, Amosta pursed his lips and smiled, losing all his majesty, and handed the letter to Remus. After reading the letter, the latter also looked surprised and became speechless.

Amelia couldn't help but glance at the letter in Remus' hand, and when she looked at it, she suddenly exclaimed,

"Clues for criminals who have committed poaching of level 5X magical creatures. This. But, I don't understand why the person who wrote this letter came to you. He should go to the Department of Security, right?"

"Or go find Mr. Newt Scamander—"

Thoughts kept flashing through Remus's eyes. His eyebrows stood up as he looked at Amosta and said,

"The New York Specter has publicly reported his purpose of coming to New York, if anyone has any clues."

"Perhaps the person who wrote me this letter is facing some kind of difficulty and it is not convenient to show his face in front of the Department of Security. Newt is in the Magical Creatures Nature Reserve, and there are also a large number of MACHA thugs stationed there."

After thinking for a moment, Amosta said.

He looked at the location left on the letter again - a Muggle cafe, the time was two days later at eight o'clock in the evening after the joint review meeting.

The person who sent the letter not only knew where Amosta lived, but also his itinerary.

However, it is not difficult to find out this information.

Looking at Amelia who was hesitant to speak, Remus knew that this little girl who was worse than Tonks and not even a trainee Auror must want to report this matter to the Security Department. This was very dangerous. Normally, it was her duty, but Amosta must have had his own plans.

"You want to meet this guy?"

Remus asked, but his tone was very sure.

"how to say?"

Amosta smiled and said,

"When I landed in New York, I had a hunch when I first saw the report in the newspaper about the poaching of those magical creatures. Sooner or later, this matter would happen to me."