Hogwarts Homecoming

Graves was not the only one who showed up. A large group of Aurors followed him into the barrier. They looked at the Muggle coffee shop that had been luxuriously and elegantly decorated for more than ten minutes, but now had become a ruin, with undisguised astonishment in their eyes. "Mr. Graves!" Seeing her boss coming, Amelia stood up from behind Amosstar. She walked quickly to Graves and her colleagues and asked with some surprise, "Why are you here?" "Why am I here?" Graves asked back with a tight mouth, and a blue air flashed across his face. He seemed to be trying his best to suppress his anger. "This is a ridiculous question, Miss Det. Do you know that the place you are in is the territory of the No-Maj? What do you think the No-Maj nearby will do when they find that the building that has been standing here is suddenly shrouded in darkness, and a few monsters that can suck human blood have run out of it?" Amelia opened her mouth and prepared to explain, but her boss, Mr. Graves, moved his eyes away from her and stared at Amosstar. The emotion revealed in his eyes was as if he had expected that Amosstar Braine would cause some trouble sooner or later. "The Aurors of the Security Department have expelled the nearby Muggles and established a safe zone. The Muggle reporters who came to interview were also stopped by us, but Mr. Braine."

Graves was no longer the silent man at the joint review meeting. When it came to his area of ​​power, he stared at Amosta with strong eyes.

"You may have to give me a completely reasonable explanation to explain this-"

Graves looked around the ruins and asked with a sullen face,

"Explain what happened to all this and how I should define this incident. Of course, you also need to explain why you used the wand again without the permission of the wand!"

Graves looked really angry, so much so that he seemed to have forgotten that the wizard in front of him, Amosta Braine, was the vice president of the International Confederation of Wizards and an important trading partner who had just reached a trade cooperation agreement with the United States Magical Congress-International Magical Cooperation Department.

Amosta was not angry. He could understand how the head of the Security Department, who had been under great pressure from public opinion these days, felt when he foresaw that another major security accident would make the headlines of newspapers.

"Please calm down, Mr. Graves, I can certainly explain all this--"

Amosta said with a smile, he loosened the wand in his hand, let it float back to Amelia's hand, and then said calmly,

"So, let's talk about it here, or should we go back to Congress first?"

Amosta's calm attitude made Graves' anger subside a little. He hesitated, turned his eyes to the vampire floating beside the two of them, and just glanced at it lightly before moving his eyes away, turning to look at the depressed Asian-faced man behind Amosta,

"Sato Ryuhei?"

After a moment of trance, Graves' eyes suddenly became sharp, and his eyes fixed on Amosta's face again,

"Let's go back to Congress first, Mr. Brian, I'm afraid you have a lot to explain."

This is destined to be a noisy night.

In order to deal with the questioning of the Security Department, Amosta stayed in the Capitol almost all night, and he made the problem clear.

Of course, he did not violate the "Wizard Secrecy Statute" and the relevant laws formulated by the Magical Congress of the United States. As for the fact that he used the wand again without a wand permit, it was not a big problem at all when facing the threat to his life and emergency avoidance.

Because of the sales license of the learning machine, Graves's face was damaged. Amost thought that Graves would take the opportunity to create some obstacles for him. In fact, Graves was really furious. When he knew that Amost had received the invitation and Amelia also knew about it, the two did not notify the Security Department, but chose to accept the invitation, which led to this fierce fight.

Sato Ryuhei was received by the Security Department, and the only remaining vampire was also detained by the Security Department. Moreover, Amost also told Graves that the vampire named Morgens was the bartender of the Blind Pig Bar.

"There are many wizards in the underground world who go in and out of the Blind Pig Bar. I think the Security Department can verify its identity without much effort."

In Graves' office, Amost said, leaning on the sofa leisurely.

"You think--"

Grevis's face was ugly all night. Hearing Amosita's words, he was silent for a moment, and then a gleam flashed in his gloomy eyes.

"This group of evil vampires. This group of dark creatures who will never learn to be law-abiding are all controlled by Narrak. This abominable goblin has been providing shelter for wizards in the underground world for so many years. If it is it, it does have such power. Cunning guy, since the last time, the Blind Pig Bar has been closed, and Narrak is missing."

Without the tacit approval of the Security Department, how could a place like the Blind Pig Bar be open for nearly a century.

Amosita had this thought in his mind, but he said nothing.

"Then--"

Amosita got up from the sofa,

"I think all the problems have been explained clearly. If you don't mind, I'm afraid I have to go back to the hotel to rest for a while. After all, I have another invitation to attend tonight."

"What?"

Graves frowned. He immediately stood up from his desk and stared at Amosta.

"Another invitation, Mr. Blaine, don't tell me—"

"Oh, don't be nervous—"

Amosta knew that the director of the security department had a psychological shadow on him. He smiled and said,

"They are Amelia's parents. A few days ago, I went to St. Josiah's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies to visit Amelia. Her parents were also taking care of her there, so we met. This old couple seemed to like me quite a bit. Yes, invite me to your home for a potluck dinner--"

"Amelia's parents are like this--"

This answer was undoubtedly beyond Graves' expectations, he said softly.

Suddenly thinking of something, Graves opened his mouth, but when his eyes met the clear eyes of Amosta Brain, Graves changed his mind and swallowed what he was about to say.

"You can leave, Mr. Blaine. I hope you won't encounter any more accidents during the rest of your stay in New York."

By the time Amosta returned to the hotel, the sky had already seen daylight, and Remus had already left his room to discuss with the goblins the tone for the next series of negotiations.

With the great magician's energy level, going without rest for a few days is actually not a problem. Amosta came to the desk, raised his fingers to neaten the scattered materials on the table, and then groped around on his body. After a while, the crescent-shaped vampire fang as white as jade appeared in his palm.

Ding--

Amosta placed the fang on the table, leaned back in his chair, put his arms on the armrests, intertwined his fingers, and focused his sharp gaze on the fang.

After absorbing that strange blood, this fang is much more extraordinary than before in terms of appearance and quality alone. However, other than that, it does not show anything special. The power contained in it is still there. silent

Amosta thought about the ball of blood thrown by the vampire last night. Its strange power suppressed his magic and extinguished his fierce fire.

Amosta has reached the pinnacle of the magic of Li Huo, and the fact that the blood can do this shows one thing, that is, the blood contains the power of a higher dimension - -The power of the soul.

It is not the soul of the vampire to which the blood belongs, but the soul power of the person who was mutilated by it. The resentment of countless people gathered together under the influence of dark magic to form a force that cannot be underestimated.

As for the fangs being able to absorb that mass of blood, there is only one possibility, and that is that the two have the same origin!