Hogwarts Homecoming

Mr. and Mrs. Det had already left. Amosta was standing at the foot of the stairs leading to the second floor, holding the brand-new set of pajamas that Mrs. Det had just given him. Next to him was Amelia, who was silent.

Amosta could find that it was not surprising that Amelia looked at him with inquiry in her eyes. The over-enthusiastic performance of the Deters finally made Amelia a little suspicious, but he believed that Amelia I'm afraid Ya didn't guess the truth of the matter.

This is not something you can come up with just by relying on your smart mind and excellent imagination. Sure enough--

"My parents like you very much--"

Amelia wanted to ease the embarrassment and find a suitable excuse for her parents' abrupt and rude behavior.

"Well, I think it's because you are from London wizards, and they have lived in that city for most of their lives. Your name also makes them feel familiar."

"That makes sense."

Amosta nodded, he thought for a while,

"Then, could you please take me to the guest room?"

Amelia looked a little surprised, as if she didn't expect Amosta to actually agree to stay overnight, but when she realized it, she immediately nodded in embarrassment.

"Oh, um sure."

The two people followed the stairs to the corridor on the second floor. The two bedrooms were in the same row on the side near the road, and the two rooms on the opposite side were the bathroom and laundry room.

Turning on the light switch in the corridor, Amelia pointed to the bedroom at the end of the corridor.

"That's the guest room, and if you need a shower--"

Amelia turned around and pointed at the dark room with a half-closed door behind her.

"There's--there's--a bathtub you can use."

Amosta tried not to make the atmosphere any more strange. He nodded stiffly again and said calmly,

"Thank you. Is there anything else I need to pay attention to?"

"No. Oh!"

Amelia suddenly exclaimed. She dodged into the dark bathroom without explanation. Not long after slamming the door shut, there was a rustling movement in the room, and then, a bang There was a sound that seemed to be the sound of the cabinet door closing, and when Amelia appeared again, her face, which was trying to remain calm, was already extremely red.

"It's a hot-water heater, it. Well, that-I fixed it, it doesn't work very well. I thought-you, you know how to use it, Mr. Blaine, because you are a Muggle orphanage. Oh. , I'm sorry, I'm not. I--"

"Of course, I can deal with No-Maj technology products."

Amosta's voice was calm and without any ripples. It wasn't until Amelia, who had almost fled, slipped into his bedroom and disappeared from his sight that Amosta smiled and shook his head.

He did not choose to take a shower, but came to the guest room first with his pajamas in hand.

When you turn on the light switch, you will see a small room with sky blue paint all around. The furnishings in the room are simple. In addition to the bed and wardrobe, there are only a few rows of shelves on the inner wall to hold sundries and books.

Amosta walked to the bedside, bent down and stroked the bedding on the bed. The soft bedding exuded a breath of sunshine. Apparently, the Deters had already been exposed to the sun in advance.

There are several magic books on the bedside table, which should belong to Amelia. Perhaps the Dets appeared here to relieve his boredom.

But the Deters didn’t know much about magic. The top of the book they found was a boring History of Magic in the American Magical Circle. However, the cover of this history of magic book showed the former address of the Magical Congress of the United States, which was located in Appalachia. The huge building in the mountain range still made Amosta's eyes freeze.

Amosta and Amelia never saw each other until they went to bed, but Amosta knew that when he entered the bathroom, Amelia was hiding behind the door of his bedroom and eavesdropping. , after he closed the bathroom door, she hurriedly came out of the bedroom and went to the bathroom of the Deters downstairs with cautious steps.

After Amosta walked out of the bathroom, Amelia had already returned to her bedroom.

Glancing at the closed door, Amosta smiled silently. He knew that his elder was destined to have no intention of sleeping tonight.

But unlike Amelia, Amosta felt a sense of comfort and tranquility that was rare since coming to New York when he lay on the bed. After relaxing his mind, he felt tired.

The refreshing wind gently pushed open the half-closed window sash, and the fluttering curtains made a rustling and rhythmic concerto.

On the dark blue night, the full moon loomed slightly behind the gaps in the curtains that sometimes opened and sometimes closed. Cars passed by from time to time on the main road two streets away. The whistling sound that was weakened by the space did not disturb the tranquility. , but made tonight more peaceful and longer.

Everything was so comfortable, Amosta even felt like he was back to being an ordinary person who didn't have to think so much, and there was no suffocating burden on him.

It's nice to be like this sometimes

Before his consciousness was completely closed, this thought flashed through Amosta's mind, and then he fell into a deep sleep.

But just as Amosta expected, Amelia was not as calm and calm as him.

The room had fallen into darkness. Amelia wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, but her toes hidden in the quilt were still curled up.

The pretty face was covered by the quilt from the nose down, leaving the entire face exposed except for the eyes and forehead.

Amelia's eyes wandered in the room filled with hazy, weak moonlight, trying her best to avoid thinking about Amosta Blaine sleeping on the other side of the wall.

Amelia couldn't describe the feeling in her heart at this moment - it seemed to be a shame, but it was also mixed with the slightest curiosity and excitement that she couldn't understand.

Why do Mom and Dad favor Amosta Blaine so much?

Inevitably, Amelia began to think about these issues again.

In order to protect her parents' over-enthusiastic behavior, she reluctantly gave Amosta some reasons. She did think that the reasons were reasonable, but she could not fully explain them.

Or maybe mom and dad think Amosta Blaine is a famous figure in the wizarding world?

They were enthusiastic about him, perhaps expecting him to help them. This was not impossible, after all, my mother had always felt sorry for not being able to give her more help.

But this reason was just like the two she told Amosta before, it was only her guess.

Or.

No longer able to think of any possible explanations, Amelia unconsciously thought of the night of the Poison Leopard Incident, Amosta's strange behavior when he took her wand, and there was a faint trace of heat gushing out of the wand. A hint of joy, as if meeting a relative.

Questions without answers are always the most painful.

This confusion has been tormenting Amelia's nerves. She tossed and turned in bed, never really falling asleep. This happened all night, until it was almost dawn, and it was the deepest dark moment before dawn--

boom--

There was a sudden sound in the living room under the floor.

Amelia, who was unconscious, didn't pay attention. She thought her father might have bumped into something when he got up to go to the toilet, but——

Bang, bang, bang

When similar sounds occurred dozens of times, Amelia, who had already sat up in shock, finally came to her senses and realized that something was wrong.

"Mom and Dad!"

Amelia screamed, and she apparated downstairs in her pajamas. When the scene in the living room came into view, Amelia's face turned pale and her body shook uncontrollably.

He was an Auror from the Security Department, her colleague. Judging from the density of people in the not-narrow living room, at least half of the people from the Security Department were here, because the green flames in the fireplace were still flickering. She saw some people violently opening the door and rushing out of the house, as if they were trying to enforce security around the house.

Mr. and Mrs. Det were already startled by this movement. The old couple held on to the door frame of the bedroom and looked at the group of magicians who had 'occupied' the home in panic. They didn't know what to do -

Not to mention the Det couple, even Amelia was so shocked by the solemn expressions on the faces of these colleagues that she lost her voice.

After gently patting Amelia on the shoulder, Amosta gave the old couple a gentle smile, then stood up and looked calmly at the capable-looking witch at the front of the crowd.

"Tell me why you're here."

As soon as Amosta moved, these Aurors suddenly became nervous. They had maintained restraint and immediately made the same action - took out their wands and pointed at Amosta.

It seems like it's not a small matter.

Amosta thought lightly in his heart, with a serious look on his face. And Amelia and her parents were so scared that they couldn't move!

"terribly sorry--"

The capable witch Amosta was looking at naturally lowered her fist hidden in her sleeve and clenched it tightly. Although her face was solemn and merciless, you could vaguely hear her voice trembling and her rich tone. Also became sharper

"Amosta Blaine, you're under arrest!"