Hogwarts Homecoming

Amelia felt panicked.

This was not because she was being pointed at by three little wizards with wands, but because Remus had clearly warned her to keep a low profile after entering the country, because she was entering the country illegally. Once the Ministry of Magic noticed it, the matter would be very serious. became troublesome.

But she didn't expect that she would be so unlucky. When she first entered the UK, she was discovered by the locals before she could hide herself.

Hermione stared at the very beautiful girl who suddenly appeared across from her, feeling terrified.

For a period of time after Voldemort came back, they did maintain a high degree of vigilance to prepare for serious incidents that might happen at any time, but nothing happened during these days, and the peace that the Ministry of Magic tried so hard to whitewash was indeed tempting, allowing them to relax for a while. Be alert.

Otherwise, they would not have left the sight of the crowd and climbed to the top of a remote mountain alone.

But who is this girl?

Hermione frowned slightly and tried to think clearly. She didn't look very old, only a year or two older than Percy at most, and she was undoubtedly a wizard, which meant that they might have studied together at Hogwarts.

Speaking of which, Hermione's eyes trembled slightly. This girl's face did look familiar.

"I have no ill intentions"

Amelia pursed her lips, her voice filled with anxiety. He had already caught a glimpse of the majestic black castle on the cliff bank in the distance.

"Hand over your wand first—" Harry said in a low voice.

After a long period of training, as well as facing his biggest enemy Voldemort again some time ago, he witnessed Voldemort's resurrection and a series of cruel things. Unknowingly, he had grown a lot, so much so that his deep voice The intimidation mixed with it made Amelia, who had already entered work, feel a palpitation in her heart.

Are all the little wizards at Hogwarts so high-level? It is indeed one of the oldest magic schools in the world, the magic school where Amosta works!

A sense of surprise flashed through Amelia's heart, but then she put away these messy thoughts. The most important thing at the moment was to get rid of these three little wizards.

The chaotic wind blew Harry's black hair, and inadvertently, his forehead was exposed in front of Amelia. In a moment of shock, Amelia blurted out,

"Are you Harry Potter?"

Harry's green eyes flashed with helplessness. The marks on his body were so obvious that almost everyone could identify him through the lightning scar on his forehead. When he first entered the magical world, this made him extremely uncomfortable. But after a few years, he has become immune to this embarrassment.

Harry's indifference made Amelia even more distressed. She couldn't pull out her wand and have a duel with the famous Harry Potter and his friends here.

Suddenly, something moved in Amelia's heart. She glanced at the villages and towns below the mountain and had an idea in her mind.

"Why should I say my name to you?"

Amelia calmed down and looked into Harry's eyes and said,

"This is my privacy, isn't it? Unless, you are Aurors from the Ministry of Magic in the Magic Kingdom?"

Well--

This question prompted Harry to ask. They did not have the right to ask the other party's name or why they appeared in the wilderness. They had no law enforcement power. However, the sudden appearance of the other party made Harry subconsciously think that Voldemort's thugs were trying to attack. Myself, this is an excuse!

"Because you look suspicious, don't you?"

Harry snapped,

"Normal wizards will not appear here. If they want to visit Hogsmeade, they should go down the mountain."

"That's what I planned--"

Amelia said,

"It's just a deviation in the landing point. If there are no other problems, I have to leave. I'm sorry to disturb your picnic."

As she spoke, Amelia put her hands in a conspicuous position, telling Harry Potter and his friends that she had no intention of attacking, and slowly backed away.

this.

Harry didn't know how to deal with it. This girl really didn't look like an ordinary Death Eater. If she really left, there seemed to be no reason for him to stop her.

"You are America's Wizard!"

Just when Harry was in a dilemma, Hermione's sudden scream made Harry startled, and also made Amelia's expression change slightly as she slowly retreated.

"You're from MACUSA, aren't you!"

Hermione said looking at Amelia in surprise.

"Magical Congress of the United States of America?"

Harry took a step back, his wand still on guard, but his lips moved and he asked quietly,

"what is that?"

"That's the American Ministry of Magic. Wait, Harry!"

Hermione glanced at Amelia, picked up her schoolbag on the floor with her toes, and quickly dug out the copy of "The New York Ghost" she had read before.

The report on the cover is that Amosta and Remus participated in the joint review meeting on learning machines organized by the Magic Congress. After the dust settled, the two of them took a photo with two senior Congress officials, Trak Graves and Marcel White. , and Amelia stood behind Graves, her face looming.

"Look——"

Hermione's voice was tight, and she pointed her finger at Amelia's face to Ron who turned away his gaze and leaned his head over. Hermione looked at Amelia who stood up again,

"Look, it's the one behind her man. She's looking at Professor Blaine and Remus."

Amelia didn't expect that in another magical world far across the ocean, a little witch would actually subscribe to the New York Ghost, and recognize her with just an inconspicuous shot. She looked at Hermione and was surprised by the sharpness of this pretty little witch. However, this was not the key to the problem. The key was that she was recognized.

Do we really have to knock down these three little wizards?

Amelia pursed her lips and resisted this from the bottom of her heart. But if Harry Potter and his friends talk about it everywhere, wait!

Amelia suddenly opened her eyes wide and said to Harry who was muttering,

"Do you know Remus?"

"Oh, what's so strange about this-"

Ron said disapprovingly,

"Remus is our friend. He used to be our professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Friend?

Amelia blinked, and a hesitation flashed across her face.

Harry lowered his wand a little, and his tone softened.

"You are from the U.S. Ministry of Magic. Okay, but why are you here? Also, do you know Professor Blaine and Remus?"

Amelia realized that she might not be able to get rid of these three little wizards easily, so she nodded.

"Yes, of course I know Amosta and Remus. When they were in New York, I was responsible for their safety. As for why I am here, how do you prove that you are Remus' friend?"

"Remus and Harry's father were classmates and friends when they were studying at Hogwarts. He entered Hogwarts as a professor just to protect Harry."

After thinking for a while, Hermione said,

"Last Christmas, we spent it with Remus and Sirius."

Amelia's eyes flashed. If this is true, it does show that Harry Potter and his friends have a special relationship with Remus.

"In fact, it was Remus who asked me to come to Hogwarts," Amelia said cautiously.

Under Remus' instructions?

Harry and the other two looked at each other, and Hermione frowned and asked, "Why did he ask you to come? They should be back, right? I saw in the newspaper that they have reached a cooperation with the American wizarding world." "The situation is much more complicated than this-" Amelia breathed much more smoothly, and she looked at Hermione and said, "They... Anyway, Remus asked me to meet Albus Dumbledore and pass on some information." "What information?" Harry asked, but Amelia refused to say. She shook her head, her face anxious, "Sorry, this is a secret, I can only tell you when I meet Albus Dumbledore. You look like students of Hogwarts, right? If I want you to help me pass a message to Mr. Dumbledore, are you willing to do this?"