Hogwarts Homecoming

After walking into Professor Brain's office, the door behind him closed with a click. Draco was surprised why Professor Brain didn't come in, but after catching a glimpse of his father's cold face, he felt a little cold, knowing that it was probably him. The father may not be happy for Professor Brain to be present and hear the conversation between father and son.

The fireplace in the office was extinguished, and a simple candlestick on Professor Brain's desk was emitting bright firelight.

Before greeting his father, Draco glanced at Professor Blaine's office, which he hadn't been to for a while, and found that the style of the room was still so simple and elegant, except that there was an old one next to the sofa. Vertical storage cabinets.

Draco had heard about this locker.

Since Hermione Granger was attacked by a curse, the school has begun to conduct daily checks on emails entering and leaving the school. Whether they belong to young wizards or staff, some related to dark magic may cause harm to students. All contraband items were confiscated.

These confiscated items are under the care of Professor Brain, who also has several items in this cabinet.

"Father--"

The idea of ​​taking back the confiscated contraband from Professor Blaine was ridiculous. Draco calmed down and walked towards his father and Professor Snape who were standing in front of the lockers watching.

"Why did you come suddenly? Oh, this is it!"

Draco walked over quickly and was asking why his father came to the school quietly. He glanced at the display space on the upper part of the locker. Draco's light gray pupils were so shocked that he forgot to ask the question. , his eyes were glued to an object behind the glass, unable to leave, and he murmured in shock,

"This belongs to the dark witch. But isn't this thing in the hands of the Ministry of Magic?"

"Vetia Cliona's wand. The one in the hands of the Ministry of Magic is fake."

Snape looked at Draco lazily and said something in an understatement that shocked Draco.

"Maybe it should be called a staff. Amosta kept it here as a trophy, but I think that might not be a wise decision."

"Judging from what has happened in the past, Severus, your student is particularly keen on being in the limelight, so it is not difficult to understand his behavior."

After showing just the right contempt and disgust for Amosta Brain, Lucius Malfoy took his eyes away from the staff. He looked at his son, using his usual sharp eyes to make Della After Ke lowered his head, Lucius Malfoy's gray eyes were filled with guilt and sadness, but he quickly restrained his excess emotions.

Pointing to a package placed on the coffee table, Lucius spoke in a cold tone,

"Your mother and I went to Dijon some time ago. Your mother bought some special cakes and candies there, and she asked me to deliver them to you."

Draco blinked in confusion,

"Just some candies. Did you deliver them yourself?"

"That's not your question, Draco-"

Lucius stared at his son majestically,

"Take it and go back to the dormitory. Remember to focus more on your studies. I heard Severus say that you can only be as good as that Granger in physical education. I hope you can feel me The humiliation I felt after hearing this, the descendant of the noble Malfoy family was crushed by a mudblood and could not stand up."

At some point, the word 'Mudblood' no longer sounded so 'pleasant' to Draco's ears. He shrank his shoulders and glanced guiltily at the office door.

"Go ahead--"

Lucius suppressed the surging emotions and said coldly,

"Don't forget to write to your mother and tell her how much you like the snacks she carefully selected for you."

"Understood, father."

Draco murmured softly. The snacks on the coffee table were so heavy that he had to hold them in his arms.

Amosta was standing in a hole in the corridor admiring the moonlight. After seeing Draco struggling to come over with snacks in his arms, he smiled slightly and said,

"Your father and mother love you very much, Draco, it's enviable."

"Oh um--"

After mumbling for a long time, Draco nodded. He was a little uncomfortable with such a straightforward description. Professor Brain didn't say much. He just smiled and patted himself on the shoulder before walking towards the open office door.

"Professor Blaine?"

Draco suddenly shouted uneasily, and anxiously stared at Professor Blaine who looked back and asked with his eyes. Draco's eyes flickered,

"Well nothing happened, right?"

Amosta raised his eyebrows in surprise, then smiled calmly, "Of course."

After saying this, Amosta walked into his office.

The gloomy atmosphere suppressed the firelight emitted by the candlestick. Without the brightness, the office was much darker than before.

Amosta strode to the sofa and sat down, interlacing his fingers on his knees, and looked calmly at Lucius Malfoy, who was no longer so calm.

"sit down--"

A simple word made Lucius feel relieved. His allegiance was obviously valuable. At least, Blaine didn't leave a seat for him the last time he came to this office.

Severus had no intention of joining the conversation. After looking at Amosta deeply, he took out his wand, lit the fireplace, and left directly through the school's floo network.

"You just told me that Voldemort found out from Nott that I had entered Salazar Slytherin's vault?"

The name Blaine said made Lucius shudder. He took a few breaths, lowered his head and said,

"Yes, Mr. Brain, before Nott brought this accurate news, the Dark Lord was very nervous about the news that you had opened an ancient family vault. But strangely, after knowing it, he seemed to be more relaxed .But he couldn't believe it, he thought that if there was a Slytherin vault in Gringotts, then he should know about it.

He was curious about what exactly you got, so I was sent here to find out from Severus, and he asked me to use the Malfoy vault to create an opportunity for him to go underground to Gringotts. "

Amosta closed his eyes and meditated, and the swaying light and shadow carved a majesty on his young face that made Lucius afraid.

"Did you follow him deep underground?"

"No--"

Lucius shook his head,

"After opening the Malfoy family's vault, he cast the Imperius Curse on the goblin and then left. I don't know where he went, but after he came back, he asked me to find Severus as soon as possible to sort out the matter. clear."

"I will give Severus a reasonable explanation."

Amosta looked at Lucius Malfoy calmly,

"Is there anything else I need to know?"

Lucius hesitated. The mission he was directly involved in recently was to go to Dijon to pull the giant into the Dark Lord's team, but there was no need for him to talk about this, because Blaine must have known that they were already in the mountains of Dijon. Met that big idiot Hagrid

"one thing--"

Hesitantly, Lucius said,

"The Dark Lord seemed to be planning to do something on the day of the third Triwizard Tournament at Hogwarts. When he knew that you were going to prepare for the Triwizard Tournament, he asked Old Nott to inform Mike. Neal and Avery, order them to speed up the mission."

"--McNeil, Executive Officer of the Dangerous Animals Committee."

Amosta murmured,

"What mission?"

"I have no idea,"

Lucius said a little uneasily,

"The tasks assigned by the Dark Lord to each team are confidential. We are not allowed to communicate with each other. Only he knows everything."

"Oh, so he's not that stupid--"

Amosta smiled and asked,

"So, do you have any guesses about McNeil and Avery's mission?"

"It must be related to the Ministry of Magic. Otherwise, the Dark Lord would not have chosen two Death Eaters working in the Ministry of Magic to carry out the mission."

Lucius pursed his thin lips and said softly,

"Perhaps. Based on the recent series of actions of the Dark Lord, you must know that he is eager to strengthen his power, so I guess he may want to attack Azkaban."