Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 156 Not Peaceful

Amosta didn't raise his hands above his head, and didn't even make a gesture of vigilance, but twitched the corners of his mouth, turned his back to the person behind him, and asked politely,
"Excuse me, ma'am, did I break any law?"

"Oh, don't you know?"

The voice was still serious, but it sounded like he was suppressing a smile,

"Don't you know, sir, that the Auror Office has received approval from the Department of Magical Transport and Minister Fudge to implement traffic control in Hogsmeade, and anyone who has not applied for it in advance will be sent through Apparation, the Floo Network and Portkeys are not allowed in Hogsmeade, and you made a big mistake, sir!"

"However, neither the Ministry of Magic's recent press conference nor the Daily Prophet reported anything about it."

Amosta pursed her lips and smiled.

"We posted a notice on the bulletin board at the gate of the village. It's your fault if you didn't see it, sir, not the Ministry of Magic's fault!"

Amosta had already heard the panting laughter of the person behind him, and before he could say anything, the person behind him had completely given up his pretence and laughed directly,
"For your vicious behavior of ignoring the law, Amosta Bryan, I think you need to be severely punished Well, I have an idea, how about a semester of confinement?"

Amosta also laughed. He turned around and looked at the person behind him, and joked,

"Want me to be in solitary confinement? Of course there is no problem, Tonks, as long as someone is with me."

In the early morning, Hogsmeade Village was bathed in the cool sunshine like water. Most of the local aborigines hadn’t left their homes. On the commercial street where there were not many pedestrians, Amosta and Tonks smiled and shook hands. hand.

In the empty Three Broomsticks bar, the charming proprietress Ms. Rosmerta walked over with a charming body, put down a glass of syrupy soda and a cup of green tea from the tray, nodded her head, and walked away wisely.

"...Some things are kept secret,"

Tonks fiddled with the somewhat dull violet hair a few times, turning them into the same color as the ripe ears of wheat in autumn. She looked at Amosta curiously, and said with great interest
"The Daily Prophet says the boy and his friends got the basilisk from the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets, but the Ministry pretty much knows that you fished the little ones out of the basilisk's mouth Come back, but few people in the Ministry know where you came from, and many people are asking about your origin everywhere!"

"Then did you tell them who I am?"

Amosta smiled, not showing much concern.

"I know you don't like attention, Amosta—"

Tonks said proudly,

"There was a nasty woman named Umbridge and a lot of young men in the ministry who were asking about you, and came after me, but I didn't say a word."

"Grateful--"

Umbridge is the senior deputy minister of the Ministry of Magic. It is said that he is Fudge's right-hand man, and he is very trusted by Fudge. Amosta guessed that this woman probably wanted to recruit some young wizards with good skills and no reputation for Fudge. .

In the future, if there is a day when Fudge and Dumbledore are torn apart. Some of the people in the Ministry of Magic are more loyal to rights, some are neutral, and quite a few are Dumbledore's filial "disciples and grandchildren". One day when Dumbledore ascended the heights, it would be hard to say who they listened to!

"Speaking of it," Amosta looked at the standard black robe that Tonks was wearing for Auror missions, his eyes flickered for a moment,
"You became an Auror? It's a good job. Among our batch of graduates back then, except for Bill Weasley who met all the requirements for Auror recruitment, the grades of everyone else seemed to be unqualified ?”

"I'm a special move," Tonks said proudly, pointing his nose up
"You know, Amostar, I'm a Disguise Magus, I'm gifted at hiding and disguising Of course, Auror is not an easy job, I'm still an 'intern' "Speaking of which, Amosta, what have you been doing all these years incognito, I mean, before you entered Hogwarts as an 'Investigator' in the first half of the year?"

"Freelance workers--" Amosta said with a smile while picking up his teacup, "It aims to help some people who are in trouble to solve their current predicament."

"That doesn't sound like a serious job—" Tonks asked suspiciously.

"Yeah," Amosta nodded, with a serious tone, "Aurors are our deadly enemies."

The blushing sun slowly and firmly climbed towards the sky. A carriage full of oak barrels stopped outside the door of the bar. The lady proprietress hurriedly opened the door to pick up the goods with a money bag with fancy patterns. Inside the bar, there was Only Amostar and Tonks remained.

Amostar leaned back in his chair and smiled, and Tonks opposite him was talking about the wonderful experience of his Auror career with great enthusiasm.

"Just a little bit, Amosta"

Tonks gesticulates with a finger,

"I swear, we almost caught the group of dark wizards who smuggled cultural relics. It's a pity. Before that operation, Kingsley told me in private that if I can shine in the arrest operation He was willing to go to Mr. Scrimgeour to apply to shorten my apprenticeship for me, but it turned out that this goddamn dark wizard who came out of nowhere not only screwed everything up, but put me in St. Mungo's After lying down for half a month, the Auror Office also lost two months of bonuses, and I originally planned to use that money to buy myself a broom!"

Amostar didn't know how to react, so he continued to smile.
Thinking of the failed mission two months ago, Tonks drank the syrupy soda in the glass in one gulp of hatred. She seemed to be still angry, and wanted to ask the proprietress for a more exciting drink. She looked up and looked around But he found that there was no one in the shop, so he slammed the cup heavily on the table.

"correct!"

Looking at the calm Amosta, compared to himself who was excited about reuniting with an old classmate whom he hadn’t seen for many years, Amosta Bryan has maintained a very graceful calm except for the moment when he first met. ——Tonks was not surprised that Amosta behaved like this. Back in school, this little Slytherin wizard who seemed to be indifferent to everything was like this.

"Speaking of which, Amostar, why did you appear here in Hogsmeade, I heard that you no longer serve at Hogwarts?"

Amosta knew that the Ministry of Magic arranged Tonks here most likely because of Black, and of course he would not tell her that he actually came here with the same purpose.

"You know it all, Tonks,"

Amosta looked out the window, and there was a row of old houses beside the street with white smoke coming out of their chimneys.
"In the first half of the year, I returned to Hogwarts. Of course, I also came to this village for a while, and unexpectedly found that I quite like the living environment here, um. It reminds me a lot of the good times when I was studying in Hogwarts. Memories, so, after careful consideration for a period of time, I plan to live here for a while, and I came here this time in the hope that I could find a rented house in the village—"

According to Amosta's understanding of Tonks, when she heard that she uttered the phrase 'good memories when I was studying', she should have made a few jokes, for example, 'good memories refer to the words that belonged to Professor Snape. Is your office closed for a term of confinement? ' and the like.

But what surprised him was that this girl with a good personality didn't behave like that. Instead, her expression became serious, her eyes revealed solemnity,

"You want to settle in Hogsmeade, at this time?"

"Could it be that the notice posted by the Ministry of Magic on the bulletin board at the head of the village prohibits people from doing this?" Amosta narrowed his eyes, and after a moment of silence, asked in a relaxed tone.

"Another time, it would be perfectly fine, Amosta,"

Speaking of business, Tonks became serious. She glanced vigilantly at the proprietress who was bargaining outside the door, and lowered her voice to warn Amosta,
"But now, this is not a peaceful place!"



(End of this chapter)