Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 189 The Return

Director of the Student Safety Office at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?
Amosta blinked, and smiled irrefutably, it was a better name than 'Castle Security Officer'.

"--I easily persuaded the school board to agree to my request. Perhaps, the two years of unrest have made them realize that we really should seriously consider the safety of little wizards."

Dumbledore said in a relaxed tone,

"I plan to bring the castle administrators and gamekeepers under the management of this department. In addition to arranging the daily task of the male and female student union chairmen and the prefects of the colleges to patrol the castle, this department will also have a very special right."

Amostar looked sideways at Dumbledore, waiting for his explanation.

"--The monitoring equipment you left in the school, Amosta, I think it is a waste to put them in Argus' office. I have communicated with the school board and the Ministry of Magic. During special times, I mean that if certain incidents will threaten the safety of the little wizards in the school, then those alchemy props will be used legally."

Amostar raised his eyebrows in surprise, this is not an easy matter to negotiate.

Speaking of this, Dumbledore showed a little regret,

"I talked with Minerva, and we both think that your alchemy props are indeed of practical value. If it weren't for them, maybe more little wizards would have been hurt before Miss Weasley was brought into the Chamber of Secrets last semester." Tonight, if they exist, we'll probably spot Black breaking into the school instantly."

"Is there a reasonable inference, Headmaster Dumbledore?"

Amosta asked, frowning.

"The greatest possibility is that Black took a long detour from the Forbidden Forest,"

Dumbledore said thoughtfully,

"But not until Hagrid asked his fantastic creature friends."

Hogwarts, which has a dementor handle and many ancient magic defenses, is like an impregnable wall. If Amostar wanted to sneak into Hogwarts, he would most likely choose to go through the Forbidden Forest. However, from the dense vegetation However, it is still very difficult to infiltrate Hogwarts with a large number and variety of Forbidden Forests. You don’t know that there is a pair of eyes watching you from the Gala corner.

"About the Director of Student Safety—"

Dumbledore suddenly smiled again and said,

"When the situation is not so tense. I mean, when the teaching activities are carried out normally, you are free to leave Hogwarts to do your own thing, Amostar."

Amosta pouted, not knowing what to say, has Dumbledore changed his gender, and this is for him to make extra money?
"--The director of the Student Safety Office is responsible for the personal safety of all little wizards, and the school board believes that this position is as important as the vice-principal, so your salary is the same as that of Minerva, Amos Towers, all 1500 Galleons—”

Ahem, you must know the point when you speak, Dumbledore!

Before dawn, the bone-chilling cold enveloped the earth, the sky, the junction of the earth and the sky still hadn't seen a ray of light, but the starlight and moonlight above the sky gradually dimmed, and the sinking darkness was wanton.

The gorgeous fire light flashed away in this deep night, one short and one tall, two equally thin figures appeared on the steps outside the castle gate.

There is almost no difference between everything that comes into view and when it leaves. This ancient castle seems to live in the cracks of time, allowing the years to stand alone.

"Minerva will be very happy--" Dumbledore said with a smile on his beard covered with crystal dew, "As the vice-headmaster, in addition to teaching, she also has to ensure the normal operation of the school. When special circumstances happen, she will always be very anxious, and now, finally, there is someone who can share part of the responsibility for her."

"It is the headmaster's job to keep the school running, not the deputy headmaster or the head of the Security Office, Headmaster Dumbledore."

Amosta rolled his eyes and said politely.

"Oh, if you say that, I have to do it for myself."

Dumbledore wanted to explain something, but Amosta ignored it. He walked directly to the grand gate, pursed his lips, and said with a smile

"Hogwarts, I'm back again."

Uneasy discussion about how Black sneaked into the school in the middle of the night and the little wizards fell asleep, because no matter what happened tonight, tomorrow's class will always continue. In the auditorium under the stars, except for the slight footsteps of the professor who occasionally passed by here, Only the snoring of the little wizards echoed each other.

Although Hermione and Ron have both fallen asleep, Harry is just closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, because although the other little wizards can regard Black breaking into the castle as an anecdote, he can't. With him coming, Harry wasn't sure if the cunning criminal was still lurking in the shadows, trying to kill Dumbledore while he was away from Hogwarts.

Speaking of which, Professor Lupine hurried back to the castle to join the night watch team.

Snape also returned to school. Obviously, he had figured out that the old friend who met Lupine was not Black, and he immediately went down with a sullen face when he came back, but Professor Dumbledore has never appeared again. See people, shouldn't the three of them come back together?
Hogwarts without Dumbledore is always not so reassuring. Harry couldn't help himself not to think about where Professor Dumbledore had gone. He tossed and turned in his sleeping bag, restless for a long time, and finally, he couldn't bear the heat He was about to stand up and take a breath.
Crunch!

The whistling sound of the rotating door shaft was extremely ear-piercing in the quiet auditorium. Halfway up Harry got into his sleeping bag again, facing the direction of the castle gate, taking advantage of the bright starlight from the illusory night sky on the ceiling of the auditorium, secretly look
Oh!
With just one glance, Harry exclaimed like celebrating a Quidditch victory!
When Amosta stepped into the office of the last semester again and saw the furnishings in the room, he knew that Dumbledore must have been thinking about how to put the title of Director of the Student Security Office on his head, and Black raided the castle tonight , and meeting Professor Snape unexpectedly gave him a very good opportunity.

Desks, bookshelves, camp beds, and fireplaces. All the furnishings are as they were before, and even the shady curtain covering the monitoring wall is spotless.

An impromptu meeting is being held in this re-activated office. The participants include the owner of the office, Amosta, the headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Lupine, and the vice-headmaster, Minerva McGonagall and the castle administrator, Argus Filch, who had clearly belonged to the master of the Student Security Office.

"Although I only said that a few months ago--"

Professor McGonagall, who has been busy for most of the night, has a messy round bun on the back of her head. The weakness between her brows and eyes shows that she is very tired, but she still struggles to smile at Amosta.

"But I still have to tell you again, Amostar, welcome back to Hogwarts."

"Thank you, Professor McGonagall—"

Amosta waved his wand to conjure up a few chairs, and helped the elderly and overworked Professor McGonagall to sit down, while the older but energetic Dumbledore obviously knew that he did not have this kind of treatment, He happily found a stool and sat down.

Lupine with a gloomy face went to the shelf on the fireplace to make tea for everyone, only Filch faced his new immediate boss with a look of anticipation, not knowing what to do.

"Sit down too, Argus!" Amosta said kindly.

"Oh, Mr. Blaine, I can just stand up!"

Filch, with big bags under his eyes, was terrified, and his bulb-like nose was red and shining, but in the end, he still couldn't resist Amosta's gentle eyes, half of his buttocks were next to the stool, and he tried to sit down with his back straight. .

"So now—"

Amosta, who quickly entered the role, looked around and said calmly

"Who can elaborate on the current situation?"



(End of this chapter)