Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 485 Useless Regret

Amosta took the elevator down to the second underground floor. This is the territory of Amelia's Department of Magical Law Enforcement. The Auror Department, the most powerful armed organization of the Ministry of Magic, is also established here.The entire Ministry of Magic was deserted, and the same was true here. Amosta walked out of the elevator and looked around, and Dumbledore's voice sounded from the right at the right time.

"This way, Amosta—"

Perhaps in order to show the majesty of the law, the architectural style of the second underground floor of the Ministry of Magic is very cold and hard, with the overall appearance being black and gray. Except for the portraits of past directors of the Department of Enforcement hung on the walls on both sides of the corridor, there is no decoration here.

Amosta walked around a few corners and found Dumbledore standing at the entrance of a staircase leading underground. The blazing torches on both sides of the entrance reflected Dumbledore's silver beard into gold.

"Connelly is anxious to explain something to the director of the Auror Office, and I'm afraid you won't be able to find a place, so I'll wait for you here -"

Dumbledore said with a smile.

"Thank you, Principal Dumbledore. Amelia's office is on the other side. I have never been here before -"

Amosta nodded slightly.

This staircase leads to the underground, and is very similar to the staircase leading to the Wizengamot interrogation room. It is dark and cold, and looks like a place where Aurors temporarily hold interrogated prisoners.Dumbledore and Amostar are both highly skilled magic masters, and they can easily find each step in the dark.

"I thought you were going to ask Connelly for a handsome reward—"

Dumbledore said cheerfully in the depressing staircase corridor.

"I won't let Fudge get rid of me so easily. Oh, of course, I'm not prepared for the lion to open his mouth."

Amosta heard the hidden meaning in Dumbledore's words. He smiled and then said,

"Speaking of which, Mr. President of the Wizards' Federation, does the International Federation of Wizards have anything to say about my heroic and fearless performance tonight?"

"Objectively speaking, the International Federation of Wizards is a relatively poor organization. Most of the funds to maintain the operation of the Federation come from the Ministry of Magic of various countries. If you want me to send you a large sum of gold, there is no hope. Amosta, of course, if you want to be more famous, oh, I don’t need to mention it. I bet that I will receive letters of recommendation from at least twenty owls tomorrow morning, inviting you. The one who serves as Vice Chairman——"

"If it were the chairman, then I would consider it."

Amosta's joking words made Dumbledore laugh again.

They finally walked down the stairs to the ground floor.There are many rooms scattered here, and Amosta stared at these rooms. Behind every door, he could hear a faint wailing sound, and even the air flowing out of the cracks in the door was filled with blood.

The two people stopped in front of a door with golden flames pulled out from a crack in the door. Dumbledore turned sideways and looked at Amosta calmly,

"So, have you asked, what was Malfoy's purpose in planning this attack?"

Amosta was not surprised at all by Dumbledore's abrupt question. He shook his head slowly.
"I didn't ask him anything, I just gave him some warnings. As for the reason for him to do this, haha, I guess that the changes in the Dark Mark in the past few months have probably made him very uneasy, especially because he has done it himself. He sent Voldemort's Horcrux in front of you and me, and he must be afraid that Voldemort will criticize him when he comes back, so he is eager to do something to prove that he is still doing all kinds of evil."

What Amosta can understand, Dumbledore can also see clearly.

However, Dumbledore's silver eyebrows still moved, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

It wasn't because of Lucius Malfoy's purpose in making this prank, but because of Amosta's attitude towards Lucius Malfoy.

Amosta couldn't get rid of the sand in his eyes. If he was really angry about this matter, then the Malfoy family would not be able to escape. Now, Amosta just warned Lucius that this was not in line with his behavior. As a human being, unless Amosta didn't care about this, he had his own plans for Lucius Malfoy.

Respect is the prerequisite for getting along well with each other. No matter what Amosta thinks about Lucius Malfoy, it is best not to interfere.

After taking a deep look at Amosta, who looked expressionless, Dumbledore withdrew his gaze and knocked on the door in front of the two of them.

"Tonight's adventure ends here. There are plenty of rooms upstairs. You can choose whatever you like. If you want to eat something, just call Kreacher--"

Amosta had already left, and Dumbledore's Patronus had also disappeared. After chatting for a few more words, Sirius, who had experienced a fierce battle tonight, and whose robes were stained red with blood, finally couldn't hold on any longer. He had to go back to his room to deal with his injuries. After explaining, Sirius waved to everyone and dragged his tired body directly upstairs.

Bill and Charlie were also very tired. After waving to Harry, they hurried upstairs, followed closely by Fred and George. "Why don't you hurry up?"

Ron frowned and said while staring at his little sister.

"Where I am has nothing to do with you, Weasley!"

Ginny stared at Ron without showing any signs of weakness, but when she noticed Harry's hesitant expression, a hint of darkness flashed across her face.

"Ginny has the right to be where she wants to be, Ron."

After Hermione noticed Ginny's loss, she said to Ron angrily, but Ginny did not stay. She snorted contemptuously at Ron, strode up the stairs with her head held high, and disappeared from their sight. inside.

"I'm her brother!"

Ginny's attitude made Ron very angry, and his yelling could be heard throughout the first floor of the villa.

"Oh, come on, Weasley, shut your mouth—"

Hermione rolled her eyes and walked back into the garden.

Sirius's tent was indeed high-end. Just like the ceiling of the Great Hall of Hogwarts, it could reflect the scene outside. The three Harrys returned to their dining table seats in the garden, bathed in the starlight and enjoyed the scene after the battle. Comfortable.

In tonight's battle, both Harry and Hermione participated. Harry was in the most dangerous situation. He was whipped by Melanoff. If it weren't for that powerful black witch, he would probably be lying in St. Mungo's now. In the ward.

Hermione's clothes became tattered during the battle. She bought them at the Muggle mall with her parents during the summer vacation. Looking at the tears on her coat, Hermione's mood was not very high. She He took off his dusty coat and put it on the armrest. When he looked up, he saw Harry and Ron staring at the table with their heads down, thinking deeply.

Needless to say, Harry, the powerful dark witch and the shadow that was most likely Lord Voldemort that appeared later tonight were enough to give him a headache. Hermione was even more curious about what Ron was thinking about now.

"What are you thinking about, Mr. Weasley?"

"Oh, could you call me something else, Miss Granger?"

Ron also rolled his eyes, but then his expression turned dull again,
"I'm thinking"

After hesitating for a moment, Ron finally said what was on his mind.

"I quit Professor Blaine's course. Isn't this decision a little too hasty--"

Hermione's eyebrows were raised high, and Harry also raised his head, looking at Ron with slight surprise. Ron, who noticed his expression, said gloomily,

"Okay, I know you guys think I'm stupid!"

"What made you change your mind, Ron?" Hermione asked, pursing her lips.

Needless to say?Harry cursed in his mind.

At Hogwarts, no one would doubt that Professor Blaine is a powerful wizard. Even in the European wizarding community, the director of the Hogwarts Student Safety Office who single-handedly wiped out the Greyback gang is highly respected. But no one expected that Professor Brain could be so powerful. No, it should be said that no one could have imagined that the wizard's power could actually move mountains and reclaim seas.

Harry dared to bet his Firebolt that if Professor Blaine now recruited students from the entire wizarding world, even if he really taught Muggle sports at Hogwarts, there would be so many people coming to learn that the Quidditch pitch would be packed. No less. It's perfectly normal for Ron to feel regretful.

However, it was only tonight that Harry truly realized that Professor Blaine's training was not nonsense. Without the skills he had developed in physical education class, tonight, the dark wizard named Melanoff would have had it. His life.

Professor Brain has made it clear that he will no longer accept young wizards who have given up physical education classes to enter this course. Wizards like him cannot keep their words, so even if Ron regrets it again, it will not happen. method.Hermione's raised eyebrows slowly lowered. She didn't want to irritate Ron, so she turned her gaze to Harry.
"What about you, what are you thinking about, Harry?"



(End of this chapter)