Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 493
The sunny weather in St. Catchpore Village finally ended on the second day before the end of the summer vacation. The rain began to fall in a drizzle at night. When Harry and his party went out, the light rain had turned into a torrential downpour, and the Stoat Mountain was in the sky. Only a vague outline remained in the gloomy rain curtain.

Mr. Weasley went to work, and Mrs. Weasley took all the remaining children to Diagon Alley to buy things they would need for the next school year. The house was empty, except for a ticking sound in the corner of the kitchen. Rainwater seeped into the house.

call--
Suddenly, the fireplace with the remaining shining ashes suddenly became hot, and a swirling green flame burst out of the dark frame of the fireplace. In the gorgeous flames, Sirius and Remus revealed their true bodies.

Lupine, who has lived in St. Mungo's for more than half a month, looks paler than before. He walks with a soft and weak pace, as if he will fall if a gust of wind blows - this is not because he is in Quebec. The reason why he was too seriously injured on the night of the Diqi finals was because he had undergone a transformation in St. Mungo's a few days ago. Although he now had enough Galleons to buy Wolfsbane Potion, there was nothing he could do with the Wolfsbane Potion. Help him completely get rid of the weak period after transformation.

Sirius did not return to the Burrow during this period because he was taking care of Remus who was ill.

There was a strange caution on Sirius's face. As soon as he appeared in the house, he looked around the living room and listened to the sounds upstairs.

"They're not home, Sirius-"

Looking at Sirius' strange appearance, Remus' dry, pale lips formed a smile.

"How would you know?"

Sirius stood up straight and asked curiously, but Remus did not speak and just pointed to the clock on one wall of the living room.

"Oh--"

Sirius's expression immediately relaxed. He walked to the table carelessly, pulled out the stool and sat down. Then he poured a glass of water from the still warm teapot and drank it in one gulp. Then he breathed a long sigh of relief, and his brows and eyes were clear again. Out of anger,

"Disobedient, acting nonsense. I clearly forbid him from going out!"

"School starts the day after tomorrow. I guess Molly is taking the children to Diagon Alley to buy things-" Remus also sat down. He tried the temperature of the teapot and was a little dissatisfied. Then, he took out the He took out his wand and waved it at the teapot, and not long after, the long-necked spout sprayed out a stream of mist.

Looking at the gloomy expression on Sirius' eyebrows through the mist, Remus smiled helplessly.

"You still haven't forgiven Harry, have you?"

"Look what he did that night, Remus!" Sirius was like a firecracker, ignited by the topic brought up by Remus.

After a month, the dark skin caused by the wind and sun at sea has improved a lot, but when Remus mentioned Harry, Sirius's face was still completely dark.
"The most dangerous riot in more than a decade has not completely subsided, and the most fierce duel in half a century has just come to an end. I have clearly warned them not to leave the tent privately, but look at what they have done. With James Mu's invisibility cloak ran back to the field to find the wand, and then encountered the Dark Mark!

Oh, yeah, Barty Crouch's elf was caught, but we all know a Crouch kind of guy would never teach his elf how to become the Dark Mark, and I bet that night The real murderer must be lurking in the box, Remus. If Arthur and the others hadn't reacted so quickly and Harry and the others hadn't had time to run into the box, the three of them would have died there! "

Remus wanted to say something, but Sirius, who had taken a breath, started chattering again,

"But he still refused to admit his mistake and said that I was not qualified to teach him a lesson because I did more ridiculous things than him when I was at Hogwarts!"

Remus pursed his lips, with a smile on his lips.
"Objectively speaking, Harry is right. Have you noticed, Sirius, the way you nag Harry is a bit like Molly when she criticized Fred and George?"

Sirius was stunned for a moment, and after a moment, he lowered his head and said dejectedly,
"But he should at least inform me, shouldn't he?"

"They must have considered it before leaving. At least Hermione would have brought it up, but Harry convinced her. I think Harry's reason was that he didn't want to disturb your rest. After all, you also experienced an abnormality that night. A tough duel.”

Sirius was silent, but his expression finally became much gentler.

"Avoiding isn't going to solve the problem, Sirius, I think you should find a chance to talk to -"

boom!
Suddenly, there was an unusual sound amidst the rapid and boring sound of falling rain. Remus stopped talking and looked out the door in surprise. Sirius also raised his head, his expression became nervous again, "They are back?"

"Impossible-" Remus stood up and walked towards the back door and said, "Molly can't apparate with so many children. Arthur must be working overtime. Take out the wand, Sirius, at this time It’s not peaceful—”

Remus was right. Sirius immediately stood up smartly, took out his wand and followed quickly. The two of them ducked behind the door and stared at the door panel warily. Just as Remus was about to ask, something came from outside the door. A soft voice mixed with a smile,
"The two fools with wands behind the door, can you help open the door? It's raining heavily outside, and my robe is almost soaked—"

Remus and Sirius behind the door suddenly widened their eyes in surprise!
"Why are you the only ones here, where are the others?"

With Amosta joining in, the dark living room became more popular. He used magic to steam dry the water stains on his robe. Amosta, who looked a little tired with his eyebrows, held the tea cup and his eyes wandered around the room. He was very It was easy to find that the Weasley family, including Harry and Hermione who were staying here, were not here.

"Probably followed Molly to Diagon Alley to buy something—" Remus said. He looked Amosta up and down, and suddenly asked coldly,
"The Daily Prophet said that you assisted the Ministry of Magic in arresting the dark witch. How did you do it?"

Amosta raised his eyebrows but said nothing.

"--I mean, I didn't hear the wind. Another earth-shattering duel broke out somewhere." Remus stared at Amosta curiously.

"Oh--"

After mentally praising Remus's keenness, Amosta smiled and said,

"You all know that I took away her wand on the night of the Quidditch final. It was the source of her power. Without that wand, her level was not as good as before."

"very impressive--"

Looking at Amosta, who had calm eyes but a very young face next to him, Sirius said enthusiastically,

"When I was at St. Mungo's, I heard from an injured slugger that many people were already recommending you to be the next Minister of Magic or the Headmaster of Hogwarts, and there were many weird organizations that proposed to you. An invitation was sent. But so far, there has been no response from you.”

"Actually—"

Amosta took a sip of tea and smiled.
"I have accepted the invitation of the International Federation of Wizards to serve as Vice President."

"International Federation of Wizards—" Remus blinked, "Why did you accept their invitation? I mean, in most cases, this organization will not play any role."

"Maybe, but I think I may need this name in the future-" Amosta said vaguely, and then he looked at Sirius,
"School is about to start. Because of the Triwizard Tournament next school year, I planned to go back to Hogwarts today to make some preparations, but before I left, I thought about you. Someone told me that you were taking care of Remus at St. Mungo's, but I When I went there, I found that you had already left, so I guessed that you would probably return to the Burrow—"

"My matter?" Sirius opened his mouth and asked in confusion, "Do you need any help from me, Amosta?"

Amosta curled his pursed lips and rolled his eyes upward.

"On the night of the Quidditch final, before I went to the Ministry of Magic, you said you wanted to talk to me alone, and now you have forgotten about it?"





(End of this chapter)