Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 536 Lurking
After leaving a group of uninformed little wizards in the physical education classroom, Amosta's face immediately became calm, and a thunderous light flashed in his lavender eyes. He strode through the corridors in the castle. , walking towards the tower where Dumbledore's office is.

As soon as he stepped into the corridor connecting the small towers, Amosta's expression moved slightly, and he suddenly took a few steps back.

Just as he landed, a burst of extremely brilliant fire suddenly erupted in the dim, dark air in front of him. After the explosion of fire dissipated, Dumbledore and Fox suddenly appeared in front of him with serious expressions.

"Amosta--"

Dumbledore stepped out of the still-dispersed embers. His collar under his long, silver-white beard was a bit messy. He had obviously changed his clothes in a hurry after receiving the news.

"Have you received the news?" Dumbledore asked solemnly.

Amosta nodded slightly,

"Sirius sent me a letter and told me the general story. He also said that Kingsley also informed you of the news-"

"Remus has been brought back to the Ministry by Scrimgeour and is currently being detained by the Auror Office. He found an excuse to detain Remus with Delis to prevent them from using some illegal means against him. Remus' case is as follows The normal procedure should be reported to Amelia, but this matter was personally ordered by Connelly. I think Scrimgeour will definitely inform Cornelius Fudge. Before the matter can be determined, a proper response must be taken. Plan, otherwise.”

The vast world was filled with darkness. Dumbledore and Amostar were shrouded in the light of Fawkes, and they exchanged opinions quickly.

Dumbledore held his breath and concentrated. Amosta had not seen this expression on Dumbledore for a long time.

"--I'm afraid Remus will be imprisoned in Azkaban."

"Remus is following my instructions and I will not let him follow in Sirius' footsteps."

Amosta said calmly,
"This is exactly why I came to you. I hope you will leave this matter to me. No matter what, Cornelius Fudge must accept my favor. He will definitely not think that it is just to send Sirius away." Entering the Auror's office would have repaid the favor on the night of the Quidditch final, but if we intervened in this matter together, it would put a lot of pressure on Cornelius Fudge and make him lose his last support in his heart. The Minister of Magic who has lost his mind will cause us a lot of trouble."

"You've got a good feel for Connelly, Amosta--"

Dumbledore was stunned, obviously not expecting Amosta to ask him to stay out of it, but after thinking deeply, he had to admit that Amosta's proposal was reasonable. After a little hesitation, Dumbledore was cautious. asked,
"Are you sure you can handle this properly, Amosta?"

Dumbledore emphasized the word 'appropriately'. He was obviously worried not only about whether Amosta could fish out Remus, but also that the methods should not be excessive and that the Ministry of Magic should not be dismantled.

"Don't worry-" Amosta nodded calmly, "Nothing will go wrong with Remus or the Ministry of Magic."

"I'll lend you Fox, Amosta—"

Even though he had reservations about Amosta's statement that there would be no problems, in this matter, it was indeed more appropriate for Amosta to come forward. Dumbledore finally agreed to Amosta's plan. He saw that He glanced at Fox hovering above his head and said to Amosta,

"The most important thing now is to buy time. Fox can help you--"

"Thank you -" Amosta followed suit. After saying, "Wait for my news," he and Fox disappeared into the flames of the explosion, leaving Dumbledore standing alone on the wind and rain corridor, frowning. Staring at the rising darkness outside the castle.

London, Diagon Alley.

The popularity of Diagon Alley after dark is not much less than during the day. Although most locals do not spend time here after dark, foreign wizards who come here for sightseeing and tourism fill the gap.The entrances of Ollivander's, Jumping Magic Joke Goods Store, and Eela Owl Shop are still crowded with wizards who come here to visit them.

In addition, the station in Diagon Alley was also bustling with people.The train from Skyline stopped at the station, and the cargo boxes were opened. Workers who had been waiting for a long time swarmed forward and quickly unloaded boxes of raw materials for making magic goods from the carriages and put them into the carriages that transported the goods.

On both sides of the railway, a wizard with a stern expression stood at regular intervals. They held a wand and their sharp eyes constantly scanned the crowded platform, alerting them to any suspicious persons.These raw materials are vital to the production of various magical goods.First of all, these raw materials are expensive, and secondly, their ingredients need to be kept strictly confidential because they involve commercial confidentiality.

The wizards supervising the work beside the railway did not come from the same family. Their robes were embroidered with different shapes of patterns, which were the emblems of their respective families.

Under the urging, these workers became very efficient. In just over an hour, all the raw materials loaded with goods were put on the carriage.

The station opened a special freight channel, and the sturdy horses breathed out fiery breaths. They patted the orderly queue and pulled the goods out of the platform one by one.The workers were still waiting for the next train to arrive, while the wizards who oversaw the work hurriedly found their carriages, sat on the roof of the carriages, and escorted the goods to the factory.This was a brief chaotic process during the orderly unloading process. Everyone was paying attention to the goods leaving the site. No one noticed that under the train chassis, there was a shadow swimming quietly under the moonlight and covered by dark clouds. Entered the territory of a carriage.
Diagon Alley is not just a wizarding commercial street, but a complex and huge building complex.

There are businesses, homes, black markets and factories here.

The carriage convoy leaving the train station took to the main road. They traveled for a while, and when they were still half a mile away from the downtown area, they quickly diverged and disappeared into different narrow alleys under the cover of night.

The sound of the wooden wheels rolling across the stone road was stiff and mechanical. Coupled with the rickety frame and the dark night, even the alert guards couldn't help but start fighting, but that road The dark shadow lurking in the carriage area - those eyes are always alert.

The carriage was always in the maze-like alley, and it finally slowed down after about an hour.

Normal people would never imagine that there would be such a spacious factory land among the vast and crowded buildings in Diagon Alley when viewed from above. In fact, such factories are not uncommon in Diagon Alley, but they are They are all protected by powerful magic, and people who don't know the truth can't tell them from the outside.

There was no sign outside the gate of the factory where the convoy stopped, only a towering iron gate comparable to the entrance to the Hogwarts campus.

The carriages stopped one after another, and the overseers and wizards on top of each carriage jumped down from the top of the carriage in unison, standing silently beside the carriage.

A guy who looked like the foreman had a brief exchange with a group of wizards waiting in front of the gate, reporting on the escort process. Although nothing happened, the wizards guarding the gate did not relax their vigilance. They started from the carriage at the front. To begin, one vehicle after another was inspected.

The inspection is carried out very carefully. They will open the carriage and get into the carriage whose space is enlarged many times to check whether there are any hidden persons. Of course, they will not let go of the bottom of the carriage.

A wizard guarding the factory came to the carriage where the lurking person was. He searched the carriage as usual. After finding nothing, he leaned down and squinted his eyes to check the chassis of the carriage. His sharp eyes did not miss a single detail. However, the uneven The chassis was clearly visible, and there was nothing wrong with it. So, the wizard who inspected let the carriage go and checked backwards, but he ignored it. When he straightened up, he gasped heavily and there was an extremely slight exhalation sound. Mixed in it.

The inspection was completed, and with the creaking of the door opening, the convoy that had stayed for a long time set off again.

The convoy drove into the factory and drove through the empty factory area, which contained only one factory building and a newly built office building. Not far away, another group of workers were already ready to unload the goods.

The lurker knew that he had to leave. When the carriage drove through a bush, taking advantage of another dark cloud covering the moonlight, and the moment when the escorting wizard relaxed when he saw that the end was about to arrive, he submerged into the bush.

The quiet factory area became lively, and the sound of shouting and honoring instructions sounded from time to time. The lurker retracted his gaze and turned to look at the office building with a few lights on. The thick clouds in the sky happened to disperse at this time, and the bright moonlight Sprinkle it on the office building.

Floo-Pow

The huge, dark gold nameplate shimmered in the moonlight.



(End of this chapter)