Homecoming from Hogwarts

Waiting is the most painful thing.

Although the evening dance was scheduled for eight o'clock, at early five o'clock, little wizards were already coming out of the tower or basement and waiting anxiously in the auditorium.

Now, the focus is on the auditorium where they sit.

"They are not planning to hold a banquet just like this, are they?"

Ernie MacMillan of Hufflepuff raised his head and looked up in the air, his brows furrowed sharply, and he said to Justin Finch-Fletchley beside him.

Similar remarks appear frequently in crowded auditoriums.

The deep starry sky that is common in summer does not appear on the ceiling of the auditorium, but its original appearance. Even the lighting candles floating in the air during meals are not as numerous as before, but only the number that can illuminate is maintained. This undoubtedly made the students feel a great sense of disparity. They looked around in confusion, unable to believe that the school was just coping with their long-awaited Christmas dance.

When the time approached six o'clock, the faculty and staff began to appear in the young wizard's field of vision one after another. Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout immediately gathered around a circle of students, and the students were asking questions. What was going on, but the two professors still just smiled and kept silent, as if they wanted to keep it secret to the end.

Draco, who was wearing a black velvet high-collar dress robe, looked around and didn't notice Professor Blaine appearing here, so he turned his attention to Professor Snape, who was standing there lazily with the same clothes as usual. , after thinking about it, he walked over and asked,

"What's going on, Professor?"

Draco raised his chin,

"Is it possible that without the financial support of the Malfoy family, Hogwarts has become so shabby?"

"It's Amosta—"

Snape glanced at Draco, who was tall and straight in front of him, and Pansy, who was wearing a light pink robe and was close to Draco, and said indifferently,

"He's up to something new, don't ask me, Draco, he wants us to keep it a secret-"

Professor Snape could not keep his voice down, so his words quickly spread among the young wizards. People were whispering and curiously discussing what Professor Brain was planning to do. If there were good people, they would even go together to find him. Professor Blaine inquired.

But Amosta, who is being talked about a lot, is not that free.

Although the banquet is an internal event, the main personnel of the Ministry of Magic who initiated this movement still have to participate, and as the representative of Hogwarts, he should come out to welcome it.

Percy showed up in his office just after lunch, chattering excitedly to him all afternoon, and after he followed Professor Blaine's instructions and asked his dad to take him to visit friends in the Ministry, he was at work changes in.

"Those annoying little things are gone!" Percy cheerfully repeated the same words for the seventh time.

"I'm glad you're good at your job, Percy, but now that we're off I'm afraid there must be a lot of people in the Great Hall waiting for me to show up -"

Amosta had already put on a slim-fitting navy blue dress. He looked very upright. Coupled with his trimmed hairstyle and handsome features with a bit of sharpness, even Percy saw him coming from behind the desk. After Professor Blaine stood up on the stool, he felt a sense of surprise in his heart.

"Okay, Professor—"

Percy smacked his lips with unfinished content and followed Professor Blaine out of his office.

"As for the proposal I mentioned to you last time, Ms. Bones's proposal to increase the team of batters, oh, although Ms. Umbridge refuted the suggestion, Ms. Bones was firm and she insisted on her suggestion. , now the minister’s office has sent an inquiry to Mr. Crouch. Minister Fudge wants to know Mr. Crouch’s suggestions. Professor, how should I deal with this matter? Do you think I need to write to Mr. Crouch for advice? "

Percy still asked tirelessly for advice.

A ray of strange light flashed through Amosta's eyes.

If you were to ask how the real Barty Crouch would judge this matter, it's hard to say, but the man in Barty's house now would probably not agree.

"I think you should support Ms. Bones' proposal, Percy--"

When they turned the corner on the second floor, Amosta thought for a moment and said,

"Old Barty has been fighting dark wizards his whole life. He would like to see the Ministry increase its support for the fight against evil."

"You are right, Professor!"

Percy's eyes immediately shone and he nodded in recognition.

Looking at Percy who was mumbling excitedly, Amosta curled up the corners of his mouth secretly. I warned you, if you want to engage in politics, you can't be so naive.

"Oh, Amosta!"

As soon as we got down to the second floor, excited calls came from the corridor.

It was Ludo Bagman, who was walking this way, accompanied by Professor McGonagall.

"You're simply radiant!"

Ludo strode towards Amosta. He didn't seem to see Percy's secret contempt for him. He only had Amosta in his eyes, and he said with a grin.

"Thank you, Ludo--"

With a smile on his face, Amosta took a few glances at Ludo Bagman, who was wearing a bright purple robe.

"You seem to be in a good mood, Ludo. What good happened to you?"

"Oh, hehe, you are the roundworm in my belly, Amosta!"

Ludo put his arm around Amosta's shoulders, and then turned to Professor McGonagall, who was looking at Percy with pleased eyes.

"Sorry, Minerva. Oh, and Percy, I plan to share some secrets with Amosta. Can you give us some private space?"

Professor McGonagall glanced at Amosta, and after getting the hint, she nodded,

"If you please, Ludo. Come with me, Percy, and we'll go to the auditorium. Professor Karkaroff and Madame Maxime are probably already there—"

Ludo watched Percy and Professor McGonagall go downstairs until he could no longer hear Professor McGonagall's voice asking Percy how his life was in the world. Then he turned to look at Amosta, who had a helpless look on his face.

"Don't be so gloomy, Amosta—" Ludo said cheerfully, "I plan to tell you something good!"

"Hope it's a good thing, Ludo, but hurry up--"

Amosta sighed slightly, being dragged behind a tapestry by Ludo.

"Well, Amosta, in order to thank you for your tolerance and generosity in the first half of the year. I mean, when we went to Paris together, I want to share some precious news with you, oh, I said Every word is worth a handful of galleons!"

"You're welcome, Ludo, please say--"

Amosta, who had known this for a long time, had no expression on his face.

Ludo did not speak. Instead, he carefully poked his head out of the tapestry. After carefully observing the surrounding movements, he retracted his head when he found nothing wrong and said in a low voice,

"I have some inside information, Amosta, ahem, some friends told me--"

Ludo looked at Amosta, his eyes flashing with excitement,

"You must know that the goblins who got the rights to broadcast the tournament set up a handicap in Paris to bet on who would win the Triwizard Tournament. A group of Germans planned to bet a large sum of gold galleons on the one from Minerva Academy. The little girl who was very vocal about winning the championship couldn't finish the game. The amount they brought out was not a small amount. Amosta, once this group officially ends the game, people will follow suit. By then, Granger's winning rate will definitely be The goblins choose the sky, if, if!”

Ludo squeezed Amosta's arm tightly, his voice trembled,

"We can face off against that group of Germans, as long as you can ensure that Granger completes the game smoothly, Amosta, just think about it, Amosta, gold galleons will fill your office!"

Amosta's face was gloomy, he stared at Ludo Bagman for a long time, and there was a coldness in his soft voice,

"In my opinion, Ludo, Azkaban is more suitable for you--"

With that said, Amosta planned to leave.

Then, Ludo refused to let him go, still holding his arm with earnest eyes,

"You don't agree with this plan, Amosta, okay, okay, I really don't understand, gold delivered to your door."

After taking a few deep breaths, Ludo shouted,

"At least for the sake of us being friends, Amosta, please lend me some money. I swear on my Hornets uniform that as long as I win, I will return it to you with interest!"

(End of this chapter)