Hogwarts Homecoming

In the melodious and comfortable sea breeze, what Amosta said with a calm expression made Sirius terrified.

"What do you mean, Amostar?"

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Sirius suddenly realized that he seemed to have asked Amosta so many times tonight, but then he threw the question out of his mind with a solemn expression,

"Suddenly disappear. What on earth are you planning?"

Amostar didn't answer this question, he just smiled slightly, and looked at Azkaban again.

Seeing his appearance, Sirius knew that he might not be able to ask any questions. He stared at Amosta's side face. The young man who was obviously only in his early twenties had a look on his face that didn't match his age. Perseverance. And the "thickness" of the eyes is not something he can see through.

"You're amazing, Amosta—"

Sirius sighed, patted Amostar on the shoulder and said,

"I can't think of any wizard at your age who can have such powerful magic power as you, even Dumbledore probably can't, but I hope you understand-this is also the inspiration from Azkaban's twelve years of imprisonment. , Remus, Dumbledore, ah, and Snape, we are all your friends. Even Voldemort has a bunch of Death Eaters, understand, Amosta, if you need help."

The soft starlight sprinkled on Amosta's body, softening the outline of his side face a lot.

"I don't want to be lectured by you, Sirius."

Amostar jokingly diverted the subject, and he interrupted what Sirius said next,

"I'm going to Azkaban, that place has too much influence on you, so you wait here for me."

"Are you still going up?"

Sirius frowned,

"Could it be that the memory we experienced just now didn't solve your doubts? You want to go to the underground ruins, but how do you plan to get in? Ravenclaw's crown is in your hands."

With Sirius watching worriedly, Amostar soared into the sky until he was out of sight.

The wait always feels extremely long.

For several hours, Sirius stood on the dilapidated deck, staring in the direction of Azkaban with worried eyes, but there was no movement as silent as an abyss.

Indeed, Amostar's skill is extraordinary. If he were to explore other places, Sirius would not feel so worried, but after traveling in the memory of the Hogwarts giants, Sirius knew that Azkaban far more dangerous than people think

It wasn't until the starlight dimmed, and the morning sun in the distant sky was about to rise, that a shadow that was fast approaching against the sea made Sirius heave a long sigh of relief.

"Well, did you encounter any accidents?"

When the ghostly shadow turned back to its original form on the deck, Sirius immediately went up to meet him. He looked at Amosta for a few times, and he was relieved when he didn't find that Amosta had been persecuted. Looking into Amosta's eyes, he suddenly froze for a moment,

"your eyes--"

"Is it the original color again?"

Amosta seemed to be in a good mood, he touched the corner of his eyes with his fingertips, and said with a smile.

"Okay, it's fine—"

Sirius didn't ask whether Amosta really opened the underground secret realm because of Ravenclaw's crown, nor did he ask what Amosta had done in the past few hours. Shrugged his shoulders and said.

But suddenly, Sirius' mood lifted again,

"It's over, right? Does this mean we can go back, oh, Harry must be waiting for me to pick him up for the Quidditch World Cup, how about it, Amosta, do you want to go together?" , let's pick up Harry first, Remus is probably getting impatient waiting in the old house, he and Kreacher can't get along together, we agreed before going to the Weasleys for a few days, and then Take this group of little guys to watch the Quidditch World Cup!"

Sirius looked at Amosta eagerly, hoping that he would agree, but was disappointed, Amosta shook his head slowly,

"I don't like places that are too noisy. For the rest of the summer vacation, if there is no accident, I will probably stay in the old house. I need time to think about the memory we experienced."

It took Amosta and Sirius more than 20 days to reach this sea area. Of course, the return journey does not need to be so complicated. They can use the port key to transfer to Old John’s house. After that, Amosta can take Sirius with him. Form back to London.

Their current location is within the range of magic guarding Azkaban. The powerful magic here invalidates all teleportation magic. Amosta uses magic to control the rotten ship that is completely unable to move spontaneously and slowly floats out of this place. sea ​​area.

Just as he expected.

Although they broke through the barrier again and left, it also caused some movement, but compared with the situation when they broke in, it could only be regarded as a mild wind and a drizzle.

After getting rid of Azkaban completely, the last trace of gloom on Sirius' brow disappeared, and he lay on the side of the ship enjoying the pleasant sea breeze, waiting for Amostar to fetch the Portkey from the cabin.

Suddenly, a snow owl hovering high in the sky swooped down, and a sharp phantom was drawn across the air. When Sirius realized that the bird might be coming towards him, the snow owl had already pounced in front of him , flapping his cheeks with flapping wings.

"Oh, don't—"

Sirius staggered back a few steps. He frowned as he watched the snow owl who had suffered a lot and was staring at him angrily, as if he was about to pounce on him at any moment and peck him fiercely. After a while, he suddenly exclaimed,

"Come on, Amosta! It's Harry's owl, it seems to be called Hemingway!"

"It's Hedwig--"

Amostar, who walked out of the cabin with the portkey, shook his head slightly when he heard it.

"What did I say!"

Sirius looked quite complacent,

"Harry must be getting impatient at the Muggle's house, he can't wait for me to pick him up, oh, speaking of which, this owl is so clever that it managed to find it here!"

For Sirius, the greatest happiness may be to be needed by Harry.

He comforted Hedwig repeatedly, and when he got the letter, he happily opened it in front of Amosta and read it impatiently, and as the slightly immature handwriting on it jumped into his eyes one after another, Xiao Sirius' joyful expression gradually disappeared, and a trace of solemnity crept up on the brows,

"Perhaps you should read this letter, Amostar."

Harry's owl also sent him a letter. Amosta was feeding Hedwig with small fish from the sea. Hearing what Sirius said, he shifted his gaze and immediately noticed that there was probably something wrong with it. Something bad happened.

"What's wrong?"

As Amosta asked, he took the letter paper without hesitation, and read it at a glance.

"What do you think, Amostar?"

Sirius observed Amosta's expression and asked softly,

"Harry's scar is not an ordinary scar, is it? Harry said that the last time it hurt was when Voldemort was near him. It should be impossible for Voldemort to appear near the Muggle family where Harry boarded, right? Dumbledore's The magic protects him, he can't find Harry at all, can't he--"

"Harry probably didn't tell everything."

Staring at the carefully written words on the paper, Amosta narrowed his eyes slightly. He suddenly heard the conversation with Dumbledore before this departure, and he had to feel a little admiration.

Not long after Dumbledore gave him a warning, something strange appeared on Harry's side.

Putting down the letter paper, Amosta said calmly,

"Harry's scar is indeed unusual. It represents a secret connection between him and the wizard who gave him this scar. It does need to be treated with caution. Well, I will accompany you to Privet Drive , ask Harry face to face if there is anything else he hasn't said clearly, and I suggest you write a letter to Dumbledore and tell--"

Hey!

At this moment, another gray owl came from a distance and flew directly at the ship. Like Hedwig, this owl has messy feathers, and it seems that it has been struggling in this sea area for some days.

The letter was addressed to Amosta, and it was written by Cacus Foley.

"Sorry, Sirius—"

Opening the letter and scanning his eyes, Amosta's eyes suddenly became sharp,

"Harry's affairs can only be inquired by yourself. If there is any new situation, write to me at any time. There is something that I must personally investigate—"