Hogwarts Homecoming

Compared with the days when I was running around here and there some time ago, although I couldn't relax in the past few days after returning to Hogwarts, I was much more comfortable than before.

Now, Amosta has one more job every day, which is to check the mail sent to Hogwarts students and professors. He does not open the packages to check. For a person with huge mental power and acumen, For an intuitive magician, whether something is dangerous is just a matter of taking a quick glance.

But this still takes up Amosta's hour before breakfast every day, because there are so many things sent to Hogwarts every day.

He has indeed gained something. Basically every day he can find something that is not suitable for school. Most of them are from Slytherin. Students in this house are sometimes not able to accurately distinguish between prank products and dangerous black products. Where to draw the line between magic items.

Without Professor Blaine, the fun of physical education class would be reduced by half. This is the consensus of all physical education students.

After he came back, the students' practice of escaping from adversity began again. Most people behaved the same as before. This is not surprising. This is a practice that has been performed countless times. The education of finding experience in failure, even Amosta himself, does not have good experience to impart, and can only rely on them to figure it out on their own.

However, Hermione's performance was somewhat more impressive than before.

In order to help her resist the erosion of the curse, he and Dumbledore's magic stayed in Hermione's body for a period of time. Of course, it is certainly impossible for a wizard to easily absorb the magic of another wizard because of this situation, but he and Dumbledore Lido's magic power was too powerful, and some weak magic power could not avoid 'eroding' her body.

Moreover, because she was in a state where magic power was consumed to the limit for a long time, this stimulated Hermione's body to absorb more magic power to nourish her 'depleted' body.

Now, the power of magic used by Hermione is obviously higher than before, and the crisis between life and death has made her nerves tougher, which makes up for some of her shortcomings in dueling, an ancient and never outdated skill. Talent shortcomings.

Speaking of Dumbledore, since he had that conversation in Frank and Alice's soul corridor, Dumbledore obviously had some guesses.

However, this guess was too incredible, and Amosta himself said at the time that those statements were just his conjectures. Dumbledore was still not sure whether it was his illusion. In the days after returning, Amosta could feel that Dumbledore always restrained his desire to get to the bottom of things when facing him. After all, this was more wonderful than any magic.

There is still a quarter of an hour before nine o'clock in the evening, and it is still a while before the time stipulated by the school to return to the dormitory, but there are not many young wizards wandering on various floors of the castle, and most of them are about to face OWLS level wizards in June. Fifth grade students taking exams.

In the office, Amosta closed the letter in his hand and looked at the small flames flickering in the fireplace, slightly lost in thought.

In a letter from Remus, he told him that he would come to Hogwarts to watch the second game the day after tomorrow. At that time, he hoped to talk to him about their plans to expand the Alchemy Workshop business in the United States.

But Amosta thought that Remus might not be just because of this. Maybe he got some reminders from Sirius. Of course, it was also possible that he had noticed something himself. This is not impossible, Remus. Si himself is a careful wizard with a keen sense of smell.

But that was okay, he just had something that could trouble him. Originally, he had planned to ask Sirius, who had already confirmed that he would come to watch the game, to help, and Remus was undoubtedly more suitable.

He hurriedly wrote a reply, asking Remus to arrive at Hogwarts before nine o'clock tomorrow night. Enter Hogwarts through the secret passage that the "Big Four" often used when they were students, and do not be discovered by anyone.

After sealing the letter, Amosta left his office and walked down the third-floor corridor toward the stairs.

He paused in front of Moody's office door for a few seconds, looking sideways at the closed door.

The wall could not block Amosta's sight. He saw a human-shaped magic silhouette sitting motionless on the chair behind the desk. There was a lifeless energy in the magic power.

For people in the office, the walls cannot block the sight of the wonderful magic eyeballs.

Across two walls, the two people looked at each other. Then, Moody looked away as if he was burned, while Amosta took another step and walked towards the stairs expressionlessly.

As if they sensed that Professor Brain was in a bad mood, the little wizards they met along the way stepped aside one after another, lowering their heads and not even daring to say hello.

Even the mischievous Peeves quickly ducked into an empty classroom in the corridor on the fourth floor after meeting him on the stairs, hiding behind the door panel and sticking out his tongue and making faces in the direction Professor Brain left.

The strong wind on the top of the tower blew the robes of Amosta, who had already sent the letter and faced the silent darkness flowing like smoke and water, but he remained unmoved and stood silently with him. The towering mountains faced each other in the endless darkness, until the lights of the castle were extinguished one after another, until finally only the small tower where Dumbledore was sitting was still lit.

A gray owl in the shed saw Amosta standing in the corridor outside. It fluttered its wings and flew into the air. It kept hovering above his head and looked at him curiously.

The rustle of his wing feathers against the strong wind woke Amosta up, and he smiled at the owl.

"Actually, I can also fly."

Amosta said with a smile. The next second, under the "shocked" gaze of the gray owl, he jumped on the wall, and then jumped into the abyss.

The discomfort of sudden weightlessness made Amosta squint his eyes, but as the speed increased rapidly, a feeling of 'freedom' filled his heart. In a daze, he seemed to experience some of the things Dumbledore had said to him. As I said, the soul is free from the body and exists in the material world.

But before Amosta could fully appreciate this intoxicating feeling, the earth had zoomed in rapidly in his field of vision. Amosta immediately became blurred and traced a half-moon-shaped trajectory in mid-air. Passing by the restored verdant grassland that had been bent in the strong wind, in the blink of an eye it was suspended above the shores of the Black Lake.

"What was the noise just now?"

The three people under the invisibility cloak stopped. Harry grabbed the edge of the invisibility cloak to prevent it from being blown away by the howling wind. He raised his head and looked at the boundless night in confusion.

"Maybe an owl."

Hermione also noticed the movement just now, and she guessed,

"Owls like to be active at night. They may come out to catch mice. Crookshanks also likes to do this. Don't waste time, Harry, I can't waste the whole night here. I have to go back and make up for it later. Professor Flitwick's Papers."

"Then at least you have to come out of the lake alive."

It was a cold spring, and the cold wind in the middle of the night made Ron shudder. He grabbed Harry and Hermione's robes and continued walking forward, shivering and saying,

"I think you must be crazy, Hermione, why can't you try it during the day instead of at night?"

"oh--"

Hermione's cheeks flushed in the dark,

"I can't be seen by others. You understand, Ron, according to my own ideas, I originally planned to turn myself into a fish or an otter or something, but the time was too short, and my understanding of advanced transformation was not thorough enough. , barely able to grow a tail."

There was silence by the lake for a few seconds, and then, the two boys under the invisibility cloak burst out laughing at the same time.

"You're telling me," Harry suppressed a smile, "that you're going to be a mermaid?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Harry received a heavy elbow on his ribs, and the pain almost made him suffocate.

"Not a mermaid!"

said Hermione, clearly annoyed that Harry thought of her as one of those livid-skinned, ugly creatures.

"I couldn't make myself grow gills, which involved more complicated changes. In fact, I found another way, the Bubble Charm, which gave me air under water. I only came into contact with it in the sixth grade. When I was learning advanced transfiguration spells, I realized that maybe the upper-level spell books could help me solve my dilemma, so I looked through them."

"Since the Bubble Curse is like this,"

Harry's experience made Ron suppress his smile and said seriously,

"Why do you have to go to the trouble of growing a fish tail when this spell allows you to breathe underwater?"

"Oh, that's because--"

Hermione said in a dull tone, unhappy,

"I'm not very good at swimming, you know, Ron, this will make me swim faster underwater."