Hogwarts: Becoming the White Lord from Breathing

Chapter 72 Amelia Bones

During the summer vacation, Damon only stayed in the welfare home for three days before he felt a little tired.

After getting used to the existence of magic, he was asked to pick up things with his hands, could not fly in the air with a broom when he was free, and could not use a magic wand to make whatever he wanted to eat - it felt like his hands and feet were tied, which was very inconvenient.

“It is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.”

Damon sighed and said goodbye to the dean on the morning of the fourth day. After this farewell, he didn't know when they would see each other again.

He doesn't belong here.

Dimon realizes this wholeheartedly.

He secretly added vitality potion to everyone's diet for three days, but after he left, he had to take it all back - it was impossible for the remaining potion to cause an accident after he left, which would never happen to him.

Damon got into his private car and headed for Amelia Bones's residence - he and Susan Bones had agreed to meet on this day, and she was happy to introduce him to the Director of the Department of Magical Enforcement. It was said that she was also very interested in Damon, the emerging master of Transfiguration.

Three hours later, Damon got out of the car and saw two ladies in formal attire waiting for her at the door - Susan had come from her own home in advance for this purpose.

"Damon!"

He was wearing a casual suit today. The exquisite style and lines set off his handsomeness, making him look like a little crown prince from the royal family.

Susan felt a little dizzy just watching Damon get out of the car.

"Hello, Susan, hello, Ms. Burns."

Damon saluted the two men one after another.

Amelia Burns wore a simple white shirt, tight-fitting trousers, and a pair of teardrop-shaped earrings on her ears.

At this moment, she was looking at Damon with a stern face, but judging from the light in her eyes, Damon gave her a good first impression.

The three of them sat down in the yard. Susan sat closer to Damon. Without even looking at the black tea in front of her, she curiously asked Damon about the details in the corridor and room.

Damon smiled and recounted the story of Harry and the other two's adventures, which was full of twists and turns, like a story. When Susan heard that Ron had decided to sacrifice himself to win the King's Chess game, she exclaimed, "I didn't expect him to be so brave."

Amelia sat on the side, looking at the two of them gently, but not in a hurry to speak - she was quietly observing the ring on Damon's hand.

For some reason, the ring gave her a familiar feeling.

But soon, Damon's next words caught her attention.

"In fact, there is a final, dangerous part to this story, but after discussing it with Headmaster Dumbledore, we decided to leave it out.

This is also the second reason why I came here today."

Damon put down the tea, looked at Susan and smiled:

"This is a secret that shouldn't be told. I hope you can keep it a secret for me and not tell anyone else, okay?"

Susan nodded repeatedly.

Damon turned his gaze towards Amelia for the first time and said seriously, "In the last level, I met Professor Quirrell, who was trying to find the Philosopher's Stone. I recognized him as the mysterious figure who attacked the unicorns in the Forbidden Forest. During the fierce battle, he revealed a second human face at the back of his head. It had no nose and was pale and decayed."

Amelia's already upright posture became even straighter, and her eyes trembled as she looked at Damon - she thought it was just a relaxing tea party, how could such a horrifying secret be brought out.

"Yes, Voldemort is not dead yet. He possessed Professor Quirrell. Although I defeated him, his soul has not dissipated. I don't know where it has gone."

"You're talking about—the mysterious man—"

Susan covered her mouth with her hands, too frightened to speak—her brother had died the last time Voldemort came to power.

Amelia's expression tightened, and as her mentality changed, her already serious demeanor took on an infinite amount of majesty. She leaned slightly towards Damon and said solemnly:

"Master White, this is not something to be taken lightly."

If it was not Damon who said this, but other first-year wizards, she would definitely laugh it off and not take it seriously at all.

Voldemort has disappeared for so many years. Although the public has long believed that he is dead, the fear he left behind still lurks deeply in the hearts of everyone who has experienced that period.

"Professor Dumbledore and I share the same view. If that doesn't convince you—"

Damon looked around but couldn't find what he was looking for. "If you have a Pensieve, I wouldn't mind showing you that memory."

Amelia couldn't help but continue to ask:
"You said you defeated Quirrell? You, a first-year student, defeated a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?"

The meaning in her eyes was very clear - I don't believe you can do it.

"Yes, Professor Dumbledore was out on a Ministry of Magic business at the time, so Harry and I took the risk and did this because we didn't want the Philosopher's Stone to fall into Quirrell's hands."

Damon stood up, took out his wand from his suitcase and looked at Amelia:
"If you don't believe me, you can test my strength, but we may have to go somewhere else."

"No need, this is fine." Amelia stood up and motioned for Susan to hide in the hall. "I've set up an alchemical barrier here. No sound will be heard outside, and you don't have to worry about being summoned by the Ministry of Magic for using magic."

"Very good." Damon raised his wand and looked at Amelia. "Are you ready? If possible, I hope you can cast the Shield Charm beforehand."

Amelia did as she was told, but her expression became even more serious after this action - if Damon dared to play tricks on her, she would not let him go easily even if this young man was a master of Transfiguration who was in the limelight recently.

"I'm ready, you attack first—"

"call out!!!"

A shrill whistle pierced through her eardrums, and a dazzling white light instantly pierced through the protection of the Armor Spell. The pendant on Amelia's ear was pierced instantly, and the sharp object still had power as it exploded on the ground behind her!
Eh? ? ?
Even Amelia, who had experienced the war between two generations of Dark Lords, couldn't help but be stunned at this moment.

What was that just now?

She saw Daemon wave his wand and repair the broken pendant on her ear, then he looked at her without saying a word, as if to show that the battle was over.

Amelia turned her head and saw the circular deep pit behind her. Her brain tried to understand what had just happened - a spell called [Divine Spear] directly pierced through the triple armor spell she constructed. If it weren't for the little devil opposite - the master, who showed mercy, she would have died?
"you"

Looking at the boy with a serene expression, Amelia felt a little speechless for the first time.

(End of this chapter)