The Return to Hogwarts

However, this did not prevent his mind and soul from being greatly shaken!

"Alright, Granger!"

Suddenly, Draco's shouts filled every corner of the classroom.

"You win!"

The girl who had been struggling forward finally managed a smile, but then her eyes rolled back, her head lolled to the side, and she fainted.

It's reached 100 million words!!!

Chapter 408 Unexpected

2023-08-08

Just as Mrs. Maxim said, when Amosta found the hotel waiter and asked for another room, he was told by the hotel staff that all the rooms had been booked by wizards from various countries who came here on business. Even the rooms used by the staff had been requisitioned. During this time, the hotel staff had to sleep in the laundry room.

Of course, Amosta wouldn't choose to live in the same villa as the Beauxbatons.

This isn't about having too many rooms; it's about how much people can talk.

If anyone were to find out that he had stayed in the room where the representative of Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was located all night, who knows what rumors would spread! In the end, he returned to that messy room, pitched a tent on an undamaged patch of grass, and made do for the night.

Are you sure?

Looking at the collapsed villa before him, Barty Crouch's terrifying expression reminded Amosta of how he had fought for Peter's death sentence at the Wizengamo Trial.

The Director of the International Magical Cooperation Division of the British Ministry of Magic turned pale, his eyes bulging with rage, and the murderous intent emanating from him and his ferocious expression resembled that of a gambler who had gone bet on a high-stakes gamble!

"Are you sure Beauxbatons didn't get involved in this?"

Amosta could understand why Barty was so angry. Firstly, breaking into their room and destroying their residence and their security plans was like slapping the British Ministry of Magic in the face in front of everyone, and Barty Crouch, as the representative of the Ministry of Magic, felt particularly embarrassed.

Furthermore, the Triwizard Tournament is his "achievement project." If the tournament is actually implemented under his promotion and Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry becomes the organizer, his reputation in the British wizarding world will immediately rise significantly.

If they're lucky enough to win the Triwizard Tournament, that would be a cause for great joy for Barty.

The humiliating influence of his son, the son who brought him endless shame and whose unfilial son had caused his life's work to crumble, could finally be swept away.

And now, someone is trying again to stop him from getting back on the right path in life—Barty stares at the ruins with bloodshot eyes, swearing on the honor of the Crouch family that he will make that person pay!

Who is the murderer?

Batistuta was also thinking about this problem, and his thoughts were even more complex than Amosta's.

Among his prime suspects is Whip Dregern, whose reputation suffered a devastating blow last night!

This guy already had a falling out with Dumbledore, so it's perfectly normal for him to take it out on Hogwarts. Add to that the humiliation he suffered at yesterday's party, and with all these factors combined, he has the most reason, connections, and ability to do something like this.

The second tier consists of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang.

As their current direct competitors, they are capable of doing such a thing in order to sabotage the successful election for Hogwarts.

Of course, despite his anger, Batistuta did not lose his temper.

The reason these two schools are placed in the second tier is that Maxim and Karkarov should know that if they are caught out, the consequences will be far more than just losing their place in the competition.

The situation is more complicated for the third tier of people.

Could Cornell have resorted to underhanded tactics? That's certainly possible.

Even if Fudge is stupid, after serving as Minister of Magic for so many years, he should have some brains. He should understand that if he pushes Hogwarts into the position of tournament organizer, then he will become Fudge's biggest threat!

For the reasons mentioned above, Amelia is also suspect.

Thinking of this, Barty was startled!

If it really was Amelia who gave the order, then wouldn't it be a case of the thief crying "stop thief!"?

After all, this is quite unbelievable—a group of people broke into a heavily guarded hotel, destroyed their rooms without anyone noticing, and then quietly left without leaving a trace. How did they manage to do that? Were the hotel's security measures just for show, or was the hotel itself cooperating?

If it were a case of the thief crying "stop thief!", Barty's breath hitched. He glanced at Amosta, who was standing beside him with his arms crossed, and at that glance, Barty's face immediately turned pale with surprise, because he found that Amosta was also looking at him with the same eyes!

“You suspect me, Amosta!” Batty exclaimed in surprise. “That’s ridiculous! What reason would I have to contradict myself?”

“I did have some doubts before, Barty. After all, you left the party first last night and were able to walk into this house without any apparent reason—”

Barty's expression grew increasingly grim, but before he could explode, Amosta, seemingly having completely shaken off the negative emotions the incident had brought him, smiled slightly.

"But just now, I ruled out that possibility."

Amosta's words did little to ease Baty's grim expression. Just as he was about to say something, the door standing alone on the stone path suddenly creaked open, and a furtive head poked its way in.

It was Ludo Bagman, who had just returned from a night of partying!

"Aha, I knew you wouldn't miss anything important, Barty, you're up really early!"

When Ludo saw Barty Crouch standing outside a tent with a look that seemed to want to devour someone, his face stiffened, and he gave an awkward laugh. Then, he turned his gaze to Amosta, who had a half-smile on his face, and his heart skipped a beat again.

"Amosta, you too? Oh my, what's going on with this house?!"

After Amosta explained the situation, Ludo's expression was much better than Batistuta's, but he was still looking sullen.

"What to do now?"

Ludo paced back and forth in front of them, actively considering a solution.

“We…we, of course, need to find out who did this, right? Since Amosta says they have no clue, the department probably doesn’t have any good ideas either. Oh, Connelly, if he knew this happened while I was running away, he would definitely kill me!”

“Not just him, Ludo—”

Barty said through gritted teeth,

"I have no intention of letting you go either!"

"Apart from Amosta, let's not talk about each other, after all, oh."

Ludo came up with an excuse to deflect blame, but seeing Barty's expression that said, "If you dare say another word, I'll pull out my wand and kill you," he shrank back and quickly changed the subject.

"I mean, contingency plans!"

Ludo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said hurriedly,

“The investigation can be put on hold, but the most urgent thing is that contingency plan, Barty, that’s the most important thing!”

"Thank you for reminding me, Ludo, I almost forgot!"

Barty was furious. He glared at Ludo with his bulging eyes, which made Ludo take two steps back in fright.

"Don't worry too much about the safety plan."

Just then, Amosta suddenly made a startling statement.

Don't worry too much? This is clearly the most important thing right now!

Including today, they only have three days left, and they don't have time to start over!

Barty and Ludo were both staring at Amostella, trying to figure out what crazy things he was spouting, when, under their gaze, Amostella suddenly waved his wand that had slipped out of his sleeve.

Inside the tent with the door half open, hundreds of blank parchments flew out with a whooshing sound like arrows being shot from the air. The hundreds of parchments were lined up in front of the three of them, forming a paper screen the size of a movie screen. Then, a quill pen also flew out of the tent and hovered in front of Amosta.

Ding--

Amidst the melodious, crisp sound, the lone quill pen flickers, leaving afterimages that instantly transform into reality.

"Besides being quick-witted, I also have a pretty good memory—"

Dozens of quill pens suddenly flew into the sky, rapidly filling the parchment spread out in mid-air with afterimages.

"I can remember almost everything I've read carefully or written down by hand, word for word."

Looking at Baty and Ludo, whose expressions had subtly changed, Amosta smiled slightly.

"So, the bad guy who did this was hoping to stop me this way."

Amosta suddenly stopped mid-sentence. Ignoring Barty Crouch, who was radiating relief as if he had survived a close call, he fixed his gaze on Ludo Bagman, whose lips were pale, and narrowed his eyes.

Chapter 409 Tracking

2023-08-08

Having experienced the wonders of the world's cycles, and with a personal history of unparalleled marvels, he is a master of capturing minds and thoughts.

To hide a secret from a wizard like Amostella Blaine is only a tiny possibility if you're an 'old zombie' like Albus Dumbledore; a wizard of Ludo Bagman's skill simply can't do it.

In just a few minutes, the destroyed security plan was rewritten by Amosta. Barty, clutching his 'career future' tightly, finally relaxed a lot. He let out a short sigh of relief, and when he looked at Amosta, his iron-clad gaze was mixed with a hint of regret, as well as a hint of vigilance.

What a pity! Such a talented person, it would be so great if he were my assistant.

Barty kept this thought to himself, his voice still tense.

"We managed to save our chance; otherwise, we wouldn't have been able to give an explanation to the British wizarding community."

"Yes, yes, Barty is right!"

Ludo, looking relieved, gave a stiff smile.

"A photographic memory, that's amazing! If it weren't for your ability, we'd probably be heading back home right now!"

Batistuta gave Ludo a cold glance.

"Now, I have another problem!"

There was no point in relying on a fool like Ludo, and Batistuta knew this perfectly well. He turned his attention to Amosta, hoping that the young man could offer some unique insights. Of course, it didn't matter if he didn't. He vowed to investigate this matter thoroughly and fight back resolutely, no matter who was involved!