The Return to Hogwarts

"In fact—"

Amosta maintained a gentle smile, but actually sighed silently.

"I learned my cooking skills from the chef at the orphanage who cooks for the children."

"Orphanage?"

After a moment of stunned silence, Amelia stared wide-eyed at Amostella's busy back and couldn't help but ask, "

You—the orphanage, you are—"

"Oh, you guessed right, Amelia--"

Amosta didn't turn around and said calmly, "I did grow up in a Muggle orphanage."

After another silence—

Wow!

Mr. Dett abruptly stood up from his stool and strode toward the kitchen. He appeared extremely agitated, his large, bony hands trembling slightly as he pressed them against the doorframe.

“But Amelia told us. She said your parents are Muggles, and if you were here, how would you know that? Maybe they are wizards?”

"And you said your name comes from your mother?"

Mrs. Dett asked, her breathing quickening.

As Remus listened to the Detts' questions about Amosta, he frowned. He noticed that the elderly couple seemed particularly concerned about Amosta's situation. Before leaving the ward, he had privately assumed that the couple wanted to matchmake Amosta and Amelia, but now it seemed that was not the case.

He knew a lot about Amosta, but Remus felt it was somewhat rude to ask such a question to a stranger he was meeting for the first time.

From the moment he entered the ward, Amosta knew that Amelia's parents would definitely guess something, because according to the information he obtained from investigating this series of events back then, the Detts had met with the old owner of Blaine Manor and had seen what the man looked like.

She and that man looked almost identical, just as Amelia and the woman who brought him into this world bore at least a 70-80% resemblance.

Therefore, upon entering the country and seeing Amelia for the first time, and after hearing her surname, he was able to roughly guess that the relationship between Amelia and himself was not what Remus thought, and that he had feelings for Amelia.

Amosta, turned to the side, occasionally glanced at the potatoes and sausages frying in the pan to prevent them from burning, while giving the Detts and Amelia, who was equally curious, a calm smile.

"that is because."

Amelia probably didn't know that she had an older sister who had once existed in this world, and Amosta knew very well what the Detts were concerned about, but—

The truth is no longer important; what matters most is having hope.

“When my mother left me at the orphanage gate, she wrote the name ‘Amosta Blaine’ on a piece of paper and then left. An orphanage worker who saw her that year said she looked very weak walking in the snow. A wizard with a wand would not put himself in such a predicament.”

Heavy snow weakens

Mr. Dett stared blankly at Amosta, clenching his fists to resist the suffocating feeling that pervasive through him, while Mrs. Dett looked like she was about to faint, and their daughter looked equally distressed.

There's no need to doubt anymore; the gray-haired young man in front of us is the child that Bella brought back then.

Amosta was an orphan abandoned in an orphanage, and Amelia was certain that no media outlet had previously reported on this.

The idea of ​​a woman abandoning her own child was unimaginable to Amelia. Her brow furrowed, and her eyes held both anger and sympathy for Amosta.

"And what about your father, Mr. Blaine?"

Amelia was completely absorbed in Amosta's story, and she asked absentmindedly,

"You know he's a Muggle, so you've seen him before, haven't you?"

This question piqued the curiosity of Remus, who had been listening attentively.

Indeed, Amosta always said that his parents were Muggles, and he and Sirius had never noticed anything amiss when discussing this with him before. But as Amelia said, this at least proved that Amosta had met his father.

"Oh, yes, that's right—"

Amosta moved the corners of his mouth.

"I did find him through some means. Of course, I kept my distance from him."

Amelia blinked, seemingly understanding at any moment.

Since Amosta's mother abandoned him to an orphanage, this was certainly not an isolated incident. It is highly likely that his father abandoned his mother first.

"He—I mean, your father—now that he saw you, why didn't he take you back from the orphanage?"

Mr. Dett asked in a somber voice.

Amos Tower had returned to Blaine Manor on his own while attending Hogwarts, but he went secretly so no one would find out. This side detail doesn't need to be explained too clearly.

"That was many years later, I mean, when I went to see my father."

Amosta took the fruit pie out of the oven and skillfully maneuvered plates of dishes onto the table.

"He had cancer, and I met with him before he passed away."

Lunch was ready. Amosta looked at the Deuters, whose gazes were fixed on her face, their eyes filled with sadness and guilt, and smiled, saying...

"Everything is ready, let's have our meal."

Chapter 907 Go to hell

2024-05-08

Using unfortunate past experiences to gain sympathy is the act of the weak.

Even without the magical power to move mountains and fill seas, with the resilience of the Amostas spirit, he doesn't need to gain anyone's sympathy by recounting his past.

The reason he was willing to reveal some of the things from back then to Amelia's parents, the Detts, who were his nominal grandparents, was twofold. Firstly, he had a limited curiosity about the elderly couple. Secondly, the regret and guilt they showed after vaguely guessing who he was were not feigned, which made Amosta happy to ease some of their misunderstandings.

If Belina Tutter—the woman who brought herself into this world—could find solace in heaven knowing that her parents had forgiven her and regretted their past indifference, she might find comfort in their memory.

Amosta did not tell the Detts that their daughter had committed suicide by drowning, only saying that she had left in the end, leaving the elderly couple with a space for imagination.

He and Remus did not leave after lunch as they had hoped, mainly due to the Deuts' strong insistence that they stay.

Perhaps out of a sense of indebtedness, they wanted to hear more from Amos Tower about his life in the orphanage and his life at Hogwarts.

This was something that Amelia and Remus were interested in, so Amosta casually recounted some past events to pass the time.

But after he and Remus had dinner there, the Deuts couldn't find any excuse to keep Amosta and Remus, so they had to let them leave.

"The poor child—"

As the door closed and the footsteps faded into the distance, Mrs. Dett covered her mouth, tears welling in her reddened eyes. Amosta Dett opened his mouth, wanting to say something to comfort his wife, but it was as if a boulder had fallen on his chest, rendering him speechless.

His gaze fell on the face of his youngest daughter who had come to comfort her mother, but then he looked away as if burned. In a daze, he thought he saw Bella.

The rights and wrongs of those years are no longer relevant. Everyone was a victim of that series of events, and everyone lost something precious because of their anger and resentment, wasting precious time.

Amelia had no idea what her parents were grieving over; she simply assumed they were pitying Amosta's background.

Amelia gently comforted her mother, but she herself was also experiencing intense emotions.

The entire wizarding world probably never expected that Amostra Blaine would have such a tragic childhood.

People only see his achievements, but they don't know how much pain he endured. Perhaps it was those pains that spurred Amostra Blaine to persevere and ultimately become a legendary great magician revered by the world at such a young age.

"Amelia?"

Mrs. Dett wiped her tears with her handkerchief, blew her nose hard, and looked on with hopeful eyes.

"If I wanted to invite that child to our house for a meal, do you think he would agree?"

Mr. Dett also opened his eyes wide and looked pleadingly at Amelia, who was in a dilemma.

The spring storms and torrential rains wouldn't last long; by evening, the rain clouds that had passed over New York had already moved away.

The heavy rain cleansed the night sky, making the countless stars appear and disappear against the neon lights of New York, the city that never sleeps, but the bright moon's gentle glow radiating across the sky remained beautiful.

But the Muggles had no interest in appreciating any of this.

A rapidly developing society is a double-edged sword. While Muggles enjoy greater convenience, they must also endure the fatigue brought on by the faster pace of life. In this respect, Muggle citizens in London are much more comfortable than those in New York.

Amosta and Remus walked through a small commercial area and headed toward City Hall Park.

Did Severus know all this?

During the Christmas holidays, Remus, Sirius, and the three troublemaking wizards visited Haas Orphanage. They learned some things about Amostella's past, but they were too embarrassed to ask too many questions. Harry, who knew the most, kept his promise and didn't reveal anything.

So, this is the first time Remus has learned about some of Amostella's background.

"He does know more—"

The air near the park was even fresher. Taking a deep breath, Amosta felt a cool, comfortable sensation in his lungs. He smiled and said...

"You know, for a young wizard who is completely Muggle-born, Hogwarts usually sends a staff member to explain the magical world to the young wizard's relatives. He was the one who went there back then. Heh, out of a sense of responsibility, he asked the lady who took me back to the orphanage for some information about me."

Remus nodded.

“I’ve heard that Severus took good care of you when you were at Hogwarts. So that’s why.”

"When I entered Hogwarts, Severus had also recently become a professor at Dumbledore's invitation. My experience may have touched him in some way. In my opinion, his guidance to me stemmed partly from his kindness and partly from his own self-compensation."

Amosta said calmly.

"Self-compensation?"

"Severus also did not have a happy childhood. I visited his house when I was studying at Hogwarts, which was where he grew up."

I heard some stories about his childhood from his neighbors. Perhaps deep down, he thinks that the mistakes he made were because he never received proper guidance or protection, and he doesn't want me to follow the same path because of those lacks.

Remus remained silent.