The Return to Hogwarts

Amelia pursed her lips, deeply opposed to the idea. But what if Harry Potter and his friends spread rumors everywhere?

Amelia suddenly opened her eyes wide and said to Harry, who was muttering to himself...

"You know Remus?"

"Oh, what's so strange about that—"

Ron dismissively said,

“Remus is our friend; he used to be our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.”

friend?

Amelia blinked, a hint of hesitation flashing across her face.

Harry lowered his wand slightly, and his tone softened considerably.

"You're from the U.S. Ministry of Magic. Okay, but why are you here? And do you know Professor Blaine and Remus?"

Amelia realized that she probably wouldn't be able to easily get rid of the three little wizards, and she nodded.

“Yes, of course I know Amosta and Remus. I was responsible for their safety during their time in New York. As for why I’m here, how can you prove you’re Remus’s friend?”

"Remus and Harry's father were classmates and friends when they were studying at Hogwarts. He became a professor at Hogwarts to protect Harry."

After thinking for a moment, Hermione said,

“Last Christmas, we spent it with Remus and Sirius.”

Amelia's eyes flickered. If that were true, it would indeed mean that Harry Potter and his friends had a special relationship with Remus.

"In fact, it was Remus who sent me to Hogwarts."

Amelia said cautiously.

Under Remus's orders?

Harry, Hermione, and the others exchanged glances. Hermione frowned and asked,

"What did he send you here for? They should be back by now, shouldn't they? I saw in the newspaper that they've reached an agreement with the American wizarding community."

"The situation is much more complicated than that—"

Amelia's breathing became much easier, and she looked at Hermione and said...

"They... In short, Remus sent me to see Albus Dumbledore to deliver a message."

"what's the message?"

Harry pressed for details, but Amelia refused to answer.

She shook her head, her face anxious.

“I’m sorry, this is a secret. I can only tell you when I see Albus Dumbledore. You look like students of Hogwarts, right? If I would like to ask you to pass on a message between me and Mr. Dumbledore, would you be willing to do this favor?”

Chapter 938 Finally meeting

2024-05-26

Amelia was eager to see Professor Dumbledore. Harry and his friends did have the ability to bring her directly into Hogwarts, but unless they were insane, they would never use a secret passage to bring a stranger into the school whom they had only met once, whose identity was questionable, and whose purpose was unclear.

However, because Amelia claimed to be close to Professor Blaine and Remus, and because she was on Remus's orders, they ultimately decided to help her out.

The three of them essentially escorted Amelia down the mountain, with Harry and Hermione guarding her on either side, while Ron used a secret passage in Honeydukes Candy Shop to reach Hogwarts and deliver a message.

As dusk approaches, the temperature gradually drops.

Bathed in the crimson afterglow, wisps of clouds drifted through the mountains and valleys, making the verdant peaks appear and disappear; the dark green forbidden forest swayed in the evening breeze, emitting the sound of ocean waves; the surface of Black Lake resembled countless shattered silver mirrors, its scattered light still dazzlingly bright.

From the fields to the village entrance, the Hogsmeade villagers, exhausted from their work, formed a long line heading home. Amelia, disguised with a Disillusionment Charm, followed the villagers with her gaze until she reached the distant black castle, and a sudden tremor ran through her heart.

Compared to bustling New York, this place was undoubtedly very primitive and backward, but this primitive scene had an extraordinary power that touched her heart.

But suddenly, a sense of gloom welled up in my heart.

If her parents hadn't left London, she would undoubtedly be a student at Hogwarts. It's not certain that if those sad events hadn't happened, she might never have had the chance to be born.

Although he couldn't see, Harry's keen intuition allowed him to sense Amelia's sadness beside him. He glanced over, thought for a moment, and...

"Uh, why didn't Remus come back himself, but instead had you deliver a message to him? Don't you use owls over there?"

"An owl? Oh—"

Amelia, lost in thought, suddenly snapped back to reality.

"Of course we also use owls to send letters. But Remus thinks it's too slow, so he asked me to do it for him. As for why he didn't come back himself, you know—"

“Yesterday was a full moon, Harry.”

Hermione glanced quickly at Amelia's location, took a breath, and said to Harry,

"I suspect Remus is currently weakened, which is why he..."

“Amelia Dett”.

Amelia said,

You can call me Amelia.

Hermione Granger—

Hermione quickly gave her name, then hesitated for a moment, looking somewhat uneasy.

"Professor Blaine is in trouble, is he?"

Harry was startled and instinctively looked at Hermione, ready to ask a question, but Amelia spoke first in a chilling voice.

"Why, why would you ask that, Miss Granger?"

After hesitating for a moment, Hermione said,

“Normally, if Remus encounters any trouble, he would seek help from Professor Blaine. They went out together, didn’t they? Unless, Professor Blaine encountered some kind of situation.”

This is a very simple speculation, but few people can actually think of it. When Amelia herself was studying in Evamony, she was often praised for her intelligence, and it was because of this that she knew how extraordinary Hermione Granger was.

However, she did not answer Hermione's question, but remained silent, which was enough for Hermione to confirm her guess.

Harry and Hermione didn't see Ron, but Professor McGonagall did.

She emerged from a burst of firelight, with Fawkes perched on her shoulder, startling the nearby villagers, including Harry and his two companions.

Professor McGonagall pressed her lips together, her eyes filled with reproach and disappointment as she looked at Harry and Hermione.

Harry and Hermione immediately straightened up, their faces blank; they both knew very well what Professor McGonagall was unhappy about.

“You should be grateful for your luck, Mr. Potter, Miss Granger—”

Professor McGonagall said seriously,

"I'm glad I didn't run into a dark wizard. I hope this is the last time, otherwise, this will be your last time coming to Hogsmeade this semester."

Harry and Hermione nodded vigorously.

"And what about the lady?"

Professor McGonagall adjusted the glasses perched on her thin nose, her sharp eyes scanning the surroundings.

"Oh, I'm right here, Professor."

Amelia's voice was soft and sweet; the stern professor made her unconsciously put herself in the shoes of a student.

Professor McGonagall glanced at the empty space between Harry and Hermione with some surprise.

"A very good illusion spell. You can continue in this state and dispel it when you get to Albus's office, then--"

Professor McGonagall extended the back of her hand.

Harry and Hermione exchanged a glance and immediately placed their hands on it, while Amelia, after glancing at Fawkes' ruby-like eyes, also placed her hand on it. Then, a dazzling burst of fire exploded, and the group disappeared from the sight of the villagers watching.

Even with her eyes closed, the dazzling spectacle was irresistible. After a moment, her vision suddenly dimmed, and Amelia found herself in a spacious, round office.

There are many interesting and noteworthy things in this office, but none of them are as eye-catching as the old wizard with silver hair and beard who stands up behind the slender-legged desk twenty feet away, wearing a warm and welcoming smile.

Albus Dumbledore – hailed as the greatest wizard of our time, a true legend.

Amelia's mind wavered, and she even found it hard to control her excitement.

Every magic book that introduces modern wizards, no matter which one, will record this remarkable wizard and his outstanding achievements.

"Please don't worry, ma'am—"

Although Amelia was still under the Illusion Charm, Dumbledore's strategic eyes, behind his half-moon glasses, were precisely focused on her face. He said quipplyly...

"I can assure you that you will not be attacked in my office."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Dumbledore, I—I forgot—"

Amelia gasped as she quickly removed the Disillusionment Charm.

Please have a seat.

Dumbledore waved his wand, and several chairs appeared out of thin air in a whirl. Harry was pleasantly surprised to find that Dumbledore had also prepared chairs for them, which meant that Professor Dumbledore did not intend for them to leave.

"Mr. Weasley told me—"

Dumbledore nodded to Ron, causing Ron, who had just sat down, to feel a pang of unease. Fortunately, he quickly looked away, his clear, azure eyes landing on Amelia's face, and he smiled as he spoke.