Homecoming from Hogwarts

Aberforth was wiping a glass behind the bar, bored, but Amosta knew that he had been eavesdropping on their conversation, and then he would tell Albus Dumbledore what he heard. But this was also the reason why he chose to go to the Hog's Head Inn.

Some things cannot be said face to face, otherwise it will only cause intense conflict.

"So, you met me today to find out which side the Foley family will stand on, Mr. Blaine?"

Kakus seemed to be mentally prepared. He took a deep breath, exhaled heavily and said.

"I said, Kakus, I don't care about the Foley family--"

Amosta shook his head.

"How is the underground world now?"

This was an expected question and Kakus was not too surprised.

"It's more prosperous than before," Kakus said. "You know, there are a lot of foreigners entering the country recently. They are not very decent guys. They like dirty and dark environments and steal things everywhere, rob houses, and then sell the stolen goods in the underground world.

Oh. There are more conflicts than before because these people generally don’t follow the rules.”

Amosta nodded slightly. He was silent for a while, thinking for a while.

"If the war starts, what do you think these people will do?"

This question was also expected, and Kakus had obviously thought about it a long time ago.
"You know, Mr. Braine, the wizards who have been in the underground world for many years are of mixed origin—"

Kakus said calmly,
"A considerable number of them are wizards from the old times who believe in keeping magic secret. They are even more pedantic than those ancient wizard families. To them, whether it's you, Dumbledore, or the mysterious man, you are all heretics. They wish we could destroy each other in the war and then establish a new order.

The rest are partly the newest Dark Wizards that have come into the country, and partly the Dark Wizards that have been roaming the dark side of this country and have received magical education at Hogwarts.
The two groups are similar. Some of them do believe in the You-Know-Who's pure-blood supremacy and wizard supremacy. But most of them, if I may be frank, are just a bunch of sneaky guys who dare not go against you and Dumbledore, nor dare to resist the Dark Lord. Oh, if you lose power, they will take advantage of the situation. "

Amosta looked at Kakus with appreciation. It was indeed a waste of talent for a wizard with such a clear mind to hang out in the underground world all day long.

Amosta nodded, still looking at Kakus calmly.
"These people are undoubtedly huge destabilizing factors, Kakus. So in your opinion, how should we restrain them?"

Naturally, Kakus anticipated what Amosta Blaine was worried about, and he would certainly think of a countermeasure.

As if he was taking an exam, Kakus said in a solemn tone,

"We need to adopt different strategies to deal with them, Mr. Brain. I don't think it's necessary to pay special attention to those who are fence-sitters and just want to take advantage of the situation, Mr. Brain. As long as you, Dumbledore, and the Ministry of Magic are there,

Kakus' eyes were burning.
"As long as the forces resisting the Dark Lord do not lose their power, they will not have the courage to kill or burn. At most, they will rob houses. Oh, but deterring them is necessary. If we assume that the wizarding world enters a state of open warfare, then I suggest that the Ministry of Magic can pass strict legislation to impose heavy penalties or even death penalty on those who disrupt social order."

pat!

The noise coming from the bar attracted the attention of Amosta and Cacus. It was Aberforth who caused the trouble. The glass he was wiping was crushed by him. Several pieces of broken glass pierced into his hand, and blood was trickling down.

Noticing the gazes of Amosta and Brian, Aberforth shouted angrily,

"Oh, did I interrupt your discussion on how to conquer the world?"

"Oh, no, Aberforth -"

Amosta said gently,

"I just want to ask, do you need any help?"

Facing those deep purple eyes, Aberforth felt a chill. Brian's eyes reminded him of a bad guy.

"No need, Brian!"

Aberforth pulled out a piece of glass angrily, and then immediately gasped in pain. He noticed that the girl in the portrait hanging on the mantelpiece was looking at him timidly, so the angry Aberforth's expression immediately changed and became gentle.

"Oh, it's okay, Ariana, it's just a minor injury, I can take care of it right away." As he said that, Aberforth walked quickly into the back room of the bar to find medicine for himself.

Amosta looked at the young girl on the wall. She was very shy. When she noticed Amosta's gaze, she immediately turned around and trotted to hide behind a bush in the portrait. Among the tangled branches, the pair of eyes that looked very much like Albus Dumbledore were secretly staring at Amosta.

A flash of pity appeared in his eyes, and Amosta retracted his gaze.

"Go on, Kakus."

As one of the most well-informed people in the wizarding world, Cacus obviously knew some inside stories about Dumbledore's family. However, since the matter involved Dumbledore, Cacus dared not say too much. He also showed some sympathy for the little girl in the portrait, and then gathered his scattered thoughts.

"We were just talking about that. Oh--"

Kakus took a few breaths.

"Also, to be honest, it's not hard to find out about those people who agree with the You-Know-Who's radical views and show clear inclinations. They may have been recruited. These people are always discussing loudly in the underground world, trying to get more people into the team. They are the Death Eaters in the making—"

Under Amosta's gaze, Kakus's expression was grim.
"Once the war is open, they will definitely join the mysterious man's team immediately. I think we should collect information and pasts of these people, and make those who are unforgivable disappear from this world. As long as there is some gold, there will be people willing to do this job."

"I can't help but applaud you, Kakus."

Amosta chuckled.

"Yes, gold is more dazzling there than ideals. As long as the price is right, there will be no problem for no one to take up this commission."

"I must warn you, Mr. Braine," Kakus said cautiously, "that's probably a lot of gold."

"That won't be a problem, Kakus."

Amosta said amiably,

"There are more people who support justice than you think. Human life is always more valuable than gold. I am willing to use gold to avoid casualties. So, what do you think about those secret witches?"

For the first time, Kakus looked hesitant. He leaned back in his chair and sighed melancholy.

"The underground world exists because of those secret witches. The first group of people who gathered there were there for the Black Stone Tower, the treasure of Merlin that was never found.

To be honest, Mr. Brian, they are very difficult to deal with. Most of them are very powerful and do not rely on either side. Who knows what they will do in a war?

Most likely they will watch the fun, but we cannot rule out the possibility of taking advantage of the chaos to do some dark magic that they normally wouldn't dare to do. Oh, those ancient, evil, and uncontrolled magics often bring serious consequences. It would be better for them to join the war directly and stay away from us. If they are unwilling to join -"

"You're not right, Kakus—"

Amosta played with the glass in his hand, his eyes deep.
"They are unwilling to join not because they are arrogant, but because we are also ignoring their needs. It is our neglect that has aroused their arrogance. In fact, it is possible to pull them to our side. Of course, we need a middleman that they and we both trust to bring them together—"

"You mean me?"

Kakus was stunned, looking at Amosta who was smiling at him.

"But what can I do?"

(End of this chapter)