Homecoming from Hogwarts

Tick. Tick. Tick.
The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, with only the sound of blood dripping onto the floor.

Stab.Bang!
Amosta slowly withdrew his hand, and Dalish, whose body had lost its support, slowly slid down against the wall and finally fell to the floor with a thud.

Gollum—
Harry swallowed a mouthful of saliva. When Professor Brain turned around, the indifference and coldness on his face made Harry shudder.

"Amosta!"

Mad-Eye was filled with shock and rage.
"Albus asked us to come here to stop you from killing people. Killing Dawlish will do us no good. You are making things more complicated!"

Amosta glanced at the fallen Dawlish as if he were looking at garbage, shook off the blood on his hands, and said calmly,

"He's not dead."

Of course Amosta would not kill Dawlish... not now, otherwise, some things would remain unproven.

The fact that Dawlish was not dead was certainly something that everyone, including Harry, should be thankful for.

However, people's mood did not become lighter because of this.

The Aurors stared at Amos Tower Blaine in a daze, the powerlessness and fear in their hearts roaring!
"Unless you produce evidence that Harry Potter committed murder--"

When facing the remaining Aurors, Amosita's expression softened a little.

These people were just following orders and were not the main planners of the conspiracy, so he didn't need to make things difficult for them.

"--Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't agree to you taking Harry Potter away."

Amosta said.

The Aurors remained silent.

If they really wanted to, they would have immediately moved away from the furious Amos Tower Blaine, but the Minister of Magic's order put them in a dilemma.

Harry opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but at this moment, a silver lynx flew through the ceiling of the first floor and landed in front of Harry.

Is the patron saint.

Harry recognized it immediately; he had seen Professor Dumbledore's silver phoenix and Professor Braine's strange snake.

The unknown life or death of Dawlish made the Silver Lynx dazed for a moment, while Amosita's bloody hand made Kingsley roughly guess what had happened.

However, Kingsley did not comment further.

Lynx turned to the Aurors who were silent in front of Amosita, and spoke in a loud and deep voice.

"Albus Dumbledore reached a consensus with the Minister of Magic ten minutes ago to allow Harry Potter to be temporarily confined to 12 Grimmauld Place before his trial scheduled for July th. The capture mission was cancelled and all Aurors returned to the Ministry immediately."

call.
After Lynx finished speaking, a series of exhalations were heard among the ruins, and many Aurors looked like they were about to faint.

"Amosta--"

Kingsley's patronus turned to face Amosta.

"Albus asked me to send you a message. He is waiting for you at Sirius' old house. He wants to talk to you as soon as possible."

After a moment's silence, Amosta nodded.

Snapped!
With a slight explosion, the silver lynx disappeared without a trace.

"Then get out of here!"

Mad-Eye looked angrily at the Aurors in the Ministry.

"Otherwise I'm not sure if St Mungo's has enough wards to accommodate you all!"

So, the Aurors who had previously arrogantly barged into the house quickly evacuated the Dursleys' home, carrying the half-dead Dawlish, who was only half dead, in a panic.

Although the heavy atmosphere in the house was not relieved much by the Aurors' withdrawal, the solemnity in the air finally dissipated.

Remus wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and smiled bitterly.

"Just now I almost thought you really killed Dawlish, Amosta--"

"In my opinion, there's nothing wrong with killing him!"

Sirius stiffened his neck and said,
"At least it can give Fudge a warning and warn him not to do anything wrong!"

"I agree!"

Tonks smiled pleasantly.

"Then we'll send Amosta to Azkaban with Harry."

Tonks was undoubtedly telling a joke, but no one else was laughing.

Amelia ran to Amosta, her pretty face furrowed.

"We were all still confused, Amosta, Remus and I were about to go to work.

Sirius suddenly came back to tell us that the Minister of Magic said at the press conference on the Azkaban breakout this morning that the main reason for the incident was that the Aurors were investigating a murder case in London that diverted the attention of the Auror Office.

Moreover, they have obtained crucial evidence, and the suspect of the murder is..." Amelia looked at Harry, her brown eyes still showing worry.

"That's pure nonsense!"

Before Harry could defend himself, Sirius shouted,

"I never heard of any murder case being investigated in the Ministry!"

"It's too early to tell, Sirius!"

Mad-Eye Moody said gruffly.

"Oh, that's impossible, isn't it?"

Dedalus Digg adjusted his high-end purple hat and shouted in surprise,

"You don't really think Harry Potter would kill someone, Alastor!"

Harry found that he didn't need to argue for himself at all. Among the people who came with Sirius, almost everyone expressed the opinion that he was framed. He had basically never met these people, but they just believed in him firmly, which touched Harry's heart.

"But the Ministry must have grasped something!"

Mad-Eye was the only one who held a different opinion. His two blue eyes were staring fiercely at Harry.

"Otherwise Fudge wouldn't make such a big move, unless he wanted to prove to the entire wizarding world that he is a ridiculous clown, kid--"

Moody came to Harry with his cane.
"You were doing some prank on the sly, didn't you, and got caught?"

"I didn't, Professor Moody!"

Harry shouted fiercely.

"Oh, don't call me professor, I never got a chance to teach!"

Moody yelled in an even more violent voice.

"Alastor--"

Remus called out in a blaming tone. He glanced at Harry, with a flash of hesitation in his eyes. But in the end, he did not ask Harry anything, but looked at Amosta again.
"I don't understand how Fudge could be so stupid."

Remus said,

"Since the Ministry knew that Harry was here, they must have also heard about your presence, Amosta. Did he really think that the Aurors could take Harry away from you?"

"I'm afraid Fudge doesn't know I'm here—"

Amosta said calmly,

"He was probably able to find Harry because Harry was still carrying the Trace."

"What is Trace?"

Harry frowned.

He didn't understand what a trace was, but judging by the understanding looks on the faces of the others, Professor Brain's explanation seemed convincing.

"Go back and ask Hermione for advice, Harry."

Amosta said, looking around at the devastation.

pat!

After a crisp snap of fingers, the broken dishes, collapsed and shattered walls and floors, and all the furniture in the house were reorganized and repaired as if time had gone back. After a while, everything in the house returned to its original state.

The Dursleys, who had been forgotten and huddled in the corner and witnessed everything, stared at this magical scene in a daze, and did not come to their senses until Amosta came to them.

When the shadow cast by Amosita's body enveloped them, the Dursleys began to shiver suddenly. They stared at Amosita with horror, and their uncle was also shivering.

Just now, this young man almost killed someone in front of them!

"You-you. I. I. I-"

Vernon Dursley's teeth were chattering, and he could not speak clearly. He just raised his hand to block his wife.

"I'm sorry to cause you any trouble--"

Amosta said, he snapped his fingers again, and a cloth bag appeared out of thin air and landed in his palm with a clinking sound.
"Here is some gold. I hope it can make up for your mental loss."

Then, all at once, the Dursleys stopped trembling.

After placing the purse in the arms of Vernon Dursley, Amosta left them alone and returned to Harry's side.

"Please help Harry pack his luggage. I will take him to Grimmauld Place first."

As he spoke, Amosta placed his hand on Harry's shoulder.

After a soft bang, the two figures disappeared from everyone's sight.

(End of this chapter)