Homecoming from Hogwarts

The warm sunshine soothes the earth, and the slightly cool breeze blows away the dust.

On the drop-off platform, not only the Ministry of Magic, but also the parade team and the spectators further away, all looked lost.

Is this gone?

No wonder they think so.

The earth-shaking power radiating from the brothers' bodies that were about to explode would make even people who lacked understanding of magic feel a sense of impending disaster.

But when Mr. Blaine arrived, the crisis was over before people even realized what he had done.

A black shadow rushed towards the field at an extremely fast speed.

Sirius looked over alertly, his expression softening instantly.

boom!
Harry fell heavily into Sirius' arms, and the father and son hugged each other in front of everyone.

"Control all those people!"

Kingsley was breathing heavily, pointing his cane at the parade, his face showing a rare hint of anger.

The strikers moved, but Amosta stopped them.
"There's no need for that."

He said, walking away from Harry and Sirius and towards Amelia.
"How's it going, Amelia?"

"I can't say it's very good—"

Amelia pulled out her wand, cleaned the dust off her body, and then pointed the wand at her head, and her messy hair immediately and obediently gathered into a bun at the back of her head.

One of her fingers was bent awkwardly, probably broken when the batsmen tackled her to the ground.

Judging from her hesitant expression, she seemed not very good at dealing with injuries.

Amosta solved this little problem for her.

"Thanks--"

Amelia moved the monocle on her nose, paused, and raised her voice.
"You have saved the Ministry of Magic once again. The cunning of these Death Eaters like Amosta is beyond my imagination—"

Yes, Death Eaters.

Regardless of whether they saw it or not, this matter can only be attributed to their planning.

"Dumbledore has always reminded us that Voldemort and the Death Eaters are very good at plotting -"

Amosta nodded.

Sirius and Harry finally separated. He stared into Harry's moist eyes, hesitated for a moment, and then did not ask any questions. He just smiled and ruffled Harry's hair.

"What shall we do with these men, Amosta?"

Sirius asked loudly as he led Harry towards Amosta.

“They’re just some.”

Harry opened his mouth, but when he saw Professor Brain's gaze, he shrank his head guiltily.

"This is a great opportunity for us to make the best of a bad situation--"

Amosta said.

"what do you mean?"

Amelia frowned.

"The plan we discussed. You have always been afraid that this would make the Ministry of Magic appear too strong and cause a greater backlash, but you see, Minister, the problem must be solved in a more decisive way."

Amosta whispered.

All politicians, as long as they are politicians, can't avoid worrying about losing their power to a greater or lesser extent.

This is why someone like Amelia, who is not lacking in courage and determination, has caused controversy over how to solve the problem of large-scale unemployment among the lower-class people.

However, the final winner was still Amosta.

"Let's solve this problem today."

Amelia sighed.

"Since it is not convenient for you to come forward, I will lead the negotiations."

Amosta said, looking much calmer than Amelia who looked very troubled.

Amelia still has to consider the reputation of the Bones family in the wizarding world, but he, who is of Muggle origin, has no taboos.

"Where is John?"

After becoming Luna, the clothes she wore no longer fit her body. Luna could only hold up her loose belt with one hand and cover her chest with the other.

However, she didn't seem to mind her embarrassing appearance, nor was she afraid of being punished later.

Instead, he looked relaxed and looked towards Professor Brian.

But her sudden change of appearance made the villagers at a loss. They stared at the familiar little girl with wide eyes and stammered to ask her identity. "John is safe. He is sleeping in my house now. His wife and daughter are with him."

Luna turned around, tilted her head slightly, and a vague smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Oh, I recognize it!"

A fat woman suddenly pointed at Luna's face.

"You live on the hill. You are Mr. Lovegood's daughter, Luna Love. Mr. Blaine is coming!"

The parade team immediately fell into a panic, and many people were so scared that they covered their faces and sobbed.

"We... Oh, what happened just now, Brother Ciel?"

Some people wanted to run away, but their legs were so weak from fear that they fell limply to the ground, watching in despair as Mr. Blaine and several Aurors approached step by step.

"Don't be afraid, everyone!"

Seeing this, Luna raised her clear voice,

"Professor Brian won't hurt you. He is a good wizard and will fight for you for the rights you have earned!"

"Thank you for your confidence, Miss Lovegood—"

Amosta's gloomy tone made Luna behave herself a lot more.

He waved his wand and adjusted Luna's funny clothes.

"What the hell is going on, Luna, you just... kidnapped Harry?"

Sirius glared at Luna sternly.

"Or was it you who actually planned all this?!"

"Later, Sirius--"

Amosta looked at Luna calmly. He could probably guess that Luna was trying to protect the family of the Saint Catchpol villager.

"You go stay with Harry and the others--"

Amosta gave instructions, but Luna's eyes flickered several times.
"I want to be here with them, Professor Blaine—"

Amosta did not insist, he looked at the civilians.

These villagers from various villages in Britain where wizards live were looking at him in fear and panic.

"Don't worry, everyone—"

Amosta smiled at them and said gently,
"It is your normal right to hold a parade, and the Ministry of Magic will not be angry with you for this. Oh, of course, the Aurors will check everyone to make sure that you have no connection with the attack on the Minister of Magic just now-"

Hundreds of people started shouting excitedly, swearing and swearing that they had never colluded with the Charles brothers.

Amosta knew everything.
"I believe you are innocent. We can talk about this later. Now, we need to solve another problem."

"What is it, Professor Blaine?"

Luna spoke to Amosta as if she were the spokesperson for the parade.

"Of course, it is to solve the difficulties these villagers are currently facing."

Amosta restrained his smile and spoke calmly.

Soon, Amostas called the reporters in the distant viewing crowd over.

"Mr. Brian, can you tell us what you think of these protesters?"

"Let's talk about the attack just now, Mr. Braine. Minister Bones was seriously injured in the attack, right? I saw him leave in a hurry under the protection of the Aurors!"

"Mr. Brian, some people believe that the current severe unemployment wave in the wizarding world is caused by your rash provocation of You-Know-Who and the Death Eaters. What is your explanation?"

"Tell me something, Mr. Brian, how do you plan to solve the survival problem for these civilians!"

Journalists are a strange bunch.

They can even forget about life and death just to get eye-catching news.

When Amosita raised his hand, the reporters immediately fell silent. They nervously clenched the quills in their hands, ready to carefully record Amosita Brian's words.

"I invite you all to come forward--"

Amosta said calmly,

"It is to invite the entire magical community to witness it through the news media."

"Witness what, Mr. Blaine!"

The reporter, realizing there was big news, shouted excitedly.

“Witness that the British Ministry of Magic is not a protective umbrella for some powerful people.

On the contrary, the Ministry of Magic has been fighting for the interests of the general public, and for more people at the bottom of society to live a decent and comfortable life!" (End of this chapter)