Homecoming from Hogwarts

Special educational activity, a tour of the newly built Avalon Prison?
Inside the office, several young Slytherin wizards looked at each other and blinked, and even Hermione cast a curious look.

If it were Azkaban, she would probably never want to try to set foot in that hopeless place, but Professor Brain's brief description just now did arouse her curiosity about this prison.

"When will it be arranged?"

Theodore asked eagerly.

"perhaps."

Amosta hesitated for a moment.

"Before Halloween."

"Can my mother come along?"

"I'm sorry, Theodore, this is only an educational activity for the young wizards who are about to graduate from Hogwarts. It is not open to the public."

Amosta said calmly.

Theodore's disappointment was visibly revealed in his eyes, but in the end, he did not question anything. He just nodded and lowered his eyes to eagerly look through the "Avalon Prison Management Regulations" in his hand.

The kettle on the mantelpiece automatically floated up, and a white porcelain cup as bright as moonlight was filled with water. The aroma of tea filled the air amid the curling white smoke.

Everyone was given a cup of Professor Brain's favorite green tea, but no one actually drank it except himself.

The Greengrass sisters turned pale. They both knew that it was their turn next. Sure enough -
"what about you?"

After taking a few sips of tea and quietly waiting for the sweetness to return to his lips and teeth, Amosta looked up at Daphne and Astoria.

"Did your father say anything to you?"

Hermione's eyebrows twitched slightly. Professor Brian's question sounded a bit strange.

"Our Father"

The one who answered the question was the younger Astoria. The little witch, who was promoted to the third grade this year, was in a trance for a moment, and her usually clear eyes were also flashing. Obviously, she was hesitant about the answer she was about to give.

"he"

"Mr. Greengrass has been on the run since the Ministry issued a warrant for his arrest -"

Draco's cheeks flushed. He looked back at the Greengrass sisters and glared at Astoria.
"You've been in charge of the Ministry during the summer vacation. I thought the Aurors would miss you. I mean, he left in a hurry and I'm afraid he didn't have time to tell Daphne and Astoria anything. Professor -"

The Greengrass sisters tightened their lips and said nothing more.

"I'm asking them, not you, Draco—"

Professor Brian's calm words caused a silent storm in the office!

For Professor Brian, this was already a very harsh rebuke. Hermione on the sofa was frightened by it. It was hard to imagine how Draco, who was so powerful, felt.

Glancing at the sweaty Draco, Amosita continued to examine the two sisters.
"He, I mean your father, he later sneaked back home, right?"

It’s not that I don’t want to defend myself, but in front of those purple eyes as vast as the starry sky, all lies are ridiculous.

Astoria struggled to overcome the suffocation.

"Yes, Professor."

Amosta continued to drink tea,

"What did he tell you?"

"he"

Astoria's face was cloudy.
"He made us study hard at Hogwarts."

“A sensible view.”

Amosta smiled slightly, looking at the Slytherin students who were thinking about something.

"We all know what is happening in the wizarding world right now. I don't want to pretend that you are not involved, but in this pure land of Hogwarts, I hope you can all focus on your studies. Of course--"

Amosta's voice was gentle,

"If someone outside this school holds a grudge against me or Headmaster Dumbledore and tries to kill us."

"I don't think anyone would dare to do that, Professor Brain!"

Hermione didn't know why she did this, but she stood up and glared at several Slytherin students angrily, "If someone really dares to do this, he is really-"

Hermione's voice was shrill, and her chest was puffed up.

"ungrateful!"

At least in terms of the confrontation of momentum, the Slytherin children lost miserably. They didn't even dare to look directly into Hermione's fiery eyes.

"Oh, thank you for speaking up, Hermione -"

Professor Brain chuckled.

"But I believe that no one in this room intends to take my life--"

Draco bit his lip, not wanting to meet the eyes of the man across the desk.

"Well, anyway, Daphne, and Astoria--"

Amosta's tone was brisk;
"I was hoping that if you had the chance to see your father I mean, to see him before the Ministry's Aurors caught up with him, or before he could hear from you, that you could persuade him to turn himself in -"

Is this expectation too good to be true?
Hermione couldn't help but glance at Professor Braine, whose expression softened.

"--because if that were the case--"

Amosta pointed at the book in Theodore's hand.
"Voluntary surrender can also be applied to the commutation of sentence. After serving his sentence, he still has plenty of time to enjoy his life. But if he meets me in the wrong place and makes an unwise move, then it will be difficult for me to guarantee his safety. Do you understand?"

Astoria, whose skin was as white as snow, looked so pale that there was not a trace of blood!
"Why do you always pick on pure-blood families, Professor Brain?"

Professor Blaine ended the conversation. The eyes of the few students who were recruited from Slytherin were filled with deep gloom, and they slowly stood up and prepared to leave.

However, at this moment, a question from the pale-faced Draco froze several classmates in place. Even Hermione, who had already begun to wonder why Professor Blaine wanted to see her, looked at Draco in surprise!
"You're crazy, Draco!"

Theodore turned around suddenly and rebuked Draco with his eyes, but Draco remained unmoved and just stared at Professor Braine, whose expression became increasingly serious.

The office was filled with a sense of oppression before a storm, and everyone was anxiously waiting for the mighty wrath of heaven to arrive!
"Pure-blood families are also part of the magical world, aren't they, Professor—"

The only one who didn't seem to feel this was Draco. He asked in a murmured tone,
"Pure-blood families support the wizarding world. Without our industry, the people cannot survive. The parade in Diagon Alley proves this. But why do your actions seem..."

"To exterminate all pure-blood families?"

Amosta smiled and helped Draco ask his question.

Draco didn't say anything, just nodded.

Nott and the Greengrass sisters also stood still, praying for an answer to this question.

"Can anyone tell me who founded Hogwarts?"

Amosta asked gently.

Swish!
Hermione, whose passivity was triggered, raised her hand without thinking.

"Well then you answer the question, Hermione--"

Amosta smiled.

"It is Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw and Salazar Slytherin. They are called the four founders of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in various reliable historical records!"

Hermione replied respectfully.

"Oh, good, that's a good answer, but because this question is too simple, I won't give you any extra points, Hermione. Unless you can answer the next question--"

Hermione's eyes flickered, and she looked eager to try.

"So, why did the four founders start Hogwarts?"

Amosta continued.

"In order to break the monopoly of pure-blood families on magic inheritance at that time, so that more talented children of Muggle origin can receive magic education!"

Hermione said without thinking, she glanced at the silent Draco with strong eyes.

"Very good, Hermione, you win ten points for Gryffindor -"

Amosta nodded to Hermione, then turned to look at the young wizards from Slytherin, his tone still gentle.

"Do you understand, Draco? The answer to the question has never changed in thousands of years." (End of this chapter)