Homecoming from Hogwarts

After knocking on the door, Amosta and Remus walked into the room one after another at the call of a middle-aged female voice.

In an office about half the size of a classroom, there are two women sitting behind two desks. The middle-aged lady with shoulder-length short burgundy hair facing the door should be the one who just called them in. She Sitting in his seat, he flipped through a Muggle magazine with many knitting patterns.

The other desk was much smaller, but had a pile of heavy materials. Behind the desk sat a much younger woman (she looked like she had just graduated from a magic school).

She is very beautiful, with smart and delicate facial features and long lustrous chestnut hair. Her fair skin is crystal clear, as if she is bathed in a layer of flawless moonlight. At this moment, she is slightly pressing her pink lips and arranging them attentively. The wizard's entry information for that day.

The only thing that wasn't beautiful was that her neat ponytail and solemn and focused expression slightly diluted her beauty.

The abnormal stagnation of Amosta's steps caused Remus' confusion. Standing beside him, he glanced at Amosta quickly, and then, a little surprise appeared in his heart.

Amosta was looking at the girl who seemed to be his assistant, her lips were slightly parted, and there was a hint of confusion in her usually solemn eyes. Remus followed Amosta's gaze, and then, he also discovered He noticed the outstanding appearance of this female assistant.

For a moment, Remus suddenly felt the urge to laugh.

He had known Amosta for a long time.

Whether it is his unfathomable magical attainments or his wisdom that understands people's hearts, in short, Amosta's shrewdness and ability make many people who are dealing with him for the first time feel in awe of him. Of course, when you get to know Amosta well enough, you will You know, this is a wizard who is very easy to get along with. He is always considerate and considerate of other people's feelings.

For such an outstanding wizard, people will always subconsciously ignore his age, just like Remus himself. Most of the time, he subconsciously regards Amosta as a wizard older than him. Just like Amosta. I don’t think so, but in fact, this is just a young man in his early twenties!

Therefore, the way Amosta looked at the beautiful girl was not so ridiculous and unexpected.

The windows of this deep underground office are obviously enchanted, and the picture transmitted is of an endless and bright starry sky, a forest that is as undulating as a sea of ​​waves, and amidst the refreshing sound of the wind, there are also ethereal and mysterious sounds from time to time. And distant birdsong.

But apart from these illusions created by magic, the only sound in the room was the sound of the young girl flipping through documents.

At a certain moment, an unusual silence woke up the middle-aged witch who was reading a magazine in the office, and the young girl who was concentrating on sorting out information. They put down what they were doing at the same time and pointed at the two men behind the door.

Cough cough--
Remus took a step forward from Amosta's side. He thought he had to stand up at this time.
"Hello, ladies, we came from London and need to handle--"

Before Remus could finish his words, he was interrupted by a high-pitched, excited scream.

"Oh, God!"

The middle-aged witch who was reading a magazine stood up from her chair with a whoosh, walked around the table, and quickly ran in front of the two of them. She didn't even look at Remus, who was a little embarrassed. She consciously stepped aside and opened her eyes. His big eyes stared at Amosta's face, he covered his mouth and his excited voice trembled.

"I won't admit my mistake. Absolutely not. God, I can't admit my mistake. You are."

The middle-aged witch's eyes burst into light and she stared at Amosta, unable to speak.

Amosta, who had been in a daze, finally came back to his senses. He pursed his lips, returned to normal, and smiled gently at the middle-aged witch.

"Hello, ma'am, my name is Amosta Braine, and this person next to me is Remus Lupin. Let's apply for entry permission."

"I'm Mandy Hill, oh, of course, everyone here has a permit!"

Ms. Hill's voice was still sharp;

"I mean, oh, it's such an honor, Mr. Blaine, I didn't expect that. Oh, I can actually do it!"

The huge scene made Ms. Hill speechless. She held Amosta's hand and shook it vigorously a few times. Then, she drew back and wiped away the tears caused by excitement and emotion.
"Do you remember, Mr. Blaine, you saved our family's lives!"

This was completely unexpected. Remus looked at Amosta in surprise, only to find that Amosta's face also showed confusion.

"Last year's Quidditch World Cup final!" Ms. Hill sniffed. She knew Mr. Blaine must be confused, so she took the initiative to say,
"That wonderful duel of the century, Harmon, I, and Deacon. Oh, they were my son and husband. It was you who blocked the dark witch. We all think you are the most outstanding wizard in the contemporary magic world. Oh, Harmon's bedroom is filled with your posters, and he has a whole stack of your chocolate frog pictures. Oh, I dare say he would faint with excitement if he knew I saw you. I can ask for it for him. Please give me your signature?"

"hehe--"

Amosta smiled;
"If you would handle the immigration formalities for me, Ms. Hill, how about I leave a signature for your son?"

Ms. Hill was ecstatic. She pulled Amosta's sleeve and walked to her desk. Turning her head, she realized that her assistant was also staring at Amosta Brain with burning eyes.

"Oh shit, I forgot to introduce!"

Ms. Hill patted her forehead and said with a smile,
"That's Amelia Det. She just graduated from Ilvermorny last year. She's an outstanding young witch who passed all her courses with honors. She was directly admitted and is currently interning with me. However, I bet she won't be here long before she's transferred to a more critical department, and she dreams of becoming an Auror. Oh, and by the way, she admires you too!"

Being introduced in this way, Amelia's cheeks turned red uncontrollably, and her brown eyes flashed with embarrassment. But other than that, she didn't have many faux pas.

She was not as excited as Ms. Hill. She came to Amosta with dignified and rigorous steps, stretched out her bare hands, and spoke in a restrained and steady voice.
"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Blaine."

Amosta seemed to be cautious. He hesitated for a few seconds before reaching out, gently holding Amelia's hand and shaking it slightly, then immediately let go.

"Hello."

Amosta pursed her lips and said, a strange light flashed in her purple eyes.

"So--"

Ms. Hill gasped one after another. She forced herself to ask,

"Mr. Blaine, why did you come to New York?"

"The purpose of my coming here is to promote a business cooperation. I submitted a license to sell a wonderful alchemy item in the United States through the Cooperation Department, but unfortunately I did not receive an approval. Therefore, I came here hoping to see you. Meet the relevant responsible person.”

"Ah, of course, of course -"

Ms. Hill smiled and nodded repeatedly, just staring at Amosta, not paying attention to what Amosta was saying. On the contrary, Amelia kept staring at Amosta even though her eyes flickered. But he did listen to what Amosta said.

"Mr. Blaine, and Mr. Lupin--"

Amelia glanced at Mandy quickly, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes, knowing that this boss was completely out of control and unable to deal with her essential work. Amelia had no choice but to purse her lips and muster up the courage to say,

"According to the regulations, you need to present the entry permit receipt jointly approved by the Wizard Entry and Exit Management Office and the Ministry of Security——"

"Oh, of course no problem."

Remus said with a smile. He took out two pieces of parchment covered with stamps from his briefcase. After hesitating, he handed it to Ms. Hill, but Hill only talked to Amosta casually. Give it to Amelia.

With two chapters of application receipt in hand, Amelia quickly returned to her desk. She took out a Muggle magnifying glass-like scanning device from the drawer and checked one by one whether the blue seals with twisting words were Forged.

There was no problem with Remus's entry permit. Amelia used a special cutting tool to cut out Remus' photo and key points, pasted it on a small hard-shell book similar to a Muggle passport, and stamped it. .

Then, she did the same thing with Amosta's entry permit, and there was no problem with the seal and signature.
This is of course, how could the dignified Amosta Blaine do some fake and dirty things? However, when she saw the small silver letters printed with special magic on the bottom line of the receipt, Ami Leah was stunned.

(End of this chapter)