Homecoming from Hogwarts

Relying on an unfortunate past to gain sympathy is the work of the weak.

Even if he didn't have the power to move mountains and reclaim seas, with Amosta's spiritual tenacity, he didn't need to tell anyone about his life experience to gain anyone's sympathy.

The reason why he was willing to tell some things about that year in front of Amelia's parents, Mr. and Mrs. Det, who were his nominal grandparents, was that on the one hand, he had a limited degree of curiosity about the old people, and secondly, they were vaguely in love with each other. The regret and debt shown after guessing who he was was not a disguise, which made Amosta happy to eliminate some of their knots.

If Belina Det, the woman who brought her into this world, might find comfort in knowing that her parents had forgiven her and felt remorse for their indifference.

Amosta did not tell the Deter couple that their daughter had committed suicide by drowning herself in the river. He only said that she left in the end, leaving a space for the old couple to imagine.

He and Remus did not leave after lunch as they wished, mainly due to the Deters' efforts to persuade them to stay.

Perhaps out of debt, they wanted to hear more from Amosta about his life in the orphanage and his campus life after entering Hogwarts.

This was what Amelia and Remus were interested in, so Amosta casually talked about the past, just to pass the time.

But after he and Remus came to dinner and settled things here, the Deters really couldn't find any excuse to keep Amosta and Remus, so they could only let them leave.

"This poor kid—"

Looking at the closed door, the footsteps in her ears gradually moved away. Mrs. Det covered her mouth, tears welling up in her red eyes. Amosta Det opened her mouth to say something to comfort herself. His wife, however, seemed to have a huge stone falling on his chest, making him unable to say anything.

His eyes fell on the face of the little daughter who came to comfort her mother, but then left as if she was burned. In a trance, he seemed to see Bena.
What happened back then is meaningless. Everyone is a victim in that series of events. Everyone has lost precious things because of the anger and resentment in their hearts, and time has been wasted.

Amelia had no idea what her parents were grieving about, she just thought they were pitying Amosta's life experience.

Amelia comforted her mother softly, but she herself was also emotionally agitated.

I'm afraid the entire magical world didn't expect that Amosta Brain would have such a miserable childhood.

People only saw his achievements, but they didn’t know how much pain he endured. Perhaps it was those pains that spurred Amosta Brain to move forward, and finally became legendary and admired by the world at such an age. The great magician.

"Amelia?"

Mrs. Det wiped her tears with a handkerchief. She blew her nose vigorously, her tearful eyes showed expectation,

"If I wanted to invite that kid to our house for a meal, do you think he would agree?"

Mr. Det also opened his eyes wide and looked pleadingly at Amelia who was in trouble.

The violent storms of spring don't last long, and by evening the rain clouds passing through New York have faded away.

The heavy rain has cleansed the night sky, and the stars in the sky have become looming in front of the neon light of New York, a city that never sleeps. However, the clear light radiating from the bright moon to the earth is still beautiful.
But Muggles had no intention of appreciating all this.

The rapidly developing society is a double-edged sword. While Muggles enjoy a more convenient life, they must also endure the fatigue caused by the faster pace of life. At this point, compared with New York, the Muggle citizens in London are much more comfortable.

Amosta and Remus passed through a small business district and walked toward New York City Hall Park.

"Does Severus know all this?"

During the Christmas vacation, Remus, Sirius and the three little wizards who always caused trouble visited the Haas Orphanage. They learned some about Amosta's past, but they were too embarrassed to inquire more. Harry, who knew the most, still kept his promise and did not reveal anything more.

Therefore, Remus knew something about Amosta's life experience for the first time today.

"He does know better--"

The air in the nearby park was also fresher. Taking a deep breath, Amosta felt a cool and comfortable feeling in his heart and lungs. He smiled and said,

"You know, for young wizards who are completely Muggle-born, Hogwarts usually sends staff to explain the magical world to the young wizard's relatives. He was the one who came to the door at that time. Haha, out of a sense of responsibility, he told me that The lady who carried me back to the orphanage knew something about me."

Remus nodded,
"I heard that Severus took good care of you when you were studying at Hogwarts. It turned out to be because of this." "When I entered Hogwarts, Severus took care of you at the invitation of Principal Dumbledore. It wasn’t long after I was invited to become a professor, and my experience may have touched him a little. In my opinion, his guidance to me stemmed from his kindness on the one hand, and on the other hand, it was self-repair.”

Amosta said calmly.

"Self-repair?"

"Severus also didn't have a happy childhood. I went to his house when I was at Hogwarts, that's where he grew up.

I heard his neighbors talk about some things about his childhood. Deep down in his heart, he may have this idea. The mistakes he made were because he never received correct guidance and never enjoyed shelter. He didn't want to I was on the same path as him because of my lack of these. "

Remus was silent.

The conflict with Severus almost ran through his student career with Sirius, James, and Peter. Now it seems that they did do something wrong back then.

But the past has passed, James, Lily and Peter are no longer in this world. There is no point in worrying about what was right or wrong in the past. What is more important is to grasp the present.

Voldemort has returned to the magical world. Remus knows that Severus has been instructed by Albus to return to Voldemort to perform dangerous undercover missions, and that he and Sirius will firmly devote themselves to the war against Voldemort. They should put aside their past grievances and work towards the common goal of 'victory'.

It's just that Sirius and Severus.
Remus shook his head and smiled bitterly in his heart, asking them to change their minds and work together. Why does this sound more dreamy than asking Voldemort to confess his sins?

boom!
Manhattan, the East River waterfront, a small park not far from the Brooklyn Bridge connecting Manhattan and Brooklyn.

When the night falls, everything is quiet.

Only some snakes, insects, rats, and ants that were accustomed to the dark night took advantage of the moonlight to come out and move around. Even some No-Maj wanderers who loved to carry out obscene and despicable criminal activities in the dark fell on the lounge chairs in the park and wrapped themselves in tattered blankets. Go to sleep.

An unexpected roar caused the small animals living in the park to flee in panic, but an almost invisible layer of mist-like black gauze descended from the sky in time, covering the park and blocking out the fierce explosion.

The black gauze blocked out the light at the same time. The bright clear light and the still shining neon lights on the other side of the river were not illuminated at all. The park was like a dark expanse, with only the crimson ribbon-like curse light flashing through the air from time to time. Show those gray faces.

"I've already told you, none of this has anything to do with me!"

After the short and thick explosion, a painful groan came from the dense forest, and a man yelled angrily in broken English,

"That beast woke up suddenly, I didn't expect it at all!"

The red ribbon reflected a pair of sinister red eyes, and a cold voice sounded,
"It doesn't matter anymore."

"Then let me go!"

The man roared desperately,

"I didn't take any of you, did I? I just need to find a way to get out of here, but the people from the security department expected this, and they blocked every smuggling route I know. I..."

"Oh, leave?"

The sinister wizard made a joking voice,
"How dare you have such naive ideas. You know some things about us, don't you? I think the safest way to keep the secret is to let you die!"

boom! ! !

(End of this chapter)