Homecoming from Hogwarts

"Maybe you misunderstood me, Amelia—"

Facing Amelia, whose emotions were gradually slipping out of control, Amosta sighed heavily,

"Everything that happened back then, whether right or wrong, has passed. It is foolish to keep hatred in mind. I don't feel hatred because your parents abandoned my mother back then.

Your family has a happy and joyful life. My intervention will only tear apart your peaceful life, which is inconsistent with my original intention.

Moreover, I believe you also know that the British wizarding community is currently facing a huge test. The return of Voldemort has once again cast the cloud of war over the heads of wizards living in that land. If you know something about Voldemort, you should Knowing his cruel style, once our relationship becomes known to the public, it will undoubtedly be a disaster for you and your parents. "

Voldemort.
Amelia looked stunned.

She really didn't think too much about the dark wizard that Albus Dumbledore had preached about returning to the people.

The riots caused by Voldemort in Britain more than ten years ago did not spread to other countries. To most magical civilizations, he was just a character in the history books.

Amelia, who is knowledgeable and has a strong memory, has read some introductions about the dark wizard who was called the "Mysterious Man" by the British wizard. If the things recorded in the book are true. Amelia bit her lip and said, Star will definitely stand firmly at the forefront of resisting the dark wizard, and based on Voldemort's past style, it is impossible for him not to deal with their family.

Sirius stood in front of the bar, holding an empty glass, watching the two people confronting each other open their mouths wider and wider, showing funny expressions.

The only thing he could confirm was that Amelia was probably not what he imagined. She was an admirer of Amosta, so he risked his life to help Amosta. Amosta seemed to think that this girl was a relative.
"I'm a little confused--"

Sirius scratched his head, his voice shrill in surprise,
"What on earth are you-"

Du, du, du—
A sudden knock on the door made Sirius' expression change as he was about to ask something. He immediately activated his Animagus, and in the distorted dim light, he transformed into a big dog again.

"Come in--"

Amid Amosta's somewhat heavy greeting, the Muggle waiter who had left earlier walked in pushing the dining cart.

Seemingly sensing that the atmosphere in the room was a bit depressing, the Muggle waiter glanced at the dull Amelia and the big black dog next to the wine rack in surprise but did not look at Amosta.

Amosta watched the Muggle waiter enter the room, his pupils shrank slightly, but then returned to normal. His face, which was solemn due to Amelia's question, softened and he watched calmly as the waiter brought three steaks, salads and some snacks to the table and opened the lid.

"gentlemen--"

The waiter raised his head and looked at Amosta cautiously. He raised the red wine in his hand.

"Do you want me to open the sober for you?"

Amosta thought for a moment and raised his hand to the waiter as a gesture of invitation.

The waiter opened the red wine and poured it into the decanter, shaking it gently in his hand. The wine, as deep as blood, swirled in the glass container, and a mellow aroma gradually filled the whole process, which lasted for more than ten minutes. , finally, the waiter took out three more goblets from the dining car and poured some red wine into each.

"Is there anything else I can do for you?"

Perhaps the ten minutes of hard work had consumed too much energy, the waiter asked, panting slightly.

"No, after finishing the meal, I will call the front desk to come and clean up——"

Amosta walked over, picked up the goblet with an enthusiastic expression, put it under his nose and took a deep sniff, showing a pleased expression.

"Then, I wish you both a pleasant meal."

Amosta's satisfied expression made the waiter breathe a sigh of relief. He bowed and said, and then quickly walked out of the room while pushing the dining cart.

"I'm so hungry!"

Sirius immediately returned to his true form, complained to Amosta, and then immediately sat down at the dining table.

"bring it on--"

Amosta also waved to Amelia who was frozen there.

Although she had not had a drop of water all day and was extremely hungry, Amelia didn't care about it at all. She had been thinking about what Amosta said. The danger of Voldemort, the safety of her parents, and the unfortunate experiences Amosta suffered when she was young.
"We are a family, aren't we?"

Amosta's call brought Amelia back to her senses. Her voice lost its clarity and became hoarse.

"No matter what happens, we should--"

“Let’s eat something first—”

Amosta interrupted her with a smile, "The only thing we can't live up to is the delicious food. We can talk about the rest slowly-" Amelia pursed her lips and slowly moved to the dining table. Sirius was already enjoying his meal.

"So--"

Under the dim light, Amosta raised his glass and shook it gently, the playfulness in his eyes flashed away.
"No matter what, Sirius and Amelia, I want to express my gratitude to you. You are working so hard for me--"

"Oh, you can't do it at all, Amosta--" Sirius mumbled incoherently with the meat in his mouth. He picked up the wine glass and poured it into his mouth like drinking water, while Amelia also drank lightly. One mouthful.

"Oh, right!"

The atmosphere at the dinner table was still a bit dull. Sirius glanced at Amosta, who was cutting steak and sipping wine with little interest, and thought for a moment.
"You just said that you had a guess about who took your wand, right? Who was it?"

"That's not hard to guess, is it?"

Amosta tilted his head and stared at the empty glass, his eyes meaningless.
"The person who did this took my wand inside the Magic Capitol Building, killed people with fierce fire, and then left calmly. No one noticed that the security measures were ineffective in front of him, and he left no clues. .What kind of person can do this?”

"You suspect he is a congressional insider!"

Amelia looked startled, and subconsciously stood up to ask, but maybe she got up too quickly, because her body was unstable for a while, and she looked dizzy while holding her head.

"what happened to you?"

Seeing her look like this, Sirius asked in surprise, but then, his brows also frowned. The strong dizziness caused Sirius's vision to be severely blurred. Unlike Amelia, who was confused about the situation, Sirius was an experienced wizard after all, and he was also an Auror. He immediately realized what had happened. What--
"Food. Let's be careful-"

Sirius forced himself to stand up, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't do it.

Before he fainted completely, he heard a loud sound. It was the sound of Amelia falling to the ground. He tried his best to reach out to Amosta, who had been lying on the table at some point, but he could touch the fingertips. Before he met Amosta, his body went limp, his vision was suddenly enveloped in darkness, his body slipped to the ground, and he fainted.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock, tick tock--
The room was silent except for the dark red wine in the decanter that Sirius accidentally touched and poured onto the table, dripping to the ground.
Such silence lasted for an hour and a half, until the first quarter moon climbed into the middle of the night, and the silence was not broken.

Click——
"gentlemen?"

The previous Muggle waiter pushed the dining cart and opened the door, but he did not walk in. Instead, he tilted his head and peered into the room through the gap in the door.
"I was waiting for you to call me to clean up. But I never did, so I came over to see what I can do for you."

He called twice, but no one in the room responded.

"Sir? Is there anything I can help you with?"

The waiter's voice slightly increased. He let go of the armrest of the dining car, squeezed in through the crack in the door, and then closed the door behind him.

When he saw Amelia lying on the ground and Amosta lying on the table, the waiter's eyes flashed with surprise. However, when he saw Sirius beside the table leg, the Muggle waiter's expression suddenly changed. Surprised.

"gentlemen?"

A wand was looming in the Muggle waiter's sleeve. He took a step and slowly approached.
"You look like you've had too much to drink. Do you need me to help you get to bed?"

The Muggle waiter kept calling and finally came to the table. He looked carefully at Amelia who was lying on the ground with a slightly relaxed expression. Then, he narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the sleeping Amosta.

"gentlemen?"

The Muggle examiner gave Amosta a gentle push, but Amosta remained unmoved and did not even utter a murmur.

In the darkness, the Muggle waiter stood up straight and breathed a heavy sigh of relief. He tugged on his tight tie. The disguise of doubt was removed, and his eyes became sinister and cold.

"Yes, Sirius Black Animagus?"

The Muggle waiter looked at Sirius's face and quickly recognized his identity. This made him feel confused and uneasy, but he soon put this uneasiness behind him.

"There's no time-"

The Muggle waiter whispered, and then the wand that fell into his hand slowly pointed at Amosta.

(End of this chapter)