Homecoming from Hogwarts

Amosta was lying on the table with his arm as a pillow. He was snoring softly, as if he was sleeping soundly and was completely unaware of the wand pointed at him.

The Muggle waiter quickly moved the wand, and the space bag in Amosta's arms flew out with a whoosh and landed in his palm.

"The fangs are coming!"

The waiter pointed his wand at the fastened bag, his voice slightly urgent, but his spell did not obtain the fang, but instead caused a sudden explosion of silver flash.

The powerful impact threw the waiter like a lead ball, and when he was thrown away, he showed agility that a wizard would never have. He adjusted his body in the air, and stepped lightly on the wall he was about to hit with his feet. Then, it slid neatly back to the ground.

The hand dragging the space bag had many hideous wounds cut by the silver flash just now, which were as deep as the bones, and the blood flowed like a trickle. However, the Muggle waiter did not see any pain, and he looked at his left hand indifferently. , the blood that fell to the ground returned to his body like time went back, and after only a dozen breaths, the wound was intact.

Da da da--
The waiter came back to Amosta with cautious steps, carefully observed the three unconscious men, and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that he showed no signs of waking up.

Amosta's space bag fell to the ground, and it was emitting a faint silver light. It seemed that it had been activated with defensive magic and it would not be a rational thing to touch it at this time.

After hesitating for a moment, the Muggle waiter raised his head and looked at Amosta again. After pondering, he pointed at Amosta with his wand. Then, one of the sleeping Amosta's hands was pulled out and stretched out. Place on the table.

The space bag on the ground was controlled to slowly float up. The moment it fell into Amosta's palm, the light of the defensive magic on the space bag was immediately extinguished.

The Muggle waiter controlled Amosta's hand and fiddled with the tether of the space bag, and then asked Amosta to hold the space bag upside down and shake it, and the contents of the space bag suddenly fell out like rain.

After more than a dozen magic books and dozens of gold Galleons were spilled out, a fang as gentle as jade hit the table with a snap.

The moment he saw the fangs, the Muggle waiter was so surprised that he stopped breathing for a moment. He subconsciously wanted to grab it, but his hand suddenly stopped midway. He looked hesitant and thought for a moment, and pointed his wand again. Amosta's hand, let that hand clasp toward the fangs--
As he expected, the fangs had indeed been tampered with by Amosta. When Amosta's palm touched the fangs, a faint light flashed across his palm, and then he fell into silence.

Opening his palm, a fang as white as jade lay quietly in the palm of Amosta's hand. The Muggle waiter observed it carefully for a while, then gently poked the fang with his wand. Everything was normal and there was no abnormality. The elephant appears and the magic above seems to be gone.

He grabbed the fangs, and he didn't know when the Muggle waiter had turned into another face. The red, sinister eyes showed ecstasy. He grabbed the fangs tightly and was about to leave, but after a few steps, he turned back. Come back.

The wand pointed at the gold coins and books scattered on the ground and table, letting them return to Amosta's space bag. Then, a trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes, and he opened his mouth to reveal sharp fangs——
Well!
Extreme pain flashed through the Muggle waiter's red eyes. He covered his mouth and gasped deeply. He transformed his fangs, making them exactly the same as the one he took away, and then flew in. Amosta's space bag, and return the space bag to Amosta's arms.

After carefully checking to make sure there were no flaws left, the Muggle waiter quickly left the room and closed the door with a click.

"hehe--"

A chuckle rang out in the quiet room.

Amosta, who was sleeping soundly, quietly sat up. With penetrating eyes, he watched the magical silhouette quickly board the elevator, reach the top floor, leave the dining car and disapparate directly.

Withdrawing his gaze, Amosta took out his space bag, hooked his fingers, and the fake fang flew out of the space bag and landed on the table with a clatter.

After looking at the sleeping Amelia and Sirius, Amosta moved his fingers again, and a small glass bottle filled with purple liquid floated out.

After opening the cork, Amosta let the glass bottle float under Amelia's nose first. As the purple liquid in the bottle vaporized into a few wisps of vivid purple smoke and entered the nose, Amelia's soothing brows immediately wrinkled. Moved.

Following the same example, Amosta also let Sirius sniff the purple smoke.

After about ten seconds, the bodies of the two people began to twitch slightly, and then——
"damn it!"

Suddenly, Sirius jumped up from the ground. He pulled out his wand and looked around with ferocious eyes. Amelia's face was also covered with cold frost, her teeth were clenched, and she clenched the wand tightly.

"Don't be nervous, there is no danger anymore."

Amosta said calmly.

"Oh, Amosta, you okay?"

Sirius finally noticed Amosta's state, and he frowned.
"What happened just now? We encountered a plot, right? That bottle of wine, that waiter is a wizard?!"

"It's the Living Hell Decoction. Add it to the red wine. The dosage is probably enough for us to sleep well until tomorrow evening--"

Amosta said,
"As for the Muggle waiter, when he first sent you in, it was indeed a Muggle, but the person who served the food later was someone else."

"Who is that?" Halfway through her words, Amelia was stunned. She noticed the fangs on the table. They were the ones she and Amosta rushed to Sato Ryuhei's invitation that night. They burst out with incredible power and swallowed a piece of fangs. Fangs of the sea of ​​blood.

Blessed is the soul, cried Amelia,
"It's vampires. They're here to steal this fang!"

Sirius had already heard this story in Dumbledore's office, and his eyes fell on the fang.
"So...you've killed it?"

"Oh, that's not the case--"

Raising his hand to wipe away the illusion on his fangs, Amosta smiled and said,
"I pretended to faint and let it take away my fang, and this one was just the vampire's fang. It pulled it out and disguised it as mine so that I wouldn't find the flaw. It was so innocent and cute. ”

"But why are you doing this?"

Amelia asked, and Sirius looked equally confused.

Amosta lowered his eyes, smiled slightly, and did not answer the question immediately.

When things have developed to this point, the truth behind everything has been unfolded in front of Amosta, and the rest is just the ending.

"Because I want to see whose instructions these vampires are acting on."

Amosta snapped his fingers, and the fangs on the table immediately levitated and trembled rapidly. Finally, after a burst of blue light, it returned to silence. Amosta let the fang float in front of Sirius,

"I have put a tracking spell on the fang that was taken away. As long as you follow this one, you can find the master behind the scenes. I believe that my wand is also in the hands of that person, Sirius. And Emily. Ya, I give this fang to you, can you find it for me?"

"Of course!"

Sirius said without hesitation,

"That's what I'm here for."

As he spoke, he looked at Amelia, and the girl across the table nodded decisively.

Sirius held the fang, and after turning the fang a few times in his palm, the tip of the fang immediately pointed in one direction. He was about to take action, but suddenly thought of something, and looked at Amosta strangely. ,

"Aren't you going to join us, Amosta?"

"Oh, you know-"

Amosta smiled and said,

"I'm being watched by security Aurors."

"If you want to leave, Amosta, those guys can't stand you--"

Sirius raised his eyebrows,
"Unless you have other plans."

"If you want to talk about your plan--"

Amosta leaned back in his chair, interlacing his fingers with a lazy smile on his face.
"My plan is very simple. I will keep it here and wait for the people from the Magic Congress to apologize to me."

(End of this chapter)