Homecoming from Hogwarts

After entering Professor Brian's office, the door behind him closed with a click. Draco was surprised why Professor Brian himself did not come in, but after catching a glimpse of his father's cold face, he felt a little nervous, knowing that his father might not be willing for Professor Brian to be present and hear the conversation between father and son.

The fireplace in the office was off, but a simple candelabra on Professor Brain's desk was emitting a bright flame.

Before greeting his father, Draco glanced at Professor Brain's office, which he had not been to for some time, and found that the style of the room was still so simple and elegant, except that there was an old vertical storage cabinet next to the sofa.

Draco had heard of this locker.

Ever since Hermione Granger was attacked by a curse, the school began to conduct daily checks on mail entering and leaving the school. Regardless of whether it belonged to young wizards or faculty members, all contraband items related to dark magic that might cause injury to students were confiscated.

Professor Brian was in charge of the care of these confiscated items, and he also had a few of his own things in this cabinet.

"Father--"

The idea of ​​taking back the contraband from Professor Braine was ridiculous. Draco collected his thoughts and walked towards his father and Professor Snape who were standing in front of the lockers watching something.

"Why are you here so suddenly? Oh, this is it!"

Draco walked over quickly and was asking his father why he came to school quietly. He glanced at the display space above the locker. Draco's light gray pupils trembled. He forgot to ask questions. His eyes were glued to an object behind the glass and he couldn't take them away. He murmured in shock,

"This belongs to the dark witch. But isn't this thing in the hands of the Ministry of Magic?"

"Vetia Kleona's wand. The one in the Ministry's hands is a fake."

Snape looked at Draco lazily, and his casual words shocked Draco.

"Perhaps it should be called a staff. Amosta placed it here as a trophy, but I think this might not be a wise decision."

"From what happened in the past, Severus, your student is particularly keen on being in the limelight, so it is not difficult to understand his behavior."

After showing just the right amount of contempt and disgust for Amos Towers Blaine, Lucius Malfoy turned his gaze away from the staff. He looked at his son, and after making Draco lower his head with his usual sharp eyes, Lucius Malfoy's gray eyes were filled with guilt and sadness, but he quickly restrained his excess emotions.

Pointing to a package on the coffee table, Lucius said in a cold tone.
"Your mother and I went to Dijon some time ago. Your mother bought some of the special cakes and candies there, and she asked me to bring them to you."

Draco blinked in confusion.
"Just some candy. You delivered it yourself?"

"That's not the question you should be asking, Draco—"

Lucius stared at his son sternly.
"Take it back to the dormitory. Remember to focus more on your studies. I heard from Severus that only in physical education can you be on par with Granger. I hope you can feel the humiliation I felt after hearing this. The descendant of the noble Malfoy family was suppressed by a mudblood and could not turn over."

At some point, the word "Mudblood" no longer sounded so "pleasant" to Draco's ears. He shrugged his shoulders and glanced at the office door guiltily.

"Go ahead--"

Lucius suppressed his surging emotions and said coldly,
"Don't forget to write to your mother and tell her how much you enjoyed the treats she carefully selected for you."

"Understood, father."

Draco muttered quietly as he lifted the snacks from the coffee table. They were so heavy that he had to hold them in his arms.

Amosta was standing in a corridor admiring the moonlight. When he saw Draco coming over with some snacks in his arms, he smiled and said,
"Your father and mother love you very much, Draco. That's so enviable."

"Oh um--"

After a long pause, Draco nodded. He was not used to such a straightforward description. Professor Braine did not say much. He just smiled and patted his shoulder, then walked towards the open office door.

"Professor Blaine?"

Draco suddenly shouted nervously, looking nervously at Professor Blaine who turned back to ask with his eyes, Draco's eyes flickered,

"Well nothing happened, right?"

Amosta raised his eyebrows in surprise, then smiled calmly, "Of course."

After saying this, Amosta walked into his office. The gloomy atmosphere suppressed the light from the candlesticks, and the brightness was gone, making the office much darker than before.

Amosta strode to the sofa and sat down, interlaced his fingers on his knees, and calmly looked at Lucius Malfoy, who was no longer so calm.

"sit down--"

This simple word made Lucius feel relieved. His loyalty was obviously valuable. At least, Brian didn't reserve a seat for him when he came to this office last time.

Severus did not intend to join the conversation. After looking at Amosita deeply, he took out his wand, lit the fireplace, and left directly using the school's Floo network.

"You just told me that Voldemort learned from Nott that I had entered Salazar Slytherin's vault?"

The name that Brian said made Lucius shudder violently. He panted a few times and lowered his head and said,

"That's right, Mr. Brain. Before Nott brought this accurate news, the Dark Lord was very nervous about the news that you opened an ancient family vault. But strangely, after knowing it, he seemed to be more relaxed. But he couldn't believe it. He thought that if there was a Slytherin vault in Gringotts, then he should know it.

He was very curious about what you got, so I was sent here to ask Severus, and he asked me to use the opportunity of going to the Malfoy vault to create an opportunity for him to go to the basement of Gringotts. "

Amosta closed his eyes in deep thought. The flickering light and shadows engraved a majesty on his young face that made Lucius fear.

"Did you follow him deep underground?"

"No--"

Lucius shook his head.
"After opening the Malfoy family vault, he cast the Imperius Curse on the goblins and left. I don't know where he went, but when he came back, he asked me to find Severus as soon as possible to figure this out."

"I will give Severus a reasonable explanation."

Amosta looked at Lucius Malfoy calmly.

"Is there anything else I need to know?"

Lucius hesitated. His most recent mission was to go to Dijon and bring the giant into the Dark Lord's team. But he didn't need to say anything more about this, because Brian must have known that they had met that big fool Hagrid in the mountains of Dijon.
"one thing--"

Lucius hesitated and said,
"The Dark Lord seemed to be planning to do something on the day of the third Triwizard Tournament at Hogwarts. When he knew that you were going to prepare for the Triwizard Tournament, he asked Old Nott to inform McNeill and Avery and order them to speed up the task."

"--McNeill, executive officer of the Dangerous Animals Committee."

Amosta whispered,

"What mission?"

"I have no idea,"

Lucius said a little nervously,

"The tasks assigned by the Dark Lord to each team are kept confidential. We are not allowed to communicate with each other. Only he knows everything."

"Oh, so he's not that stupid after all--"

Amosta smiled and asked,
"So, what's your guess as to what McNeill and Avery are doing?"

"It must be related to the Ministry of Magic, otherwise, the Dark Lord would not have chosen two Death Eaters working in the Ministry of Magic to carry out the mission."

Lucius pursed his thin lips and said softly,
"Perhaps. Based on the Dark Lord's recent series of actions, of course, you must know that he is eager to expand his power, so... I guess he may want to attack Azkaban."

(End of this chapter)