Hogwarts Homecoming

"Where are you taking us?"

The three people from the British Ministry of Magic followed the mysterious waiter and left the splendid banquet hall and came to the corridor outside.

On the corridor surrounding the copper pillars supporting the center of the hotel, there was an endless stream of waiters serving the banquet.

Minister Bones is already one of the well-known figures in the European wizarding community and often appears in magic newspapers published in various countries.

Many waiters in the corridor were curious about Minister Bones who quietly left the banquet hall with his escort in the middle of the banquet.

Along the way, there was an endless stream of service staff and guests staying at the hotel who looked at them secretly.

It wasn't until he entered the elevator car that Sirius lowered his voice and asked sternly,

"Who exactly wants to see Secretary Bones? What did you mean when you said it was related to Amosta?"

"I'm going to take you to a guest room on the seventh floor. Anyone who wants to see Minister Bones is right there——"

said the waiter, ignoring the rest of Sirius' questions.

Amelia showed an indifferent look. Since she decided to come to see him, there was no need to look forward or backward.

What's more, he has two of the best Aurors in the British wizarding world by his side.

Seeing that the waiter was unwilling to answer, Sirius and Alastor's brows showed traces of evil intent.

Alastor's other good blue eye flashed with hesitation, wondering whether to use illegal means to torture him.

The elevator car reached the seventh floor after a smooth operation.

Before the elevator door opened, Alastor had already used his magic eye to check it out. There was no ambush outside, and there were not even many residents in the intricate corridor.

As for whether there is any danger in the rooms on both sides of the corridor, it's hard to say.

As the top wizarding business hotel in Paris, the area of ​​every room here has been expanded by a traceless expansion spell, which also caused interference to Alastor's magic eye.

Sirius and Alastor were guarding Amelia, always on guard. The door suddenly opened, and a large group of desperadoes emerged from inside.

The waiter did not lead a few people in circles. After exiting the elevator hall, he led the three of them to the corridor on the left. After passing straight through a corridor, they stood in front of a door.

Du, du, du—

The waiter ignored Sirius' wand that was almost pointed at his head and knocked on the door.

It wasn't until old Bana's face appeared in the crack of the door that Sirius and Alastor breathed a sigh of relief.

And Amelia's tense shoulders also relaxed,

"What's going on, old Bana--"

As a direct sponsor of the mighty "Great Construction Movement" in the British wizarding world, coupled with Amosta's relationship, Amelia and Old Barna are already very familiar with each other. She breathed a sigh of relief, but raised her eyebrows.

"Amosta. Is he here?"

"Come in, Secretary Bones--"

The wrinkled old Bana just opened the door with a calm face.

After seeing the tall old man standing on the lawn behind the door in the manor-style room, Amelia paused as she was about to take a step forward, and a trace of panic appeared on her stunned face!

And Sirius and Alastor were both in despair!

"I expected you would react this way, Secretary Bones—"

On the lawn, the old man with a short beard that was easy to take care of and showed a somewhat tough style smiled lightly and said.

"Hope Dregane!"

Alastor was the first to jump up. He pulled Amelia behind him and pointed his wand at Hope with a ferocious look on his face.

"It's the same old trick again, isn't it!"

"Don't worry, Alastor--"

Old Bana’s voice was hoarse;

"What you have in front of you is the real Hope——"

"What about the one in the banquet hall?"

Minister Bones narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice.

"This is Miguel Tooth, one of my subordinates--"

Hope stood on the lawn and smiled.

The three people from the British Ministry of Magic all had solemn faces. The three looked at each other and pondered for a few breaths. Minister Bones glanced at the waiter standing aside.

"This gentleman just mentioned Amosta's plan?"

"That's not a lie, Secretary Bones--"

Old Barna said, he waved to the three people from the British Ministry of Magic and walked towards the manor behind the lawn.

"We'll explain everything, Secretary Bones, but we have to move on to another place now. We don't have much time to waste—"

It was impossible to say that there were no doubts, but the old Barna and Hope in front of them did not seem to have any problems.

Amelia looked at Alastor, who after staring deeply at the manor not far away for a few times, shook his head slightly to indicate that there was no ambush inside.

Sirius followed Amelia without waiting for instructions.

"I don't understand, if Amosta had any plans, why didn't he tell us in advance?"

"It has nothing to do with trust, Mr. Black—"

Hope strode towards the manor and explained,

"Amosta formulated a plan for encirclement and suppression during the period when the International Confederation of Wizards held a meeting to discuss countermeasures after the fall of Uxta.

It is necessary to rely on the elite power of the Ministry of Magic of each country, so the possibility of leaking the secret is very high. Therefore, Amosta chose to remain silent——"

"Who to encircle and suppress?"

Minister Bones did not question Hope's statement, but simply asked,

"What exactly is the plan?"

"Of course it's the Death Eaters and the prisoners of Ekstad——"

Old Bana answered this question.

When the group arrived in front of the manor, Hope and Old Bana stepped into the lotus-shaped fountain pool under the gaze of the three people from the British Ministry of Magic, and put their hands on the gilded Galleon sculpture.

"As for the plan——"

Old Hope pursed his lips and looked at the three people who were still a little hesitant.

"Amosta called this plan——Putting someone in a trap."

In a flash of light, Old Bana and Hope disappeared in front of them.

Directional door key.

The three of them were wizards who were in high positions and had seen a lot of time.

They immediately identified the true nature of the Galleon sculpture.

Sirius and Alastor looked at Amelia, waiting for her to make a decision.

"Putting someone in a trap."

Amelia murmured in a low voice, with a thoughtful expression.

Having said that, with her wisdom, it is not difficult to guess what Amosta was going to do.

Amosta's plan is based on a very reasonable inference.

That is, Voldemort will definitely order his forces to take equal revenge for the establishment of the joint forces.

Just like Amosta announced that he would confiscate the Death Eaters' assets after the Death Eaters escaped from Azkaban, which led to the Death Eaters' War.

Although the Ministry of Magic suffered heavy losses in this war, it won the hearts of the people and brought a relatively stable order to the British magic world.

And now, Amosta seems to be planning to repeat the old trick.

Since it is impossible to grasp the timing of the Death Eaters' attack, then directly create an opportunity that is full of temptation for the Death Eaters.

"Walk into the trap."

Amelia muttered again in a low voice, and then smiled,

"It seems that I have been, all the heads of the Ministry of Magic of the signatory countries of the "Mutual Defense Treaty" have been regarded by Amosta as delicious but deadly food in the trap. Is that right?"

Amelia's eyes became deep.

It's a good plan. But Amosta uses so many politicians and heads of magic departments of various countries as bait for fishing, which will undoubtedly offend many people.

The hazy light flashed again, and before the vision was clear, the oncoming killing made the three people from the British Ministry of Magic look stern!

"Welcome to the goblin's Twin Moon Town, Minister Bones, and Mr. Black, Mr. Moody--"

Old Bana folded his hands in front of him, smiling at the three people who were shocked beyond words.

"Oh, these are them!"

Sirius looked at the dark mass of heads in front of him, breathing heavily, but a blush appeared on his cheeks,

"How did you do it? So many, when!"

"Just before the Daily Prophet published the report on the preparatory meeting--"

Hope's words were accompanied by a breath of iron and blood,

"This is all the power that the Federation and the goblins can bring out." (End of this chapter)