Ashes of Hogwarts

The story of the brothers is not exactly tragic.

As a person who has come a long way from the Soul Age, it is hard for stories like this to impress Ash's rock-solid heart.

But if the protagonist in the story changes from an insignificant stranger to a well-known character.

That's totally different.

For example, this story sounds like a tragic hero who has a great mission and is fighting on the front line against the evil villain. He is a great warrior who could not return home even if his wife was killed by the evil villain's men.

When his name was not Leonidas or Dayu, but Hawkwood, Ash couldn't help but curse.

"Scumbag!"

"Yes, he is a scumbag. What an apt name. If I see this man in the future, I will definitely read this name out loud in front of him!"

Dante feels that "scumbag" fits the image of his father very well.

After all, a man who abandons his wife and children is not really a complete man.

It can only be said to be a residue!

I didn't expect that my uncle's ability to pick nicknames was as good as mine.

Unfortunately, in the soul world, residue is not considered a curse word.

Or it's not an exaggeration to say that he was a former hero.

"You two, what are your plans for the future?"

Ash lit a cigarette and looked across.

The brothers gradually stopped eating.

"If possible, I would like to ask you to save our mother. I think her soul must have been tortured by the God of Death, and may even be used as a weapon against that man."

This in itself is the purpose of the brothers' search for Ash.

They had tried every means to get close to Ash before, even risking offending Ash, just to get Ash to help.

"I promise."

Ash was delighted.

Hawkwood is my dearest relative, friend, and brother.

Will I watch his woman suffer and his children suffer?

I, Ash Lothric, cannot do such a thing, otherwise my surname would not be Lothric!

"So, do you know where Death is?"

This is the most fundamental problem. If you don’t know the enemy’s lair, how can you save people?

The brothers shook their heads in confusion.

Not to mention they knew, they didn't even have the inkling to investigate.

So he dared to take advantage of Pluto's good temper and run around in other people's back gardens, but he still hasn't found what he wants.

"It would be a bit troublesome if we don't have a nest location." Ash blew out a smoke ring, his not handsome face looking a little desolate in the smoke.

"So, is there any information about your mother's location? Even just some clues?"

The two brothers looked at each other and shook their heads.

"It's shameful to say that although we have been working hard for this goal for many years, we still have no clue."

Virgil's face wrinkled up, looking very ugly.

They feel shameless when they ask others to do something but can't even give them any clues.

Ok……

"It's not a big problem."

Ash took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

There is a pair of mandarin ducks embroidered on the handkerchief, which was embroidered by the fireproof girl herself.

"After all, you two have trouble even eating. You lost your mother at a young age, and your father never lived at home. It's good to be able to grow up healthily."

Virgil smiled "hehe", and his fat body swayed up and down, giving off an overwhelming momentum.

Ash suddenly wanted to take back what he just said.

The younger brother is indeed healthy, but the older brother is not necessarily healthy.

But it’s okay, it’s a blessing to be able to eat it!

"Let's do this. I'll write you a letter of introduction. You can solve your own food and clothing problems first. As for the investigation, I will find professional help."

After saying that, before the brothers could refute, Ash took out a pen and paper from his arms.

"Grind ink for me!"

Spreading out the fine rice paper given by Snape, Ash licked up the ink and began to dance like a dragon.

The brothers couldn't help but sigh as they looked at Ash's wanton ink spray.

Uncle is uncle, I can’t understand a single word of this.

Not long after, a new letter of introduction in English written in cursive came out.

Ash took out his wand and solemnly signed his magic signature at the end.

Only a letter signed with a magical signature can prove that it was written by Ash.

Otherwise everything else is bullshit.

"Take this letter and go to the second underground floor of Whitehall in central London. Don't worry about anyone who blocks you. I think you have your own way to get in."

Ash rolled the thick rice paper into a roll and handed it to Virgil.

It was impossible for him to introduce two delinquent middle-aged people to work at Hogwarts, not to mention that Dante had never been exposed to magic.

"Thank you uncle."

Dante smiled and took the letter of introduction from Ash's hand.

He felt that today was really the brothers' lucky day.

Not only did he learn that he had a powerful and powerful uncle, but he also promised to save his mother.

I also got a job.

Listen to the location, central London.

Definitely decent!

"Well, let's go."

Ash nodded.

He was thinking about how to ask Holmes for help.

Holmes is not the boss of these two unfortunate children, and there is a price to pay for asking him to come out.

After half an hour.

"Why haven't you two left yet?"

Ash frowned and looked at the two brothers across the table who were smiling admiringly.

"That's it, sir."

Dante's haggard face smiled gently.

"Although we have a job here, it will take a long time before we get paid, so I want you to borrow some money, sir. It's not much, just enough for us two brothers to eat."

Ash found that Dante's "Uncle" was becoming more and more smooth.

Eat well.

At first glance, it didn't sound like an embarrassing request, but considering that Virgil was turning his head to the side to whistle, the word "not much" was a question mark.

Finally, Ash threw out a bag of gold coins.

This is a currency made of pure gold, enchanted by fairies, and can be used in both the Muggle and wizarding worlds.

"Thank you uncle!"

At this moment, Virgil showed unprecedented hand speed and grabbed the bag of gold coins.

Swish~cha!

A blue cross crack flashed in the void, and the two brothers disappeared.

Ash silently put the other bag of gold coins back into his backpack.

Young man, you move so fast.

Snapped!

After snapping his fingers, Ash turned into a line of smoke and disappeared.

……

The second floor of the Ministry of Magic, the Auror office.

Rufus Scrimgeour held the rice paper high and repeatedly confirmed the authenticity of the magic signature.

Although I hate to admit it, this magic signature is real.

No one can imitate that violent yet vital fire breath.

There is also the word "dog crawling" in this hand.

"Since you are Mr. Lothric's nephew, I mean, you may be qualified enough to work in the Auror office, and you happen to be Mr. Lothric's nephew, then from today on, we are colleagues."

Scrimgeour took out two documents and handed them to the brothers.

This is also a file that must be filled out when joining the company.

Dante and Virgil took it happily.

I saw the work of two people written on it.

Large-scale cargo transporter on the surface - Dante.

The full-time personnel transfer manager of the Auror Office—Virgil.