Hogwarts Homecoming

Moody never imagined that Amosta Blaine's idea of ​​getting some food would be this way.

Amosta called an elf and asked him to get a grill and prepare some charcoal and minced beef and mutton pierced with iron skewers. The house elves were extremely efficient. In almost a blink of an eye, the elves named Dobby and Rhea appeared at the lakeside carrying all the things Blaine requested. After putting these things down and asking if they needed help but being rejected, the two The elf bowed respectfully and disappeared into the snow.

"Please wait a moment, Professor Moody--"

Two wooden stakes were raised from the ground. Amostal took off his dress jacket neatly, rolled up his sleeves and sat down happily. Then, he picked up the meat skewers and placed them on the grill with the smoke coming out. , grilled skillfully.

This disrespectful behavior and smooth movements made Professor Moody feel dazed for a while. He bet that if someone else saw this scene and recorded it, this would probably become the scene when people talked about Amosta Brain. It’s a laugh that will definitely be mentioned.

The sky is filled with snow petals, and the earth is covered with silver.

The dream castle not far away attracted the attention of all the people in the darkness like a torch. They did not notice that the sparks flickering on the shore of the black lake were made by the famous Amosta Brain while grilling meat.

Not long after, an alluring aroma gradually filled the space enveloped by the warmth of the coals on the grill. Moody moved his missing piece of nose and looked at the quilt on the grill. When the golden fat of the barbecue came out, I was surprised to find that I actually had some appetite.

"It's surprising, Blaine—"

Moody resisted the absurdity in his heart and the slightest urge to laugh. He finally sat down and looked at Amosta's handsome face, which was red by the charcoal fire, and laughed.

"People must not imagine that a great magician like you is also a master of cooking--"

"this is nothing--"

Amosta focused on the barbecue. He squinted his eyes slightly and said lazily,

"Perhaps you don't know, Professor Moody, before I returned to Hogwarts to teach, I wandered around Europe for two years. In order to survive, I occasionally ran errands for others. It was common for me to eat and sleep in the open -"

Moody's lips pursed, as if he wanted to laugh, but in the end, he suppressed his laughter and nodded gently,

"It must have been a hard time, Blaine—"

Moody said in a hoarse voice.

call--

The silence lasted for about two minutes. The barbecue was emitting an amazing aroma under the flames. After Amostal neatly sprinkled some spices and crushed salt, he placed the barbecue on the grill and started rolling it. After a while, , Amosta picked up the barbecue that was about the same temperature and looked at it carefully by the firelight.

"Here——"

Amosta handed over the roast.

After being in a daze for a moment, Moody raised his hand in a slight panic and took it. Somehow, when he looked at the roasted meat cooked in a strange way, he felt a strange emotion in his heart. This kind of The emotion made him feel satisfied, but it was also accompanied by sadness and fear.

boom--

Amosta opened two bottles of butterbeer and handed one to Moody. After that, he stopped caring about him and made a few meat skewers by himself. He roughly pointed the bottle to his mouth and drank it hard. One mouthful.

"call--"

With just one sip, about a quarter of the wine bottle in his hand disappeared. Amosta let out a sigh of relief, and then squinted at the bottle, as if he still had something to say.

Moody's behavior suddenly became more elegant. He took a small bite of a piece of meat and chewed it slowly in his mouth. However, Brian's "bold" behavior made him ignore the smell of barbecue. He watched in shock as he was being grilled by charcoal fire. Behind the hazy space, Amosta Blaine couldn't believe that Amosta Blaine, who had always been elegant and gentle, had such an image.

Or is this the original image of Amosta Blaine, but he is burdened by fame, so he has to disguise his true self?

"I still prefer Muggle beer-"

Amosta said regretfully. He saw that Moody didn't move the bottle in his hand at all and raised his eyebrows.

"You need to eat this kind of barbecue with beer, Professor Moody, that way it will be complete -"

"Oh um-" Moody hesitated, "I need a wine glass, Blaine-"

"Wine glass? Oh, no, Professor Moody, if you continue to ruin the mood of eating this kind of barbecue, just do it!" Amosta said.

To be honest, Moody was a little hesitant and resistant, but for some reason, what he was even more unwilling to do at this time was to disobey Brian's request, so he reluctantly raised his head, pointed the mouth of the bottle to his lips, and took a sip.

The butterbeer that Blaine brought had not been warmed. In this cold weather, the foamy wine slid through the throat and flowed into the stomach like a knife, causing Moody to frown, but——

After the cold sting, he felt a strange sense of satisfaction, which made Moody make some nasal noises unconsciously.

"Ahem! It's a very strange feeling, Brian--" In order to cover up his embarrassment, Moody quickly turned his nasal sound into a heavy cough, and asked in a subtle way, "Where is this custom?"

Amosta didn't speak, just smiled casually. He turned his head and looked at the bustling world in trance. Moody, who suddenly saw Brian's silence, moved his lips, and then fell silent, staring at Huo Huo in the snow. Gwartz.

The fluffy snow layer wiped out all the noise between the white mountains and the black water. Although the ice castle was still lively and joyful, the students' laughter never stopped, and many fireworks exploded in the sky above the square from time to time, but the lake shore could only Hear monotony. The wind whistled boringly, but after listening to it for a long time, the sound of the wind was filtered out, and the world became peaceful, as if there were only two people left.

Although it was late at night, and there were no stars or moon in the sky shrouded by overcast clouds, the castle did not look very dark. The snow layer absorbed the bright lights from the ice castle, diffusing the light in all directions, making the white and desolate mountains look beautiful. Maolin also has a bit more color.

"What do you think of life at Hogwarts, Professor Moody?"

Amosta withdrew his calm gaze, flicked the charcoal fire with a poker, and then began to deal with the raw meat again.

"oh--"

This unexpected question made Moody unable to escape from his sad and bitter mood for a moment. He subconsciously blurted out,

"Ah, very good--"

Then, Moody took a deep breath, his voice became less harsh, and he said in a soothing tone,

"It's nice here, Blaine. There aren't so many dangers that could take your life at any time, and there aren't that many people who are eager to kill you. Minerva, Filius, and Pomona, most of the colleagues are friendly. . The work is not complicated. As long as you show some real skills, you can win applause in the classroom--"

"You're only seeing the surface, Professor Moody—"

Amosta fiddled with the charcoal fire from time to time, and the blazing sparks flew into the air with the rising thermal air, blooming brightly before being extinguished under the pressure of the cold.

Amosta said calmly,

"In fact, for thousands of years, this ancient school is only one step away from collapse. The danger of destruction has been bullying this oldest magic school in the European magic world. There are countless enemies hiding in the dark hoping that Hogwarts will disappear. .”

Amosta's remarks were shocking, but Professor Moody did not retort in astonishment. He just blinked with understanding and then cast his gaze towards the adjacent ancient castle.

"--For thousands of years, the former Royal Society of Wizards has become the Ministry of Magic. The royal family has been excluded from the magical world. We have had several wars with goblins, werewolves, vampires, and centaurs. We have even fought against those ancient earth secrets. The witches and wizards fought against each other several times, and Hogwarts won again and again, and was reborn in the ruins again and again. However, the losers of the war had no choice but to accept the fact that they could not destroy Hogwarts. Do you understand why? , Professor Moody?”

"What is it?"

Moody asked, still gazing at the ancient castle.

"Because Hogwarts is no longer just a magic school--"

Amosta smiled and looked at the time-worn castle with a touch of emotion in his voice.

"Hogwarts established by the four founders has become a belief that will always exist in people's hearts. Countless people are willing to sacrifice their lives for this belief. Faith will not disappear, Professor Moody, it does not have to be It relies on some kind of actual organization to survive, and it does not necessarily have to be protected by power and power to survive."

Moody looked thoughtful, and Amosta continued,

"Another very important point is-"

Amosta shifted his gaze from the castle to Moody, his lavender eyes as deep as the abyss.

"Hogwarts never remembers hatred."