Hogwarts Homecoming

Today was supposed to be a normal day, but the encounter with Cedric and Cho Chang in the morning was just some unlucky things that happened on a normal day - for Harry. However, what happened next was completely beyond Harry's understanding.

Hermione was almost killed.

If he hadn't realized this by now, he was stupid.

But why?

Looking at the pale, unconscious girl on the hospital bed in the principal's office, Harry was deeply puzzled.

Why would someone kill Hermione? Who did it? Was it the person who made Hermione a warrior? Was it Voldemort's order?

Harry thought instinctively, because they had discussed before that Hermione becoming a warrior would not exist alone. If someone wanted to do something, there would definitely be other actions. As for identifying Voldemort as the murderer .This does not require any special reason. All the misfortunes they have encountered in the past few years are more or less related to the most evil wizard in history.

Looking at Harry next to Minerva, whose eyes and expression were still confused, Amosta sighed slightly. In his opinion, this was a frightened little boy.

Indeed, the children chosen by Gryffindor do not lack courage, even that guy Peter. However, not lacking courage does not mean that he will not be afraid, especially what happened in front of him was beyond the understanding of the little wizard. range.

The incident in front of him was a naked murder, targeting a student with cruel, cruel and completely unexpected murder methods. This was different from the adventures that Harry and the others had experienced before, and they were always watched with protective eyes. , completely different in nature.

In this incident, the dangers of the wizarding world were truly revealed to Harry.

"--Causes and consequences"

Harry turned pale and grunted. He noticed that Professor McGonagall had put her hand on his shoulder and was casting an unbearable look at him.

There was pity and concern in those eyes. Bathed in Professor McGonagall's gaze, Harry felt that the fear in his heart seemed to be less, but at the same time, an anger that melted him had begun to melt in his heart. roar!

He was going to kill the wizard who persecuted Hermione, no matter who he was!

"Harry--"

When his green eyes filled with anger and a clear murderous intention began to linger around his thin body, Dumbledore blinked tiredly.

"Believe me, believe Professor Blaine, we will investigate this matter clearly, and we will make Hermione's murderer get the punishment he deserves-"

For the first time, Harry felt that Dumbledore was a bit annoying. What he wanted was not just the truth and the punishment of the murderer, but what he wanted was to kill the real murderer with his own hands!

"Mr. Potter?"

Just when Harry's face was ashen and his heart was filled with endless cruel thoughts, Professor Brain suddenly spoke again, and he subconsciously looked into those lavender eyes.

Amosta looked at Harry calmly;

"I know you desperately want Hermione's murderer to be punished and to avenge your friend. Everyone here, I mean, everyone in this office feels the same anger as you, but the first thing we have to do is , find out the truth and tell us how it happened--"

There was a hint of refusal in Professor Brain's tone.

So Harry began to say that he could not find out the truth on his own, and he knew this very well.

Harry still had some sense, and he did not tell Professor Brain the real reason why they went to the post office, although he believed that under the current situation, Professor Brain would no longer hold them accountable for donating things to the orphanage without authorization.

He told them that he, Hermione and Ron went to the post office because Hermione had received a notice that there was some fan mail from her and a package. After picking up the package, they went to the Three Broomsticks pub for a drink. , where Hermione opened her letters and packages.

"Tell me more about those roses--"

Amosta ordered in a calm tone. The problem could be seen at a glance.

".That's right, it's a pink flower. It looks like it's been enchanted."

Harry's eyes pointed at the snack box placed at the end of Hermione's bed.

"Because that rose is very beautiful, and the luster on it must be caused by magic."

How dare you touch a magical item of unknown origin? !

Professor McGonagall's chest suddenly swelled, and Hermione was already lying there. She could only stare at Harry with hatred, but considering that the child was feeling very uncomfortable now, she did not blame him.

"Can you please tell Filch, Professor McGonagall——"

When Harry's voice fell, Amosta immediately looked at Professor McGonagall,

"From now on, all items and letters sent to Hogwarts from the outside world will be collected by him and sent to the student safety office. After my inspection, they will be returned to the students. Things sent to students from the post office will also be sent to them. He will take it back to Hogwarts and hand it over to me for inspection. The professor's is no exception--"

Professor McGonagall hesitated, then nodded.

Amosta's approach will definitely cause dissatisfaction among some students and staff, but it is necessary and they must be responsible for the safety of the children in this castle.

After saying that, Amosta looked at Dumbledore,

"Do you think there is anything else that needs to be added, Headmaster?"

"You've thought it all through, Amosta, I have nothing more to add—"

Dumbledore shook his head, then looked at Professor McGonagall,

"Minerva, I need you to take Harry to Poppy's"

"I'm fine!"

Harry shouted fiercely, facing the gazes of Professor Dumbledore and Professor Braine, his pale face twisted,

"I want. Phew. I want to kill--"

"We've basically got the situation under control, Harry--"

Amosta said calmly,

"We will pursue this matter to the end. I think Principal Dumbledore is right when he says that what you need most now is rest."

"Come on, Potter, come on--"

Professor McGonagall put an arm around Harry's shoulders and pulled him out.

"What about Hermione!"

Harry knew that he could not disobey the orders of Dumbledore and Professor Brain. As he was pulled away by Professor McGonagall, he turned to glare at his best friend in Hogwarts and shouted loudly,

"She needs treatment, she has to go to the school hospital!"

"Let's go, Potter!"

Professor McGonagall's tone became much more stern,

"Professors Dumbledore and Professor Blaine will take care of her. You have to follow me to the school hospital for a checkup. Mr. Weasley happens to be there too-"

The door closed, and Harry's unwilling eyes disappeared from Dumbledore and Amosta's sight.

Du, du, du—

Dumbledore just turned his eyes to Amosta and was about to say something, but an owl suddenly appeared outside his window and pecked at the glass to attract his attention.

"It's Connelly--"

Dumbledore walked over and got the letter. After unfolding the letter and scanning it twice, Dumbledore said to Amosta,

"The Ministry of Magic already knows what happened in Hogsmeade. In twenty minutes, Cornelius, Umbridge and Amelia will arrive at Hogwarts through the Floo Network-"

With that said, Dumbledore walked to the extinguished fireplace, waved his wand to make the fireplace emit a burst of green light, and opened permissions to connect the school's fireplace to the Floo network.

"Come on, come on -"

The original sofa in the office had become Hermione's hospital bed. Amosta stood beside Hermione's hospital bed and waved his wand, conjuring a new sofa from the air.

Leaning on the sofa, his back sunk into the soft backrest of the sofa, Amosta looked lazy, but the anger between his eyebrows and the coldness in his words made it known that his heart was definitely not what he showed. So peaceful,

"If they don't come, I'll come looking for them too. This matter won't end that easily--"