Hogwarts Homecoming

"The person who initiated the research."

Louise bit her lip and shook her head slightly. She didn't fully understand the true meaning of what Amosta said.

And Amosta had no intention of explaining, and just asked, "What happened later? You must have seen Frazier, right?"

This is something that goes without saying, otherwise Louise would not have been able to get the phone number of Fraser's residence.

"It was around Halloween the year before last. I received a letter from Fraser. It was the only letter I had received from Fraser in so many years. That letter did not appear in my mailbox. It wasn't delivered by the postman, it appeared suddenly. On the balcony of the room I rented, there was no stamp on the envelope, no sending address and no receiving address. I knew it was Fraser through the notes and the contents of the letter. letter——"

Louise's eyes were filled with confusion, as if she didn't understand how the letter got into her hands.

"--Fraser told me in that letter that he went to a new country to continue their great research. He said that it was arranged by the research organization to which he was affiliated."

Louise pursed her lips, her beautiful face full of gloom.

"Before that, I always thought it was just a student interest organization in Bologna. I didn't expect that this organization is not that simple. It has bases in other countries. Then, he told me in the letter that he is fine now and asked me to Take care of yourself and your parents."

Amosta's eyelids moved slightly. This was very unusual. A Muggle who was almost crazy in order to gain magical power began to care about his family. There was obviously something in this.

"Are you aware that Fraser might have been in a bad place when he wrote this letter?"

Amosta asked bluntly.

"certainly!"

Louise said angrily,

"Although he didn't mention a word, I could feel his fear at the time. I couldn't reply to him because I didn't know how the letter fell into my hands. I even went to the police with it, Because I suspected Fraser might be in danger and had been kidnapped, but the police said an unsigned letter didn’t prove anything at all!”

"Where's that letter?" Amosta leaned slightly.

"I burned it—"

Louise said she noticed some surprise in Amosta's expression and immediately added,

"It was Fraser's request. At the end of the letter, he asked me in a very solemn tone to burn the letter after reading it. The police said that maybe the letter might just be a prank."

Amosta felt regretful for a while. This letter was probably sent to Louise through an owl. If it still existed, it was not impossible to find the place where the letter was sent.

"--I met Fraser last September."

As if she realized that that was the last time she saw her brother, Louise's breath became disordered again, and her red eyes became moist again. Amosta did not urge her, but just took a picture from the coffee table. The tissue was handed to her.

"Thanks--"

Louise said in a hoarse voice. She looked at Amosta with tears in her eyes, feeling that this mysterious Amosta Brain was indeed a very gentlemanly man.

"I don't know how Frasier knew where I lived, but he came to the door --"

Louise gently twisted her nose with a tissue, then crumpled the tissue into a ball and held it in her hand.

"You must know how surprised I was. I haven't seen him for so many years. He looks a little fatter than the last time I saw him, but his mental state is very bad and panicked. He said he escaped."

"Escaped?"

Amosta narrowed his eyes.

"That's right,"

Louise nodded, her voice was horrifying,

"That's what he said. Maybe he was scared, so he said something that he might not have originally intended to say. He said that those people were a group of evil lunatics who bewitched him to conduct magic research and conduct experiments. Various experiments, including babies and pregnant women, were used as experimental materials. I was frightened. I asked him to go to the police with me, but this seemed to stimulate him--"

Louise was breathing rapidly;

"He was unwilling to go to the police, saying that if those terrorists who knew magic knew about it, everyone would be in danger. He still insisted that he had seen magic with his own eyes, and that he had seen those people using magic to torture and kill people. I guess he He must have been too frightened, or he was injected with a hallucinogenic drug and became confused!"

"You must have asked him where he has been all these years and where he escaped from, Louise?"

Amosta asked solemnly.

From the information provided by Louise, he got closer to the truth, but at the same time, deeper confusion was also placed in front of him.

He could probably guess what kind of organization this Fraser was involved in, and it was not surprising that such an organization would appear. It was even unclear whether there was any official shadow behind such an organization. It's not easy to say, but why would this kind of organization, which should be deeply hidden in the shadows and dare not face a ray of light, provoke Hermione? They should understand that plotting against the little wizard at Hogwarts is equivalent to offending themselves and Dumbledore. .

"He doesn't want to say—"

Amosta was thinking, and Louise nodded, clenching her fists tightly,

"He told me that if he knew too much, it would also bring danger to me. At that time, he seemed to be more awake. He said that he should not have come to my place, but he felt regretful that he asked me to take care of my parents. Then he planned to leave. Of course I refused to let him go. I wanted to take him to the police and let him go home to meet his parents, but he was very resistant. We struggled for a long time. In the end, he only left me a phone number. Would you like to tell me where he lives now——"

All the stories about Fraser ended here, and then he was discovered by Amosta. He was made into an Inferi trap, and his body was left in the rental house.

It was raining heavily outside the window, strong winds were beating against the doors and windows, and there was a faint sound of thunder in the low-hanging clouds.

In the dark room, there were only the slight sobs of Louise who was curled up on the sofa, and the crackling sound of wood burning in the fireplace. Amosta closed his eyes and pondered the information he had obtained in his heart——

"Kingsley!"

Suddenly, under Louise's surprised gaze, the man opposite stood up suddenly. His gentle face disappeared, and his sharp eyebrows revealed a heart-stopping thunder.

"Mr. Blaine——"

Kingsley, who heard everything outside the door, opened the door, strode over, and stood upright in front of Amosta, waiting for orders.

This scene made Louise feel a little confused, because in terms of age, the tall black man named Kingsley was obviously much older than Amosta, but he seemed to be Amosta's subordinate, and... Judging from his posture, he showed great respect for Amosta Brain, who was much younger than him.

"Get ready. You and I will go to Italy immediately. The remaining personnel will stay here and wait for news--"

Amosta said quietly.

Kingsley was not surprised by this instruction, but he did hesitate.

"According to the procedure, Mr. Blaine, we need to apply for entry to the Italian official with magic number first, and wait for approval before we can enter -"

Why do I still need to apply for entry?

Louise, who felt the special temperament exuding from Amosta, stood up from the sofa unconsciously. When she heard this, she was a little confused, but she quickly figured it out - these people were affiliated For government law enforcement officers, if they want to investigate a case in another country, they may indeed need to apply.

"According to urgency, Kingsley, under special circumstances, I think occasionally breaking the rules and regulations is not something worth shouting about, what do you think?"

Amosta looked at Kingsley calmly.

"I think you are a wise leader, Mr. Blaine--"

Unexpectedly, Kingsley did not insist, but smiled and said,

"Perhaps the Auror Office will be more effective under your leadership--"

Auror?

Louise blinked. Wasn't she an agent? Or was this the code name of their elite agent?

"I have no intention of competing with Scrimgeour for a job -" Amosta smiled slightly, "I won't make any further announcements to Dumbledore. You can take the time to write him a letter and explain the situation - "

Scrimgeour and Dumbledore are senior officials of a certain department, but why have I never heard of it? As a daily reporter, Louise thought a little hurt, and then she saw Kings Len turned his attention to her;

"So Miss Aundair, how do you plan to arrange her, Mr. Blaine?"