Homecoming from Hogwarts

Dumbledore's thoughts were like torches suspended in front of people, burning fiercely.

Perhaps, this is the last time he will contribute his wisdom to the future of the wizarding world.

"Yes, that's right—"

Dumbledore paced back and forth, muttering,

"Whether it's Helpo, the four founders, or Merlin, they all want Amosta to go to the stars for different reasons--"

Voldemort was the enemy of all of them, the one they had no choice but to get rid of.

Helbo predicted this and took advantage of it.

Voldemort fears death and the unknown.

Therefore, the caduceus communicated with Voldemort when Voldemort was desperate, and tempted him to make the caduceus into a Horcrux.

In this situation, Amosta had no choice but to go to the stars to meet Helpo.

The four giants also hope that Amosta will go to the starry sky, otherwise they will not leave any revelations to tell him how to go to the starry sky.

The two sides in the fight had a tacit understanding on this point.

The difference is that the Big Four only left information, but the specific choice is still in the hands of Amostad.

But Hailbo was different, he forced Amosta to act.

"Amosta obviously anticipated something, so he let you reveal these secrets, but he hopes that we..."

Dumbledore looked a little sad, his eyes taking in the faces with different expressions in the bar, unintentionally touching Ariana on the wall.

His sister was looking at him tenderly.

"Ariana."

The wrinkles between his brows relaxed, and Dumbledore muttered something that no one heard.

"Has Amos Tashi made his choice? Has he headed for the stars?"

Remus asked.

Dumbledore's intermittent whispers were difficult to understand, and Remus could only guess and barely understand some things.

With a loud noise, people all looked up at the sky.

The starry sky.
It is a mysterious forbidden place for both wizards and Muggles.

"Now it seems that Amosta has indeed made up his mind, but he is probably still with us on a planet. According to Muggles, on a planet with the same coordinates as us. Ah!"

Dumbledore suddenly said,
"One of the three coordinates, the Resurrection Stone, was also..."

Dumbledore suddenly looked at Narcissa, who was in deep sorrow.

"You saw Voldemort, didn't you, after he'd done all that carnage?"

Narcissa nodded.

"How is he doing?"

Dumbledore asked urgently.

"He looks miserable—"

Narcissa sniffed.

"He fell from the sky into the yard, holding a double snake staff and screaming. Bella and I were at a loss and helped him into the room."

People listened attentively, but Narcissa suddenly stopped talking. She pursed her lips, with a look of hesitation and disbelief.

Dumbledore's eyes flashed with restrained joy.

"How did you escape, Narcissa?"

Dumbledore asked,
"You're with Bellatrix, and Voldemort is seriously injured and needs someone to look after him. I'm sure Bellatrix won't be as good at this as you are. Oh, don't be nervous--"

Dumbledore turned around and gave a warning look to the people who regarded Narcissa as a spy, and then comforted Draco who looked hostile.
"Don't be nervous, Draco. It's not that I don't trust your mother. It's just that this matter is very important and I must understand it."

"I can tell you, but—"

Narcissa bit her lip. She looked at the faces behind Dumbledore who still had doubts about her. She whispered,

"But I can only tell you one person, Dumbledore -"

Narcissa's words aroused more suspicion, but her hesitant attitude made Dumbledore's blue eyes more joyful. At the same time, there were some more complicated emotions.

He walked in front of Narcissa and tilted his ear towards her. Narcissa stood on tiptoe and whispered in her ear.
No one heard it, not even Draco, who was pushed aside by Narcissa.

“He really did it.”

When people saw and heard what happened, Dumbledore had a complex expression, some were overjoyed, and some were indescribably heavy.

"Amosta actually did it. He cleared the obstacles to the starry sky."

Clear the way to the stars?
Even Narcissa was looking at Dumbledore in confusion.

What does what she just said have to do with Amosta?
Harry, like everyone else, looked at Dumbledore in confusion.

The complexity of what he experienced today was greater than what he had experienced in the previous ten years of his life, or even in the rest of his life. From what he had heard so far, it was clear that Professor Brian's departure was part of his own plan, which meant that he was not in any danger of death.

This made Harry feel slightly relieved.

But he was eager to know where Professor Brian was now and what he had arranged for them to do.

Only Professor Dumbledore can answer these two questions.

Buzz.
He looked at Dumbledore intently, hoping that he could solve the puzzle as soon as possible, but suddenly, a strange buzzing sound attracted his attention as well as the attention of other people in the bar.

"Harry!"

He was still looking for the source of the strange noise when Hermione beside him suddenly screamed.

"your hands!"

Hand. What's wrong with your hand?
Harry thought confusedly, then raised his hand and looked down.

As the light from his wrist gradually bloomed, Harry's expression became dazed.
The manor, which had been shrouded in gray fog for nearly a year, finally regained its brightness last night.

But this place has been visited by death after all, and the scenery inside the manor is even more desolate than the endless wilderness outside the courtyard.

When Lucius comes back, maybe I can discuss with him about changing the mansion.

Narcissa sat on the marble steps in front of the foyer with empty eyes, looking at the courtyard without a trace of greenery.

Bella was pacing anxiously at the bottom of the stairs.

The Dark Lord went to attack Hogwarts, alone.

In the past, even Bella would have thought in her heart that the Dark Lord was crazy.

Hogwarts is now at its strongest, but they suffered another crushing defeat last night.

It is really unwise to confront head-on at this time.

But the situation is different now. After the defeat last night, the great Dark Lord finally gained the submission of that powerful staff!

I saw that the wand, without anyone controlling it, instantly repelled old man Dumbledore and took away one of his hands.

Even Bella, who didn't know much about the Staff, had no doubt about its power.

But she still felt anxious.

The Dark Lord went to attack Hogwarts but did not take her with him.

Why is that?
Has the Dark Lord gained great power and no longer needed the support of the Death Eaters?

Or should she not have told Brian about his attempt to win her over last night, because it did arouse the Dark Lord's suspicion?
Damn it Brian!

Bella's eyes were fierce, she stomped her feet heavily and gritted her teeth.

She shouldn't have made any deal with Brian. Even if the deal was fake!
If she had known last night what would happen later, she should have stayed at Hogwarts. The Dark Lord with the caduceus could have rescued her.

If she stayed in Hogwarts, she would be a loyal Death Eater in the eyes of the Dark Lord, but now, perhaps the Dark Lord would think she was a cowardly deserter!

Lucius got a great bargain!

Bella glanced at Narcissa who was sitting on the stairs, and a hint of jealousy flashed across her face.

Just based on what happened last night in the Ministry of Magic, where Lucius exchanged Draco for the prophecy, the Malfoy family will become the Dark Lord's favorites again!

"Don't worry, Narcissa—"

With a gloomy look in her eyes, Bella turned around and looked at her expressionless sister.
"The Dark Lord is many times more powerful than he has ever been. He can bring back your husband and son—"

Bella said.

Narcissa simply glanced at her sister and remained silent.

Of course she wasn't worried.

In fact, it was best for Lucius and Draco to fall into Blaine's hands.

After the Dark Lord returned halfway through the year, her husband had pledged his allegiance to Blaine.

In fact, when the war is over, no matter who wins, the Malfoy family will be safe.

But after comprehensive consideration, Narcissa still hoped that Brian and Dumbledore would win so that their family could live a little easier and not have to live in fear all the time.

By then, they can move to a brand new house. The villa area in the Magic City that is currently being built is a good choice.

Narcissa knew how the Ministry planned things there.

The villa area has complete supporting facilities, beautiful scenery and guaranteed safety.

Suitable for their noble and respectable pure-blood family to live in.

Although the remaining wealth in their hands could not avoid being exploited by Brian, their family could still live there in peace.

“I don’t”

boom!
A sudden explosion from above the courtyard interrupted what Narcissa was about to say. (End of this chapter)