Homecoming from Hogwarts

Looking at the three speechless Gryffindor students, Amosta's eyes became increasingly gloomy, but he still asked in that playful tone,
"Let me ask you three, why did Dumbledore send you here? To kill me?"

"This is a misunderstanding, Professor!"

Hermione took a few breaths and said,
"It is true that Professor Dumbledore sent us back to find you. But it is not to kill you. In fact, we are a group of people. We are facing a crisis in the future that will destroy the wizarding world. Professor Dumbledore sent us to seek your help, Professor!"

"Shut up, beautiful lady!"

To Harry and Ron's astonishment, when Hermione shouted that they were from the future, Professor Brains not only did not show any surprise on his face, but he scolded them harshly.

"Of course I know you are back from the future. I remember the faces of every student in Hogwarts. You are not students of the current Hogwarts at all. I saw the time converter!"

Seeing the three people were shocked, Amosta's tone softened slightly. He fiddled with the wand between his fingers for a few times.
"Don't try to interfere with my judgment, understand? You just need to answer every question I ask truthfully. If I find out that you are lying——"

Amosta's voice was low,

"I will dig open your brains and check your memories myself. My memory magic is not very advanced. If you turn into idiots, don't blame me--"

Harry had to admit, he was a little scared.

Snape told them that Professor Brain in this period was a little different from the one they knew, but was the difference too obvious?!

The three of them nodded in unison.

"very good--"

Amosta nodded with satisfaction.
“First and foremost”

His eyes fell on Harry's scar.

"Are you the real Harry Potter who was sent by Dumbledore to be adopted by his Muggle relatives?"

Harry nodded.

"You are Ron Weasley"

Amosta walked up to Ron again and looked him in the eyes.

Ron nodded vigorously.

"Yes, I am the sixth boy in our family, the younger brother of Bill, Charlie and Percy. I am not in school yet and I have a younger sister named Ginny!"

"Thanks--"

Amosta nodded to Ron gentlemanly.
"I'll check with Bill Weasley."

"And then—"

Amosta walked up to Hermione and looked at her deeply.
"You call me professor?"

"You are from Hogwarts"

Hermione hesitated before continuing.
"Professor of Hogwarts, you taught us knowledge."

"Why do you hesitate, dear Miss Granger?"

Amosta accurately caught the doubt that flashed across Hermione's eyes.

As if she had anticipated this question, Hermione looked Professor Braine in the eye.

"Because before we came back, Professor Dumbledore told us that we could only reveal some of the future to you appropriately to prove our identity. If we reveal too much, maybe..."

"what--"

Amosta smiled happily, and as he paced, he talked to himself.

"This cautious style seems to be Dumbledore's style crisis. It seems to be a serious crisis. Otherwise, Dumbledore would not take such a big risk and violate the law. Well, let's put it this way.
And Dumbledore is in the same group in the future. I also returned to Hogwarts and became a professor under Dumbledore's nose.
This doesn't sound real. Could it be that Dumbledore is threatening me to stay in Hogwarts and be under his surveillance?"

this.
Harry and the other two looked hesitant.

They could not give an accurate answer to this question.

"Just assume that this is all true—"

Amosta kept smiling, but the cold arc in his eyes showed that he had limited trust in what the three Gryffindor students said.

"You just said--"

Amosta looked at Hermione again.

"The future is in danger, and Dumbledore needs my help. That sounds ridiculous. Why would the greatest wizard of our time need me? And where did I go in your era? Why did you come back to the present to find me?"

"They came here to find you because you were already dead at that time, Amosta Blaine."

A completely unfamiliar voice suddenly appeared in the cathedral-like room where they were.

The information revealed by this voice made even Amosta stunned for two seconds.
But the moment he came to his senses, Amosta's eyes suddenly became sharp and he decisively turned around and swung his wand. The half-moon wrapped in coldness tore through the air and slashed towards the direction where the sound came from!
boom!
A dazzling cold light flashed by, and a low roar like a drum resounded throughout the room!
There was a little smoke and dust in the air, but it couldn't hide the grim face.

Harry and the other two stared blankly at the woman who suddenly appeared in the room. Seeing her familiar face, they were speechless with astonishment.
"Bellatrix!"

Harry yelled in shock, struggling desperately to get up.

"Bellatrix?"

Amosta's face was also filled with gloom. He stared at the woman standing next to the chest of drawers where he had just sat down, with murderous intent surging in his eyes.
"I thought you were imprisoned in Azkaban. Oh, you are a lot younger than I thought?"

"That's because I'm not Bellatrix—"

The witch wrapped in a black robe said that the look in her eyes when she looked at Amosta also concealed a deep murderous intent.
"My name is Delphine, Delphine Riddle, daughter of Lord Voldemort."

The echo of the fight a moment ago was still echoing in the huge room.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione opened their mouths and stared at the witch, unable to speak.

This doesn't seem to be in the script!
"Voldemort's Daughter"

After a long while, Amosta, who looked slightly touched, regained his composure. He looked at the witch who looked to be in her twenties, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.
"Twenty days ago, in the Forbidden Forest—"

"Yes, that's me."

The witch, who looked 70% similar to Bellatrix, also restrained her murderous intent and looked at Amosita coldly.

"Oh, that's really interesting"

Amosta slowly turned the wrist holding the magic wand, his mood did not waver, and his tone even became more friendly.

"How did you know I would be here tonight, Delphi? Or do you want me to call you Ms. Riddle?"

"I've lived the past twenty years of my life for this one thing, Brian—"

Delphi's mouth also showed a hint of sneer.
"I've spent my life investigating your past, Brian. So I know what's going to happen in this house tonight."

"So, you took the trouble to come here tonight just to continue the assassination plan that failed last time?"

Amosta smiled even more happily, and the wand left an afterimage at his fingertips.

"That's how it was—"

Delphi sneered twice.

"But now, I have a better idea."

She opened her hand at her side, and the Time-Turner that Amosta had placed on the fallen chest of drawers flew into her hand.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione stared at this scene with visibly horrified expressions on their faces!
"What's a better idea?"

The corner of Amosta's eye twitched as well, and he asked calmly.

"Perhaps, I have been going in the wrong direction. Perhaps, I shouldn't have been so obsessed with killing you, Brian, and joined forces with you to achieve my goal—"

Delphi smiled.

"Oh, join forces?"

Amosta showed an exaggerated smile, but his eyes were always cold.

"It's very risky to join forces with a dark wizard who wants to kill me. What do we want to do after we join forces?"

After appearing in front of them, Delphi turned her eyes away from Amosta's face for the first time and looked at Harry.
"It's obvious isn't it. Kill Harry Potter."

“Come and give it a try!”

After getting over the surprise, Harry glared at Delphi fiercely.
"You are no match for Professor Brain, and none of your schemes or tricks can fool Professor Brain!"

Amosta's eyes moved and he continued to smile.

"Mr. Potter's speech really touched me. No one has ever believed me so much, so, you see--"

Amosta opened his hands and looked at Delphi,
"I think I should return the trust. Besides, what's the benefit of working with you, dear Delphi?"

"of course--"

Delphi was not surprised at all by Amosta's performance. She looked at Amosta calmly with a confident smile on her face.

"Choose a future for yourself where you won't die."

(End of this chapter)