After Lupine left, Amosta did not leave the Leaky Cauldron immediately. The many days of missions made him mentally exhausted. He asked the bar owner Tom to open a room for him, and planned to spend some time here first. Have a night's rest and return to the Muggle world tomorrow.
The bright sunshine in London in early July had a hint of laziness. Amosta stayed in the room throughout the afternoon and did not go out until the sun sank below the horizon and the bright moon hung on the branches. With sleepy eyes, he slowly sat up from the bed.
Once a person's spirit is relaxed, the body will soon fall into a loose state. Amosta rubbed his stomach that was already protesting, got up and dressed, and staggered out of the room.
Because Hogwarts is on summer vacation, there are obviously many more wizards in the bar. However, most of them just use this place to travel between the wizarding world and the Muggle world, and there are no wizards who really stay here. Not too much.
Amosta also saw several little wizards from the school, but because the seat he chose was behind a pillar and relatively remote, the children who were excited about the start of the wonderful summer vacation did not notice him. Amosta was also happy to have his leisure time and did not choose to say hello proactively.
Chewing a piece of steak slowly and taking two sips of the rich red wine, Amosta quietly enjoyed the leisurely time that belonged to him alone.
The news that Rufus Scrimgeour, Director of the Auror Office, led a group of elites to hunt down smugglers, but were all sent to St. Mungo's by a dark wizard did not appear in the Daily Prophet, so , the focus of discussion among the guests around him was still Gilderoy Lockhart, who had just retired from the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts in an unseemly manner.
It is a wise saying no matter what world it is. After his despicable crimes in the past were reported, Lockhart, who once had his writings popular throughout the European wizarding world, immediately became a man who was shouted at by everyone. Mouse, all his previous book fans disappeared overnight.
Every one of the wizards who were talking about this topic sneered and claimed that they had seen through his true face a long time ago, as if they would be laughed at if they didn't say so.
"With a fifteen-year sentence, the Wizengamot's attack this time is not light,"
Amosta shook his head slightly and sighed. He didn't know what happened to this guy in the original book. Thinking about what the outcome will be, it will definitely not be worse than it is now.
While Amosta was praying for Lockhart, who was going through prison life, a familiar voice suddenly came from his ears, which made him frown.
"Sit over there, Draco. Didn't you notice that your mother was carrying something in her hand? How did I teach you?"
Amos The corner of Ta's mouth moved, and he smiled inexplicably.
Draco, who was domineering in school and a typical rich second generation, was not very well-behaved at home, but he never dared to disobey his father's destiny.After ordering, almost taking away the things from his mother Narcissa's hand, he turned his back to Lucius, rolled his eyelids, and walked towards Amosta muttering.
"Gryffindor lost to Hufflepuff, Hufflepuff won, then Ravenclaw also lost to Hufflepuff, you defeated Hufflepuff , you lost to Gryffindor in the finals, but the total score was higher than Gryffindor, and you won the championship."
Amosta raised his eyebrows and looked at the people who met him. Draco, who became excited due to himself and a little reserved at the same time, blinked and smiled,
"Wood didn't kill Potter"
"I suspect he wanted to kill "Everyone on the Gryffindor team"
Draco bared his teeth and looked happy. His father's being kicked out of the Hogwarts School Board did make him depressed for a while, but in the end Draco The victory in the Ditch game brought back all the face he had lost
When he thought of the final score of Gryffindor and Slytherin in that game, which was fixed at 170130, Mrs. Hooch announced that Slytherin was The moment he won the big score, all the members of the Gryffindor team were frozen on their broomsticks as if they were petrified, and Draco couldn't suppress the smile on his face.
While Draco patiently told the smiling Amosta the details of the final game, Lucius remained eerily silent. He neither went to see his son, He wasn't looking at Amosta either. His light gray eyes were just staring at the people walking back and forth in the bar, his body exuding coldness.
"Draco."
Narcissa Malfoy, who also remained silent, suddenly interrupted her son's show off. She glanced at her husband calmly and stood. He stood up and said in a more solemn tone than he usually communicated with Draco,
"I suddenly remembered that several dresses I ordered at Tuofan Clothing Store seemed to have been completed. I need you. Come with me."
"Just a few clothes, mother, not necessary at all"
"How dare you disobey your mother's orders, Draco"
p>Lucius recovered from his wooden state. He glared at Malfoy and said sternly.
Watching Draco, who was reluctant to follow his mother, walk out of the Leaky Cauldron, Amosta withdrew his gaze, shook out his wand and said, "Close your ears and listen." Then, he turned to Lucius. Malfoy smiled,
"Your wife is very beautiful, Lucius, and she is also very smart."
Lucius did not speak, he was looking at the people in front of him. This hard-to-understand young wizard suddenly became a little short of breath.
"I heard that you have been in trouble for a while since you lost your position as Hogwarts Headmaster
The Weasley children In order to avenge his little daughter, your father, Arthur Weasley of the Department for the Prohibition of Misuse of Muggle Items, seems to have gone to your manor many times and found a lot ofInteresting gadgets"
Thinking of the scum of the pure-blood wizard, Lucius's gray eyes almost burst into flames. Amosta was right, Arthur Weasley during this time The troubles he had caused in the past almost made him the laughing stock among the pure-blood families. What troubled him was that although Arthur's position was not high, he had deep qualifications in the Ministry of Magic and had good friendships with many people. The effect of the pressure he exerted on him through the higher-ups was not satisfactory.
"This is also thanks to your brother, isn't it?"
It will be the self-destruction of that Muggle-loving man. The idiot figure was driven out of his mind. Lucius took a deep breath and looked at Amosta. Although there was a faint smile on his face, there was no smile at all in his gray eyes.
< p> "Speaking of which, there is something that has puzzled me for a long time. Mr. Brain, it was you who broke into Slytherin's secret room and subdued the beast, saving several students. In order to reward you, Fudge even gave you a special procedure. A useless medal was awarded, but why didn't the Daily Prophet report it at all, as if everything was done by Harry Potter and those reckless friends"" What do you think is the reason, Mr. Malfoy?"
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