When I came back last time, it was still very cold with heavy snow closing the door, but now, the maple leaves on both sides of the road have faded from their late crimson color and are once again full of vitality.
Situated on the edge of the city, with abandoned railroad tracks embedded in the ground, the narrow streets remain unchanged from the last time I came here.
Compared to the ever-changing Muggle cities, the residence of the wizarding world seems to have been engraved with indelible traces by time. Even in this era of rapid changes, those years have left behind The mottled hair underneath still stubbornly sticks to the original intention and remains unwavering.
The only exception is a six-story block-like building with a sky-blue exterior wall that stands abruptly in the middle of the rows of gray, century-old buildings.
Inside the brand-new big iron gate is a courtyard with the same atmosphere but a very different atmosphere.
The earth-covered courtyard is now covered with a flat stone slab. In the flower bed in the corner, bright Tudor roses and alfalfa are bathing in the morning sun. The golden-pink sunlight sways in the wind, staring at them. Looking at the crystal dewdrops dotted on those delicate petals, a sense of comfort seemed to sweep out of his soul, making Amosta smile happily.
Wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt, blue jeans, and sneakers, Amosta, completely dressed as a Muggle, stood quietly in the yard. Behind him, It was a large and exaggerated suitcase. Inside the suitcase were the gifts he had promised Mrs. Reagan to prepare for the children.
To be honest, it is actually very troublesome to carry such a big box, but there is no way, he can't carry a folding bicycle out of a handbag.
The clanking breakfast noise in the dormitory gradually subsided, and Amosta knew that a large number of children wearing ill-fitting shabby uniforms would come out and start the day in a hurry. Work.
Delivering milk, delivering newspapers, and washing dishes at the breakfast bar, this is basically the childhood of the children in the orphanage. Amosta also did similar work in his early years here.
Of course, he soon got tired of these boring and low-paying jobs and turned to some more technical activities.
For example, do homework for the children at a grammar school located in the center of the old city a few miles away, use your superpowers to escort some bullied children in the school to and from school, or resell some Little bits and pieces that kids will be interested in.
The last item was the most profitable. However, Amosta gave up after working for a short time, because although there are no occupations such as urban management on the streets of Britain, Muggle police or government personnel Inspectors also play a role in maintaining the appearance of the city.
Time is a magical container that can brew the not-so-good things that happened in the long past into mellow wine and make the bitter memories sweet.
“Experience is more important, Cage. Even if there are more residents on East Street, I can guarantee that I can complete it faster than you.Mission"
A crisp, high-spirited voice came from the foyer, which made Amosta, whose thoughts were wandering in his memory, suddenly come back to his senses. He moved his brows and raised the corners of his mouth in a gesture. The golden sunshine also brings a bright smile.
When they saw the tall, handsome young man standing in the courtyard, the children who were crossing the hall fell into despair one after another. Sluggish, even if the little guys blocked in the foyer urged him loudly, there was no response.
"Brother Amosta"
The little boy with brown hair at the front of the crowd rubbed him. Eyes wide, he murmured in disbelief.
"Good morning, little ones"
Amosta grinned and opened his arms.
< p>The weather in summer changes like the temper of adolescent girls. The sky that was still clear in the morning suddenly started to rain heavily in a short while. The sewers that have not been renovated for decades cannot absorb such impatience. It rained heavily, and soon the stone streets were filled with enough rain to cover their ankles.However, the bad weather could not erase the good mood of the children in the orphanage, who carried their satchels on their heads. , rushing through the puddles, running towards the six-story building from all directions with a smile on his face.
In the not particularly spacious foyer, Amosta was surrounded by dozens of people. The younger one was only four or five years old, and the older one was already surrounded by children who were about the same age as Harry. They had bright eyes and listened attentively to Amosta's description of the beautiful scenery of the outside world.
"It's not just Europe, Dean. The reason why I haven't come back for so long is because I also went to another continent, Egypt. I think you must have heard of it. "
"There are pyramids and endless deserts there. Brother Amosta, when I went to deliver milk to Mrs. Kelly, I stood in the hall of her house and glanced at the pictures on the TV. ,"
In the crowded crowd, a little boy with rosy cheeks raised his hands and shouted excitedly,
"It's beautiful there"
"We can do it too Is there a TV, Brother Amosta?"
A little girl in Amosta's arms who spoke with a milky voice asked in an envious tone.
" This is not a problem, Lina."
Amosta kissed Lina on the forehead and said with a smile, "I will discuss this matter with Mrs. Reagan. From now on, everyone in this building will Each dormitory will have a color TV, and we can even arrange a room for several computers, so that when you are free, you can take turns playing games. ”
The children’s bursts of cheers overwhelmed the patter of rain, almost shattering the glass of the doors and windows of the hall. Amidst the noise of laughter, some more curious children asked, “Ah? Isn’t Mosta a sales company for drilling rigs? Why would a place like Egypt, where there are deserts everywhere, need drilling rigs?
“Ahem, there are also drilling rigs there.City, Alyssa, where there is land, there will always be a need for drilling rigs."
Amosta, who was making up nonsense, touched his nose and said awkwardly.
" "Brother Amosta"
Kneeling in front of him, Little Hammer, who finally found a chance to speak, waved his hands. He looked at Amosta eagerly and asked,
"When you come back this time, can you stay at home a little longer?"
"Of course, no problem, Little Hammer"
Amosta rubbed Little Hammer's hair Smiling happily,
"I will stay a little longer, little guys. In fact, in addition to seeing you when I come back this time, I also want to help you solve the problem of studying in public schools. The guys in charge can’t always fool me with small problems like the lack of classrooms and teachers.”
The children looked at each other, and then they all laughed weirdly,
“This The problem has been solved, Brother Amosta"
Little Hammer had a show off expression, and he shouted happily,
"Sister Vitiya has helped us and The school has been negotiated, and by September, many people here can go to public schools."
"Sister Vitiya"
Amosta opened his mouth in surprise Mouth,
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