Click!

Dazzling lightning pierced the silent sky, screaming shacks crumbled with thunder, and torrential rain shot down like silver swords to every corner.

A swarm of magically conjured bats spread their wings and soared in the torrential rain, and the doors of every house were decorated with candle-lit jack-o'-lanterns, and the mysterious song of the Hogsmeade village was melodious, and even thunder and torrential rain could not stop the joy that Halloween brought to the villagers.

"I have to leave early today, Crook Hill."

It was dark like ink, but it was only evening, and Amosta, who had packed everything, looked at the ginger cat squatting in the corner of the living room on a rotten sofa, and said with a smile.

Since the last time Crook Hill had eaten sweetness from Amosta, it has been particularly keen to walk in this house, and Amosta, who is alone all day, does not averse to having a little guy to talk to him, so he does not deliberately drive it away.

Meow--

Crookhill screamed softly, and did not leave the screaming shack as usual.

"It's Halloween, and I'm not sure if the mischievous kids in the village will come to play adventure games in this haunted house, and besides, I've made an appointment with a friend to have dinner tonight."

Amosta walked over, crouched down and rubbed the fluff on the top of Crook's head, and said gently,

"The Halloween dinner is a sumptuous one, and if you run faster, you might still have time to mix up some good food and drink after Hermione."

Meow--

Crookshank lowered its head, apparently not wanting to leave, and in the face of Amosta's bewildered gaze, it raised its paw and pointed at the sky, and then, scratching at another mountain, repeating the same motion.

It wasn't until a long time that the half-guessed Amosta was able to figure out the meaning of Crookshan,

"Hmm... You want to invite your stray dog friends here... Shelter from the rain? ”

Crookshan's paws clung tightly to the couch, it nodded, its body tense, and a subtle hint of nervousness flashed in its bright yellow pupils.

"You're pretty righteous--"

Amosta smirked, but he didn't immediately agree.

If Crookshan's friend was a cat, Amosta didn't care, but if he had seen the oversized black dog that night, he would have been a little worried, because the house was a dilapidated house after all, and if he let a big energetic dog make a fuss here, Amosta was not sure if he would see only a pile of ruins when he came over tomorrow.

"Okay--"

After a few moments, Amosa nodded in agreement, and he instructed in a slightly solemn tone

"The stairs leading to the second floor are about to collapse, I want you two to stay on the first floor honestly... Also, the spiders and rats in the cage can be your Halloween feast, but you have to tell the dog that you are not allowed to wreak havoc everywhere, or I'll use you two as materials for experimental magic! ”

......

Jokowi's joke shop, one of the most eye-catching magic shops of this Halloween, is the owner of the shop, who somehow got the inspiration for it, and he casts an expansion charm on a jack-o-lantern to make it swell to the size of a house, and uses a spell to control it to float into the air.

Under the lightning and thunder, such a huge jack-o-lantern swayed with the wind and rain, this scene was undoubtedly very visual, and even Amosta who came down from the mountain couldn't help but stand on the street and look twice.

A few little ones in the canopy ran out of Amosta's house shouting happily, each holding a large handful of candy with fancy packaging in their hands, and in the narrow alleyway, Amosta turned sideways with a smile on his face to make way for the little ones.

Turning his head, Remus was standing in the doorway, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"How's the research going, Amosta?" Lupin greeted cordially.

"It's the same old thing, there's no breakthrough."

Amosta said lazily, as he walked past Lupin and walked in first, and when he saw the inside of the house, he couldn't help but choke and look a little surprised.

The originally dim and dilapidated living room was lit up by hundreds of candles suspended in mid-air, the walls around it were covered with writhing golden ribbons, and the roof of the living room was enchanted with the same magic as the Hogwarts Great Hall, and at this moment, the clouds and thunder and lightning were reflected in the canopy.

The original square dining table in the house, soaked in grease and stains, was replaced by Remus with a new long table that took up a small half of the living room, and the table was piled with lamb chops, grilled sausages, grilled eels, chocolate pudding, and other delicacies full of color, smell, and sight.

Looking at all this, Amosta was silent for a few seconds, then turned his head to look back at Remus, who was looking at the screaming shack in the rain, and his expression looked a little strange,

"You prepared all this?"

"Actually--"

Lupin retracted his somewhat uneasy gaze and smiled

"Albus ordered the elves in the kitchen to prepare it for us, and according to him, he wanted to invite you to the school dinner, but he expected you to refuse the request, so he asked me to bring it directly."

Ho--

Amosta smiled meaninglessly, raised his eyebrows, and bowed his head slightly,

"Anyway, thank him for his kindness for me, and help me bring him the food money later--"

"Why, Amosta?"

Remus, who was pulling out a chair and sitting down, couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this,

"If you were wary of Albus because of the identity of the 'Golden Viper' before, but obviously now he doesn't intend to pursue anything because of this, why do I always feel that you seem to be very repulsive to have anything to do with him?"

Amosta sat on the other side of the table, and Remus's questioning didn't make him react much, but smiled and pointed to the wine bottle on the table, and asked softly,

"Do you know what kind of wine this is, Remus?"

"Ogden Flame Whisky, at least eighty years old--"

Although poor, Remus, who has been walking in the wizarding world for half his life, is obviously also a knowledgeable wizard, and after his eyes are fixed on the wine bottle, Remus quickly answers this question.

"That's why I don't like to get too involved with him, Remus,"

The bright golden candlelight danced in Amosta's lilac pupils, and he maintained a faint smile and said to the bewildered Remus,

"Dumbledore was a very wise wizard, but the problem is, a lot of times, he's a little too smart... I kept my distance from him in the hope that Albus Dumbledore would maintain a relatively friendly relationship, if the two of us were too close--"

Under Remus's thoughtful gaze, Amosta sneered and didn't speak again.

It was the first Halloween Amosta had celebrated since leaving Hogwarts, and whether the connection between him and Lupin was a mutual use or a little mutual appreciation, tonight, he thanked Remus Lupin.

Time passed little by little, and the atmosphere at the table was very pleasant, they didn't talk about Sirius Black, and they didn't talk about Dumbledore anymore, as two generations of Defence Against the Dark Arts professors at Hogwarts, he spent most of his time chatting about the young wizards in the school, during which Lupin also talked about the situation when he met Harry today. ŴŴŴ.

Torrential rains made the late October temperatures even colder, but Amosta and Remus, who had drunk a lot of spirits, didn't feel anything.

"That's right--"

The table was already a mess, and Remus, whose cheeks were flushed, asked casually,

"Why would you choose to run to the Screaming Shack for magic experiments, Amosta, that place... When I was in school, I went with a group of friends, and the environment inside was terrible, and it seemed to be infested with wild beasts? ”

"I've never seen any beasts,"

Amosta, who was a little dazed, said, "There is a cat that likes to run there and look for mice to eat... It's quiet there, Remus, and no one will bother me. ”

Hearing this, Remus, whose eyes were hidden by a strand of hair, breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly, and he smiled, raising his glass to Amosta again.

Bang!

The earth trembled slightly at the sound of deafening thunder, and Amosta also raised his glass in return to Remus, but when the glass was raised, his movements suddenly stopped, and he turned his head to look out the door.

"What's wrong, Amosta?"

The abyss-like untouchable eyes made Remus tremble, and in a trance, the young man opposite him had been transformed from Amosta Blaine into a golden viper.

For--

"Something's wrong."

Amosta put down his glass and said calmly.







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