"Something's wrong?"

Remus followed Amosta's gaze in the direction of the door, and he repeated his words in confusion, "What do you mean?" ”

Amosta didn't answer, he sat down, leaned back in his chair, and smiled as he waited for the knock on the wooden door that was being closed next, but what happened was much more intense than expected.

Rumble!

As if someone had detonated a bomb in the doorway, the fragile door panels of Amosta's residence instantly turned into a cloud of debris in the sky with a fierce roar, and the rapidly expanding air wave carried the smoke and dust from the hallway to the living room, and instantly rushed to Amosta's face.

Airplanes!

The milky white barrier that appeared out of thin air blocked the bullet-sharp sawdust and billowing dust, and Amosta stood up from the stool in shock, not expecting the old comrade to be so excited.

"Sorry, did I disturb the old schoolmate reunion, Lupin!"

Ignoring the equally surprised Dumbledore's obstruction, Snape rushed into the room with a sinister smile, and when he walked out of the dust and saw the faces of the two people who seemed to be eating in the living room, Snape's expression on the verge of revenge instantly froze!

The dust floating in mid-air slowly fell, and the half-moon lenses flashed with fleeting light, Dumbledore shook his beard helplessly, carefully stepped on the rubble and rotten wood wet by the rain, and followed into the living room.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... Silence became the main theme in the living room.

Remus was stunned by Snape's impulsiveness, Dumbledore clasped his hands on his lower abdomen and pressed his beard on his lower abdomen, staring with interest at the storm on the ceiling, Amosta, with his lips pursed, and Snape, with his cheeks flushed, staring at each other, the atmosphere in the room was strange and comical.

Ahem--

Looking at Professor Snape, whose face looked as ugly as swallowing a few slugs, Amosta blinked innocently, and then, a bright smile spread across his face,

"Long time no see, Professor Snape, are you here to spend Halloween with me too?"

"Amosta Blaine!"

Snape clenched his wand tightly, his face trembled slightly, and he looked at Lupin for a while, and then at his proud protégé whom he hadn't seen for more than half a year, and finally couldn't help but 'growl',

"Tell me why you're here!"

.........

"Now you see, Severus?"

Dumbledore drew his wand and restored the damage caused by Snape, looked at him gently, and said,

"Remus didn't help Blake break into the castle, he stayed here in Amosta all night, I don't think Amosta was also Blake's helper, did you?"

Dumbledore's short sentence had already told everyone the most important information, the irritated Remus's rosy cheeks from drinking turned pale suddenly, and the knuckles on the back of his hand pressed on the table were also white, he opened his mouth and glared at Dumbledore, his lips twitching as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

"Yes, Remus,"

Dumbledore answered the question in Remus's eyes in a calm tone,

"Just tonight, Blake broke into Hogwarts, and he tried to get into the Gryffindor common room to do something."

Hearing this, Amosta's eyelids trembled.

During the summer holidays, the mark he planted on Harry was still there, which meant that Harry had escaped again.

"--Fortunately, Blake didn't succeed, and no little wizard was harmed, only one portrait was badly damaged."

Dumbledore continued,

"We've launched a search in the castle, but we haven't found any trace of Blake yet, Remus, if you don't mind, I hope you can return to the castle now and help Minerva and them continue their search for Blake."

Remus didn't say a word, and left directly, not even having time to say hello to Amosta.

The thunderstorm that had raged for several hours finally stopped, and high in the sky, strong winds swept through the stratus clouds, and the moon loomed in the stratus clouds.

"You already knew--"

When Remus left here, the anger in Snape's heart, who felt that he had been fooled, immediately exploded, and he took his eyes off Amosta, who had always looked innocent, and glared at Dumbledore with a blue face.

"You already knew that Amosta was in Hogsmeade, Dumbledore, but you didn't tell me anything!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, Severus, are you angry that I'm hiding Amosta's whereabouts from you?"

Standing in this living room, where the ceiling was not high above the ground, Dumbledore had almost been clubbed into the tumbling thunderclouds, and in order to avoid embarrassment, he sat directly in Remus's seat, and when he heard Snape's question, a smile appeared on his old cheeks,

"If that's the case, Severus, I have to defend myself..., and though I don't remember as much as I used to, I don't seem to remember you asking me to keep an eye on Amosta's whereabouts?"

Snape breathed a sigh of relief, and his expression felt like swallowing a few juicy slugs.

"And what about you, Amosta"

Snape gasped and glared at the innocent-faced Amosta, pursed his lips and burst out word by word,

"You've already left Hogwarts, what are you doing back here, and how did you talk to that... Mixed together! ”

"Well, that's actually it--"

Amosta scratched his cheek and smiled clearly, but before he could make up some nonsense, such as Hogsmeade's mountains and rivers, the quiet environment, and the fact that he wanted to settle here after years of hard work and exhaustion, he was interrupted by Snape in an angry tone,

"I need you to tell the truth, Amosta!"

Amosta blinked, continued to look innocent, and in a trance, it seemed to be back in the scene when he was at school, and was caught by Snape secretly boiling forbidden potions...

"I don't think I should disturb this touching moment of reunion."

Dumbledore walked out of the house with great discernment, and closed the door as he left.

"For the money." Amosta said succinctly, "Black's bounty, fifty thousand Galleons!" ”

Anyway, Snape wasn't too surprised by this answer, he didn't know Amosta on the first day, and when he went to school, this guy did something to get him some Galleons Snape knew what he was doing.

"Hah, fifty thousand Galleons--"

Snape glared at Amosta as if he were teaching a lesson to a junior who had gone astray, and said angrily

"Do you think you'll get the money, Amosta, huh? Black... That dirty, smelly guy, but now that he can get out of Azkaban, you think you can handle him?! ”

"What do you mean by that, Professor Snape?"

Amosta laughed, responding to Snape's angry gaze, in a relaxed tone, but with an incomparably strong confidence,

"I'm afraid you have a little misunderstanding of my current abilities, Professor, in the wizarding world today, I don't think there is any wizard worthy of my seriousness other than the old man who is eavesdropping on our conversation outside the door, in fact, what you should be concerned about is whether Blake can handle me?"

Snape was stunned by Amosta's almost arrogant words, and he looked Amosta up and down, looking at the young man in front of him, who was both his most admired student and his younger brother, and suddenly felt that he was a little strange.

"Young people grow up because it's too dazzling, Severus"

Outside the door, Dumbledore looked up at the pure starry sky after the thick clouds cleared, and said with a smile, "So much so that we always subconsciously ignore it." ”

Amosta lowered her eyes and smiled undeniably, but didn't say anything.

However, Snape fell into a kind of consternation because of Dumbledore's sincere admiration, indeed, Amosta was the most outstanding young wizard he had ever seen in his teaching career, or even in his thirty years of life, and even, he thought that even he might not be able to suppress the current Amosta, but...

There is no one to deal with except Dumbledore..., Amosta's arrogant self-evaluation has actually been recognized by the greatest wizard of our time, which makes Severus Snape really a little confused...

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