This may have been the first time that Dumbledore had discovered that his orders were not working well at Hogwarts.

Sirius still stood there, chilling all over, and Snape stared at his side face with dark eyes,

"I wish I could hear some answers to my questions, not the high-sounding things you usually say to me."

At this moment, Amosta felt a little sympathy for Dumbledore, and these two incompatible middle-aged men stood in the same trench for the first time in order to force him to give an explanation.

"Well, if you're willing to stand and listen, but I want you to realize that what I'm telling you is strictly confidential and can't be disclosed to anyone, and of course, I hope the person himself doesn't know about it for the time being--"

Dumbledore sighed,

"First of all, I don't think you'll forget what happened on that terrible night twelve years ago, when Voldemort traveled to Godric's Hollow and found the Potters. Jaime and Lily die, and little Harry becomes an overnight celebrity by defeating Voldemort that night. ”

At the mention of this, Sirius and Snape both breathed lightly, and each pursed their lips with a worried look.

Amosta lowered his head and took a sip of tea, reassuring himself as a listener, there were some things he knew, and some things he had heard of for the first time.

Dumbledore spoke in a low tone.

When he heard that Lily Evans had formed a powerful protective spell in Harry's blood at the cost of his life, Professor Snape was like thunder, and Amosta could feel the pain gushing out of those black eyes, and even Occlumency could not completely hide the intense emotion.

Amosta is well aware that this pain comes not only from the death of a loved one, but also from a considerable part of it. The fact that the baby that Lily Evans gave her life to protect was the son of his mortal enemy, almost shows that Lily Evans had a deep love for James Potter.

"So, it's not Harry, it's Lily—"

Sirius muttered distractedly,

"It was Lily's magic that defeated Voldemort."

"It was Lily Potter who defeated Voldemort with her unreservedly pure love for her son Harry,"

Dumbledore was also deeply saddened, but he still did not forget to correct Sirius's statement, "Love is a great power, and this power is incomparably powerful, and I think Voldemort will never understand it." ”

Sirius seemed to be touched by the fact that he sat down slowly, his face covered with his hands over his face, his shoulders twitching slightly.

He will not forget that it was because of his fault that Lily had to sacrifice his own life, and he could not escape the blame.

Sirius's remorse didn't surprise Amosta, but Professor Snape's 'remorseful' appearance surprised him.

Could it be that Professor Snape also 'contributed' to the death of the Potters?

"But Voldemort is finished, isn't he, Dumbledore, the protective magic you put on Harry—"

After a long time, Sirius raised his head and stared at Dumbledore with bloodshot eyes, and his voice was hoarse like a traveler in the desert who hadn't drunk water for days,

"Harry doesn't need the protection of the Muggle couple anymore, he could-"

"Do you really believe that Voldemort is really finished?"

Dumbledore's voice suddenly hardened, and his questioning caused Sirius to lose his voice again.

"I have a question, academically, Headmaster Dumbledore-"

Amosta asked thoughtfully,

"If I kill the Desilies, does that mean the protective magic you cast on Harry will be invalid?"

Amosta's question was immediately met with angry glares from Sirius and Snape, but Dumbledore knew that Amosta was indeed concerned with academics, and after a little silence, Dumbledore said,

"That's true, but that's just another layer of protection on top of the magic I've put on Lily, and even if my magic fails, the magic in Harry's blood will continue to exist, and Voldemort still can't touch or hurt Harry."

"What about his disciples?"

"This protection only exists between Harry and Voldemort, but I'm not particularly worried about the possibility, Amosta, if you know Tom as well as I do, you will understand that in order to regain his prestige, he will definitely take matters into his own hands."

"If I'm not mistaken, that kind of contract-like magic has a time limit—"

"Until adulthood,"

Dumbledore stared deeply into Amosta's eyes, and his tone suddenly became erratic,

"Of course. There is no doubt that the need to be foolproof, Amosta, you know between Harry and Tom. So, we may need new precautions. ”

"I understand what you mean, Dumbledore-"

Amosta frowned,

"But it doesn't have to be that troublesome, I mean, Voldemort can't fight us at the same time. Hmm,"

Halfway through his words, Amosta suddenly realized something, and he hesitated a little

"Forget it, I won't interfere with your plans, and I can't tell what will happen in the future."

Both Sirius and Snape realized that Dumbledore and Amosta were discussing something extremely important related to the protection of Harry, but they did not understand, and both Sirius and Snape understood that the two 'Riddlers' in front of them were not prepared to explain what they were discussing.

Sirius and Snape departed in a dejected state.

"So, Headmaster Dumbledore—"

After the two of them had discussed a few words about the topic just now, Amosta asked,

"You just said that there is something important that you need to talk to me about, what is it?"

"Actually—"

Dumbledore's tone became pleasant again,

"This matter is top secret at the moment, and only those involved are allowed to reveal it, and during this time, most of my energy has been spent on it - an old event that has not been held in many years will be re-held next school year-"

"Ancient events?"

Amosta's brow moved, and when he heard the name of the event in Dumbledore's mouth, even the mentally prepared Amosta couldn't help but look a little surprised,

"Triwizard Tournament, you mean the tournament that has been banned for centuries because of the high casualty rate?"

"That's it--"

Dumbledore said with a smile,

"Over the centuries, there have been several attempts to revive the tournament, each time with success, but we at the Ministry of Magic's Department of International Magical Cooperation and the Department of Magical Sports and Sports believe that the time is ripe for another attempt. The ministry has made a real move, and we and two other great schools of witchcraft and wizardry, you know, Beauxbatons and Durmstrand, have come to a consensus, and the International Confederation of Wizards has secretly passed the resolution. ”

"Remarkable."

Amosta sighed, he really didn't expect that this ancient event, which had entered the history of magic, would one day be resurrected.

"But what does this require me to do?"

"Oh, although we have reached a basic consensus, there are still many problems."

Dumbledore shook his eyebrows and said helplessly,

"First of all, the biggest disagreement we faced was which school of witchcraft and wizardry was running the tournament - I'm sure I have the virtues of humility and courtesy, Amosta, but if I don't argue for Hogwarts on this matter, I'm afraid the school board will try to remove me from power again."

Dumbledore took a sip of tea, not paying much attention to the tea foam, he thought for a moment, and then continued to Amosta,

"For some time now, we, I mean me and the principals of the other two schools, have been stating our strengths in the federation.

I hadn't seen such a heated debate in years, and it was a burden for an old man of my age - the self-recommendation provided by the three schools was so good that the International Federation of Wizards had no choice, and in the end, considering the danger of the event, the Federation required each of the three schools to provide a 'safety plan' in order to ensure the safety of every young wizard involved in the event. ”

Looking at Amosta's abrupt expression, Dumbledore smiled and said,

"You're the Head of Student Safety at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, aren't you, Amosta, and I think it's up to you to convince those stubborn guys with your carefully prepared plan."

(End of chapter)