The smog that had hung over Berlin had finally melted away in the daylight, but when the sky was clear again, the sun had reached the end of the southwest sky, and the bloody remnants of the sun stained the vast stratus clouds on the horizon, and a crimson curtain hung over the mountains.

On the green grass and green grass, many students sat on the ground, enjoying the rare leisurely and comfortable after school and before dinner.

Looking at the young men who were in groups of threes and twos, bursting into a burst of light smiles from time to time, Louise stood on the edge of the lawn, her fists clenched at her sides, and her delicate face was momentarily filled with sadness and anger, and at the moment with worry.

"You say--"

Standing for a long time, Louise turned her head and looked behind her at Amosta, who was waiting for her to release her emotions,

"Is there a magical club in this school that Fraser was involved in?"

They now work at a world-renowned university in Berlin, where Jasina has been a long-time employer, according to information provided by Hain.

It may seem ridiculous that a wizard has been in a Muggle college for a long time, but in fact, it is not very much beyond the expectations of Amosta and his party, and judging from the situation in Italy, this organization that acts with some 'legacy' that should have been buried in the soil is not so indifferent to the wisdom of Muggles.

The university is home to some of the most energetic and bright-minded young people in Muggle society, and while they don't know anything about magic, perhaps the most intelligent young people in Muggle society can solve some problems with a whimsy.

Louise looked at the young men with a sad expression, wondering if any of them were going through the tragedy that Fraser had experienced.

"Mr. Blaine—"

Kingsley's heart didn't have as much melancholy as Louise, and he looked around at the uncountable Muggle students who passed by them from time to time and threw curious glances at them, and his heart was full of unease.

"This environment is not good for us, Mr. Blaine, there are too many Muggles, if we encounter fierce resistance later, it will be difficult to take care of the safety of Muggles, and we are in Berlin now, the German Ministry of Magic is not far from us, and if there is an abnormal magic alarm, the Aurors here will rush over immediately."

"It's in the final stages of this matter, Kingsley,"

Amosta looked calm,

"I don't really care too much if the German Ministry of Magic finds out, but you're right, maybe we should be careful not to cause too much trouble."

The chill in Amosta's tone and Kingsley's taut face finally made Louise nervous, realizing what she was about to witness, and at the same time, knowing very well what kind of earthquake would erupt if the wizarding world was exposed to the public eye as a result.

Although she believes that people have the right to know the truth and that there is a group of 'privileged people' with magic in this world, she undoubtedly acknowledges that this needs to be done gradually.

Moreover, since the "Wizarding Secrecy Act" regulates the behavior of wizards so strictly, then, if the wizarding world is exposed, then Amosta and Kingsley, who bear the brunt of it, will definitely suffer severe punishment from their kind, and she does not want Amosta and Kingsley to pay a huge price for Fraser's affairs.

"Let me see--"

Amosta looked around, looking into the distance.

On the other side of the campus, there is a row of weeping willows planted with the same weeping willows as the shores of the Black Lake, and the oval lake is connected to the mountains on the side away from the campus.

The slopes near the mountains are soothing, and the grass-covered slopes are sparsely populated with spruces, and as the distance increases, the trees gradually become dense until they form a lush forest.

At this moment, the sun is fading, and the ethereal cold smoke perches on the edge of the dark green forest, faintly ready to swallow the light of the world, and the young people on the hillside who enjoy the sunset return hand in hand.

Amosta bowed slightly.

Nice place, a great place to bury bones.

Turning his head, Amosta swept over the young students on the lawn who were getting up one after another, ready to go to dinner or go back to their dorms, and soon his eyes were fixed on a ponytail, sitting cross-legged on the grass, with a copy of the Italian theologian and philosopher Thomas Aquinas resting on his lap, chatting eagerly with his friends

"Wait for me here."

With that, Amosta left Louise and Kingsley and stepped onto the lawn towards the girl.

No matter where you are, good looks will always get more attention.

With handsome facial features and a calm but not sharp temperament, Amosta has already received a lot of attention, if it weren't for Louise next to him and Kingsley, who is not easy to mess with at first glance, perhaps, there would have been a lot of girls who came up to talk.

As Amosta left the two of them, he was like a black hole that caught the attention of the girls nearby, and by the time he walked up to the girl, they had been waiting for a long time.

"I hope I won't disturb your conversation—" Amosta said softly, smiling.

"Oh!"

After a few seconds of froze, the two girls came to their senses, and they quickly jumped up from the grass and looked at Amosta, as if they couldn't believe that such a beautiful man would come to talk to them.

"Nope!"

The girl holding the book said in a shrill voice, "Well—actually, we're pretty much talking!" ”

"That's good—"

Amosta's tone was still gentle, and he held out his hand to the ponytail girl,

"I'm Fraser Andele"

"Tina," the girl said nervously, glancing quickly at Louise on the edge of the lawn, a little confused in her eyes, but responding at once, "I'm Tina Bull, and you can call me Tina!" ”

"Nice to meet you, Tina—"

Amosta narrowed her smile slightly,

"That's right, Tina, I've been asked to give something to Professor Jasna Rozier of the seminary, but you see," Amosta shrugged slightly, "I'm not particularly familiar with this for the first time here, so, you see—"

"Oh, no problem, I can take you to her, at this time, she should eat in the special cafeteria for faculty and staff!"

Tina said quickly, without hesitation.

"Oh, that's great, but," Amosta nodded happily, then hesitated,

"I'm going to surprise Professor Rozier a little, you see, can you please help me get this thing to Professor Rozier, and tell her that I'll be waiting for her on that hillside."

Amosta gestured to the hillside across the lake, politely pleading.

The pocket watch that Hain had handed over appeared in the palm of Amosta's hand, and he looked eagerly at the girl named Tina.

Even if she was just a student who was not deeply involved in the world, even if she was just a Muggle, the girl could see that the pocket watch that Fraser took out was worth a lot of money, needless to say, this gold pocket watch, and, judging from the old style, it still seemed to be an antique.

The girl looked hesitant, which was quite normal, after all, if the watch was lost in her hand, she would not be able to pay for it.

Amosta's hand retracted into his sleeve, and a bronze nut twisted and deformed in his palm into a delicately Ouroboros-shaped bracelet, and after a ghostly light flashed on the brass ring, Amosta handed it to the Muggle girl,

"This as my thank you, it can bring you luck--"

"Let's go, let's go over there and wait for them."

Returning to Kingsley and Louise, Amosta gestured with his chin raised to Lakeside.

"Them?"

Louise accurately captures the error in Amosta's words.

"Oh, in my opinion,"

Amosta looked around the campus lined with buildings of different styles and smiled, "She's not the only one who will be here later. ”

"Is that Muggle girl in danger?"

Kingsley whispered as she looked at the Muggle girl who was trotting to deliver a pocket watch to Jasna.

"I've taken precautions—"

Amosta said, pausing in his tone and speaking slowly

"But if Jasina Rozier really made the wrong choice, then I can only say I'm sorry."

PS: Asking for tickets at the beginning of the month

(End of chapter)