Neville became dizzy again, a little unsure of what Professor Bryan was trying to express, but he looked at the sword in his hand, this is indeed a very beautiful sword, the silver sword body is full of mysterious streamers, it seems to contain extraordinary power, and the shoulder of the sword is covered with delicate mysterious magic scripts, which seems to be in the style of a goblin.

Neville raised his sword and slashed a few times in mid-air, after the sword body fell, there was still a thin silver glow in the shape of a half-moon in the air, and after thinking about it, Neville provoked the sword body,

"Except for your weapons. Oh, get out of the way! ”

After a low shout, a red halo suddenly appeared on the silver sword's body, and then, the halo quickly approached the tip of the sword, and the streamer smashed into Amosta, who was directly opposite, like a meteor.

Neither of them expected the first attempt to be successful, and Neville immediately looked horrified and screamed.

Amosta raised his eyebrows, and when he couldn't make a move, the fingers hanging by his side quickly shook for a moment, and before the red streamer smashed on him, a magical barrier as clear as a clear spring stood in front of him, narrowly blocking Neville's disarming spell!

Bang!

After a low roar, the streamer splattered into a sky of red starlight, and the wind from the dispersing spell forced Neville to stagger back several steps, and even the magical barrier in front of Amosta caused violent ripples.

Finally standing firmly, Neville was about to apologize, but before the words could be spoken, Neville's face turned white, and he fell to his knees and gasped slightly.

"Very good power."

Fingertips brushed over the cracks in the magic barrier, and Amosta sighed in admiration, and then he saw Nevi's appearance,

"Mithril weapons allow for a smoother flow of mana, and require a very high level of mana control to become proficient, and you need to practice a lot. Well, you do need a wand that fits you before you can use it, otherwise you won't be able to practice it in class. ”

Breaking the barrier, Amosta came up to Neville and helped him up, and Neville, who was about to apologize, was now focused on the silver sword that had regained his composure, with a look of affection.

"Looks like you're happy with it?" Amosta smiled.

"Oh, of course, this sword is so cool!" Neville said happily, "Does it have a name, Professor?" ”

"That's a good question—"

Amosta was also staring at the sword, looking at the gently trembling blade, and he could feel that the sword was also excited that he had met a qualified user, and he had never behaved like this when he was in his own hands.

It's all discrimination, it's discrimination!

Amosta pursed his lips secretly,

"I didn't name it, but you could call it the Sword of Gryffindor if you wanted."

Neville, whose gaze lingered on the sword, was stunned for a moment, and he looked at Professor Bryan in confusion with his mouth slightly open. After a few moments, Neville recognized himself as understood, and his spirits lifted,

"I'll try, Professor Blaine, to be a great wizard like Gryffindor!"

Amosta pursed her lips and said nothing.

When the Longbottoms re-entered the house, they were surprised to see Neville holding a sword with an obvious elven style in his hand, but they were both smart enough not to ask, and Amosta obviously didn't want to explain more, otherwise, he wouldn't let them leave the room.

"Headmaster Dumbledore has returned to Hogwarts first?"

After calling Sirius and the others in, Amosta asked, and when he received an affirmative reply, he nodded,

"I shouldn't be delayed, I need to get back to Hogwarts immediately, there's a lot to do, so"

Amosta looked at Hermione,

"Oh, I thought you wouldn't be able to wait to go back to school with Dumbledore, Hermione."

Hermione's lips tightened, and her dodging eyes were filled with grievance.

Now that Neville's parents have returned to normal, she had planned to return to Hogwarts with Headmaster Dumbledore, but her ward was crowded by an unwitting professor, and her luggage was all in the room!

Hermione squinted at her bed, her many neat teeth biting into her heart, and then, her eyes swept over the bedside table, and a question appeared in her head.

Where's my toothbrushing cup?!

"Hermione?"

Amosta said,

"If you have other things to attend to, you can go back to Hogwarts with Neville, but if it's okay, I'd suggest you go with me and get back to school as soon as possible. After all, you're probably not going to be able to take it easy right now. ”

"Oh, okay." Hermione snorted a few times, and she took a deep breath, "I'll go back with you, Professor Bryan, but I'll have to pack my things first." ”

"Of course there is no problem."

As if finally realizing that the place he was currently staying in was Hermione's hospital room, Amosta nodded and said, "I'll wait for you outside, and we'll apparilate back to Hogwarts." ”

"I have something to tell you, Amosta—"

Since Dumbledore and Bryan were reluctant to share their tips on how to heal the mental damage caused by the Mind Dashing Charm, St. Mungo's healers had to focus on Frank and Alice, and under the pretext of monitoring their physical condition, they arranged for many examinations for the two of them, almost every two hours.

Neville and Mrs. Longbottom, accompanied by Frank and Alice, were taken to the monitoring room where the alchemy apparatus was housed, surrounded by a group of medics, while Tonks was taken away by Sirius under the pretext that the two stood at the end of the hallway.

"What happened?" Amosta asked calmly.

"There's a piece of gossip from the Ministry—"

Sirius's face was solemn, and he lowered his voice,

"You know, Barty Crouch has been putting a lot of pressure on the ministry and it's not very popular, but since he called in sick, the ministry has become even more inefficient, the coordination between departments is a mess, and a lot of employees have a lot of opinions about the top."

Amosta bowed slightly, his expression more focused.

"But you know, Fudge wasn't interested in any of these things, he was busy making connections with pure-blood families and celebrities, and grabbing benefits for his own family, and he threw them all to Umbridge, and that woman only had power in her eyes, and she couldn't do anything but the executive department, and planted idiots everywhere in other departments. So, someone can't stand it anymore. ”

"Who?" Amosta asked sensitively.

"A little guy in the Department of Transportation, just a few years after graduation, but that's not the point,"

Sirius waved his hand,

The young guy probably couldn't get used to the atmosphere in the ministry, so he secretly went to old Barty's house to check on the situation, and found that the empty house there was covered with dust, and it seemed that no one lived there for a while.

At present, not many people know about this matter, and the ministry is pressing the news that he may go abroad for recuperation. But you know that this will not be deceived for long, and it will not be long before the whole world will know about it, and when the time comes, the ministry will definitely investigate it. You know what I mean, right? ”

Sirius looked at Amosta with sharp eyes,

"Maybe you have enough reason not to tell me the secrets you know about Crouch, but be careful, Amosta. The upper echelons of the Ministry, you know I'm talking about those people, have a growing opinion of you and Dumbledore, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that they may not be able to catch Dumbledore's feet, but you people have heard from Percy that you are the last person to visit Barty Crouch. ”

Maybe it's because the return date is approaching, so you don't want to spend so much time hiding the flaws?

Amosta crossed the thought in his mind, and his expression was still flat,

"If someone is going to blame me for this, that's stupid."

As soon as the conversation changed, Amosta's eyes were dark, "You, and Remus, also need to pay attention to safety in the near future." ”

Sirius's face became gloomy with a speed visible to the naked eye, and he knew very well what Amosta was hinting at,

"What about Harry?"

"It might be a little frightening."

Looking at Sirius's gloomy dripping face and twitching eyes, Amosta looked much gentler,

"But there will be no danger to life, I can guarantee that."

(End of chapter)