Severus left, and before leaving, Amosta pulled him into the hallway outside the school hospital,

"If Voldemort asks why I became Gabrielle at his resurrection ceremony, then tell him that the most important person chosen by the tournament team for Fleur is Gabrielle, and I consider Gabrielle's age that going underwater will frighten her, so privately replacing her Voldemort urgently needs a reason to explain the mistake of his resurrection plan, he only needs a reason, and he should not chase after her.

As for Hermione and Ron who fell under the Killing Curse but didn't die, you just have to tell the truth. ”

This was not mentioned in Harry's narrative just now, and Severus immediately realized something, and he looked at Dumbledore through the glass window with a hint of anger, and then fixed his gaze on Amosta's face,

"It's all in his plan, isn't it?"

"I agree with Dumbledore on this matter, only by bringing Voldemort back into the public eye can this threat be completely resolved, otherwise, he will endlessly plan new plots."

Amosta said calmly,

"As for Lucius, he's counting on me to shelter Draco, so to a certain extent, he's credible."

Severus nodded, he understood what Amosta was trying to say, he looked at Amosta with a concerned face, his lips moved, but in the end, he didn't say anything, and after a pale smile at Amosta, he strode away.

Amosta didn't go back to the hospital, and after looking at Dumbledore, who was talking to the three of Harry, Amosta sighed heavily, and went downstairs back to his office.

With his hands behind his back, he quietly looked out of the window in front of his office.

The sun outside was still shining, but there was a cold pale in the brightness. The hustle and bustle of the lake in the morning was gone, and now there were only rows of vacant seats, and the goblins who were dismantling the equipment.

Because of him, the Triwizard Tournament received unprecedented attention, and the live broadcast was interrupted in the middle of the game, and after that, an explanation had to be given to the European wizarding community.

And, as soon as possible.

This time, he didn't intend to think of any more excuses, he should have told the public that the Dark Lord was back among the people, and asked everyone to be vigilant.

Of course, doing so would obviously anger Cornelius Fudge even more, but Amosta didn't care, the angry Fudge and the forces attached to him would definitely be even angrier and make even more stupid moves, and he wanted to see it happen.

Sooner or later, Dumbledore would have realized, or he had always known in his heart, that in the short term, the Ministry of Magic under Cornelius Fudge would be more of an obstacle than Voldemort.

If this is true, the Ministry of Magic will definitely try to interfere directly with Hogwarts in the future, and will officially deny the news of Voldemort's returnFor the vast majority of ordinary people in the wizarding world, they will undoubtedly be more convinced by the Ministry, especially since they themselves are not happy to hear that they have been clouded by the clouds of war.

And stripping Dumbledore and himself of those halos, smearing Dumbledore and himself, this is also what is expected to happen.

"What the hell is going on, Amosta?"

Half an hour later, Remus knocked on the office door.

"What do you mean?"

Amosta asked with a smile as he smoothed out the heaviness between his brows.

"Everything,"

Remus asked solemnly,

"You asked me to pretend to be you, and you yourself became that little girl from Beauxbatons. Cleona pretends to be Moody, the resurrection of Lord Voldemort. Do you and Albus know all of this, right, and what's going on between you and Albus? ”

"As you guessed--"

Amosta returned to his office with tea in his hand and said calmly,

"It's true that all of this is in the sights of me and Dumbledore, yes, we acquiesced in Voldemort's return to the wizarding world—"

What was said to Severus earlier, Amosta repeated it again to Remus,

"As for between me and Dumbledore."

Rubbing his eyebrows, Amosta said, "You can understand that we have some differences in philosophy on how to deal with the impending war. But our goals are the same. ”

"Albus and you are our hope for victory, Amosta--"

After listening to Amosta's explanation, Remus was silent for a long time, and then he said solemnly,

"If there's anyone who wants a conflict between the two of you, it's Voldemort."

"Rest assured--"

Amosta bowed slightly,

"On the day I decided to go back to Hogwarts, I think Dumbledore and I both expected a day when there would be some strife between us, but the conflict would not widen, and we would seek common ground while reserving differences."

Amosta's assurances reassured Remus, but then he became worried again,

"Albus gave me a similar mission as Sirius, he didn't agree with my plans to leave the alchemy workshop, and he wanted me to win the support of my business partners. He said that the workshop with the elves was also very important, and that he hoped that I could make sure it was up and running, and that he was going to reorganize the Order of the Phoenix as soon as possible, Amosta-"

Remus looked into Amosta's eyes and hesitated,

"In the current situation, do you think it's appropriate for us to leave the UK to promote our business?"

"Of course—"

Amosta said,

"To be honest, Remus, I didn't start this alchemy workshop with the elves to get a lot of gold into my own pocket, the main purpose of its existence is to ensure the independence of Hogwarts, to ensure that Hogwarts will not be restrained by the Ministry of Magic and the school board because of financial problems, Dumbledore knows the importance of this matter, so he will let you run the workshop well."

Remus frowned slightly, he seemed to understand what Amosta meant, but not very clearly.

"You get ready as soon as possible, and after Easter, we'll go."

Amosta finally finalized the matter.

Time was running out all of a sudden, and only a few hours after Voldemort's return had broken Amosta's orderly life, and he sent several letters in a row, so that he had time to summon Krum with the Patronus.

"Sit down--"

Amosta walked from the fireplace to the couch, handed Krum a cup of herbal tea with a unique smell, and smiled gently at the big boy who looked nervous.

"Actually, I've been wanting to talk to you for a while, Victor, but I just couldn't find the right time."

As a first-class Quidditch star in the wizarding world, although Krum is a young man who is not yet twenty years old, he can be regarded as having seen many big scenes, but in front of the same young wizard in front of him, he still can't help but feel nervous, especially when the other party says such unclear words.

"You want to know a little bit about Durmstrang from me?"

There was restraint in Krum's tone.

"I think Professor Karkaroff must have warned you beforehand to try not to reveal too much about your school, but with all due respect, if I wanted to inquire about something, he wouldn't be able to—"

Amosta smiled,

"It's you who really confuse me, Wickdore--"

Amosta approached the couch, her expression still soft, but her gaze was more probing as she stared at Krum,

"The first time we met was at last year's Quidditch World Final, and with all due respect, I could feel some of your reverence for me that night and after you came to Hogwarts last year

It's not surprising, just like many Quidditch-loving kids idolize you, and as a more power-focused Durmstrang boured, it's not surprising that you'll look up to the mana I have, but I'm curious to be. From when I seem to find that you are confronted with me. Hmm, it seems a little intimidated or repulsive, what, did Karkaroff share some black material with you? ”

Facing Krum, who had his head down, Amosta said in a joking tone,

"Oh, of course, it's just a small talk between the topics, and if you think I'm not trustworthy, you can leave me alone-"

(End of chapter)