After knocking on the door, Amosta and Remus entered the room one after the other, summoned by a middle-aged female voice.

There were two women sitting behind two desks in an office about half the size of a classroom, and the middle-aged lady with short, shoulder-length hair and burgundy hair facing the door was probably the one who had just summoned the two of them in, and she sat in her seat, boredly flipping through a Muggle magazine with many woolen knit patterns.

The other, much smaller, but piled with a pile of heavy materials, sat a much younger lady (who looked like she had just graduated from magic school) behind the desk.

Very beautiful, with dexterous and delicate facial features and long chestnut hair full of luster, fair skin crystal clear, as if bathed in a layer of flawless moonlight, at this moment, she is slightly pursing her pink lips, focusing on sorting out the wizard's entry information that day.

The only thing that is not beautiful is that her restrained ponytail and solemn and focused expression slightly dilute her beauty.

The unusual stagnation of Amosta's footsteps caused Remus to be confused, and he glanced at Amosta quickly as he stood beside him, and then a little surprise appeared in his heart.

Amosta was staring at the girl who seemed to be an assistant, her lips slightly open, and her eyes, which had always been calm, were faintly revealed. Confused, Remus followed Amosta's gaze, and then found the beautiful face of the female assistant.

Amosta pursed her lips and said, a flash of light in her purple eyes.

The windows of this subterranean office are clearly magical, and the images are transmitted to the endless and brilliant starry sky, the undulating forest like a sea, and the ethereal and distant birdsong in the refreshing wind.

"Hello."

"Hehe--"

"Oh, of course."

This was completely unexpected, and Remus looked at Amosta in surprise, only to find that Amosta's face was also confused.

"Last year's Quidditch World Cup final!"

Ms. Hill sniffed, knowing that Mr. Blaine must be confused, so she took the initiative to say,

"It was a wonderful showdown of the century, and I was with Harmon and Deacon. Oh, they're my son and husband there, and you're the one who stopped the Black Witch, and we all think you're the most brilliant wizard in the wizarding world of our time, and oh, Harmon's bedroom is covered with posters of you, and he's got a whole stack of pictures of your chocolate frog, oh, and I dare say he'd faint with excitement if he knew I saw you. Can I get your autograph for him? ”

Ms. Hill gasped one after another, and she asked patiently,

"I'm Mandy Hill, oh, of course, everyone here is for a permit!"

Amosta, who had been in a trance, came back to his senses at this time, he pursed his lips, his demeanor returned to normal, and he smiled gently at the middle-aged witch,

He had known Amosta for a long time.

Amelia glanced at Mandy quickly, her eyes flashing with a hint of helplessness, knowing that the boss was completely out of control and unable to deal with her essential work. Amelia had no choice but to purse her lips and pluck up the courage to say,

Whether it's his unfathomable magical prowess or his intellect, Amosta's shrewdness makes many first-time dealers in awe of him, and of course, when you know Amosta well enough, you'll know that this is a very nice wizard to get along with, and he is always thoughtful and considerate of other people's feelings.

For a moment, Remus suddenly felt the urge to laugh.

"Oh, damn it, I forgot to introduce it!"

"Hello, ma'am, I'm Amosta Blaine, and this one next to me is Remus Lupin, and we're here to get the entry permit."

Not as exuberant as Ms. Hill, she came to Amosta with dignified and rigorous steps, stretched out her plain hand, and her voice was restrained and steady,

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Brian."

Amosta smiled,

"If you're willing to go through immigration for me, Ms. Hill, I'll leave a signature for your son, how about that?"

At one point, an unusual silence woke up a middle-aged witch reading a magazine in the office, and a young girl who was concentrating on sorting out her information, and at the same time they put down what they were doing and pointed at the two men behind the door.

"Ah, of course, of course--"

Before Remus could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a high-pitched, excited scream.

But apart from the illusions created by magic, the only thing in the room was the sound of the young girl flipping through the data.

Such an outstanding wizard will always make people subconsciously ignore his age, just like Remus himself, most of the time, he subconsciously thinks of Amosta as an older wizard than him. Just like Albus, but in reality, it's just a young man in his early twenties!

Remus smiled, pulling out two stamped pieces of parchment from his briefcase, hesitating, and handing them to Ms. Hill, who was talking to Amosta and handed them to Amelia.

"I am here to promote a business cooperation, and I submitted a license to sell a wonderful alchemy item in the United States through the Cooperation Division, but unfortunately it was not approved, so I came here to meet the relevant responsible personnel."

"Oh God!"

"In accordance with the regulations, you will need to present an entry permit receipt jointly approved by the Wizard Immigration Office and the Ministry of Security—"

The middle-aged witch's eyes burst into light, staring at Amosta so hard that she couldn't speak.

"Mr. Blaine, and Mr. Lupin—"

Ms. Hill patted her head and said with a smile,

"That's Amelia Det, who only graduated from Ilvermorny last year. A good young witch who has passed all the courses with excellent grades and has been directly recruited and is currently interning with me, however, I bet she will be transferred to a more critical department after she stays with me soon, and she dreams of becoming an Auror. Oh, and by the way, she adores you too! ”

"I mean, it's an honor, Mr. Brian, I didn't expect that. Oh, I can!"

The middle-aged witch reading the magazine stood up from the chair with a sigh, bypassed the table, and ran quickly in front of the two, she didn't look at Remus, who was a little embarrassed, consciously let go of the body, stared at Amosta's face with wide eyes, covered her mouth and trembled with excitement,

Amosta seemed to be restrained, he hesitated for a few seconds before reaching out his hand, gently holding Amelia's hand and shaking it slightly, and then immediately let go,

"So--"

"Mr. Blaine, you came to New York for?"

Ms. Hill was ecstatic, and she grabbed Amosta by the sleeve and walked to her desk, turning her head to find that her assistant was also staring at Amosta Blaine.

The sight was so great that Ms. Hill couldn't speak, and she grabbed Amosta's hand, shook it vigorously, and then, retracted, wiped away the tears left by excitement and emotion,

"Do you remember, Mr. Blaine, you saved our family's lives!"

Ms. Hill's voice was still sharp,

Ahem –

Remus stepped forward from Amosta's side, and he thought he had to step up at this point,

"Hello two ladies, we're coming from London and need to do --"

With the two chapter application receipts in hand, Amelia hurried back to her desk, and pulled out a Muggle-magnifying glass-like scanning device from a drawer, checking the blue stamps that writhed to see if they were forgeries.

Miss Hill smiled and nodded, just staring at Amosta, not caring at all what Amosta was saying, but Amelia listened to Amosta's words even though her eyes flickered and stared at Amosta.

So. Amosta looked at the pretty girl's expression, which was not so ridiculous and abrupt.

"I won't admit it, absolutely not, oh my God, I can't admit it, you are."

Being introduced like this, uncontrollably, a touch of red appeared on Amelia's cheeks, and shame flashed in her brown eyes. Other than that, though, she didn't have much of a faux pas.

There was no problem with Remus's entry permit, and Amelia used a special cropping tool to crop out Remus's photo and key points, affix it to a small, hard-shell book resembling a Muggle passport, and stamp it.

Then, she did the same with Amosta's entry permit, with no problem with the seal and signature

Of course, how could the dignified Amosta Bryne do some fake and dirty deeds, but when she saw the small silver text on the bottom line of the receipt with a special magic seal, Amelia was stunned

(End of chapter)