The idea of finding a house for yourself and ending the three or four years of wandering has been in Amosta's mind for some time, especially after the new dormitory of the orphanage was built, and the orphanage itself became This idea becomes especially strong when there is some social support and the children themselves have a certain ability to survive.
After all, his soul comes from a country that values putting down roots.
To be honest, Hogsmeade is not an ideal place for Amosta to live. The buildings here are too crowded and too close to Hogwarts. Whether it is noisy or too close to the head professor of Hogwarts, Neither is what he wants.
Of course, settling in the Muggle world is not a good choice, because there are too many Muggles, which will make it inconvenient to conduct magical experimental research.
The best option is to settle in a village where most wizards live. In this case, you don't have to tie your hands and feet to do anything.
Currently in the UK, in addition to Hogsmeade, which is a pure wizarding village, there are Dingworth in Cornwall, Upper Flagley in Yorkshire, Ottery St. Catchpole on the south coast of England, and southwest A considerable number of wizards have settled in Godric's Hollow.
During the summer vacation, Amosta also took the time to think about this issue, and finally decided that after Blake was arrested, he would take the large sum of gold galleons to inspect these villages and choose a house with a quiet environment. The residence will serve as a place to stay in the future.
Amosta stood in a narrow, dark living room, his eyes passing over the somewhat moldy silver-green wallpaper posted on the four walls, and he wrinkled his nose, looking a little dissatisfied.
I still remember that the last time I rented an apartment was back after I graduated from college in my previous life. During the years when I was working as a social worker, Amosta had been with a young couple and another person who didn’t leave the house once for three or four months. A middle-aged uncle lived in the same room.
This house was rented under the introduction of Ms. Rosmerta, the proprietress of the Three Broomsticks Bar - Hogsmeade does not have a role like a real estate agent in Muggle society, and Amosta, who is not very familiar with the situation, I had to seek help from local people.
The original owner of the house was a bachelor in his forties who supported himself by delivering food to the Hogwarts kitchen. This was not unusual. Most of the villagers in this village relied on Hogwarts. He was the breadwinner of his family. When Amosta asked the owner why he wanted to rent out the house, the unshaven bachelor replied in a nonchalant tone,
"I'm going on vacation, sir. I've been staying in the village for many years. It's time to change my living environment... Maybe I can unexpectedly meet love during the trip!"
The older bachelor said this to Amosta, but turned his head and muttered in a low voice,
"Oh, I've had enough of those dementors that have to patrol the village every day and have to break into the house to check every now and then. Unless they get out, I will never come back!"
Because the original owner lived alone and was engaged in delivering food, the house was not very clean. Even the bedroom where he slept was filled with a strong mixed smell of cabbage, potatoes and carrots. Of course, Amosta had nothing to complain about. After all, the annual rent for this house was only over three hundred gold galleons.
"...By the way, I forgot to tell you something,"
Carrying the suitcase and eager to leave the house, the homeowner turned around and solemnly said to Amosta,
"This house is not allowed to be sublet, sir. I don't want to come back one day and find that my warm and comfortable home has become someone's warehouse... Also, this house is my ancestral home. I hope you can Take care of it as much as possible when you live here!”
Can you not cherish it?
Amosta walked into the bedroom and thought as he looked at the cracked gable wall of the earthen rampart opposite the bed where light could be faintly seen.
When he was cleaning before, he didn't dare to rely entirely on magic, for fear that after a 'clean', the house would become hopeless.
Because the house does not face north and south, when the sun goes to the west, the house becomes particularly bleak. Amosta walked to the bedroom window and opened the sash. The breeze that came to him was mixed with strong moisture. Looking at the sky, I found that a large gloomy black cloud in the southeast was being rolled in by the strong wind. It was foreseeable that a hearty heavy rain was about to fall.
Amosta didn't want to be a drowned rat on the first night he stayed. Before the rain clouds arrived, he went around the house and sealed all the cracks in the roof and walls. When I returned to the bedroom and was about to take out my travel sleeping bag from my suitcase, the sky and the earth suddenly trembled. Under the rumble of thunder, a downpour finally came.
The dazzling lightning that occasionally pierced the sky made the Hogwarts Castle not far away even darker. Amosta stood in front of the window, staring at the shadow in the direction of the campus entrance that burned the rain into pitch black, and suddenly felt in his heart A strange longing emerged, a longing that he had felt before, but Amosta didn't expect it to become so strong...
"This heavy rain is a good cover. How about... taking the opportunity to get a Dementor to come back and study it? My Patronus Charm hasn't worked yet..."
Amosta muttered, but after much hesitation, he gave up the idea. There were too many dementors gathered in Hogwarts, and tonight was the opening dinner again. Amosta was not Gilderoy Lockhart. , he doesn’t want to be on the front page of the Daily Prophet tomorrow...
Suddenly, in the stormy field of vision, a gray owl spread its wings and hovered above Hogsmeade, which looked like a medieval village. It seemed to be looking for something. After a moment, it found the direction of its journey, made a sharp dive, and in the blink of an eye it was over. Stopped at the window of the house.
"Thank you for your hard work, little guy--"
Amosta touched the owl's head. When his palm left, the owl's damp feathers had become dry and still warm.
"I cast a waterproof spell on you, which will prevent your feathers from getting wet from the rain on the way back."
The gray owl tilted his head and looked at Amosta in confusion, not understanding what the wizard was talking about.
"Go ahead -" Amosta said with a smile.
After the owl disappeared into the oppressive stratigraphic clouds again, Amosta closed the window sash, lit the candlestick inlaid on the wall, and unfolded the parchment in his hand under the swaying candlelight.
Remus Lupin...
This was the name signed at the end of the letter. Amosta had a habit of knowing who the letter was from before reading it.
Could it be said that it has been discovered...
Amosta's gaze wavered, and he looked eagerly at the words written in delicate handwriting.
The content on the letter was brief and had nothing to do with Sirius Black, but it still made his brows rise a bit.
"...I was in the same carriage with Harry Potter. I encountered a dementor on the way to check the carriage. No one was injured, but many people were frightened...Harry fainted..."
After destroying the letter, Amosta shook his head and smiled softly,
"A son of the plane, no matter where he goes, there will always be a story, um... an accident--"
Dinner was relatively simple, just a pile of fried potato slices and a few grilled sausages. Amosta sat in the restaurant, facing his own shadow on the wall, quietly enjoying the tranquility of being alone. By the way, by the way, Also thinking about how to catch Sirius Black.
There is actually no good way to do this. Amosta is not the only smart person in the magic world. If there was really a way to catch Black immediately, the Aurors would have done it long ago.
At present, it is generally accepted that Black will sneak up on Hogwarts and try every means to kill Harry Potter in the school. However, no one can tell how Black will do it and when he will do it. .
Before today, Amosta could only passively wait for Sirius to reveal his clues in the assassination. However, this morning, he met Tonks by chance and learned from her about the relationship between Black and the Potters, as well as the Aurors. In addition to guarding against Sirius from infiltrating Hogsmeade, and still keeping watch over his old mansion, Amosta suddenly had an idea.
"We might as well...go to the place where the Potters were killed. Maybe there will be some clues..."
Amosta chewed the sausage and made an inarticulate sound.
"Criminal psychology... maybe, it's better than just waiting..."
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