The time at school is always comfortable and relaxing, unlike working outside, where one is like a puppet wound up tight, constantly running for a livelihood. Ammosta hadn't noticed much, and two weeks had flown by in a blink. Tomorrow is the first day of the second semester.
Generally speaking, except for the night before the start of each school year to celebrate the incoming witches and the beginning of a new academic year, Hogwarts only holds an opening banquet.
There were no celebrations at the beginning of the second semester as usual, but this year was different. Due to the terrorist attacks that had occurred last semester and caused people's hearts to tremble, Dumbledore decided to hold a banquet in the Great Hall in the evening as an example to inspire people.
Snape strode down the third-floor corridor, and upon seeing the cool and formidable Potions Professor, the young witches nearby quickly moved to one side, as if trying to avoid him.
Snape himself had become accustomed to such scenes. He did not even glance at the students, but quickly turned a few corners and stopped in front of an unused classroom.
"Please enter, Professor Snape."
The sound that burst out from the classroom startled Snape, who was about to knock on the door. Following the order, he pushed the door open and saw Ammosta standing in the center of the classroom with his arms crossed, smiling at a wall.
"Professor Dumbledore, may I invite you to the banquet?"
Snape walked into the room, closing the door behind him, and sneered, "I see that you, like our great headmaster, are already close to knowing everything, Ammosta?"
"I saw you coming out of Professor Dumbledore's office, nowhere else to go, just coming straight here. I guess that's how I figured it out."
Ammosta raised an eyebrow, pointing at the wall with a slightly proud show of his labor of love.
"Take a look, Professor Snape. I've worked on it for several nights without sleep, running around the castle under the Enigma Charm. Finally, I finished all the adjustments before the opening day of school. If I were to evaluate myself, I would say that the result is very good!"
Snape didn't care about Ammosta's self-praise. He turned around and looked at the wall that had been divided into hundreds of small squares, each square flickering with a picture. After taking a good look, he couldn't help but change color slightly despite his experience in big waves and storms.
In the images, Harry and Ron were coming out of the infirmary, on their way to inform Hermione about the banquet tonight and ask if she would like to attend.
Craig and Garrick were standing in the owl shed waiting for just entered Draco Malfoy. In no time, the Malfoy came out of the owl house with his head full of owl feathers, he left a letter in his left hand and threw an owl on the rafters. Such actions made Craig and Garrick laugh, and Malfoy felt satisfied with this.
At the statue of the hunchbacked witch on the fourth-floor corridor, a thin, black-haired boy was acting as a lookout for someone. He whispered something to the statue, and then the witch's hunch opened up. Two red-haired boys identical in appearance emerged one after another. They joyfully clapped hands with their friend and proudly showed off the cream beer they had bought from The Three Broomsticks.
Filch had just caught two first-year witches sneaking to throw big dungbombs in the washroom, he roughly grabbed their collars and led them to the office on the way, he passed Percy scolding Sallyan Boxwood for secretly using the Leg Lock Curse on Padma Patil, causing her to fall into a puddle outside the washroom on the second floor.
So she was also grabbed by the collar and led to the office by Filch.
Neville entered Professor Sprout's office, holding the Bubble-Weed Wand given to him by his uncle Algie. Professor McGonagall stood at her office door, with a stern expression, watching a wizard dressed in emerald robes, with flowing golden hair and a bright smile, leave.
As the flashing images clearly displayed the current events happening at Hogwarts before Snape, he stared at the people in those images, watching them move around or talk loudly. Finally, when he looked at Ammosta with a smiling expression, his face changed.
Indeed, the night Ammosta returned to school, he told Snape of his plan.
But Snape has to admit that at the time, he didn't pay much attention to his star student's fanciful method. It was only now, with Hogwarts so vividly presented before him, that Snape realized its power.
"How did you do that?"
Snape subconsciously lowered his voice and looked a little shocked, "I know you've placed many little gadgets in the castle... how did you prevent those things from being discovered?"
"It's quite simple," Ammosta said with an easy expression, "I've cast the Enigma Charm on all the panoramic telescopes and some powerful protective spells. The young witches wouldn't be able to find them, and even the professors couldn't discover them unless they were specifically searching for them."
Indeed, it cannot be discovered, unlike a wizard's peeping. It won't cause any unusual feelings at all. Although Snape considers himself to be vigilant, he didn't feel that he had been monitored along the way.
"… In fact, the principle of this thing is quite simple, just like WWN (Wizard Wireless Network), which transmits signals through magical fields. However, my system transmits images, while the broadcast transmits sound."
Ammosta shrugged his shoulders, as if he had merely brewed a potion for boils that even a first-year witch could handle, nothing to be too surprised about. He explained to Professor Snape in a very casual tone,
"The biggest difficulty I encountered was the chaotic and strong magical field within Hogwarts. This interference disrupted the stability of signal transmission. To address this, I spent a whole afternoon tweaking the interference spell and adjusting the telescopes according to the strength of magical fields in different parts of the castle... I was really exhausted. To be honest, when I meet Professor Dumbledore next time, could you possibly help me ask for some overtime pay?"
"Speaking of Dumbledore--"
Snape's face was as pale as wax, with an uncertain expression. "Does Dumbledore know about this, Amostta?"
Ammosta did not answer the question because he saw Percy Weasley, with his red hair marked by the Weasley family, patrolling and sneaking into the basement of the Ravenclaw Tower. His behavior was very suspicious.
He immediately went to the wall and looked closely, finding the corresponding image in the corner near the window. The image showed Percy embracing and passionately kissing a beautiful girl with long brown curls.
"Zeze!"
Ammosta praised, "It's really convenient to be a Prefect. If I were a Prefect too, I wouldn't have... Well, I forgot I didn't have a girlfriend."
Ammosta made a joke and then answered Professor Snape's question.
"Maybe he knows, maybe he doesn't, I'm not really sure. Professor Snape, my reaction upon returning to Hogwarts is different from what I expected. I thought he would keep a close eye on me, but the reality is that he doesn't seem to care much about me. Do you know why?"
