"Sister Violetta?"
Hermione's expression stiffened visibly. Not only her, but also Sirius, Remus, Harry, and even Ron, who was a little slower on the uptake, turned pale upon realizing it.
"Yes!"
Little Hammer was still lost in disappointment and did not notice the odd expressions of the group in front of him. His tone was full of regret,
"Sister Weitaya is the gentlest girl we've ever met. She's really nice and even helped us with our enrollment issues. Oh, Brother Amostar even went on a date with her. We thought they might end up together!"
The children around them all nodded in agreement, looking disappointed.
"I'm sorry. If you mean Viola Creona, I was referring to her."
Hermione asked stammeringly, and Sirius and Remus, who had been eagerly listening to the topic, had now become solemn.
"Viola Creona?"
Little Hammer blinked and puzzled, "It's Viola Hill."
Viola Creona and Viola Hill? Are they two different people, or one person?!
"Could you tell me what Viola Hill looks like?"
Sirius leaned forward unconsciously, his eyes fixed on Little Hammer.
"Oh, she's the prettiest girl we've ever seen!" said another little boy eagerly, "Viola sister has very beautiful emerald green hair, and she--"
"In my opinion, everyone--"
It was unclear when Amostar had appeared at the back of the crowd. He watched Sirius and the others with a 'smile',
"Shall we drop this topic then?"
With Professor Breanne's slightly cold gaze sweeping over them, Hermione and Harry, and Ron were already sweating coldly. However, Little Hammer pouted nonchalantly,
"Don't be so shy, Brother Amostar, we were just discussing something that has already happened!"
"If you have no objections, Little Hammer--" Amostar sternly said, "After dinner, I want to check your holiday homework. If I find that your error rate is too high, you won't be able to leave the house during the remaining time of your holiday!"
Whoosh——
In a hurry, the children who had been scared stiff were all suddenly separated from Sirius and the others. After Little Hammer made a face at Amostar, who was glaring at him, he quickly picked up his plate and ran off to another place.
Amostar, who had been taking care of the children so far, hadn't even had a chance to taste his own homemade food. He sat down next to Sirius with his own plate, gulping down the already cold pie.
Perhaps because of what Remus had mentioned earlier, that they had come to look for Amostar for some important business secrets, so the children from the orphanage were all behaving themselves, keeping their distance and not eavesdropping on their conversation. Finally, Amostar had some time to chat with these guys about why they had come to visit.
"You three--"
Amostar raised an eyebrow at the trio sitting opposite him, and the trio sat up straight immediately,
"I suppose you three are making good progress on your holiday homework, aren't you? You've got enough time to be running around, right?"
Harry and Ron's expressions suddenly tensed. In fact, they hadn't even started handling those annoying holiday homework yet. However, Hermione's expression was somewhat calm, she had already finished her homework before the ball.
"Oh, don't take offense, Amostar--"
Little Wolf Star smiled lightly.
"I just brought them out for a change of scenery. You're not curious about how we found this place?"
If he was truly angry, Amostar wouldn't have let them in at all. He softly hummed in disapproval.
"Only Severus and Dumbledore know about this place, I think they won't tell you. Did you find this information from the Ministry?"
Although it was a question, Amostar spoke with an air of certainty.
"Everything can't deceive you." Sirius scratched his head and smiled.
"Amostar--"
Remus still had a heavy look in his eyes. He knew that Amostar probably didn't want to discuss this issue, otherwise he wouldn't have stopped it. However, it was truly very curious, and also very important.
"Viola Creona and Viola Hill--"
Remus whispered,
"Are they the same person? Emerald green hair isn't common. This must be some ancient magic of the secret witch. What's going on?"
Amostar Breanne and the notorious evil witch Viola Creona were known to be acquaintances. Many people had seen their confrontation during the Quidditch final that night, and after being passed down through word of mouth, there were many sensational guesses about what happened between them.
And people speculated that Viola Creona was able to escape that night with the help of a fearsome black wizard because Amostar Breanne, the 'ex-lover', was kind to her.
Amostar himself and the official statement from the Ministry of Magic said that Amostar had once pursued Viola Creona and her group of dark wizards, but she had narrowly escaped.
A strong evidence to refute those sensational guesses was that after the Quidditch final night, Viola Creona, who had committed serious crimes, was arrested with the help of Amostar Breanne and the Ministry of Magic. Currently, she is being held in Azkaban prison.
After the Prophet Daily published this inspiring news, the bustling speculation instantly disappeared.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione had always believed in Professor Breann's explanation without a doubt, thinking that the woman was just a dark witch who had been pursued by Professor Breann. However, the casual remark by the little boy named Hammer completely shattered their beliefs.
Viola Creona had been seen leaving this orphanage. They had even gone on a date?!
Hermione stared at Professor Breann with wide brown eyes, thinking of only one reasonable explanation--
Viola Creona had appeared in Harry's dreams with the Dark Lord, and that night when she showed up at the Quidditch match, it was to abduct Harry. Perhaps the woman had once posed as a kind Muggle to approach the children at the orphanage, hoping to get close to Professor Breann. After being uncovered by the professor, she fled in a panic?
"I'll share this with you guys when the time is appropriate."
Amostar said, but through his cold expression, they all knew that this was probably just an excuse. Amostar had no intention of sharing this secret with them.
The night fell, and the nightlife in the suburban area was far less exciting than that in the city center. Past ten o'clock, the howling desolation outside even made Harry feel a sense of being back in his dormitory at Hogwarts.
There were many rooms on the six-story little building of the orphanage, but there were more children and staff living here, so there was no room to squeeze them in. Therefore, the five people from the magical world had to live in a large dormitory with three high beds. Although it was inconvenient for Hermione's presence, it wasn't intended to stay permanently. They just wanted to spend one night.
Once away from the sight of Muggles, magic was no longer a taboo. Remus expanded the space of this dormitory and then separated Hermione's share with a curtain, which obviously made Hermione relaxed. After rustling around in bed to change into pajamas, Hermione pulled aside the curtain and approached the group who were discussing.
In a sky blue nightgown, with her hair tied back in a headband, Hermione looked like a neighborhood girl from a Muggle high school who was reading. Among the group of men, the fresh scent she exuded was particularly noticeable. Ron kept moving his nose, but he didn't even glance at her again.
"What are you guys talking about?"
Ron's gaze was avoiding Hermione, but she sat beside Ron's bed, looking at his side face and asking.
We were talking about whether the Muggle children living in the orphanage where Amostar grew up would still be safe if Voldemort really came back.
Remus worriedly answered this question.
(Chapter Completed)
