Chapter 888: Ancestral Home

Genres:Sci-Fi and Supernatural Last update:25/03/21 12:21:26
        By the time Ameliaia returned to the hotel where Amorsta Breon and his assistant were staying, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening. Considering that the two had experienced a long journey today, she thought they must have already gone to bed, so she intended to wait until the next morning to inform them. Mr. Breon's request had been granted.

    But as she was opening the rooms at the Muggle hotel where they were staying and pulling her suitcase along the corridor in front of their rooms, the previously closed doors suddenly opened.

    Amelia looked over warily and found that Mr. Breon and Professor Lupin were not resting. Professor Lupin was holding documents and was sitting in the dining room of the presidential suite, saying something to Mr. Breon, who was sitting in the head seat, his fists supporting his chin, smiling warmly at her.

    "Are you done?"

    Amorsta whispered softly, glancing at the suitcase next to Amelia.

    Amelia nodded subconsciously, then her eyebrows knit together, and she quickly looked left and right to confirm that no one was around before stepping into the room and asking seriously,

    "Do you still have another wand, Mr. Breon?"

    "I'm not going to use a wand to cast spells."

    Amorsta chuckled and looked at Remus.

    "Then, I think we all need some snacks to calm our hunger-ridden stomachs, Remus?"

    "Of course--"

    "Oh, um."

    "Thank you very much--"

    Amorsta came over with his glass of wine, looking at Amelia's suitcase again.

    "Has the Ministry of Security agreed to my request, is that right?"

    She blinked, and then nodded, "Yes, Mr. Breon. Mr. Greyves has agreed to your request, during your stay in New York, I will take responsibility for your safety as you are currently without a wand."

    "All is well, Mr. Breon—"

    Amorsta raised his glass to Amelia across the table, smiling as he said,

    "I believe that my safety will be well protected. Well, look, Amelia, for reasons known to us all, we may have to spend some time together. Since that's the case, perhaps we should introduce ourselves to each other?"

    Perhaps this can only be attributed to the breadth of a Grand Sorcerer's mind, thought Amelia.

    Amelia said this, but she didn't mention that she had helped Amorsta in his dispute and had been rejected.

    Amorsta Breon didn't need an introduction. The Chocolate Frogs cards had already detailed his remarkable achievements in recent years, and Amelia knew that she should be the one to make the introduction.

    "So, that is to say--"

    Amelia quelled the like in her heart and said somewhat nervously, after all, Amorsta Breon is undoubtedly a legend in the contemporary world of magic.

    Amorsta smiled and nodded.

    "Did you graduate from Hogwarts?"

    "What would you like to drink?" Amorsta moved to the liquor cabinet, politely inquiring.

    "Call me Amorsta. Then, let's have some sweet sherry; it will help me sleep."

    Amorsta smiled and said, "Amelia, I just need to ask you one thing." She saw that Amorsta was just making a gesture with his fingers, and the cork of the bottle smoothly came out.

    Remus hurriedly gathered his materials. He gave Amelia a friendly nod and then quickly left the room.

    "Yes, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the Phoenix Club."

    Looking at the young man standing in the soft light, Amelia pursed her lips and felt a strange sensation in her heart. On the surface, she was the one sent by the Congress to monitor Amorsta Breon, but this man had an incredibly good temperament, and he showed no signs of hostility or resistance towards herself or the Congress.

    Wandless magic and silent magic. Although it was a minor magic, the effortless and graceful posture with which it was cast showed that Amorsta Breon had an exceptional level of magical skill.

    In a short while, Amorsta had cast two spells in front of her. Amelia wasn't sure if this counted as breaking the rules. Though she didn't agree with Mr. Greyves's view, since this matter had been decided, she would still take her task seriously and responsibly. If the Ministry of Security taking away the wand was to ensure that Mr. Breon lost his ability to cast spells.

    "Yes, I'm Amelia Deak, working in the office of immigration management under the International Magical Cooperation Ministry in the United States. That is to say, before. Now, Mr. Greyves has assigned me to intern in the Ministry of Security."

    "How about there?"

    "It's very good."

    "Just mentioning the school makes my brown eyes brighten and my lips curve up uncontrollably. It's almost like an instinct."

    "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is the best magic school in the world, and Phoenix Club is the best among them!"

    But upon saying this, she suddenly realized that Amorsta Breon in front of her was working at another world-renowned magic school, and that what she had said might be seen as a provocation by Breon.

    But Amorsta didn't seem to take offense to this "arrogant" statement. He smiled and nodded, then looked at Amelia with a careful examination.

    "I think, if my guess is correct, you should be born to a Muggle family, just like me, right?"

    "Yes,"

    Amelia nodded, and a sense of admiration overflowed in her gaze.

    Distinctions between purebloods, half-bloods, and Muggles exist in all magical civilizations in the world. Generally speaking, Muggle-borns are always the most disadvantaged because even when they are in school and can outperform others through hard work and determination, once they enter society, they are always slower than others due to the lack of protection from their father's side and connections. Those like her are already considered the best among Muggle-borns.

    Therefore, there will always be the argument that wizards of Muggles are not as good as purebloods and half-bloods in terms of results. However, Amorsta Breon's presence has given all wizards of Muggles a great example to refute such absurd statements.

    "I think, you're not grown up in New York, right?"

    Amorsta examined Amelia.

    "Maybe it's my mistake, I think your accent has a little bit of London tone?"

    "Oh, actually I did grow up in New York."

    Amelia explained.

    "My English accent is because of my parents. They are actually Londoners."

    "Oh, is that so."

    Amorsta lifted his glass and took a sip, speaking with a hint of regret.

    "So sorry, we would have had the chance to be classmates."

    "I hope I didn't miss a great topic."

    For some reason, Remus Lupin didn't return for a long time. He came back with a servant pushing a food cart, and as soon as he entered, he raised an eyebrow at Amorsta and said with a smile.

    "I thought you got lost, Amorsta." Without paying attention to Remus's 'provocation', Amorsta spoke calmly.

    With the help of alcohol and food, the atmosphere of chatting became very good, and Amelia no longer felt so nervous.

    She noticed that both Mr. Breon and the older Mr. Lupin were very easy to deal with. Particularly Mr. Breon, he was witty and humorous, without any airs, looking like an ordinary wizard rather than someone who had once done such extraordinary things as a Grand Sorcerer.

    Moreover, Mr. Breon's attitude towards injustice also deserves admiration. In such situations, if she had experienced the same thing, she would ask herself if she could be so calm.

    At the same time, Mr. Breon also frankly told them their purpose of coming to New York, to obtain a sales permit for a magical alchemical device. It was really a very interesting instrument. She recalled her early days at Hogwarts when she put in unimaginable effort just to keep up with the others and thought that if the school had had such a 'learning machine' at that time, it would have made things much easier for her.

    Of course, the key to this instrument is not to help teachers 'slip' but to have a greater significance in promoting magical education and training elites, which cannot be measured in terms of value.

    "I'd be happy to help you write a letter to Professor Longbottom, Amorsta."

    "Amelia, who was slightly drunk, looked at the prototype Amorsta showed her after experiencing it herself, indignantly said,"

    "He is the Headmaster of the Phoenix Club, a very wise wizard. I believe he might see the value of this instrument in promoting magical education, if the joint review a week later does not pass."

    "Thank you for speaking up for me, Amelia."

    Amorsta said with a smile.

    "I believe I can overcome all obstacles and bring its convenience to people."

    (Chapter completed)