Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

After visiting the jewelry store, Harry dragged them each to buy a giant ice cream from Florin Fosco's ice cream shop. Then, they visited the Quidditch boutique, Flourish and Blotts bookstore, Hopping and Playful Magic Joke Shop, etc.

They visited almost every shop in Diagon Alley.

It was not until late at night that they reluctantly parted.

Amanta was still a little worried: "Harry, if you go back so late, won't the Dursleys make things difficult for you?"

Harry shrugged nonchalantly. "If I go back early anyway, they'll just scold me for not cleaning the garage. So, I might as well wait until they go to bed and avoid getting scolded."

Draco's face was a little heavy: "See you next time. By the way, remember to write a letter."

"it is good."

Dobby Apparated them back to their residences.

The night is quiet, and the street lights cast a dim glow.

Amanta pushed open the door and walked into her room quietly. The nights in the orphanage were always peaceful, with only the occasional crows cawing outside the window.

She casually undressed, put on a loose nightgown, picked up the potion book on the bedside, and prepared to study before going to bed.

However, she was interrupted by a slight knocking sound - coming from the window.

Amanta looked over warily and saw a strange black owl.

The pitch-black feathers were almost invisible in the night, leaving only a pair of light golden eyes gleaming with a faint cold light in the moonlight.

It was tapping the glass with its paws, looking relaxed, as if it was supposed to be there.

She frowned, walked to the window and pushed it open carefully.

The owl flapped its wings quickly and flew in, landing on her desk. It straightened up, and its light golden eyes stared at her quietly, as if observing its prey.

Amanta looked down and found a letter tied to its leg.

The letter was tied with a dark red ribbon and sealed with brown paper. The gold stamp on it was unclear which family crest it belonged to.

Her intuition told her that the letter might not bring any good news.

Amanta raised her hand to untie the envelope, hesitated for a moment, then used a knife to cut the wax seal, opened the envelope, and unfolded the neatly folded parchment.

The handwriting is neat and smooth, and the characters are sharp, like knife marks carved on paper.

To Amanta Merlin:

You should be used to competing with me in wits and courage at Hogwarts.

Unfortunately, the rules of Hogwarts restrict our conversation, and you seem to always be unnecessarily wary of what I say.

Now that we're all away from Hogwarts for a while.

I think it would be better to have some more in-depth exchanges in a freer environment.

You have shown a keen interest in bloodline magic, spiritualism, ancient magic, etc., and I happen to have studied this as well.

I think we can exchange our views and discuss some more profound topics without interference from others.

Of course, I already know the orphanage you're in -

The address of the Taos Orphanage.

If you don't want to reply, that's okay, I can visit you in person and maybe that will help us get to know each other better?

After all, I'm interested in your world.

—Julius Hoffmann

After reading the letter, Amanta tightened her fingers slightly, and the letter paper made a slight rustling sound.

Her first reaction was not panic, but disgust.

The letter seems polite and well-worded, and even shows sincerity in "academic discussion", but the threat between the lines is almost obvious.

He was not only testing her, but also telling her that he had grasped her weakness.

The address of the Taos Orphanage.

She was not afraid of Julius, but was afraid of him suddenly showing up in the orphanage, where all the people were Muggle children who were completely unable to deal with any dangerous situation involving magic.

She lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, then calmly folded the letter and put it in the desk drawer, her eyes calm and sharp.

She couldn't just refuse.

Julius was a dangerous gambler, and if she simply ignored him, or acted too forcefully, he might indeed show up at the orphanage unannounced.

By then, she would have to deal with inquiries from the orphanage, guard against Julius' intentions, and ensure that the children in the orphanage would not be implicated. This would be too troublesome.

Amanta exhaled slowly, sat back at the desk, took out a new piece of parchment, thought for a moment, and started writing.

To Julius:

Your proposal is indeed interesting, and the study of ancient magic and bloodlines is indeed worth further exploration.

But you should know that my time is very limited now, and my summer vacation schedule is very tight, so I may not be able to spare time for such academic exchanges.

As for visiting in person...

I hope you understand that the children at Dawes Orphanage are all Muggles, and this is not the right place to discuss such matters.

If you have any truly valuable academic material, perhaps you could send it to me for review.

I will analyze it and get back to you.

—Amanta Merlin

Amanta put down her quill and carefully checked the contents of the letter, making sure that her attitude was neither too flattering nor too irritating.

Her strategy was clear: first stabilize Julius, delay time, and at the same time test his motives.

She sealed the letter and tied it back to the black owl's leg. She raised her hand and gently stroked its feathers: "Go back and bring it to your master."

The owl hooted softly, flapped its wings, flew out of the window, and disappeared into the night.

Amanta stared at the direction where it disappeared, her eyes slightly gloomy.

She couldn't face Julius alone.

Draco and Harry must be told in advance so that they can help analyze Julius' motives and take precautions to prevent him from actually appearing in the orphanage.

She immediately took out two pieces of parchment and wrote letters to Draco and Harry respectively, briefly explaining the situation and asking them to reply as soon as possible.

She wrote quickly, but her handwriting was still elegant and powerful.

Draco, Harry:

Julius has just written to me.

He knew the address of the Taos Orphanage and hinted that if I didn’t respond, he might visit in person.

He said he wanted to discuss bloodline magic, soulology, ancient magic, and the like with me. I wasn't sure what his intentions were, but he was so persistent that I had to be wary.

I have written back to give him a half-hearted reply, but I don't think he will give up easily.

What do you think?

——Amanta

She tied the letters to the owl's legs and watched it fly into the night sky until it disappeared completely.

Amanta leaned back in her chair, rubbed her brows, and stared calmly at the letter on the desk.

She needed to be more prepared.

Every move of Julius was not a simple provocation, but a carefully planned infiltration. He was testing her bottom line step by step.

but--

Amanta raised the corners of her lips, her eyes cold.

She would let him know that he had made a mistake.