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Before coming to New York, Amosta had never expected to receive a welcoming escort from MACUSA. Remus's application had been rejected time and again, which had already said quite a lot.

And as an unwelcome guest, keeping a low profile and remaining humble was the sensible course of action. So Amosta turned a deaf ear to the wizards surrounding the place where Remus and he were staying.

But that did not mean Amosta could tolerate every offensive act.

What he had said at the hotel about "shaking off the tail" had merely been a joke. But if those people truly stuck to their heels and followed them everywhere, Amosta would not mind using some unfriendly means to remind them exactly where the line was.

Near the World Trade Center Twin Towers, towering modern buildings stood in dense ranks. This was one of New York's busiest commercial districts. Everywhere he looked were Muggle elites in suits and ties, while gleaming luxury cars could be seen all along the roads. Standing by the roadside, listening to the flow of traffic and scanning the towers around him, Amosta caught a faint trace of the "modern" cities he had once lived in during his previous life.

"The Blind Pig pub—"

The people watching them at least knew their limits. They had not followed after Amosta and the others once they left the hotel, but Remus still did not dare lower his guard. He had already sensed the hostility the upper ranks of the Ministry of Magic Congress felt toward Amosta and him. With Amosta without his wand, he had to take responsibility for both their safety.

Amelia mistook Amosta's admiration of the Muggle city for him being unable to find the way. Though she did not approve of him going to such a mixed