The Long-Awaited Meeting

Amelia was desperate to see Professor Dumbledore. Harry and the others certainly had the means to bring her directly into Hogwarts, but unless they had gone mad, they would never sneak a stranger whose identity and intentions were unclear into the school through a secret passage just for a single meeting.

However, because Amelia had claimed to be close with Professor Breen and Remus, and because she had made this trip on Remus's instructions, they ultimately decided to help her.

The three of them were effectively escorting Amelia down the mountain. Harry and Hermione kept watch over her from either side, while Ron used the secret passage in Honeydukes to get into Hogwarts and deliver the message.

Dusk was approaching, and the temperature was gradually dropping.

Wisps of mist drifted through the mountain valleys bathed in crimson afterglow, making the verdant peaks appear and disappear from sight. The dark green Forbidden Forest swayed in the evening breeze, producing waves of sound like the sea. The surface of the Black Lake resembled countless shattered silver mirrors, its scattered light still dazzling.

From the fields to the edge of the village, Hogsmeade residents who had finished their work and were dragging their weary bodies home formed a long line. Amelia, concealed beneath a Disillusionment Charm, followed them with her gaze until it reached the ancient black castle farther away, and her heart suddenly trembled.

Compared with bustling New York, this place was undoubtedly primitive and backward. Yet this rustic scene possessed an extraordinary power that touched her soul.

But then, a trace of melancholy rose in her heart.

If her father and mother had not left London back then, she would undoubtedly have become a Hogwarts student. Then again, that was not certain. If those sorrowful events had never happened, perhaps she