Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 438 The Escaped Dementor

Kyle's words caused the entire principal's office to fall into silence for an instant.

Dumbledore has seen a lot of big scenes, but now he suddenly found that he didn't know what to say.

 Including the paintings on the wall.

In the portrait, a thin wizard looked at Kyle without hesitation, the expression on his face constantly changing.

He also has a portrait in the Ministry of Magic, and often goes there to take a look and inquire about the latest developments in the magical world.

So he still knew something about Cornelius Fudge...but no matter how he thought, he couldn't connect that person who was keen on gaining power and expanding contacts with what Kyle just said.

 As for Phineas, it was more direct.

"Albus..." He said to Dumbledore without hesitation in front of Kyle: "Check it quickly, I think this kid must have been under the Imperius Curse of someone."

 Phineas also knew Fudge well, and in his own words... "Millifett was bad enough; he was even better."

Millifit was the Minister of Magic a hundred and fifty years ago. During her tenure, she passed many unnecessary bills...such as the wearing angle of wizard hats.

At that time, wizards had to spend twenty minutes every time they went out to check whether there were any problems with their clothes.

 But after meeting Fudge, Phineas suddenly felt that Millifite was not bad. At least she passed a lot of practical bills every year.

As for Fudge, he has been in office for a few years, and the only thing he can say a few words about is the "Muggle Protection Act" last year.

"Phineas... I don't think anyone in school should use the Imperius Curse on a student." Dumbledore said calmly.

 “Then why did he begin to talk nonsense,” said Phineas.

"I can find someone to check him out." Another witch also said.

Dilys Devante, the headmaster of Hogwarts two hundred years ago, was also a famous healer. Her portrait still hangs in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies.

Dumbledore shook his head and ignored their words, but looked at Kyle with interest.

“I know you can always bring me some surprises... Do you mind telling me what you think?”

“If the Minister of Magic were someone else, such as Barty Crouch, it would indeed be difficult for Sirius to overturn the verdict, but with only Fudge... this matter would be much easier to handle.

 “But before that…”

He looked at Sirius, "Do you know any people who have been confirmed to be Death Eaters but have not been caught yet?"

 Sirius shook his head in confusion.

Most of the people he knew had been his neighbors for twelve years, and the rest had all been cleared... As for whether there were any fish that slipped through the net, he didn't have time to investigate.

"I do have some news about this." Dumbledore said suddenly: "There are two Death Eaters who have changed their identities and have been operating in the dark, but they are not important figures."

"That's enough," Kyle said, "as long as it's definitely a Death Eater."

 “Why are you asking this?” Sirius asked curiously.

“Give me a gift.” Kyle said matter-of-factly. “If someone is doing you such a big favor, you must bring something with you.”

Dumbledore thought for a moment, then seemed to think of something, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

 “I knew you could always surprise me!” he said again.

 …

　By the next day, Dumbledore left the school, and Sirius was also missing.

Harry came several times to inquire about the situation, but saw no one, which made him unable to even eat.

However, Kyle ate quite well, and his appetite even increased.

Harry asked, but he just shook his head, saying that he didn't know where Sirius and Dumbledore had gone.

Kyle really doesn’t know.

He wanted to go along, but Dumbledore wouldn't take him.

But this is fine...

 Another two days passed and they still had not returned.

Kyle got up early that day. After breakfast, he excused himself to something and went to Hogsmeade through the statue of the hunchback witch on the fourth floor.

Today was the agreed day, and he was going to find the dementors to get something. Hogsmeade is peaceful.

Kyle searched for a long time and finally saw a familiar black robe in the place between Hogsmeade and the school...

It was a dementor, but he was not sure if it was from that night. After all, in his opinion, all dementors were the same.

Kyle was about to go over and ask, but just when he got close to the dementor, the other person floated away quickly like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Kyle was stunned for a moment and quickly chased after him. There was such a dementor nearby and he couldn't let it escape.

Although the Dementor can fly, it seems unable to leave this area, and it is soon caught up by Kyle...

Kyle was a little strange. This dementor was smaller than the one he had seen before, and his robes were also more torn. The hooded cloak was almost turning into a jacket.

"Why are you running away..." Kyle said, "I want to ask you something..."

The dementor didn't say anything, but tightened the few tattered robes he had left on him.

"Where is your leader..." Kyle thought for a moment and added: "It's not from the Ministry of Magic."

The dementor stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the castle. Because a sleeve was missing, his arm looked extremely ugly under the sunlight, with patches of black and white, looking like he had been sunburned.

 “Over there at the castle?” Kyle asked again.

  The dementor nodded.

After getting the answer, Kyle immediately walked towards the castle, but before leaving, he threw a piece of dark blue cloth to the Dementor and asked him to mend his sleeves, as a thank you for its help in guiding the way.

This is what Kyle prepared as a Quidditch World Cup souvenir, but there is no black, so he can only make do with dark blue.

But the dementors probably wouldn’t mind this little thing.

 …

Hogsmeade is not far from the castle. A few minutes later, Kyle had already seen the castle gate.

 There are two dementors guarding there.

But there was no need to ask this time. After noticing Kyle, one of the dementors immediately floated over.

"You should have seen that Dumbledore didn't cause any trouble for you...so what did she say?" Kyle asked straight to the point.

The Dementor was also very straightforward, "The underground storage room of the ancient house...the portrait...behind the third wall brick..."

 “Where is the ancient house?”

 “I don’t know…she didn’t say…”

"Okay." Kyle nodded, stretched out his hand and said, "Where's the thing I gave you before?"

 The dementor reached out and took out an envelope and an empty vial.

In exchange, Kyle gave it a few pieces of chocolate.

"These are things that can make people happy. Consider them my reward for buying news. You can take these back to her... maybe you can both have a meal." Kyle said with a smile.

 The dementor didn't understand, but he understood the snack... so he put away the chocolates.

 After doing all this, Kyle walked into the school gate.

But he did not go back to the castle directly, but found a remote place and lit the envelope with his wand.

 During this process, a voice that sounded like a whisper came from the envelope.

 “Gringotts…treasury…”

Then Kyle took out the empty bottle again.

 “Torn apart!”

 The bottle exploded into a pile of fragments, mixed with the ashes of the envelope.

 “Clear water is like a spring!”

 “Clean it up!”

With two consecutive spells, the ground instantly became as clean as new, leaving no traces behind.

 (End of this chapter)