Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 602 Dumbledore’s Memory

　　Hogsmeade.

Although school has not started yet, it is still very lively here and every shop is open.

After all, as the most famous wizarding village in the UK, Hogsmeade not only receives students, but also many graduates or wizards who come here often.

But there are a lot of people here today, and you can always see the faces of many foreign wizards on the road.

　　But their destination was not the more popular shops around, but an inconspicuous bar on the edge of the village.

 Pig's Head Bar.

Kyle looked up at the sign in front of him, and then walked in with Dumbledore.

It can be seen that this place has been cleaned, but I don't know if the process was too perfunctory, or if the dust and dirt have been integrated with the floor, and the effect is not obvious.

Let alone the Three Broomsticks, even the Oak Barrel Bar in the Romanian Fire Dragon Reserve looks much cleaner than here.

The only good thing is that the cups here are finally clean... shiny and look as good as new.

 Although this situation is undoubtedly the most basic in other bars, it is particularly rare here... After all, everyone knows that if you want to come to the Pig Head Bar, the first thing you need to do is bring your own tableware.

By the time Kyle walked in, there were already many people here. In addition to the foreign faces, there were also many familiar faces.

For example, Doug McPhail, who had written to him before, Professor Locknear of Beauxbatons, and the professors at Hogwarts... except Snape and Hagrid, almost all the other professors came.

In addition, the owners of Three Broomsticks, Honeydukes Candy Shop, and Zuko’s Joke Shop are also here. Everyone closed their shops and gathered in this small bar.

After seeing Dumbledore, everyone stood up. At the same time, they inevitably noticed Kyle next to them.

 Some people looked at Kyle's forehead subconsciously, and then showed an incredulous expression.

 They thought that the person brought by Dumbledore would be Harry Potter, but the man in front of them had no scars on his forehead, and he was obviously not the famous savior.

But those who know Kyle don’t find it surprising at all.

“We meet again, kid.” McPhail came over and greeted warmly, “I hope my letter didn’t cause you too much trouble.

"When I received your reply, I was reminded that I should not involve you in such a dangerous matter, and I found that he was right."

"It doesn't matter, Mr. McPhail." Kyle said, "Since I saw the mysterious man that night, it has been impossible to stay out of the matter, and naturally it cannot be said to be involved."

“So you really saw him?” McPhail asked, “Saw it with your own eyes?”

"That's right." Kyle said, and at the same time, everyone in the bar looked over and stared at him without blinking.

Kyle's expression remained unchanged and he continued: "His look is so recognisable, I think it would be difficult for anyone to recognize him."

Someone wanted to ask more questions, but Professor McGonagall came over at the right time and changed the subject.

"Okay, Duge, I think we'll talk about these later." She pulled Kyle aside, "We have plenty of time."

“Okay, it’s up to you.” McPhail sat back in his seat and looked at the bar. “Excuse me, can you get me a bottle of cherry soda?”

“Two galleons.” The owner of the Pig Head Bar casually threw out a red bottle, but had no intention of sending it over.

But McPhail didn't mind. With a flick of his finger, the bottle on the bar slowly floated over.

"It's a bit expensive...but it doesn't matter, Albus pays."

"Of course, this is what it should be." Dumbledore said, "But things are very important later. I hope everyone can stay sober as much as possible and don't order too strong a drink."

A while later, around seven o'clock, when Professor Marchbaan walked into the bar tremblingly, the door was closed.

A golden stream of light appeared on the door handle, hanging there like a lock. Then, a ripple flashed on the wall, and the whole room seemed to be wrapped in a large soap bubble.

Kyle guessed that this should be some kind of protective magic.

 “Very well, everyone is here,” said Dumbledore.

Others put down their cups one after another and looked over.

“I think everyone should know about Voldemort’s resurrection.”

Dumbledore looked serious, "I must tell everyone that this is true. Just two months ago, I fought against Voldemort in person. I am very sure that he is not someone else pretending to be someone else, but the real Voldemort. He is really is back."

 Then Kyle also added some additions, probably what happened before Dumbledore arrived, and what he heard from Harry about the process of Voldemort's resurrection.

There was a buzz of discussion in the bar. Even though they already knew the answer before coming, some people still raised questions in their hearts.

This is normal. After all, even in the magical world, I have never heard of any wizard being able to be resurrected. At most, he can only become a ghost.

In response to this, Dumbledore did not answer their doubts immediately. Instead, he put his wand to his head and pulled out a shiny, ribbon-like thing.

Hearsay is far less convincing than seeing it with your own eyes, so he decided to let everyone see his memory with their own eyes.

Dumbledore put his memory into the pensieve prepared in advance and tapped the magic text carved on the edge with his wand.

 The next second, a green light appeared out of thin air in the bar.

Everyone was startled by the sudden death curse, and a few of the timid ones even sat directly on the ground.

However, more people soon realized that this was not the real death curse, but Dumbledore's memory.

This way of viewing memories up close is exactly the same as the opera room in Nico’s home.

Everyone fell silent and looked at the scene in front of them seriously, even Kyle watched with great interest.

 At first, he and Harry were sent down the mountain by Dumbledore, so they didn't know what happened up there.

 In the picture, he has seen most of the spells used by Dumbledore, and can even be said to be very familiar with them.

It was obviously the same spell, but when Dumbledore used it, it looked completely different.

The floating spell that can dig out half a mountain... the transformation spell that turns stones and trees into giants... the crushing spell that turns countless sharp knives into dust...

This battle opened Kyle's eyes and also allowed him to see more different ways of fighting.

As for the Death Eaters around him, I'm sorry, they are not in Dumbledore's memory, but their shadows only occasionally appear in a picture.

　　Until the end, Voldemort was whipped backwards by a stone whip and lay helpless on the ground. Dumbledore was also bitten on the arm by the flaming snake.

 The picture disappears at this point.

 The sound of needles dropping could be heard in the bar. Everyone was shocked by the power of Dumbledore and Voldemort, and at the same time, they were glad that one of them was on their side.

 “That’s the way it is.”

Dumbledore paused for a few minutes before continuing: "I know that many people have a lucky idea and think that Voldemort has just been resurrected and must be very weak, but as you have just seen, this is not the case.

 “He is still as strong as he was more than ten years ago.”

Although it is hard to believe that this is true, the fact is right in front of them and they can only accept it.

"Albus, what are we going to do?" Someone asked: "Declare war on our own initiative? Before he completely gathers the Death Eaters."

"This is difficult." Dumbledore shook his head, "I know Voldemort, he will not give us this chance.

"So we have to make other preparations...for the upcoming war." At this point, he glanced at Kyle subconsciously.

But at this time, Kyle was still recalling the details of the battle between Dumbledore and Voldemort, and did not notice it.

"Go ahead, Albus." McPhail was the first to stand up and express his stance, "I will fully cooperate with you."

"And I…"

"Me too!"

 People stood up one after another.

“I would like to ask everyone to look for the Death Eaters’ movements and gain more allies for us.”

Dumbledore said seriously: "I'm sure that Voldemort's resurrection will not stay quiet forever, and what we can do is to detect it in advance and crush all his conspiracies."

 (End of this chapter)