Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

 Chapter 793 Dumbledore’s new nickname

 Soon, Kyle returned to the room upstairs carrying twenty bottles of spirits.

 “What is this?” Fred looked at the big package in Kyle’s hand and asked doubtfully.

“Good stuff, you should feel better if you drink it later.” Kyle said.

Hearing this, Fred felt his stomach begin to churn again.

“If we have to go back now, can I be the last one in line?”

 “I really don’t want to Apparate again anytime soon.”

“Don’t worry, we’ll use the portkey this time.” Kyle took out the dirty glass.

Under his arrangement, everyone formed a circle to ensure that everyone had a finger to touch the cup.

As for the unconscious Tonks, they stayed here, and Nymphadora Tonks was responsible for sending them to the school hospital at Hogwarts for treatment.

Having just been attacked by Death Eaters, they did not dare to go to St. Mungo's with two wounded people, so the closer Hogwarts campus hospital became the best choice.

“But didn’t he also say before that the Department of Mysteries was specifically responsible for making poison for Fudge to help him deal with his opponents?”

“No need to make a fuss about it, they are always like this, mysterious,” Chris said.

“Hurry up, George.” She warned. At this time, a dazzling blue light appeared on the cup, and George quickly pressed his index finger on it.

To be honest, Kyle doesn’t know whether these remarks were made by Xenophilius to Chris, or whether they were new content he wrote on “The Quibbler.”

But Kyle didn’t look at them, but turned his attention to the person whose appearance he couldn’t see clearly.

"If that's the case..." Kyle nodded, and when he was about to say something, when he turned around, the silent man disappeared.

 Because the therapist accidentally discovered that reading "The Quibbler" can calm down wizards who have been harmed by mental magic, and they can also temporarily show the same thinking logic as normal wizards.

"What on earth is the Department of Mysteries busy with?" Kyle couldn't help but ask, "Can't you even come out?"

There are many wizards living in Godric's Hollow. If such a big thing happens there, someone will definitely tell the Ministry of Magic.

Kyle felt like the world was spinning for a while, and his fingers were tightly glued to the door key, but compared with the phoenix's disembodiment, this level could only be regarded as a merry-go-round in an amusement park.

How could such logical content appear in The Quibbler? How sad would its loyal readers be if they saw it? Wouldn’t this add chaos to St. Mungo’s?

"I don't know." Chris blurted out: "No one knows except the silent man.

 No sound was made, and no one knew how the other party disappeared, as if what they just saw was just a shadow.

 “Who are you talking about?” Kyle was stunned for a moment, thinking he heard wrongly.

By the way, the place where "The Quibbler" sells best is St. Mungo's, or to be more precise, the Department of Psychological Magical Healing and Comprehensive Restoration, which is part of St. Mungo's Department of Magical Injury.

This has been done before when members of the Order of the Phoenix were injured, and Madam Pomfrey has become accustomed to working overtime occasionally during holidays.

  Grimmauld Place No. 12 has arrived.

As if there was an invisible hook behind the stomach that suddenly hooked forward, everyone's feet left the dirty floor and disappeared on the second floor of the Pig Head Bar.

Although they don’t know the principle, they still buy several sets of magazines every month. Some of them are used to read, some are used to study, and the rest are used to paper walls.

Chris also came, looking nervous. It wasn't until Kyle looked over that his expression became more relaxed.

 “So what’s in there?”

"Of course I haven't forgotten it." Kyle rubbed his forehead, and some of the thoughts he had just brewed disappeared in an instant.

If it's the latter, then Kyle can only say that Xenophilius has fallen. He gave up his consistent persistence and lofty ideals, and fell back to the solid ground from the boundless clouds.

　　When Kyle went to the Ministry of Magic for interrogation, this style of clothing was the work clothes of the Department of Mysteries. His mother Diana was wearing this kind of robe at that time.

"This is the Silent Man." Seeming to see Kyle's doubts, Chris took the initiative to explain: "Your mother is very worried about you, but for some reasons, she cannot leave the Department of Mysteries. The silent person who can contact the outside comes out to check the situation. "

It is said that the walls of several wards were covered with intact articles cut from The Quibbler.

"My dear, it's enough for me to be alone here. You must go back with them." Tonks glanced at Lupine, kissed his cheek, and then turned to look at the others.

"But now Fudge is no longer the Minister." Chris looked around and lowered his voice again and said, "And I think his statement is very reasonable, remember? There are really some very mysterious things in the Department of Mysteries. Door."

Compared to helping Fudge poison his opponent to get rid of his opponent, this statement is really normal, and it can even be said that it is so normal that it doesn't look like something that should be in "The Quibbler".

Mrs. Weasley ran over excitedly and hugged Fred and George.

 “Who?”

 “Xenophilius.”

As for the effect, Kyle doesn't know, but there must be a reason why they can maintain this tradition for so long.

To be honest, this man is dressed like a Death Eater. The only difference is that there are some symbols made of gold thread on the black cloak.

“And your mother never told me any of this, including what I just said, I heard it from others.”

Beside him were Mr. Weasley, Alastor, Kingsley and a man wearing a hood and cloak, who must have received the news.

A few seconds later, everyone’s feet landed heavily on the ground, but no one fell down. Everyone landed smoothly.

However, Kyle was certain that the person in front of him was definitely not Diana. Although he couldn't see his face, his height and body shape didn't match.

"Xenophilius Lovegood." Chris said again, "Have you forgotten? Luna's father also lives in St. Catchpole Village. You have met him."

"I don't know." Chris shook his head and lowered his voice: "But I heard, just heard, that there are several doors in the Department of Mysteries. Whenever a major event occurs outside, such as a war, those doors will change. Very unstable."

“Yeah.” Kyle laughed dryly.

At the same time, Mrs. Weasley had brought everyone else into the house.

She looked very happy. No one was missing, and there were just as many people as when we set out in the morning.

"Today is worth celebrating." She said with a smile: "I'm going to prepare a midnight snack."

Mrs. Weasley went to the kitchen. Others tried to help, but she kicked them out.

From what Kyle knew about Mrs. Weasley, she probably wanted to find a place where no one was around to spend some time alone.

　　What happened today was a bit too exciting for her. It could be said that except for Percy who was at St. Mungo's and Arthur who returned to the Ministry of Magic early, the rest of the Weasley family were at the wedding.

At that time, when she saw Bellatrix and the Death Eaters who were almost three times more in number than them, Mrs. Weasley felt that the sky was falling.

If the Phoenix hadn't appeared in time to take them to a safe place, she simply couldn't imagine what would happen next.

She has not recovered until now. Kyle had noticed before that her hands had been trembling slightly.

The same goes for Mr. Weasley. When Kyle distributed the wine he bought from the Hog's Head pub to everyone, it took him three attempts to pull out the cork.

 For a while, no one spoke.

Even the noisiest Fred and George sat there quietly, each holding a bottle of wine in their hands and drinking heavily, as if they regarded it as a magic potion that could stabilize their spirits and also suppress their depression. The dizziness hasn't gone away yet.

As for the younger Ginny and Hermione who didn’t like to drink, Kyle made them a special drink, half a cup of water and half a cup of vinegar, plus the juice of three lemons with peels.

Since they didn’t see the making process, they were quite happy when Kyle brought the cup to the two of them.

 “What is this?” Ginny asked curiously.

"Special lemonade." Kyle tilted his head slightly, "According to my experience, the most effective way to relieve the dizziness caused by Apparition is to drink something with a strong sour taste, followed by strong liquor."

 “Thank you,” said Hermione.

 “Well…you’re welcome.” Kyle said, “Let’s have a try.”

 “Can you give me a drink of this?” At this time, Ron suddenly said.

Although he is old enough to drink, he really doesn't like the taste of whiskey and brandy. In comparison, lemonade is more acceptable.

"Of course, no problem." Kyle found a few more smaller cups and divided some out, "Harry, do you want some?"

"Ah, no, thank you." Harry shook his head.

Although he doesn’t like strong alcoholic drinks, he also doesn’t like sour things.

"Okay." Kyle returned the lemonade to Ginny. Because it was too uncomfortable, she took it and took a sip without any hesitation. The next second, a sour and bitter taste ran down the tongue and reached Tianling Gai.

Ginny's features crinkled together.

"What, does it taste bad?" Ron suddenly stopped raising the cup to his mouth and asked with a suspicious look on his face.

"No, it's not bad at all, it's sweet." Ginny's face, which had been wrinkled just now, quickly unfolded and she tried to pretend to be nonchalant. In order to prove to Ron that she wasn't lying, she even took another sip. .

"Then why are you so confused?" Ron didn't doubt that he was there, and decisively brought the cup to his mouth and took a big sip.

Then…

 “Oh... so sour!” Ron’s face also wrinkled, his facial features were squeezed together, looking like a cabbage that had been stepped on by a unicorn.

 “Oh...why is it still so painful!”

“Because there are lemon peels.” Kyle tried not to laugh, “Drink it, it’s okay, and it’s good for you.”

"Absolutely not." Ron shook his head firmly, "Ginny, you actually lied to me."

 “What did I lie to you about?” Ginny glanced at him.

 “You told me this stuff tastes good.”

 “It just tastes good.”

“Then take another sip.” Ron said angrily, “If you take another sip, I will believe you.”

"Why should I ask you to believe me?" Ginny said calmly: "I feel better now. I don't want to drink, can't I?"

"You..." Ron became even more angry and his face turned red.

But what he didn't know was that Ginny's words were true. After taking a second sip of lemonade, she did feel better, and the ubiquitous dizziness gradually disappeared.

Although I have not fully recovered, I am at least much more comfortable than before.

Since Ron spit out everything in his mouth, he naturally didn't feel this way.

 The two of them were just sitting at the dinner table, glaring at each other across Harry.

However, due to their commotion, the atmosphere at the dinner table relaxed a lot, and everyone was not as nervous as before.

"Today was really thrilling." Kingsley was the first to say, "If we had known that this would happen, we shouldn't have gone back to the Ministry of Magic before."

"It's just because I didn't expect it." Sirius had already finished a whole bottle of whiskey and was opening the second bottle, "I still haven't figured out how they knew that Remus was going to marry Nymphadora. Obviously we only told a few people, and they were all our own."

"Maybe someone let it slip." Chris thought for a while, "It could also be that the Death Eaters have long been eyeing those people close to us. Capture Andromeda and Ted, and follow their movements It’s actually not difficult to deduce the location of Godric’s Hollow, just a bottle of Veritaserum or Legilimency.”

"We didn't think carefully this time." Lu Ping lowered his head, "We should be more cautious."

"No, I am also responsible." Sirius said, "After knowing that Dumbledore was coming, I subconsciously relaxed my vigilance around me. If I could be more cautious, I might be able to discover the Death Eaters in advance. traces.”

“No, no, in the final analysis we shouldn’t leave early...”

 Several people share responsibilities at the table.

But in Kyle's opinion, this matter is ultimately Dumbledore's fault. Who made him show his face, give others the illusion that he was there, and then sneak away without saying a word.

There is nothing wrong with sharing the blame for this irresponsible behavior.

"And Kyle!" Sirius suddenly turned his head and said, and Kyle looked over subconsciously.

“Why did you let the phoenix send me away first!” His eyes turned slightly red. “You told Fred that Dumbledore asked the phoenix to save everyone, but I don’t think so.”

"I…"

"No need to explain, I can tell that you are directing the Phoenix's actions, and it was precisely because of your request that it turned back and caught me."

"not me…"

"Have you ever thought about how much I would blame myself if you failed to come back this time? Asking a child to buy time for me... How shameful would I be to see Chris again?"

Kyle, who was interrupted twice in a row, said nothing again. He didn't cough lightly until he was sure that Sirius had finished speaking.

 “Are you done?”

“Actually, what I want to say is that I can apparate without the help of the Phoenix... Do you remember? When I took you out of the encirclement.”

As he spoke, Kyle stretched out his hand and pointed to the ring on his finger.

However, after three uses of Apparition, the color of the ring has become very dim. In addition, it is close to the finger, making it difficult to spot without looking carefully.

"That won't work either." Sirius said with a stiff neck, "I have to stay behind you."

 “Ah, okay.” Kyle did not refute, “Next time, next time.”

 “It’s better not to have another time.” Chris helped smooth things over. He also looked at Kyle and asked solemnly: "So what did you do after sending Sirius away?"

"Nothing," Kyle said. "I gave them a little surprise and then left."

 His tone was very relaxed, and he deliberately concealed the news about Voldemort.

"Surprise?" Chris raised an eyebrow, "What you call a surprise doesn't mean killing all seventy Death Eaters."

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire restaurant fell silent. Everyone looked at Kyle in disbelief. Even Mrs. Weasley in the kitchen ran out, her pupils constricted, as if she had heard something extremely terrifying.

To be honest, killing Death Eaters was something they had experienced more than ten years ago, even more than once.

But if that number were raised to seventy...there would be no one sitting here except Alastor Moody.

 Even Alastor had accumulated numbers over the course of his decades-long career as an Auror.

 But as for Kyle, if it were true that he killed seventy Death Eaters at once...

 Inexplicably, when Ron looked at Kyle again, his legs began to tremble unconsciously. This was a physiological reaction and had nothing to do with whether he was familiar with Kyle.

"There must be some mistake, Chris." Mrs. Weasley came back to her senses and said, "Kyle is a good boy, how could he..."

"No, Molly..." Mr. Weasley shook his head, "The news we received is that all seventy Death Eaters were killed in Godric's Hollow. If I guess correctly, Scrimgeour and The Aurors are already there."

"No, this has nothing to do with me." Kyle looked innocent and quickly denied, "I didn't do it."

 “But you were the last one to leave,” said Kingsley.

 He has been wanting to ask since just now, but because Chris is here, he doesn't know how to say it.

Now that Chris took the initiative to mention this, he asked: "You are the last one, no one knows what you did."

"But I really didn't do this, I swear." Kyle raised his wand calmly, "If you don't believe it, you can use the magic contract to verify whether I have killed seventy Death Eaters."

"Ah, no need." Kingsley hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, "Believe me, I didn't mean to question you..."

"Of course you shouldn't question." Mrs. Weasley also reacted at this time. She walked over quickly, "Let's put it this way, from the time I was sent to the Pig's Head Bar to the time Kyle came back here, there were at most only Twenty minutes.

"Do you think Kell can kill seventy Death Eaters in twenty minutes?"

"No, it should be fifteen minutes." Sirius added: "This is the time when I come back. At that time, the Death Eaters are still chasing us."

 “Did you hear that?”

Mrs. Weasley continued: "If Kyle can really kill all the Death Eaters in fifteen minutes, do we still need the help of the Phoenix?"

"Admit it, Kyle, you will become a legend." Fred couldn't help laughing.

“Even Dumbledore will be called Little Kyle from now on.” George also said with a smile.

 “No, it should be old Kyle.”

 After saying that, the two couldn't help it anymore and started laughing.

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 (End of this chapter)