hogwarts blast

Kyle was walking in Hogwarts Castle after dark. The portraits on both sides of the corridor were all napping. It was quiet everywhere, with only darkness as his companion.

Perhaps because of his experience as a Dark Knight in New York a few years ago, Kyle enjoyed this quiet, lightless environment. The darkness made him feel extremely safe and peaceful.

So even if he's alone, Kyle likes to go out after curfew for night walks.

Even if a person strolls around this ancient castle with nothing to do, he can relax his body and mind to the greatest extent.

But tonight an uninvited guest broke the beauty.

In front of a tall suit of armor, an old man with a white beard accurately grabbed Kyle who was under the illusion spell.

"Dad, it's not even twelve o'clock yet."

Kyle took out the approval slip signed by Dumbledore from his pocket and waved it in front of him.

Dumbledore sighed helplessly, "Okay."

"Compared with my affairs, shouldn't you pay more attention to your precious savior classmate?"

Kyle pursed his lips toward a half-open door on the left side of the corridor.

A few minutes ago, an invisible man got into the door under his nose. Behind the door was an abandoned classroom.

The invisible man thought he was covering up well.

In fact, in this quiet corridor, you can notice his footsteps and breathing as long as you are within ten meters.

People who often travel at night will never make such a small mistake. This person is definitely a novice.

Well, there is only one answer.

He had just seen an invisibility cloak in Dumbledore's room some time ago, which was a relic of Harry's late father, James Potter.

Dumbledore gave the Invisibility Cloak as a Christmas gift and returned it to its original owner, Harry.

Then the person who just got through that door should be our savior classmate who survived.

Dumbledore appeared in the corridor on the fifth floor of the castle at this time, probably for this matter.

"Since you have noticed it, come with me."

Kyle restrained his voice, followed Dumbledore, and walked into the half-open door.

"So - you're here again, Harry?"

Harry, who was sitting in front of a huge mirror with his hands on his knees, felt as if his internal organs were suddenly frozen into ice.

He was so frightened that he crawled up from the ground, looked behind him, and found two Dumbledores, one old and one young, sitting on a table by the wall looking at him.

"I...I didn't see you, sir," he stammered.

"You're not the only one who can become invisible."

Dumbledore had a kind smile on his face, which made Kyle feel slightly sad.

Except for his father being so kind and cheerful when he first took him to Hogwarts, when he saw him, he would either feel tired and hold his forehead, or shake his head and sigh.

Kyle really wanted to grab Harry's neck and ask: What makes Dumbledore like you so much?

Harry couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the smile on Dumbledore's face.

"It seems that you, like many others before you, have discovered the joys of the Mirror of Erised."

While his father was giving Harry psychological education, Kyle stood in front of the Mirror of Erised that attracted Harry to come in the middle of the night.

This mirror looks very majestic. It reaches the height of the ceiling and is supported by two large claw-like brackets at the bottom.

The most important thing is that there is a long series of letters written in Latin on the top frame of this mirror.

The mirror also has a long series of letters written in Latin on the top frame.

If you read this string of letters upside down, you will find that it is a sentence.

"What I reflect is not your face, but the desire in your heart." Kyle read out softly.

As a spiral of ripples rippled above, Kyle's figure reflected in the mirror gradually changed.

Several red auspicious clouds quietly appeared on the wizard robe he was wearing, and the corners of Kyle's mouth suddenly twitched.

Behind him were seven figures also wearing red auspicious cloud wizard robes.

Six of them all have a pair of purple circled eyes that Kyle is very familiar with.

If he guessed correctly, this should be the Six Paths of Pain he created.

Then his identity should be that Nagato has not escaped.

The seventh figure standing behind Kyle is also someone he knows - Catherine August, or in other words, Xiaonan.

Xiao Nan in the picture had her black hair dyed light blue-purple at some point, and her shawl hair was also styled into a bun, with a light blue paper flower stuck on the right side.

The corners of Kyle's mouth twitched even more. Is this what he desires most in his heart?

Become a rice bearer?

But to be honest, his Xiaonan looks even more beautiful after she dyes her hair blue-purple.

It would actually be nice if I could take him home as my wife. The six-year age gap is not a problem...

Of course, this kind of thing is still too early for Kyle now, and little Kyle hasn't fully grown up yet.

The person carrying the rice... No, Kyle in the mirror began to float and fly high into the sky.

In the air, the rice bearer opened his mouth silently, and Kyle could tell what he was saying even without looking at the shape of his mouth.

Kyle's lips parted slightly: "How many floors does a bag of rice have to carry? A bag of rice has to carry two floors."

"What?" Dumbledore turned his attention to Kyle who was standing in front of the magic mirror. Why did this child suddenly start talking to himself?

"It's okay, it's okay, you can continue." Kyle touched the back of his head awkwardly and accidentally recited the full text automatically.

Dumbledore turned around and continued to teach the savior classmate:

"This mirror can neither teach us knowledge nor tell us the truth. People waste their time in front of it..."

At this time, Mikael in the mirror had finished his spellcasting chant.

In front of the mirror, Kyle's Chuuni soul had burned to an uncontrollable level.

He suddenly raised his arms and shouted the last line loudly.

"Shinra Tenzheng!"

Dumbledore, who was interrupted again, stopped helplessly. He was suddenly curious about what Kyle saw in the mirror.

"Kyle, what did you see?"

Glancing at the scene of corpses and ruins in the magic mirror, Kyle avoided Dumbledore's sight with some guilt.

From some things in the ruins, it was not difficult for Kyle to determine that the Hogwarts castle they were currently in was destroyed by his Super Shinra Celestial Strike.

Would he dare to tell Dumbledore such a thing?

In the next few minutes, the father will be kind and the son will be filial.

He neither has a signal ax nor the ability to send a measly moon to Dumbledore.

Maybe it will be possible after mastering the Earth Explosion Star or the Sky Impact Star in the future, but now... it's obviously not possible.

So Kyle could only talk about other things to fool his father.

"I saw an Iron Throne covered with spikes, sharp horns and twisted metal. There were also many spikes on the back of the chair. It looked like it was made of thousands of sharp swords."

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, not doubting the authenticity of Kyle's words.

"I hold a staff in one hand and a sword in the other, wearing a magnificent crown on my head, wearing imperial robes, and ascended the Iron Throne."

Dumbledore didn't say anything about what Kyle saw, but his slightly furrowed eyebrows revealed a bit of sadness.