Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

The award ceremony for the Triwizard Tournament champion was grand.

On behalf of the Ministry of Magic, Cornelius Fudge handed the Triwizard Cup to Kyle, along with a full thousand Galleons bonus.

Ms. Maxim and Fleur applauded nearby... Fleur's expression looked a little regretful.

After all, the game was already declared over before she even started, so it could be said that she had no sense of experience.

But that's how the game is. Who made her score low? Moreover, Ms. Maxim just said that Kyle destroyed half of the maze with a single spell... The path paved by flames has not been extinguished yet. You can see it clearly as long as you stand in the audience.

This also proves from the side that Kyle is indeed very strong, at least she definitely can't do it.

The sky gradually turned dark, and the award ceremony ended in this lively atmosphere.

The only ones who couldn't laugh were probably Durmstrang's students.

Their warrior Krum fell into a coma not long after entering the maze and was carried out, and the principal Karkaroff was also missing.

The two key people are not here. They feel like outsiders standing here, not knowing at all whether to follow the celebration or go back to the ship first.

After the award ceremony, Dumbledore came to Kyle quietly and whispered:

"Come with me, I may have something to ask you."

"Okay." Kyle nodded and subconsciously glanced at Dumbledore's left hand.

"Oh, don't worry." Dumbledore seemed to see what he was thinking, stretched out his left hand and said, "It was just burned by the fire, and it will heal soon."

The black scorch marks on it have disappeared, leaving only a shallow scar.

"Of course, it's impossible to have no price at all." Dumbledore said with a smile, "And Tom is not much better, I didn't suffer at all."

He blinked, exchanged a few words with the people around him, and then returned to the castle.

Kyle followed him.

At this time, the students who were watching the game had not returned yet, and there was silence in the castle. The two of them walked along the stairs to the principal's office on the eighth floor.

Harry was already waiting here in advance, along with Professor McGonagall, Professor Moody, Snape and Sirius.

So, in the next period of time, Harry repeated the entire process of being taken away and everything he experienced when he was on the top of the mountain.

"That man, Barty Crouch Jr. is really shrewd." Professor Moody couldn't help but said: "I think he probably drank the Polyjuice Potion when we all left the castle.

"Filch... I saw the Squib before dinner, and he had not taken Polyjuice Potion at that time."

"Professor, can you see through this potion?" Harry asked curiously.

"It can't be seen through," Professor Moody said, "but it's not that troublesome to distinguish a squib from a normal wizard."

Harry suddenly realized, thinking about it now, something was indeed wrong when Filch came to him, and he also saw traces of the wand in the other person's pocket.

But at that time, he was preoccupied with the third event and didn't think much about it. Then he was knocked unconscious and taken away.

"Wait!" Harry suddenly thought of something, "If the person who took me away was Barty Crouch Jr., then where is the real Filch?"

There was silence in the principal's office.

Both Dumbledore and the professors seemed to have forgotten about the castle gatekeeper.

"Minerva..." Dumbledore said, "Can you please go to Filch's office and call Madam Pomfrey? I think Filch needs some treatment?"

"I understand." Professor McGonagall nodded and quickly left the room.

"Let's continue." Dumbledore looked at Harry again, "Did you just say that Kyle fought off those Death Eaters?"

"Yes, Professor." Harry's voice was a little excited, "It was a giant dragon made of flames. It scared off all the Death Eaters as soon as it appeared."

Everyone's eyes subconsciously turned to Kyle, and some of them thought it was the magic spell he used in the game, but Professor Moody thought of another possibility.

Not just any flame spell can be condensed into a fire dragon... just like the spell Kyle used in the maze. Although it is powerful, it is only in its most basic form.

Only Li Huo can easily condense into the appearance of magical animals.

Although this spell was an out-and-out black magic, the former Auror did not say anything inappropriate.

He has now retired from the Auror office and is now just a professor at Hogwarts. Even Dumbledore didn't say anything, so he naturally wouldn't talk much.

Just pretend you don’t know anything.

"Is that when Dumbledore passed?" he asked.

Calculating the time, from the time Kyle was sent there by the portkey to when he cast the Fire Spell to protect himself, it was almost the time when Dumbledore left.

"That's right." Harry said hesitantly, "At that time, a thick fog suddenly appeared. The fog was so thick that I couldn't see anything clearly inside. Then I heard the principal's voice."

"Dense fog?" Professor Moody frowned, "Is it already there?"

"No, this is it." At this time, Kyle suddenly said, he took out something and placed it in front of everyone.

It was a crystal blue bead, smaller than the Golden Snitch, and a white smoke could be seen slowly swimming inside.

It looks like a shrunken crystal ball.

"What is this?" Sirius asked curiously.

"The Mist Gem." Kyle said, "As long as you crush the bead, the white smoke inside will flow out continuously. The effect is exactly what Harry just said."

"It's really a good thing." Professor Moody's magic eye stared at the mist gem motionlessly, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be something from Wagadu.

"When I was hunting down a foreign dark wizard, he used something similar. He threw a stone and hundreds of stinging caterpillars flew out."

"Absolutely." Kyle said, "I bought this from Hogsmeade, and the shop owner also said it came from an ancient tribe in Moon Mountain.

“Because it works so well, I keep carrying it with me.”

"What you did is right." Professor Moody said sincerely: "In the case of huge disparity in strength, using this method to limit the opponent's actions and gain rescue time is the most correct way... I guess this That’s probably why you bought it in the first place.”

Kyle said nothing, acquiescing.

"Are you really not considering becoming an Auror after graduation?" Professor Moody couldn't help but said.

Although he was very dissatisfied with the current Ministry of Magic, if he really met the right person, the first thing he would think of would be the Auror Office.

"I can make the decision and exempt you from all assessments. You can even become a registered Auror of the Ministry of Magic in the sixth grade. You don't need to participate in missions, and you can get a generous salary every month."

"How much?"

"Fifty galleons."

"A little less." Kyle muttered.

"It's quite a lot," Professor Moody said. "Don't forget that you don't have to do anything. The money will be free until you graduate."

Kyle was a little moved, and after thinking about it, he asked, "Then if I want to do another job after graduation, can I resign?"

Professor Moody was stunned for a moment, then shook his head repeatedly, "Of course not."

Good guy, resigning after two years of salary for nothing... is this what a Hufflepuff can say?