Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

When the three Kyles returned to the office, Harry was already waiting impatiently. He looked restless and eager to visit the unconscious Sirius.

This time Dumbledore agreed.

Sacia took them out of the office, turned a corner, and came to a brighter corridor.

Kyle noticed that the first digit on the number at the door of the ward was written five, which meant that this was the fifth floor of St. Mungo's, which was the Curse Injury Department.

He originally thought that Sirius was also on this floor, but Sacia did not stop and walked down the stairs.

Almost everyone they met on the road, whether they were patients or therapists, stopped to say hello to Sacia, and it was obvious that the dean was well-respected at St. Mungo's.

"Where are we going now..." Kyle couldn't help but ask: "If you are tortured by the Cruciatus Curse, shouldn't you be treated on the fifth floor?"

"That's true." Dean Sacia said, "But Black was not tortured by the Cruciatus Curse for too long. It would be better to deal with the wounds on his body that were bitten by the Rune Snake first, that kind of magical animal. Teeth are poisonous."

Having said this, Sacia couldn't help but glance at Kyle again.

She thought about the basilisk again. Compared with that legendary magical animal, the venom of the rune snake was a bit underwhelming.

Soon, Sacia took them to the second floor, which was also the floor that Kyle was most familiar with.

He looked at a bracket placed at the corner of the stairs and was slightly stunned.

"Yes, this is the shelf you used to pierce the werewolf." Sasia smiled and said, "After the effect of the transformation spell on it ended, we put it back in place."

Hearing what she said, even Harry, who only cared about Sirius, stopped.

He naturally knew that the reason why Kyle received the Order of Merlin was because he defeated a suddenly transformed werewolf at St. Mungo's.

But I had heard about it before, but I didn’t expect it to be here.

He glanced at the shelf curiously.

...It's just a very ordinary shelf with a few flower pots on it.

To be honest, if Sasia didn't say it, he would never associate such an ordinary thing with a weapon.

"Have you found out the reason?" Kyle asked, "The reason why the werewolf can transform during the day."

"A crazy pharmacist." Sasia said calmly, "Because I rejected his application to enter the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists, I planned that revenge action."

"Do you need my help?" Dumbledore asked.

"Thanks, Albus, but the matter has been resolved." Sasia said with a smile.

"Oh, Professor Dumbledore, Kyle, Harry, why are you here?"

At this time, Mr. Weasley came up from downstairs, holding some bandages and several bottles of different potions in his hand.

"We are here to visit Sirius." Harry said quickly: "Mr. Weasley, do you know where he is?"

"Of course...but to be honest, you really shouldn't have come, especially Harry. It's very dangerous outside Hogwarts right now." Mr. Weasley sighed.

But soon he realized that Dumbledore was here, so he said nothing more and pointed to the second room on the right.

"Sirius is right there, come with me."

He walked over and opened the door, and Harry ran over immediately.

"Remember to keep quiet," Mr. Weasley reminded: "Sirius is not the only one here."

Kyle originally wanted to follow him and take a look, but Dumbledore held out his hand to stop him.

"Let's wait outside." He said, "Sirius can't see too many people at one time, otherwise it will affect other patients' rest... By the way, I also have something to ask you."

Kyle's expression froze...Okay, what is supposed to come will come.

Because there were many people coming and going in the corridor, Dumbledore took him to the sixth floor of St. Mungo's.

This is a shop and tea room, a place dedicated to meeting customers and chatting.

Because they had to prepare an antidote, Sacia did not come with them.

Dumbledore took Kyle into a separate tea room. As soon as he entered the door, his face became serious.

"I remember we agreed not to bring basilisks into Hogwarts."

"Ah, that's it..." Kyle felt a little guilty, but he still said bravely: "But the situation is different now, isn't it?"

"Oh?" Dumbledore's eyes flickered and he said nothing, as if he was waiting for Kyle's explanation.

"Voldemort wanted to kill me because of the Philosopher's Stone and the diary. The last time he was on the top of the mountain, he showed undisguised murderous intent and took action for it."

Kyle said, "Not only did he ask all the Death Eaters to catch me, he even wanted to do it himself. Thanks to the magical magic item like the Mist Orb, he saved my life."

After hearing about the Sorcerer's Stone and the diary, Dumbledore's eyes were not as firm as before.

Indeed, Kyle ruined Voldemort's plans twice in a row, so he would naturally hold a grudge.

Coupled with what happened on the top of the mountain that day and the fact that Kyle found several Horcruxes, there was no possibility of turning around.

Voldemort's hatred for Kyle is probably no less than that for Harry, maybe even more. In this case, there is nothing wrong with Kyle finding some means of self-defense for himself.

Dumbledore was a little confused. Although the reason was this, he still couldn't accept the basilisk appearing in school...unless Kyle could find a more sufficient reason.

"I'm just trying to protect myself." Kyle continued: "After all, I'm just a student who hasn't graduated yet. Facing Death Eaters is very dangerous."

Dumbledore's hand that was about to pour the tea suddenly shook.

Kyle faces Death Eaters, danger?

He felt that the Death Eater engulfed by the fire might have a different opinion... What was the other person's name? Oh, yes, Theodore Nott.

"Of course, one or two doesn't matter, but what if there are a lot of them coming. Kyle continued: "I only have one wand, and it's not enough to face a dozen wands. "

"Hogwarts is safe." Dumbledore said softly. "As long as I am alive, it is impossible to let Death Eaters enter the school...even if Tom comes."

"There are always special circumstances..." Kyle's voice became softer, "For example, like today, when members of the Order of the Phoenix are in danger, you must go to the rescue."

"If that's the case, I can come back at any time." Dumbledore glanced at Kyle, "This reason cannot convince me."

"But I can't stay in school forever." Kyle said with a sigh, which was also the main reason why he brought the basilisk.

He understood that Dumbledore wanted him to leave the basilisk with Newt when he was at school and take it back after the holidays.

But it's impossible for the Death Eaters to deal with them openly. No one knows what conspiracy they will come up with.

Just like last year, hadn't Harry been taken out of school?

If there was an emergency, the Death Eaters would definitely not let him go to Newt to get the basilisk first, so it was the safest thing to carry it with him.

Dumbledore was even more hesitant. He knew that now was the key for Voldemort to accumulate strength. He would win over giants and invite werewolves. This meant that he had a lot to do and could not stay in school all the time.

Although according to his understanding of Voldemort, it was impossible for the other party to come to Hogwarts while he was still alive... but that was only the Voldemort more than ten years ago.

After the Horcrux was destroyed, his soul was completely incomplete, and it's hard to say whether this would affect his character.

Even if the possibility is small, it is not completely impossible.

Seeing Dumbledore's hesitation, Kyle immediately became energetic and struck while the iron was hot:

"You just said that magic is unknown. Since the basilisk can save people, it can also be used to deal with Death Eaters.

"Just like a powerful magic wand, whether it is dangerous or not ultimately depends on who is holding it."

Dumbledore was choked. He didn't expect that what he just said casually would be used by Kyle on him.

But he had to admit that what Kyle said made sense... To judge whether a powerful weapon is dangerous or not, it must depend on who is using it.

but……

"Even so, you have forgotten one premise." Dumbledore raised his head, "That is, the person who uses the weapon must be able to fully control the weapon. Only in this way can it not be counterattacked."

"I promise that I can control the basilisk." Kyle said firmly.

He was not unprepared at all.

While taking away the basilisk, Newt found more than a hundred roosters and placed them in a cave near the basilisk. He could cancel the protective magic at the entrance of the cave at any time and release the roosters.

There are also other items in the box.

Fire dragons, poisonous leopards, patches of mandrake and biting cabbage make it almost impossible to break out of the box even if the basilisk is really disobedient.

Seeing Kyle's confident look, Dumbledore was shaken again.

"If you are still worried, Professor..."

Kyle cleared his throat and said in a very natural tone: "Then it's okay to let Fox monitor the basilisk. I can build a perch for Fox in the box. With Phoenix helping to watch, the basilisk will be better." There’s no chance of coming out, is there?”

Dumbledore couldn't help but raise his head.

Kyle's reasoning was sound and it didn't sound like there was anything wrong with it.

Phoenix will not be affected by the Basilisk's gaze. Having Fox watching from the side can really make him feel at ease.

But his intuition told him that Kyle definitely had other ideas, at least not just to reassure him.

"Surveillance is too serious. Of course I believe you." Dumbledore said: "Countless facts have told me that you are not a person who likes to talk big."

"It's okay, Professor, this is what it should be." Kyle said seriously, "I completely understand and I will definitely have no objection.

"And you must be quite busy with Voldemort's affairs recently. It just so happens that I can help take care of Fox."

Dumbledore looked into Kyle's eyes and saw a rare shirk.

If he had only suspected it just now, he was now sure that Kyle was plotting against his Phoenix.

This made Dumbledore dumbfounded.

This time, he originally came to investigate because Kyle took away the basilisk without permission. However, as he kept saying it, his phoenix seemed to be lost, and it all seemed very reasonable.

Because besides sending the basilisk back to Newt, this is the best solution.

The phoenix is ​​not affected by the sight of the basilisk, its tears can detoxify, and it can fly itself. If there is any emergency, it can also give everyone an early warning.

With Fox watching, it would be like adding a layer of insurance to the box containing the basilisk, and Dumbledore would feel much more at ease.

But the problem is that when he came, he never thought about sending Fox to the box. Even when he was wavering before, he just wanted to know whether Kyle had the ability to ensure that the basilisk would not appear in Hogwarts.

In the end, the matter had something to do with his phoenix. What made Dumbledore even more confused was that he was still a little moved.

"Bang, bang..."

Just as Dumbledore was struggling, there was a knock on the door outside.

Then the door of the tea room was pushed open.

"Sorry to disturb you, Principal Dumbledore." A young wizard stood outside and said awkwardly, "But people from the Ministry of Magic are here. They are in Black's ward, and the scene is a bit unpleasant."

"I understand, thank you... Augustus." He glanced at the brand on the wizard's chest and said.

"No, no, no." The therapist named Augustus waved his hands repeatedly.

Dumbledore looked at Kyle again, "You stay here."

After saying that, he went downstairs with the therapist.

In fact, there was no need for Dumbledore to remind him that Kyle had no intention of meeting anyone from the Ministry of Magic. Now Fudge regarded Dumbledore as his biggest enemy, and there would be some overt and covert fighting. He didn't want to cause trouble for himself.

The only thing that made him feel a little pity was that Dumbledore took Fawkes away, as if to guard against him.

This is Dumbledore's fault. He just proposed a very objective solution and had no selfish motives.

Besides, Fox himself was loyal to the Dumbledore family, and it was impossible for him to abduct him. As for being so defensive about him?

"You're so small-minded." Kyle muttered quietly.

After the two left, Kyle went to a store not far away.

It was already early in the morning, and he was a little hungry after being suddenly called here to work for such a long time in the middle of the night.

The store is not big, it feels like a box on the train, but it has a wide variety of products, including snacks, tableware, and daily necessities.

Kyle bought himself a cauldron cake and a bottle of pumpkin soda, and returned to the previous tea room.

The crucible cake tasted average, much worse than the one on the train. It was a bit cloyingly sweet and felt like half of it was sugar.

And for some unknown reason, the filling in the middle of the cake is not jam, but salted fish...

That kind of small salted fish that is a few inches long, without any additional processing, is directly fried and stuffed into the cake.

Sweet cake and salted fish, this magical combination is almost as abrupt as a troll dancing a ballet.

Kyle felt that he was suddenly not so hungry, so he opened the pumpkin soda and took a sip... This one was much more normal, it just tasted like ordinary soda.

"Bang, bang..." At this time, the knock on the door sounded again.

Kyle walked over and opened the door.

This time it was not someone from St. Mungo's or an Auror from the Ministry of Magic, but Harry.

"The Ministry of Magic won't allow me to stay in the room any longer," he said. "Professor Dumbledore said I could come here."

"It's okay, sit down." Kyle pointed to the seat opposite, "You must be hungry too, I just bought something."

Harry also saw the largely untouched piece of cake on the table.

He had been worried about Sirius's condition before, but he didn't feel anything. Now that Kyle reminded him, he also felt a pang of hunger.

But the cake on the table didn't look big, and it felt like it wasn't enough for two people.

"I'll buy another one," Harry said.

"It's okay, I'm full. Just have some more drinks." Kyle shook the pumpkin soda in his hand.

Harry then remembered that Kyle should have been here all along, so he didn't say anything more.

"Thank you." He broke off a piece of cake and put it into his mouth.

"You're welcome." Kyle looked at him with a satisfied expression and asked tentatively: "How do you feel?"

"It's a bit average, and the taste is worse than what you buy on the train." Harry thought for a while and continued: "But I've never had this combination before, and it still sounds good."

"Pretty good?" Kyle smacked his lips.

No wonder the store clerk highly recommended the crucible cake with this combination just now. Now everything seems reasonable. I didn’t expect that some people would really like it.

Although he didn't understand Harry's comments, he respected them.

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