Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

On the empty Diagon Alley street, Malfoy and Narcissa walked side by side. Because of what happened just now, both of them were in a bad mood. They were gloomy all the time, thinking about their own things.

But they did not choose to go back in a hurry. It seemed that they would rather spend time aimlessly in Diagon Alley than go home.

Narcissa looked at her silent son next to her, trying to find some topics to break the awkward situation, but she didn't know what to say. Finally, she looked around and asked:

"Draco, do you want ice cream?"

"Who wants to eat that kind of thing." Malfoy said impatiently.

He subconsciously glanced at the Florin Fosco cold drink shop next to him, but his eyes stayed on a shop with a closed door and no sign.

Through the clean window, you can see a well-dressed house elf busy tidying up the shelves.

Well-dressed house elf... Malfoy couldn't help but sneer. It was the first time he saw such a weird situation.

This feeling was like seeing a troll not only taking a bath, but also wearing a diaper. It was unheard of.

However, when he mentioned the weird house elf, he subconsciously thought of Dobby who betrayed the Malfoy family, and his already bad mood became even more furious.

"It's so boring, what kind of store is this!"

"I don't know." Narcissa shook her head, "But this location should have something to do with the Black family. I remember Mrs. Black mentioned it at the beginning."

The Mrs. Black mentioned by Narcissa is the portrait of the "screaming witch" in No. 12 Grimmauld Place, and also Sirius' mother.

The screaming witch is a nickname given by Ginny, because the portrait can't speak well at all, and when it opens its mouth, it screams enough to pierce the eardrum.

"Black..." Malfoy looked disgusted, "That dirty big dog fugitive?"

"It shouldn't be." Narcissa thought for a while, "The industry here has been divided, and the ownership should be Merryflen."

To be honest, although she is also from Black, she has not paid much attention to the Black family since she married Lucius, and has no interest in the division of their industry.

After all, although the Black family has a deep foundation, the number of Galleons is far less than that of the Malfoy family, especially after one of the Black ancestors spent a large amount of Galleons to exchange for a Merlin Medal to show off.

Hearing that it had nothing to do with Sirius, Draco Malfoy's expression improved a little.

"Do you want to go and have a look?" Narcissa asked, "But it looks like this place is not open yet."

"So what." Malfoy's face darkened again, "We are Death Eaters, will we care about these?"

"Don't be like this, Draco." Narcissa seemed to have heard something terrible, her voice trembled slightly, "You... You can't think like this, you still have a chance."

"Chance?" Malfoy just felt annoyed, "What do I think? Who cares!"

He didn't hesitate any more and turned around and walked towards the store.

"Bang!"

Because he walked too fast, Malfoy didn't pay attention for a while and bumped into another person.

"Damn you..." He raised his head, and the curse that came out of his mouth stopped abruptly, and he turned to say coldly: "It's you, you followed us... Do you want to take credit for us?"

"If I want, I have countless opportunities to do so." Snape said with the same expressionless face.

"Severus!" Narcissa walked over quickly, "You..."

But before she had time to say anything, she was pulled away by the angry Malfoy. She could only look back frequently and look at Snape who was getting farther and farther behind her with pleading.

Snape said nothing, just stood there.

Until the two of them completely disappeared at the corner of the street, he slowly opened his hand.

In the palm of his hand was an ear-like thing and a torn piece of parchment.

The retractable ear was something he had just found an opportunity to throw into Malfoy's pocket. Through the conversation between the two along the way, he was basically sure that Malfoy and Narcissa had both lost part of their memory.

Probably, it was after Malfoy became angry.

Because from the conversation between the two, they didn't realize that the previous meeting of the three had been discovered.

Undoubtedly, the Oblivion Spell.

This can also confirm that the people who followed Malfoy before were not Death Eaters. Successfully using the Oblivion Spell on the two meant that they could subdue them.

If they were Death Eaters, there would be no reason to do this. It would be the style of Death Eaters to replace the Oblivion Spell with the Cruciatus Spell, or directly use the Stunning Spell to capture the two and take them to see the Dark Lord.

And speaking of the Oblivion Spell...

Snape looked at the retractable ears in his hand, his face uncertain.

Coincidentally, he just knew someone who not only used the Oblivion Spell well, but also had a thousand connections with the Weasley brothers who sold the retractable ears.

More importantly... Snape took a look at the half piece of parchment, turned around without hesitation, and pushed open the door of the shop behind him.

With a thump, the door hit the wall hard, almost shattering the glass next to it.

Dobby, who was busy, was startled.

"I'm sorry, sir, this place is not open yet..."

"Call him out!" Snape said coldly.

"I don't know what you are talking about?" Dobby looked at him in confusion.

"Don't make me say it for the third time!" Snape stepped forward, "Let him out, immediately, right now!"

"Professor, Dobby really doesn't know, you'd better not embarrass him."

Even though he had expected it, Snape's blood pressure suddenly rose when he heard the familiar voice coming from behind him.

"Kyle!" He turned around and said through gritted teeth.

"What did you say? I don't understand." Kyle waved his hand.

At his signal, Dobby immediately ran out and closed the door.

Snape waved his hand, and something seemed to envelope the room.

"This!" He took out a piece of parchment and slapped it on the brand new counter.

"I found this from Malfoy's pocket. Don't tell me it has nothing to do with you."

On the parchment is a line of words: [Xiu Xiu Boutique Store: Search for all valuable treasures]

There is also a pattern of six wands on top.

"This should be torn from a store flyer." Kyle glanced at it and said, "Why, Professor Snape, do you have anything you want to buy? If you don't mind, I can help."

"Do you think I don't know anything?" Snape took a step forward, pointed to the pattern on the parchment and said, "This is your logo, right? Those baubles that the six of you sold in school. It's all there.

"I know that you were the one who followed Malfoy, and it was you who erased his memory and stuffed this into his pocket."

"Why should I do this?" Kyle spread his hands and said, "Push him a leaflet from the store, or a small piece that was torn off."

"Emphasis on memory." Snape sneered. "There are traces of magic on it. When using the forgetting spell, do something to make it flash back to certain fragments when it sees the corresponding words or patterns."

Kyle narrowed his eyes.

"Why, you want to deny it, think I don't know?" Snape seemed satisfied with Kyle's reaction.

"If I guess correctly, after your store opens, this pattern will appear in a prominent position. When Draco sees it, this arrangement will take effect, and he will subconsciously walk in.

"What he did just now was probably because of you... I don't think he is in the mood to buy anything now."

"What is your purpose!" Snape stared at Kyle.

"Professor, are you too worried?" Kyle threw the parchment aside casually, "I admit that I was the one who followed Malfoy, and I was the one who used the forgetting spell on them in Knockturn Alley, but I I just want to save them, nothing more."

"Save Draco?" Snape almost laughed, "Do you think everyone is a fool?"

"I never said that." Kyle shrugged, "And Professor, you should know the horror of the mysterious man better than I do. Only if you don't know anything can you avoid being discovered by him."

Snape said nothing, just stared at him coldly.

"And you think so too."

Kyle continued: "The reason why Ms. Narcissa brought Malfoy here is to put it bluntly, she wanted him to convince you as her godson. Unfortunately, Narcissa ignored Malfoy's character, which caused you to break up on bad terms."

"I know, Professor, you must also want to help... You want them to go to Professor Dumbledore, right?"

"There is no need for you to meddle in other people's business." Snape said solemnly: "You'd better keep this matter in your mind, otherwise, I will shut you up personally."

"It's as if the mysterious man would believe what I said." Kyle couldn't help but laugh, "If Harry and I were standing on the left and right at the same time, I guess he would point the wand at me first without hesitation. "

"You think too highly of yourself." Snape sneered.

Kyle smiled too.

He really didn't think too highly of himself. Before, Voldemort might have wanted to kill Harry, the savior who had defeated him once, but that wasn't necessarily the case after seeing the basilisk.

Voldemort, who had controlled a basilisk once, had already regarded that thing as the symbol of his Slytherin heir. However, he never expected that as soon as he was resurrected, his most important identity would be cut off by Kyle.

At that time, Voldemort was so angry that he almost exploded on the spot.

It's hard to say which one Voldemort valued more, the identity of the heir of Slytherin or a failure.

However, Kyle did not explain. He just said calmly: "Professor, I am also here to help you, to help you save the life of your godson. It's okay if you don't thank me. Why are you here to ask questions?"

"Do you think I will believe it?"

"I think you can." Kyle said, "And to put it bluntly, even if you don't believe it, what can you do, kill me?"

Faced with Kyle's almost provocative words, Snape instantly became angry and waved the wand in his hand.

In front of Kyle, a silver shield lit up slightly, and the spell bounced onto the shelf next to it.

The newly purchased shelves were blown to pieces.

"That's an ebony shelf, Professor. Remember to pay me one hundred and fifty Galleons later." Kyle said calmly.

"Do you know what you are talking about?" Snape laughed angrily, "One hundred and fifty galleons, I can fill this entire room with ebony wood."

"The shelves are the next best thing, but the King Vine pods on them are valuable." Kyle pointed to the smashed fruits on the ground, "There are sixteen pieces broken in total, each one is ten Galleons, so charging you one hundred and fifty is already a discount. price.”

Veins were pulsing in Snape's forehead.

In addition to Kyle's attitude, what made him even more uncomfortable was that he seemed to have no way to deal with the other party. Although it was just a tentative disarming spell just now, Kyle's armor spell did not move at all, and he looked very relaxed, which meant that even more powerful magic would probably not work.

In addition, there was the other party's record in the past few days.

Even if Snape didn't want to, he had to admit that Kyle's current strength was comparable to his... Anyway, he would not admit that Kyle was stronger, absolutely not!

"Tell me, your purpose!" Snape calmed down and asked again.

"I said, I just want to help you, that's all." Kyle said.

Snape didn't say anything else, took a deep breath, turned around and left.

"Remember to pay the money, professor." Kyle reminded from behind: "Otherwise I will let Connor go to you to ask for it. In a sense, this is also her property."

Snape paused, a puff of black smoke came out of his body, and his greasy hair seemed to be burning with a flame.

Fortunately, he was not an Obscure, otherwise, the Obscure might have exploded directly.

Kyle was ready to welcome the coming God of Shadowlessness, but what he didn't expect was that Snape didn't stop, and didn't even say anything, but just quickened his pace and pulled the door open.

"The door is also very expensive..." Kyle said at the right time: "If it is damaged, you have to pay ten Galleons, and if the glass is broken, you have to pay five Galleons!"

Snape stopped slamming the door and walked out without looking back. He disappeared in a few seconds.

Kyle looked at his back and felt so happy

Not to mention, it was still interesting to tease Snape. Seeing him helpless and furious was more pleasant than drinking a whole bottle of ecstasy.

It was just that this behavior was too dangerous. If you were not careful, you might "hold your head with both hands". If he hadn't learned a new armor charm, he really didn't dare to try it easily.

Kyle picked up the wand and waved it. The damaged shelf immediately returned to its original state, and all the things scattered on the ground floated back to their original positions.

As for the accidentally broken king vine pods, a simple recovery spell was useless, so Kyle really didn't deliberately trick Snape.

That is, the disarming spell he used just now, if it was replaced with a blasting spell, the compensation would only be greater. After all, the king vine pods were the cheapest thing on that shelf.

Kyle looked outside the door again, and with a flick of his finger, the parchment he had thrown away before slowly flew back to his hand.

Looking at the content on it, Kyle was slightly absent-minded.

Before this, he had never thought that Snape would come to him, and he didn't expect that the other party would guess his plan in such a short time.

Or he could hide beside Voldemort for so long, not without reason.

Kyle glanced at the parchment.

Snape was right. The content on it was equivalent to an anchor point in Malfoy's memory. As long as he saw it, some erased fragments would subconsciously flash through his mind, greatly increasing the possibility of him coming here.

Kyle also deliberately made this thing into the style of a leaflet. Even if it was discovered, others would only think that Malfoy didn't throw it away cleanly and left it unintentionally, and would not suspect anything else.

Who would suspect that there was something wrong with a leaflet...

But this thing was taken away by Snape halfway, so it was useless.

Kyle sighed, and a cluster of flames ignited the parchment.

Now that Malfoy has left Diagon Alley, it is definitely impossible to put a new one, but it doesn't matter. Judging from Malfoy's performance just now, he already has an impression of this place.

This is like cultivating mandrakes. Although fertilizers cannot shorten the time, there will always be a day when it sprouts from the soil. It just takes a few more days.

However, Kyle didn't want to tell Snape about this. It was not because he was worried that he would do something bad, but because he was worried that he might be dragged down by Malfoy.

After all, Malfoy has fully demonstrated his potential as a pig teammate. It is safer for the two to act separately. This is not only true for Snape, but also for Malfoy, it will also reduce the possibility of his exposure.

Including himself, it is safest for everyone to not know.

At this time, Dobby poked his head in from outside and asked cautiously, "Sir, are you okay?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Kyle said, "If you meet this kind of person next time, don't be polite, just kick him out."

"Dobby got it." The house elf puffed out his chest and looked ready to fight.

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