Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Kyle almost forgot that Neville was also at Hogwarts.

After graduation, he applied to be an assistant teacher in the Herbology class, and Professor Sprout agreed.

After all, Neville was indeed very talented in herbs, especially when taking care of those fragile plants.

As the number of plants in the school greenhouse increased, she became busier and busier. Sometimes she had to trot to another greenhouse during class.

Having one more person to help her would also make her feel much more relaxed. Just when Neville applied, she agreed.

The salary of an assistant teacher was not high, and she could afford it even if the school disagreed.

Of course, the principal and the school board must have agreed.

Anyway, there was already an assistant teacher, so it didn't matter if there was one more.

And Hogwarts also welcomes outstanding students to stay in school to work... Oh, except Tom Riddle.

...

When Kyle found Neville in the third greenhouse, he was collecting spores of the jumping cap.

This was a very tedious job, because it was difficult to keep the jumping cap quietly there.

But Neville seemed to be enjoying it, his hands and body swayed to the rhythm of the jumping mushroom hat, and he was humming a song.

The Weird Sisters' "Conjure a Table of Delicious Food" is a song with a light rhythm.

It can be seen that he likes to do this from the bottom of his heart, rather than treating it as a task to be completed.

"Neville..." Kyle knocked on the door of the greenhouse.

"I'm... Oh, Kyle, how come you have time to come here."

Neville raised his head, with a look of surprise, "Are you here to find Professor Sprout? She should be grading homework in the castle office now."

"No, Neville, I'm here to find you."

"Looking for me?" Neville was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that someone would come to the greenhouse specifically to find him.

Since staying in Hogwarts, he has always been accompanied by Belladonna, Tripterygium and Venomous Geranium, and few people come to find him.

But he also enjoys it, and he rarely looks for others.

"Do you have time?" Kyle asked, "I want to talk to you about something, it's very important."

"Of course, no problem." Neville came back to his senses and hurriedly wiped his dirty hands on his body, but in doing so, his clothes were dirty again.

"Sorry, can you wait for me for a while? I want to change my clothes."

"I know it's a bit offensive to say this, but Neville, you really should remember that you are a wizard."

Kyle took out his wand and waved it gently.

"Clean up!"

All the dust on Neville's hands disappeared, and the whole person instantly became much cleaner.

"Thank you." Neville couldn't help but say, "You know, my memory has never been very good."

Neville, who was extremely reliable and brave in the war, seemed to have become the forgetful "idiot" again after the war.

"Where are we going?"

"How about the three brooms? I'm a little bit in the mood for butter beer."

"Yes, it's okay." Neville nodded, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "But can we come back quickly? I still have a lot of work to do."

"It depends on your choice." Kyle said casually.

The two came to the Three Broomsticks and ordered two drinks.

"You can talk now." Neville took a sip of butter beer, "You don't have to be embarrassed. If you need my help, just ask, I will definitely help you."

"No, it's about your parents." Kyle said.

Neville's hand holding the cup stopped in mid-air.

"I have a way to make them regain consciousness." Kyle continued.

"Bang!"

Neville stood up suddenly, and because he was too strong, half of the butter beer in his hand was spilled directly.

But Neville didn't care about this at all now.

He just looked at Kyle like this, and his whole body was shaking slightly.

"You... you can make... them..."

"Don't get excited, Neville, listen to me first." Kyle waved his hand.

The chair that was kicked away before fell back to the position behind Neville, but he didn't sit.

It's not that Neville doesn't want to sit, but he can't move.

I don't know what happened, his legs are like frozen, except standing, no other movements can be made.

Kyle didn't keep anyone in suspense and told the whole story from beginning to end.

"...That's it"

Half an hour later, Kyle took a sip of butter beer, "I just completed this method, and it also involves Horcruxes... Of course, I will give it a new name later, so that the Ministry of Magic will not have any objections.

"Of course, you are definitely qualified to know the truth, and I will not hide it. As for whether you agree or not, it depends on your decision... You, and your grandmother. "

Neville looked at Kyle.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

In fact, Neville wanted to agree, because this was probably the only way to make his parents regain their sanity.

But when the words of agreement came to his lips, he couldn't say them. He was hesitating.

He was not hesitating because this method had never been used before.

Neville trusted Kyle. Ever since Kyle defeated Voldemort at Hogwarts, this trust had reached its peak.

It made no sense, but this was Neville's true thought.

Kyle said there was a way to make his parents sober, so there must be no problem... not to mention Professor Sassia's involvement.

Neville hesitated because of the Horcrux.

Although Neville had never lived with his parents, he was very familiar with them, a familiarity that came from family affection.

Therefore, he knew very well that his parents, as Aurors, had their own persistence.

They would rather never wake up than use the evil black magic of Horcruxes.

And his grandmother was the same.

So Neville hesitated, he couldn't make this decision.

I don't know how long it took, Kyle had finished the second glass of butterbeer, Neville was still standing there, his face pale, his hands tightly holding the glass.

"I suggest you discuss it with your grandmother." Kyle said.

This sentence seemed to wake up Neville, his eyes gradually regained their spirit, and he drank the remaining butterbeer in the quilt in one gulp, trying to calm himself down in this way.

I don't know if it's a psychological principle, although the butterbeer has almost no degree, Neville really feels a lot better.

"I will... No, I'll go now."

"By the way." Kyle stopped him, "Remember to tell Mrs. Longbottom that the reason why the Horcrux is called black magic is that it requires killing to split one's soul.

"But Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom's souls are already broken... I hope you don't mind me saying this, I mean, they don't need this step.

"And this Horcrux is reconstructed by me, and it is completely different from the previous one. Strictly speaking, it should be called a Horcrux spell, which is a kind of spell."

"I, I know." Neville nodded stiffly, then turned and left.

At this time, a person stood up at the table next to him.

"Are you sure he remembered it?" Fred walked to Kyle and sat down.

"You know, his memory has never been very good." George said.

They entered the Three Broomsticks with Kyle and Neville.

After all, Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes is located at the entrance of Hogsmeade Village. Kyle and Neville just arrived in Hogsmeade, and Fred, who was counting the goods at the door, noticed them.

Kyle, Neville...

In just a blink of an eye, they guessed what the two were doing here and followed them immediately.

It was just that Neville, who was in shock, did not notice them.

"A bad memory does not mean that you can't remember anything." Kyle glanced out the window, "I dare say he won't forget a word."

"Maybe." Fred shrugged and didn't comment.

Then Kyle left, and Fred, who stayed at the end, helped pay the bill.

When Neville ran out, he also took the cup of butterbeer away, which required extra payment.

...

Back to Hogwarts, Kyle first found Professor Sprout and asked for leave for Neville.

Professor Sprout did not ask why, and agreed after confirming that she did not need her help.

...

"Do you think old lady Longbottom will agree?"

After dinner, Connor and Kyle walked side by side in the corridor of the castle and asked softly at the same time.

"Yes." Kyle said.

"Are you so sure that they will trust you?" Connor turned her head and looked at him.

"Not trusting me, but trusting Professor Sassia." Kyle said, "Didn't you notice? When Neville and I went to the Three Broomsticks, Professor Sassia also left Hogwarts."

"She said she was going to get something."

"If I'm not mistaken, she should have gone to St. Mungo's."

"Why."

"Because she wants to find the solution to the Cruciatus Curse." Kyle said.

"Then aren't you?" Connor stopped and looked at Kyle.

Kyle didn't answer, but hesitated for a long time.

"To be honest, I don't know?"

"Huh?"

"Don't look at me like that, I really don't know." Kyle said, "I first had this idea when I saw the Longbottom couple who were tortured crazy by the Cruciatus Curse at St. Mungo's.

"They are all Aurors, and they were tortured crazy in the battle with the Death Eaters. I want to try to save them.

"So strictly speaking, my original intention of studying the Horcrux spell was for the Longbottoms... Compared with Professor Sassia, isn't it a bit stingy?"

"Of course not." Connor said without hesitation, she gently pulled Kyle's hand, "Because you succeeded... Only you succeeded."

"You can't say that yet." Kyle looked out the window, "It's just that I didn't expect this spell to be so difficult. I didn't succeed until I graduated... But it's not too late."

When saying this, Kyle suddenly narrowed his eyes.

He saw a familiar double-decker bus parked in front of the Hogwarts gate, a bit like the Knight Bus.

Then, a person ran down from the car.

Although Kyle didn't see who the person was because of the distance, he immediately turned around and walked down the stairs.

"Come on, I think they should have made a decision."

"So fast?" Connor was a little surprised, but still followed closely behind.

When the two came to the hallway, a small witch just happened to rush in from outside.

That was an old witch with a unique personality, wearing an old-fashioned green dress and a tall hat with a vulture specimen on it.

Kyle was a little suspicious about how that thing was fixed. She ran so fast and it didn't fall off. Was it a permanent sticking spell?

Now didn't seem to be the time to think about such things.

The old witch also stopped when she saw Kyle.

"Grandma..."

Neville came running from behind.

"Kyle, why are you here...oh, I mean...we are going to find you, my grandma wants to ask you..."

"I've heard everything." Mrs. Longbottom came over and looked at Kyle seriously, "Then, Frank and Alice will trouble you."

"Do you agree?"

"Yes." Mrs. Longbottom nodded.

"I think Neville mentioned the Horcrux thing."

"Yes, I know."

Mrs. Longbottom said, "But as a stranger, you are willing to spend a lot of time studying Horcruxes in order to save them. It would be too shameless for us to continue to worry about whether Horcruxes belong to dark magic!"

"Neville, come here and say thank you." Mrs. Longbottom roared suddenly, almost startling Kyle.

Neville came out from behind like a quail, "Thanks, Kyle."

"And!" Mrs. Longbottom glared at him.

"I'm sorry, I should have said thank you in the afternoon."

"Um, you're welcome." Kyle said, "Besides, Neville and I are friends, we can't be called strangers."

He also didn't expect that Mrs. Longbottom would be so... vigorous and resolute. The problem that Neville had been struggling with for a long time was solved instantly by her.

"You don't have to mind." She stepped forward and said, "You are here to save Frank and Alice. If they can't accept the Horcrux, just let them knock themselves out again. They are two irresponsible cowards."

Kyle wanted to say that he actually didn't mind.

In addition, the Longbottoms haven't woken up yet, so it's a little early to scold them now.

It's just that Mrs. Longbottom spoke too fast. Before Kyle could speak, she had already cursed several times.

Kyle thought for a while and chose to shut up.

After all, she was scolding her own family members, so presumably they wouldn't mind, so let's leave it at that.

…

Mrs. Longbottom is really decisive, just like she took the Knight Bus to Hogwarts as soon as she made a decision.

Although it was still night, after getting Kyle's answer, she went back as soon as possible...it was still the Knight Bus.

There was no way, she couldn't disapparate, and she didn't have a portkey, so the Knight Bus was already the fastest way.

The two agreed to meet at St. Mungo's tomorrow morning.

The reason why she chose tomorrow was because Sasia still needed to use magic potion to stabilize their souls.

The new potion she invented using basilisk blood was for the soul, and it was just in time to use it.

And there is no rush in this matter. Although the Longbottoms are not conscious, they are still in good health.

In order not to delay Kyle's class, Mrs. Longbottom originally wanted to wait until next weekend, but Kyle had no class tomorrow, so it was the same.

Taking advantage of this time, Kyle went to the principal's office again.

There is no need to hide this matter from Principal McGonagall, and besides, he still needs to take leave.

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