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Umbridge's face darkened, and then she managed a fake smile.
"Yeah, I'm done," she said sharply, and sat down.
She originally wanted to wait until everyone calmed down before continuing, but just now, she changed her mind.
Umbridge looked in the direction of Hufflepuff again. Kyle, who was chatting with others, had a trace of resentment and ill-intention in his eyes.
Dumbledore started to applaud, and other professors also clapped their hands a few times. Professor McGonagall looked at Umbridge and then at Kyle, her eyebrows tightening.
Although she didn't know why Kyle did what he did, Dumbledore didn't seem to object. So she held back and allowed more and more students to start eating while Umbridge was talking.
But this matter will definitely not be forgotten today.
She knew a little bit about Umbridge, and to describe her as a small-legged chicken would be considered polite.
Such a person did not have an attack on the spot, which can only mean that she has a bigger conspiracy.
And what a coincidence, she was also a substitute professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, so it was too easy to cause trouble for a student.
Professor McGonagall was a little worried and thought about finding an opportunity to remind Kyle.
……
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 612 The Truth
"How could they say that about Sirius."
After lunch time, Kyle was passing by the stairs when he suddenly heard Harry shouting angrily at Professor McGonagall.
"Deliberately harming students, suspected of being a Death Eater? How is this possible? He is a Phoenix..."
"Potter!" Professor McGonagall snapped, interrupting his next words, "This is a decision made by the Ministry of Magic, and we must cooperate."
"But..." Harry also knew that he said the wrong thing, but he was too anxious.
It was really difficult for him to accept that Sirius was taken away for no apparent reason and became involved with Death Eaters.
"But Professor, hasn't he been acquitted?"
Professor McGonagall moved her mouth, and after a moment of silence, she said: "I can only tell you that things are not what you think... In short, Principal Dumbledore will solve this matter. You just need to prepare well and complete it." This year’s O.W.L. exam will do.”
Harry wanted to ask more questions, but Professor McGonagall simply left.
Harry, who didn't get an answer, slammed the stair railing, while Ron and Hermione looked at him worriedly.
Kyle's expression changed. It seemed that there was something hidden about Sirius being taken away...
Driven by curiosity, he decided to ask Dumbledore.
So that afternoon, after the last section of History of Magic ended, Kyle came to the eighth floor, in front of the gargoyle.
"Maomaoya mints..."
"Pepper naughty boy..."
“Syrup cherries!”
On the third try, the statue finally moved, stood up and jumped to the side, revealing a passage behind it.
The password for the principal's office is not difficult to guess. All you need to do is read the product list of Honeydukes, which are usually some of the best-selling products or new products.
When Kyle pushed open the oak door at the back of the passage and walked into the headmaster's office, Dumbledore was sitting behind the desk writing a letter.
After hearing the noise, he looked up and said, "I thought you would come find me at noon."
Dumbledore put down the quill in his hand, "Is it about Sirius?"
"So be it." Kyle said, he came to Fox and rubbed the feathers on its neck.
"What happened? It can't really be because a student was injured in his dueling class."
"There is a reason for this," Dumbledore said. "Some parents wrote to me last year, accusing him of being a little extreme in his teaching methods."
"But it's more of another reason..." Dumbledore paused for a moment before continuing: "I received news that Peter Pettigrew was dead, and someone saw a big black cat near Azkaban at that time. dog."
"Peter Pettigrew is dead?" Kyle said incredulously, "Could it be false news?"
"No." Dumbledore shook his head, "I have confirmed that it is indeed Peter."
"when."
"A week ago," Dumbledore said.
"That definitely can't be Sirius." Kyle said firmly: "School had already started and he was at school all the time.
Although he was indeed the one who most wanted to kill Peter Pettigrew, he wouldn't risk it with Harry around. "
"I thought so too, but the Ministry of Magic didn't believe it. They insisted that I was helping Sirius hide it."
Dumbledore folded the parchment in his hand twice and put it into an envelope.
"What happened to the Death Eaters?" Kyle continued to ask: "I heard that the reason why Sirius was taken away was related to the Death Eaters."
"I don't know about that. Maybe Peter Pettigrew said something before, which caused him to misunderstand." Dumbledore said.
He put the written letter on the table, Fox bumped Kyle with his head, then grabbed the letter and flew out of the window.
Kyle was a little surprised. In the wizarding world, there weren't many people who could let Dumbledore use Fawkes to send letters.
Is it for Nico? he thought to himself.
"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing." At this time, Dumbledore suddenly said: "Although what you did in the auditorium was very pleasing to the people, I have to remind you that this new Umbridge The professor is not as generous as other professors.
"Professor McGonagall also has the same idea as me. She thinks you'd better pay more attention and don't get caught."
"It doesn't matter, I have a way to deal with her."
Kyle didn't seem to care much about Dumbledore's reminder.
"But speaking of this..." He glanced at Dumbledore, "Professor, you probably haven't forgotten what we discussed in the Pig's Head Bar before."
"Yes...I haven't forgotten."
Dumbledore's fingers trembled, and his tone became a little helpless, "In fact, I have met with Amelia recently, as well as Barty, Arthur, your father Chris, and two days ago. Doug had a drink at the Leaky Cauldron.”
"Then there's no need to worry," Kyle said.
Just when he was about to go back to the auditorium for dinner, he suddenly thought of another thing and turned around and asked:
"Professor, can you tell me your plan?"
"What?" Dumbledore didn't seem to understand.
"It was your plan to be expelled from the Wizengamot to confuse Fudge and You-Know-Who." Kyle said, "I noticed that the number of people voting was much different.
"Of course, if it's inconvenient, forget it."
"This one……"
"There are some things you may not understand very well..." Dumbledore suddenly became hesitant, his tone also showing some inexplicable embarrassment.
“Whether it’s the Wizengamot or the International Federation of Wizards meetings, it’s impossible for everyone to be present.
"For example, a potion master will not leave the room no matter what when he is brewing certain precious potions. The same goes for certain magic experiments."
"So you're really fired?"
"Ahem, you can't say that." Dumbledore fiddled with the silverware on the table. "There are still advantages...those positions take up a lot of my time. After removing these burdens, I can concentrate on Take care of the most important thing at hand.”
"Okay, I understand." Kyle turned around and opened the oak door, "Well, goodbye, Professor."
"Next week's password is Lemon Olaf, so you won't have to guess next time." Dumbledore said, "I wish you good luck."
"Same to you, Professor."
After leaving the principal's office, Kyle went directly to the auditorium.
At this time, dinner was about to start, and the auditorium was full of people.
Connor left a seat for him. After Kyle sat down, he happened to hear Cedric discussing the team's recruitment with Mikel.
Last year the team was short of one position, and two more people graduated this year, so they have to recruit a total of three people.
A keeper, a chaser, and a batsman.
"The time is Saturday at nine o'clock in the morning." Cedric said, "Because there are more new people joining this time, I hope you can all come and see if the new people can cooperate better with everyone."
"I have no problem." Mikel said, "It would be better to have a senior hitter. The second-year rookie is too young and not powerful enough."
Kyle shrugged nonchalantly. He doesn't have much request for his next teammates, as long as they don't hold them back.
"It will be no problem." Cedric said expectantly, "I really hope the Quidditch game can start soon. We have Kyle's Firebolt this year. Even if there are more newcomers, other colleges will not be ours. opponent."
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 613: Stop pretending, let’s show off
Umbridge's reaction was quicker than Kyle had expected.
Friday afternoon was the sixth grade Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and before Sirius was taken away, his original plan was to learn new spells.
But now the professor has changed.
When Kyle and Connor walked into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Umbridge was already sitting behind the podium, still wearing that ugly, fuzzy pink cardigan.
The whole class was silent. Kyle didn't say anything either. He just found a seat in the back row and sat down.
However, even if he sat further back, he could not avoid being troubled by Umbridge.
The first is some hard and fast rules.
She required everyone to add "Professor Umbridge" at the end of their answers to her questions.
Like, 'Yes, Professor Umbridge' or, 'No, Professor Umbridge'.
Everyone did as she was told, except Kyle, who acted as if he hadn't heard her and ignored her.
Umbridge noticed, so unsurprisingly, she called out Kyle's name.
"Why don't you do what I ask you to do?" She said in a coquettish voice, "Do a few insignificant honors make you so arrogant that you can ignore the professor?"
"I'm sorry, Ms. Umbridge," said Kell. "If the Order of Merlin, Second Class, is considered 'insignificant', I'm sure you have a lot of them. So, how about showing them off?"