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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.
……
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 656 Harry’s Dream
Because he couldn't visit Sirius, after Harry finished eating the cake, he suddenly seemed to have nothing to do.
"What happened?" Taking advantage of this moment, Kyle also asked his doubts.
From the time he was called to the principal's office to now, he had no idea what was going on and had no time to ask. He just followed Dumbledore in a daze.
"I seemed... to have a dream." Harry said. His expression looked a little hesitant, but he still whispered: "I was originally doing my Charms homework, but suddenly I fell asleep and did a A very strange dream.”
"In the dream, I seemed to have turned into Voldemort...Okay, I know this is hard to believe. It's normal for you to think I'm talking nonsense..."
"I believe it," Kyle said, glancing at the scar on Harry's forehead.
"Thank you..." Harry said happily, "Anyway, Voldemort gave an order to teach the 'Tail' who was following him a lesson... and then I... oh no, Voldemort killed him with the Death Curse. one person."
"Who is it?" Kyle asked, "Is he also a member of the Order of the Phoenix?"
"I don't know." Harry fiddled with the cup in his hand. "I don't know him, and I've never seen him."
Kyle frowned, "Then what."
"Then I was woken up by Ron. He said that I had been talking in my sleep and thought I was having a nightmare... but my scar kept hurting, as if it was burning.
"Hermione was worried and called Professor McGonagall. I told her what I saw in the dream. She thought I was not having a nightmare and took me to the principal's office."
Kyle suddenly said: "So, did you hear in your dream that they were going to attack Sirius?"
"No, I didn't hear the name." Harry shook his head, "It was Professor Dumbledore. He used a special magic... I don't know what the spell was. It should be used to convey messages. How about Mr. Weasley found Sirius within minutes."
At this point, Harry trembled all over and looked very frightened.
He was very fortunate that both Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore chose to believe his words.
Judging from the news heard in the principal's office, when Mr. Weasley and Moody found Sirius, he was being tortured by the Cruciatus Curse. No one knew what would have happened if it had been a little later.
At the thought of Sirius possibly dying, Harry felt as if his stomach was being grasped by a big hand, and his whole body could not stop shaking.
Looking at him, Kyle didn't ask any more questions, but stood up and left the tea room, preparing to go to the store to buy Harry a cup of hot cocoa.
He just noticed this in the store.
But just as he left, he saw two familiar people appearing in the direction of the stairs.
"Mr. Weasley...Tonks." Kyle waved his hand, and the two of them immediately walked towards him.
"Kyle, are Harry with you?" Mr. Weasley asked.
"He's inside." Kyle pointed to the private room in the tea room, "What's the matter?"
"That's good," said Mr. Weasley, "It's getting late now and I have to get you guys back to Hogwarts."
"what?"
Before Kyle could speak, Harry pushed open the door of the tea room and said, "If I don't go back, Sirius is still here."
"Didn't you just visit him?" Mr. Weasley said, "Don't forget, you have classes tomorrow, and it's enough for me to be here.
"And just now, the house elf named Kreacher came."
"But..." Harry wanted to say something else, but saw Mr. Weasley shaking his head seriously.
"This is what Sirius means too. I guess he doesn't want you to see yourself weak..."
"But I don't care," Harry shouted. "I don't care what he becomes."
"You must go back anyway," Mr. Weasley said firmly.
Seeing Harry's stubborn look, he lowered his voice and said, "Think about the Ministry of Magic. You came to St. Mungo's as soon as Sirius was injured. This is suspicious enough in itself. Fortunately, Professor Dumbledore found him." I gave you a reason to hide the past for you, but I feel like they didn’t completely believe it.
"If you don't want to be questioned, you'd better get back to Hogwarts now."
Harry still hesitated.
"Be patient and wait a few more days." Mr. Weasley said softly, "Just wait until the Christmas holidays. It will be fine by then. You can stay as long as you want."
Harry said nothing and nodded silently after a few minutes.
"Very good, I knew you would make the right choice." Mr. Weasley said with a smile, "Then don't waste time. If you go back early, you can sleep a little longer."
"How are we going to get back?" Harry asked, "Are we still going to Disapparate?"
"Yes, this is the fastest way." Mr. Weasley said, "But we have to go outside first. St. Mungo's, like Hogwarts, prohibits phantom movement."
"Wait a minute..." Harry said, "But we just Apparated here."
"I don't know. Maybe Dumbledore has other ways, but I definitely can't do it."
Mr. Weasley said, "Actually, Dumbledore wanted to send you back together, but he had to deal with the people from the Ministry of Magic and could not leave in a short time, so this task was given to us.
"...Tonks, you are at the front. If there is anyone from the Ministry of Magic, please give us a heads up."
Tonks seemed to be in a bad mood, which could be seen from her orange, straw-like hair.
But after hearing Mr. Weasley's words, she nodded and walked forward.
"Okay, follow up." Mr. Weasley waved his hand, and Kyle and Harry followed suit.
Everyone from the Ministry of Magic should be with Dumbledore at the moment. Without stopping, they went directly from the tea room on the sixth floor to the waiting room on the first floor. Then they came outside, where there was a store with a "Closed for Renovation" sign. In front of the department store.
"There is no one right now." Mr. Weasley looked around, "Hurry up, Tonks."
After saying that, he grabbed Harry's arm and disappeared.
Looking at this scene, Kyle subconsciously thought of the time when he was apparated by the Phoenix, and his stomach began to churn again.
"How about I do it myself." Kyle looked at Tonks and said, "I can also disapparate."
"I know, but for the sake of safety, no." Tonks shook her head, "It is illegal for underage wizards to use Apparition. If someone from the Ministry of Magic sees it, you will be in trouble."
"But I'm already in sixth grade." Kyle still wanted to struggle, "It should be fine."
"That will have to wait until after Christmas, when you have completed the Apparition exam." Tonks grabbed Kyle's arm, "Be prepared."