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"Professor, there is one more thing."
"Tell me." Perhaps because he thought the taste was not right, Dumbledore added three more pieces of sugar to the tea cup.
"It's about the Department of Magical Traffic, they..."
"I can't answer you for now, Kyle." Dumbledore interrupted, "I don't know the specific situation, and it still needs investigation.
"But I believe in Barty. No matter what, he cannot collude with the Death Eaters. I firmly believe this."
"Well, I believe him too."
Mrs. Weasley said next to her, "Arthur mentioned to me that Barty was indeed a little depressed for a while, but he quickly picked himself up and started to develop a more complete method of operating the floo network. .
"That's the way he is, meticulous about his work, no matter where he is."
"Well, okay." Seeing that both Dumbledore and Mrs. Weasley believed Barty Crouch, Kyle said nothing more and just reminded Dumbledore a little.
The Department of Magical Transportation may not have much presence in normal times, but in the event of a war, this department is definitely no less important than the Auror Office.
But Dumbledore should also know. After all, he has experienced some of the most famous wars in the wizarding world and has much more experience than Kyle.
Five minutes later, Dumbledore finished his tea and was ready to leave. He still had a lot of things to do and couldn't stay here forever.
"Do you need Fawkes to take you back to Hogwarts?" Dumbledore asked before leaving.
"No, no need." Kyle shook his head repeatedly, "I can apparate to Hogsmeade and then go back to school."
"That's fine." Dumbledore said, "Be careful not to get caught by Filch. The new school rules impose severe penalties on going out without permission. Even if I were the principal, I can't give you extra points for things outside of school."
Kyle was speechless. Wasn't it Fox who picked him up? Why did he go out privately?
But before he could speak, Dumbledore had already left, the door was closed, and silence returned to the room again.
"Honey, how about we go back after eating here," Mrs. Weasley asked.
"Although I would like to, I'm afraid I can't." Kyle shook his head, "I have to go back before dinner so as not to arouse suspicion."
"Okay then," Mrs. Weasley said, but she still brought a large bag of homemade fudge and beef patties, insisting that Kyle take them to school.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 723 The second undercover?
By the time Kyle returned to Hogsmeade, the sky had darkened, and the shop windows on both sides of the street were illuminated with bright or dim lights, making them appear quiet and calm.
Kyle was not in a hurry to go back to school. When he arrived, he stopped by Three Broomsticks to buy some drinks that were not available in school.
A vat of butterbeer, a bottle of pumpkin soda, and two bottles of cherry soda, Conner's favorite.
After Kyle finished ordering, he waited nearby.
Although it was not a visiting day, there were still many people coming to the Three Broomsticks. The bar was so full that there was no room left.
Not far away, two wizards were drinking and complaining about their current situation.
It can be heard from the conversation that they have been afraid to go to the Leaky Cauldron recently, so they chose the Three Broomsticks, which is closer to Hogwarts.
Everyone seemed to generally agree that Voldemort and the Death Eaters did not dare to go near Dumbledore's presence.
But this is indeed the case. At least so far, Kyle has not heard of anyone missing or being killed by Death Eaters near Hogsmeade. It is understandable that they would choose to come here to drink and have fun.
"This is what you want..."
Soon, Ms. Rosmerta came back, and the eyes of most wizards in the bar followed her. From time to time, they would giggle and drink a full glass of wine in one gulp.
This is the second benefit of coming to the Three Broomsticks. Looking at the beautiful and charming boss Ms. Rosmerta is much better than facing the old and ugly hunchback Tom. You can even drink two more glasses of wine.
"Rosmerta, another pint of mead!" someone shouted, "hurry up!"
"Wait!" Ms. Rosmerta shouted impatiently, and then looked at Kyle.
"Here's what you want." She handed over several packed bottles. "I really hope the visit day at Hogwarts can come sooner, then I won't have to face these boring people."
"They are all guests..." Kyle said with a smile, "They are here to send Galleons."
"Ha, they are just a group of cowards who dare not face the Death Eaters and just want to escape." Ms. Rosmerta curled her lips and lowered her voice and said: "Such a big thing just happened in the Ministry of Magic. Those who have the ability Who among the wizards would come to drink at this time?"
"Of course, I'm not talking about you." Ms. Rosmerta added, "Dare to run out of Hogwarts at this time is also a kind of courage, although I personally do not advocate this behavior."
"You just said the Ministry of Magic, what happened?" Kyle blinked and asked, not paying attention to the last part of her sentence.
"You'll find out tomorrow."
Ms. Rosmerta didn't seem to want to reveal too much to Kyle, "You will be glad that you have stayed in Hogwarts. It is probably the safest place now. With Dumbledore here, there are no Death Eaters." Dare to break in."
"Okay." Ms. Rosmerta raised her voice, "Go back quickly before it gets dark."
After saying that, she took out a bottle of mead and threw it to the group of wizards who were still noisy.
The wine bottle swayed through the air and was caught in the hand of a wizard.
"Hey, that's the drink I ordered!"
"I got it first, you can ask for it later..."
There was a loud quarrel in the bar, but by this time Kyle had already walked out of the bar and returned to the streets of Hogsmeade.
He walked along the path to the school, passed through the gate with a warthog carved on it, and then walked along the grounds beside the black lake to the front of Hogwarts Castle.
It was almost dinner time, and several playful junior wizards were hurriedly running towards the castle.
As usual, Filch stood at the door holding a strange-shaped instrument, checking every student passing by.
It was an instrument for checking dark magic items. If anyone was carrying something dangerous, the instrument would sound a piercing alarm.
"Where have you been and why are you back so late!" Filch asked evilly when it was Kyle's turn.
But he didn't stab Kyle with the instrument like he did with others, he just walked around him to check him normally.
In fact, not only Kyle, every seventh grade student can enjoy different treatment from him.
Filch is not stupid. He knows very well that these graduating seventh-grade students are different from others. They are not afraid of anything and have the lowest respect for school rules and professors. If they offend them, they may be beaten. Suddenly.
As for why Filch knew this, of course he had had similar experiences, more than once.
"Ah, I went to Hagrid's place," Kyle said calmly.
"Hagrid..." Filch let out a disdainful chuckle.
He looked down on Hagrid, thinking that he was just a stupid guy, but Hagrid was also called Filch, and they both disliked each other.
"Have you finished the examination?" Kyle urged: "I'm still going to have dinner."
Filch glanced at the instrument that showed no response. "Go in, but I will ask Hagrid later. If I find out you lied... just wait to be imprisoned."
"As you wish." Kyle shrugged nonchalantly. He believed that Hagrid would definitely tell this lie for him, even if they had not communicated in advance.
Kyle first went back to the common room and found a notebook he had taken from the desk drawer.
Because I haven't turned it over for a long time, there is a layer of dust on the notebook, but this is easy to solve, a simple cleaning magic can be done.
When Kyle came to the auditorium, dinner had already started. The auditorium was full of people, and everyone was chatting separately, and no one noticed him.
Kyle glanced in the direction of the teachers' bench. As expected, Dumbledore was not there.
"Where have you been?" After Kyle came to his seat and sat down, Connor couldn't help but ask: "I heard Hermione say that you met Dumbledore's Phoenix."
"Did this spread so quickly?" Kyle ate a piece of jam pie. "I thought they would keep it a secret."
"Hermione only told me," Connor said. "She seemed to be curious about what Dumbledore wanted from you."
"Ms. Bones from the Department of Legal Enforcement was attacked by Death Eaters." Kyle lowered his voice and said, "Dumbledore needs to use the special petrification ability of the basilisk to stabilize her injuries."
"Bones..." Connor thought for a moment, "Does Susan know?"
"She probably doesn't know yet," Kyle said, "but she should know tomorrow."
Susan Bones, a sixth-year Hufflepuff witch, and Amelia Bones is her aunt.
On the train to start school, Slughorn also invited her, but she stayed in the corner and didn't say much.
Connor sighed, "First Hannah, and now even Susan... I really don't know if she will leave Hogwarts too."
Hannah was picked up by her family a few days ago and has not come back until now.
"Don't worry, it'll be fine." Kyle comforted him and took out the cherry soda he just bought, "Here's this for you."
"You went to the Three Broomsticks?"
"Well, I just happened to pass by when I came back."
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Half an hour later, dinner was over and everyone began to return to their common rooms.
Kyle found Harry and Hermione at the door of the Great Hall who were about to go upstairs.
"You're back so soon?" Harry looked surprised to see Kyle here. Both he and Hermione felt that something big must have happened to the Order of the Phoenix, and Kyle wouldn't be able to come back until at least tomorrow.
"I'll be back when I'm done." Kyle didn't explain much, just took out the notebook and handed it over.
"Is this the Potions notes you're talking about?"
"Yeah." Kyle said, "You can take a look if you're okay. I think it's still very useful."
Harry flipped open the notes curiously, and Hermione couldn't help but lean over.
"Look, this is the Water of Life and Death. This is what we learned in the first class." Harry looked at the contents of the notes and whispered, "How detailed... I wish I could have told you this earlier."
"Wait Harry, there's something wrong with this notebook." Hermione suddenly grabbed Harry's hand that was about to turn the page.
"Look here..." she pointed to one of the lines, "Use the side of a silver knife to squeeze the sleepy beans to get the juice... I remember it should be sliced."
"Yes, really?" Harry blinked blankly.
To be honest, he couldn't remember whether the book said slicing or squeezing, but since Hermione said it, it must be okay, after all, she almost memorized the entire book.
This is also Hermione's basic operation. Every time school starts, she has to memorize a new textbook. Harry and Ron are used to it.
"And here..." Hermione pointed to several other places again.
"The textbook says that you must stir counterclockwise, but here it says to stir counterclockwise seven times and then stir clockwise."
"Grass roots should be cut into evenly sized pieces, not strips, and do not need to be roasted in advance..."
Hermione frowned, and the more she looked at it, the more she realized that this note was completely wrong, and even completely different from what was in the book.