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Crabbe and Goyle looked in the direction of Malfoy's finger, their faces full of confusion.
"Draco...are you so angry?" Gower whispered: "It's just a broken cabinet. If you want it, can't you just buy a new one?"
"What do you know? This is a treasure." Malfoy said.
"Baby?" Crabbe frowned and pointed to a broken cabinet and said it was a treasure. It seemed that Malfoy was really pissed off.
"You two idiots, just do as I say." Malfoy didn't bother to tell them that much, and stretched out his hand to gently touch the golden lines on the cabinet.
This was the disappearing cabinet he had seen in his memory, it was unmistakable.
It must have been when he was in first grade. Because he just got the Hogwarts map and found it very interesting, he took advantage of the weekend to wander around the castle and accidentally came to a storage room.
Because it was too dark inside, he couldn't see his way clearly and bumped into the cabinet, cutting his forehead.
He had been worried for a long time at that time, fearing that he would become a scar like Potter, so he remembered it very clearly.
But at that time, he only thought it was an ordinary cabinet. It was not until he saw another identical cabinet with golden patterns in Bojinbok not long ago that he realized that the one he hit was a disappearing cabinet.
And those two cabinets are probably a pair.
But when Malfoy came to school excitedly to look for it, he found that the cabinet suddenly disappeared.
He searched for it for a long time, thinking that someone had taken it away, but he didn't expect it to be here. Now that he thought about it, he must have remembered the wrong location.
After all, that was five years ago, so it's normal for the memory to be a little fuzzy.
Malfoy didn't think much and immediately ordered Crabbe and Goyle to move the cabinet away.
"Please be gentle." He said with a serious look on his face: "This cabinet is very important, and it affects... that person... If it gets damaged by knocking it, just wait to be punished!"
Crabbe and Goyle were a little dissatisfied, but seeing that Malfoy had moved the Dark Lord out, they did not dare to object. They could only lower their heads and move the cabinets out of the storage room with a groan.
Malfoy looked in the direction where Peeves disappeared and suddenly laughed loudly.
"Draco, why are you laughing?" Crabbe asked doubtfully.
"I laughed at Peeves." Malfoy said, "He thought he was playing a trick on me, but he actually did me a big favor. As long as my guess is correct, that person can easily enter Hogwarts."
At this point, Malfoy suddenly became excited, "I will be the biggest hero then, and I must kill Peeves!"
Can that person enter Hogwarts with just a broken cabinet?
Also, killing a ghost?
Crabbe and Goyle both looked at Malfoy, who smelled of vinegar and stench, and then looked at each other again.
Both of them saw the same thought in each other's eyes...
Malfoy was really pissed off and started talking nonsense.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 734 Death Eater Processor
"I have fulfilled your request. Where are the things? Have you brought them?"
On the eighth floor of Hogwarts, a hoarse and deep voice came from a remote empty classroom, like the whisper of a ghost, which made people shudder.
"Don't worry, it's yours." Kyle took out a suitcase directly from the deformed lizard skin bag, placed it on the table, opened it, turned around and pushed it forward.
"Two hundred enhanced crackling and exploding balloons, no more than one."
Zuko's Joke Shop was closed, and Kyle had bought them from Weasley's Wise Shop, and Fred and George had hidden them in a hollowed-out book, escaping Filch's inspection.
Originally, Kyle had a better way, such as just getting a small box with a traceless stretching charm, but the Weasley brothers disagreed. They felt that it was too boring and not exciting enough.
Looking at the box in front of him, Peeves immediately flew over excitedly and clicked on it.
The number is indeed quite large, even thirty more. But he didn't show much happiness. Instead, he frowned and said:
"No, there are a hundred dung eggs as promised, why aren't they here?"
"Don't worry, the feces eggs are not as easy to transport in as balloons. It will take a few more days." Kyle explained: "And this time they have made some improvements to some of them."
"Improvement..." Peeves' eyes lit up, "It has become bigger?"
"No." Kyle shook his head. "They put some real stuff in it."
Peeves' expression instantly became strange, with a hint of undisguised disgust and heartfelt admiration in his eyes.
These two contrasting emotions fit together perfectly.
Although Peeves is a ghost, he doesn't know everything.
'Fung Dan' is just a name, that special taste is just prepared with various herbs.
Add the real thing into it... The students at Hogwarts will go crazy. With this devilish thought, you are the real Dark Lord.
Peeves silently raised a thumb, then asked doubtfully: "Kyle boy... no, Mr. Kyle, do you have any grudge against Hogwarts?"
"Of course not." Kyle said, "Don't get me wrong, I was just about to explain that those specially made dung eggs are not included in the quantity we agreed on, but are extra."
"Gift? What do you mean?" Peeves didn't understand.
"It's hard to say now." Kyle thought for a moment, "Anyway, just put them away when the time comes. When the time comes to use them, you will naturally understand."
Peeves scratched his hair irritably. To be honest, he didn't like Kyle's behavior of not speaking clearly. If it were another person, he would definitely ask the truth and throw ten more words on the other person's head. A few balloons of vinegar.
But now... Peeves held back out of respect for his peers.
He put away the box of balloons and asked curiously: "I really don't understand why you put that cabinet on the second floor and asked me to lure the little Slytherin guy there.
"Just for a cabinet, wouldn't it be enough to just give it to him?"
"If I gave it directly, he wouldn't want it." Kyle said, "What, they took it away."
"Of course, nothing is impossible if I personally take action." Peeves said, "They moved the cabinet away directly, and they laughed so happily that I could hear it upstairs."
"That's good." Kyle nodded and was about to leave the room.
"Wait a minute..." Peeves asked from behind, "You haven't told me why you do this."
"You'll know it then." Kyle waved his hand without any intention of stopping.
Peeves was so angry that he scratched his head in mid-air, but there was nothing he could do about Kyle.
Kyle is his largest weapons supplier, especially now that Zuko has closed down, and the little wizard has fewer and fewer prank products. At the Halloween party, he even threw away all the inventory.
Now the only one who can get a lot of balloons is Kyle, so he can't be offended easily.
Peeves angrily grabbed a handful of balloons from the box, opened the door and flew downstairs.
He had to guard the door of the Hufflepuff common room. Only when the little wizard typed the wrong password could he take the opportunity to fill the balloon with vinegar.
However, Hufflepuff's password is really not difficult. Generally, if you type it twice, you won't make any mistakes again.
So in order to speed up the progress, Peeves usually deliberately makes some noise to distract the little wizards when they are knocking out the password.
For first-year students, this trick works every time.
……
On the other side, Kyle, who left the classroom, did not go back to the dormitory. Instead, he circled around the eighth floor and came to the door of the principal's office.
"Sour popping candy." Kyle said, and the gargoyle jumped aside, revealing a moving spiral staircase behind him.
Kyle walked up to the oak door with familiarity. He knocked on the door, but there was no response from me.
It looks like Dumbledore should have gone out again.
However, Kyle did not leave because of this. Instead, he took out his wand and pointed it at the brass knocker on the door.
"Separate left and right!"
The door knocker turned into two fire dragons, each flying to one side.
Then Kyle opened the door and walked in as skillfully as if he had returned to his own home.
As expected, Dumbledore isn't here.
The portraits on the wall opened their eyes when they heard the movement.
"It's you again..." Phineas was the first to speak: "This is the principal's office, how could you, a student, just barge in like this!"
"Correction, Principal Black." Kyle said, "I didn't break in, I opened the door and walked in, just like opening the door with a key."
"Even if you say so, you can't... Ouch!" Phineas suddenly flew out of his frame and landed on the grass next door.
"He must have something to see Dumbledore, don't cause trouble!" Principal Dippet said as he kicked Phineas away.
But Kyle doubted whether he did it on purpose, just because he wanted to kick the opponent.
"That's right," Kyle nodded and said, "Then do you know where Professor Dumbledore is?"
"Well, I don't know." Principal Dippet said.
"Ha, of course you don't know that, you bastard." Phineas swooped in front of Dippet, raised his arms and prepared to avenge the kick just now.
But Dippet had already guessed that he would do this, and turned around to grapple with him, not caring that Kyle was still watching.
Maybe it's because this isn't the first time, and the other principals also look like they're not surprised.
"So, do you have something important to do with Dumbledore?" A gray-haired witch came to the frame closest to Kyle and asked, using her body to block the two principals who were pulling each other's hair.
"It's not particularly important," Kyle said, "It's just that I thought of the ways Voldemort might attack Hogwarts. I'll talk about it next time."
The headmistress was silent for a moment.
"Just wait a moment..."
She turned around and walked to Dippet and Phineas, who were anxious about the battle, took a deep breath, and suddenly raised her fist.
The next scene was blocked by a knight, and only a clanking sound could be heard.
But two minutes later, Kyle saw Phineas again, and there was a clear fist mark on his face.
"Well, actually Dumbledore is at number twelve, Grimmauld Place," said Phineas. "I've already notified him, he should be back soon..."
……
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a small sound coming from around him.
Dumbledore came back, with crumbs still hanging from his beard that he hadn't had time to wipe off.
"Mrs. Weasley was so enthusiastic...she insisted I try those freshly baked buns, but they tasted really good."