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In fact, since the seventh grade, especially in the second half of the semester after Christmas, because the NEWT exam is approaching, the professors have basically focused on review and will not teach anything new.
While Professor Flitwick was speaking, everyone around him was talking about topics of interest to him, and the buzz in the classroom never stopped.
"You know what? Draco Malfoy is on leave."
There were two Slytherin students sitting behind Kyle, and he could clearly hear their conversation.
"What happened to him?" Another Slytherin said nonchalantly, "It couldn't be that he was attacked by Death Eaters."
"How is it possible? Don't forget that his father is..." The Slytherin who spoke first suddenly lowered his voice, and Kyle did not hear what he said next.
"In short, he is like a Death Eater himself, and he is also a pure blood. How could he be attacked?"
"Then why did he take leave?"
"I don't know, maybe he was frightened." The man sneered, "Don't forget, he is Malfoy, the smartest person in the wizarding world. It is not surprising that he would ask for leave."
"But it's the Quidditch final soon. Without one main seeker, wouldn't we lose?"
"There's nothing we can do. He may have left school now, so there's no way we can drag him back. And we're too far behind, a full 600 points. Even if he doesn't ask for leave, we probably won't be able to win."
"Yeah." The other one sighed, "Why don't we Slytherins have Firebolts..."
Soon, the conversation between the two turned to Quidditch, and Kyle stopped listening.
He didn't find it strange that Malfoy asked for leave. After all, he had exposed his identity when he was in the tower last night...
and many more!
Kyle suddenly frowned.
He thought of the possibility that the Death Eaters might be targeting Malfoy when they attacked the school hospital in the early hours of the morning.
A picture appeared in Kyle's mind. Late at night, a masked wizard broke into the school hospital and tried to rescue Malfoy in the bed. Snape struggled to resist, but in the end he was injured due to lack of strength, and the other party succeeded.
At the same time, this can also explain why there are only two beds behind the curtain in the school hospital.
As for who this masked wizard is, there is no telling. It may be a Death Eater, or it may be the real Snape, or even Dumbledore.
Kyle tapped his fingers on the table.
Malfoy has been exposed, both Dumbledore and Voldemort know this, and this is the only way to save him at the moment.
After all, no matter how generous Dumbledore was, he would definitely not be able to allow someone who let Death Eaters into Hogwarts to remain in the school.
Even if his heart is bigger than the Black Lake, he really doesn't care, what about Voldemort.
The Death Eaters suffered heavy losses this time. If Malfoy was not punished in any way, the suspicious Voldemort must have felt that he had betrayed him and revealed the news to Dumbledore in advance.
For Voldemort, he didn't need evidence, just a suspicion, and Malfoy was dead... He was now in the sixth grade and could not hide in Hogwarts forever.
Being rescued from Hogwarts was undoubtedly the best outcome, and with Snape, an apparent Death Eater, taking action, everything seemed reasonable.
More importantly, when they met Lupine and Tonks outside, they only said they were sending Alecto to the Ministry of Magic, and did not mention Malfoy at all.
"Tsk, tsk." Kyle couldn't help but smacked his lips.
"What's wrong?" Kangna next to her asked doubtfully.
"It's nothing." Kyle said, "I just think Dumbledore is really having a hard time."
"Indeed." Kangna nodded without doubting that he was there, "I saw the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic when I came to class just now. They looked very anxious. They must have not rested all night."
"It's normal. With such a big thing happening, they can't sleep even if they want to."
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 763 Plans and Changes
In the Charms class, Professor Flitwick spent ten minutes repeating several key points of the spells, and then asked everyone to start practicing.
Soon there was a sound of chanting incantations in the classroom, mixed with noisy discussions, which was very lively.
Most people just waved their wands a few times while chatting, and Professor Flitwick didn't pay much attention. He just went over to correct someone when they made a mistake.
But halfway through the course, a milky white head suddenly stuck out from the outside along the wall.
"I'm sorry, Filius, to disturb your class." Hufflepuff's ghost fat monk said, "But the principal has something to ask of Kyle. Can he go to the principal's office now?"
The classroom fell silent instantly, and everyone looked at Kyle curiously.
"No problem at all."
Professor Flitwick, who was correcting Ryan's gesture, immediately said: "Go quickly, these simple spells will definitely not be a problem for you, right?"
Kyle nodded, stood up, left the classroom, and came to the corridor outside.
"Friar, what does the principal want from me?" he asked, looking at the ghost next to him.
"I don't know." The fat monk shook his head and said, "I met Albus in the hall. At that time, he was sending people from the Ministry of Magic away. He didn't say why. He just asked me to call you over."
"Thank you," Kyle said.
"You're welcome." After the fat monk said it, he passed through the ground like diving and disappeared.
Kyle went all the way to the eighth floor.
The door to the principal's office was open, and he walked straight in without saying the password.
The people from the Ministry of Magic had left. Dumbledore was sitting behind the desk, and the portraits of the previous headmasters were snoring in the frame.
Just like what Kang Na said, he seemed to have been awake all night, with a look of deep exhaustion on his face.
"Now that you are here, please sit down." Dumbledore pointed to a chair in front of him.
"Would you like some black tea?"
"No." Kyle shook his head.
"Okay, but I might have to do it a little bit," Dumbledore said. "As you get older, staying up all night is really not a pleasant thing."
After that, there was a cup of hot black tea on the table, and Dumbledore added a full plate of sugar cubes to it as usual.
"You must have a lot of questions to ask." He picked up the black tea and took a sip. "Just in time, I have some time now, so I should be able to answer some questions for you."
"Are you sure you don't need to take a nap first?" Kyle looked at the fatigue on Dumbledore's face, "I'm actually not that anxious."
"No need," said Dumbledore, "I have to go to Grimmauld Place in half an hour, and I'll rest there as well."
"Ok."
Kyle nodded and was wondering where to start when Dumbledore spoke first.
"Let's start with the Room of Requirement... Yes, just as you expected, I blocked the exit and placed a plate inside that connects to the kitchen."
"When." Kyle asked doubtfully, "Why don't I have any impression at all?"
"I've only been there once," Dumbledore said. "I did all this while you were paying attention."
"How is this done?" Kyle said. "This is the first time I know that the Room of Requirement can actually close automatically."
"It's a bit of the principal's privilege," Dumbledore said. "It just so happened that I found the original Hogwarts map in the library at that time, and the location of the Room of Requirement was marked on it. and how to use it.
"The principal can move the magic on that wall to other places by changing the way the castle's magic is distributed. Without the magic, the door will naturally not appear."
Kyle was stunned.
No wonder, the entire Room of Requirement relies on the magic of Hogwarts Castle to operate... If the entire Hogwarts was a painting, Dumbledore's method was equivalent to using a knife to open the door directly.
In this case, even if Kyle has the key, it will be useless.
"Speaking of which, I do have a question." Dumbledore raised his head, "How did you get out? I just checked, and that place is still without magic."
"Because Rowena Ravenclaw's memory ended." Kyle said, "The Room of Requirement was built based on her memory at that time, and it will naturally disappear after the memory ends."
Just like Dumbledore's accidental discovery of the Hogwarts map, Kyle's departure from the Room of Requirement was just as serendipitous.
Because the Room of Requirement theoretically does not exist without demand, and after the room was disbanded, Kyle, the redundant person, was naturally kicked out.
This is a rule of the Room of Requirement itself, regardless of whether there is a door or not.
"Is this still the case?"
After listening to Kyle's explanation, Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, obviously it was the first time he heard it.
"Ravenclaw mentioned something when she took me there for the first time." Kyle explained: "I asked her how long this memory would last, but she didn't say, she just told me that I could stay in there and wait for the memory to disappear. When the time comes, the Room of Requirement will send me out.”
Dumbledore's hand holding the black tea paused slightly and smiled bitterly.
"What a coincidence. It seems like I made an unnecessary move."
"Can you tell me why?" Kyle couldn't help but be curious. "You go to all this trouble just to trap me in the Room of Requirement? I can't think of the point of doing this."
"In order to prevent you from being involved in what happened last night." Dumbledore said softly: "About ten days ago, Phineas told me that Malfoy moved the vanishing cabinet out of the common room, and I knew that their plan was about to begin. here we go.
"I happened to think of a plan, but I soon discovered that this plan had a serious flaw, that is, it couldn't be implemented if you were around. Just when I was thinking hard about countermeasures, I discovered Got that map.”
Dumbledore's voice was very calm.
"Everything went smoothly after that. You were trapped and couldn't leave. But I didn't expect that Malfoy hesitated again. He didn't summon his fellow Death Eaters immediately, but waited until yesterday. start to act.
"What I didn't expect was that you came out just at this time."
At this point, Dumbledore suddenly sighed and looked even more tired.
"Plan?" Kyle frowned, "Don't tell me that letting Malfoy kill you was your plan."
"No, no, no." Dumbledore shook his head, "Although I really want to start a new adventure, Malfoy can't kill me, and even if he uses the Death Curse, it will only make me lose a few beards or hairs. "
Kyle still believed this statement.
In addition to the malice in the heart, the Death Curse is also directly related to magic power.
It is basically impossible for a sixteen-year-old student who has not yet graduated to kill an old wizard who is more than a hundred years old with the Death Curse.
For example, Nicoléme, he can be said to be the wizard who is least afraid of the Death Curse. He has accumulated more than 600 years of magic power. Even Voldemort may not be able to kill him with the Death Curse.
Of course, only the Death Curse.
"Then what is your plan?" Kyle asked: "Or what plan requires throwing away the wand."
This time Dumbledore did not answer Kyle, just shook his head silently.
"It's not important anymore." He looked up at the row of portraits on the bookshelf behind him and said softly: "So far, all the facts show that my plan is wrong. It was just a selfish decision on my part. Only I wishfully thought I could do it.”
Selfish?