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"Pass the Bowtruckle." Kyle lowered his voice and said, "This is their territory."
"I mean, when did you find so many Bowtruckles?" Newt turned his head and glanced behind him.
There were at least a hundred Bowtruckles parked on a certain branch. From a distance, it looked like the branches were covered with moss. They had all followed us all the way.
Newt felt that his vigilance was quite high and he slept very lightly. It was impossible for Kyle to develop so many informants without telling him.
"Oh, it was when I was vigiling a few days ago." Kyle said casually: "At that time, I was idle and bored, so I was thinking about finding more helpers to find werewolves together."
"Did you find these at that time?" Newt asked, pointing to the row of Bowtruckles on the branches behind.
"What the hell?" Kyle turned his head and glanced subconsciously, and was startled.
"No." He shook his head repeatedly. "There was only one that appeared in front of me at that time. I saw that it was very courageous and not very afraid of life, so I talked to it a few more words... As for why there are so many now."
Kyle paused for a moment before continuing: "Maybe it came to help."
In fact, not only Newt, but even Kyle himself found it a bit incredible. He really just said it casually at the time, but he didn't expect that the Bowtruckle actually helped him find traces of the werewolf, and it was so far away. place.
But Newt obviously didn't think so.
He stared at Kyle and suddenly smacked his lips. “Sometimes, I really envy your amazing talent.”
Asking the Bowtruckle to help would directly expand the team of two people to several hundred people. More importantly, these informants were highly concealed.
Especially in a place like the Black Forest...who would suspect a Bowtruckle that can be seen everywhere, not even Newt himself.
It makes perfect sense for such magical animals to appear in the forest, and it would be strange not to see them.
However, this method is only suitable for Kyle who can communicate freely with magical animals. Others cannot understand the words of these little guys, including himself.
He could only guess roughly what they meant by the bowtruckle's movements.
Subconsciously, Newt thought of Chris again.
If Chris could have looked for help from a Bowtruckle like Kyle did when they were searching for vampires in the Cumbrian Mountains more than a decade ago, they probably wouldn't have had to stay there for months.
Having such a convenient ability but not using it, Chris is really an idiot who doesn't know how to adapt.
Why did he accept such an idiot student in the first place?
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 770 Kyle’s Plant Magic (Second update, hehe!)
At No. 12 Grimmauld Place, a group of people were sitting around the table for a meeting.
"Ah!"
Chris sneezed suddenly and almost touched the cup at hand to the ground.
Everyone looked over, and Mr. Weasley asked with concern: "Do you have a cold?"
"No, probably not." Chris shook his head, "Maybe it's just that I didn't get a good rest last night. Don't worry, where did we just talk?"
"Transfer Harry!" Mr. Weasley said solemnly: "We must take Harry out of his aunt's house on his seventeenth birthday."
"I really don't understand why this is necessary!" Sirius said, looking a little impatient.
What was Dumbledore thinking? We should have let Harry live here when we brought him here. Why did we have to send him back to the Dursleys!
"Dumbledore should have his reasons." Mrs. Weasley said, "Sirius, we should believe him."
"Yes, I know, you have said it many times." Sirius said in a somewhat aggressive tone, "If I didn't trust Dumbledore, I wouldn't have let Harry leave at that time."
The room suddenly became much quieter, no one spoke, because they didn't know why Dumbledore did this, and they personally sent Harry back to Little Whinging on the night of his holiday.
"Sorry, don't pay attention to me." Sirius tried to break the silence, "So what should we do to bring Harry back here safely."
"Isn't this simple?" Mundungus said casually: "Can't we just ask Dumbledore to send him here? Just like when he sent Harry there."
This wretched-looking wizard was staring at the gleaming silver tableware on the dining table, with no intention of discussing it with anyone. In his opinion, this was simply unnecessary.
With Dumbledore here, who can snatch Potter away?
"Did you forget your ears somewhere else during our last meeting?" Mrs. Weasley, who had already had a problem with Mundungus, couldn't bear it when she heard what he said.
"Dumbledore made it very clear last time. It is impossible for the mysterious man to do nothing, so we must be fully prepared and exclude him from the plan."
Under Mrs. Weasley's gaze, Mundungus suddenly became flustered and stammered, "I... I forgot... You know, I have a lot of things to do..."
"You mean reselling smuggled cauldrons?" Mrs. Weasley said coldly, "or those dirty things of unknown origin."
"That...I got it all through legal means!" Mundungus said with a grin on his face.
"Oh..." Mrs. Weasley snorted and said nothing.
If it was really a legal way, would Mundungus hide here for a week? Someone must be chasing him outside.
To be honest, Mrs. Weasley really didn't want Ginny and Ron to come into contact with people like him, but there was no way, Dumbledore trusted him, and as a member of the Order of the Phoenix, Mundungus also had the right to live here.
The scene suddenly became more embarrassing.
"Okay, aren't we discussing how to safely transfer Harry?" Auror Kingsley smoothed things over: "Molly, tell me what you think.
"It would be best if Dumbledore is involved, but we must also discuss how to ensure Harry's safety in his absence."
After hearing what was going on, Mrs. Weasley stopped caring about Mundungus.
"How about the invisibility spell?" She thought of the car that Ron drove to Hogwarts.
Although she had always complained that Mr. Weasley should not modify the car privately, she also knew that the car had an invisibility function. If Ron had realized this in time, maybe they would not have been discovered at all.
If they could just build another car like that, they should be able to get Harry safely out of Little Whinging.
And everything is ready-made.
Sirius has the car, and Mr. Weasley, who understands technology, is also here. If you only need to add flight and stealth functions, three days is enough.
But Moody shook his head after hearing this.
"No." He said after thinking for a moment: "Death Eaters are not Muggles. There are too many ways to find invisible targets, such as looking glasses and discovery spells."
"Then everyone goes out together." Sirius said, "Fight them directly!"
No one answered him, everyone just paused and continued to discuss as if nothing had happened, just pretending that a dog had barked just now.
Let's fight directly... When Sirius says this, it means that his IQ has reached the same level as Mundungus.
If it were that simple, why would they be sitting here.
What they needed to do was pick Harry up, not clean him up and deliver him to Voldemort.
Seeing that others ignored him, Sirius could only shut his mouth angrily.
"How about connecting the house in Little Whinging to the Floo network." Mr. Weasley said. "That house has Harry's mother's protective magic and is very safe. You-Know-Who and his Death Eaters can't get in." Come.
"At that time, we can completely use the Floo Network or Portkey to move Harry to a safe place."
"These methods are all controlled by the Ministry of Magic." Sirius frowned, "I don't believe them, and in this way, the location of Grimmauld Place may be exposed. We can't connect this place to the Floo Internet Cafe. ”
"Is this simple? We can move Harry somewhere nearby." Mr. Weasley said, "When we act, everyone's eyes will be on Little Whinging. As long as Harry is moved before the mysterious man reacts, Just take the seat belt out."
"Okay, this is a good idea." Moody nodded, "And the director of the Department of Transportation of the Ministry of Magic is Barty Crouch. I don't have much comment on what this person has done before, but he is very interested in dark magic. , including Death Eaters, they will definitely hate it, I can guarantee this."
While speaking, he subconsciously looked at Sirius.
It was because of Barty Crouch's miscarriage of justice that he was imprisoned in Azkaban for twelve years... Although anyone in the situation at that time would have made the same sentence, but who made Barty Crouch Got caught up.
As a member of the Order of the Phoenix, he still had to pay attention to Sirius's mood.
"Look at what I'm doing." Sirius looked calm, "As long as Harry can be brought over safely, I won't object no matter what."
"That's good," said Moody.
"But to be on the safe side, we have to make a backup plan. I propose using Polyjuice Potion, just like how the Death Eaters deceived Potter from Hogwarts."
"As long as there are enough 'Harry Potters' out there together, it will be difficult for them to tell which one is real in a short period of time."
"A good idea." Kingsley was the first to agree to the idea, "but one thing must be noted. The person who becomes Harry must be ready to face the mysterious man at any time."
"Does this need to be said?" Several people looked at each other and smiled, and no one hesitated for a moment.
Oh, except for Mundungus, whose eyes were wandering and he just opened his mouth but made no sound.
"Then I'll prepare Polyjuice Potion." Kingsley stood up and said, "The Ministry of Magic should still have some in stock."
"No need." Fred stopped him, "If someone finds out that you have taken the magic potion from the Ministry of Magic, they might be able to guess something based on this, such as that Delis, who is famous for his unstable stance. "
"But it's too late to cook it now." Kingsley frowned and said, "You can't buy it."
"Have you forgotten?" George raised his eyebrows, "Weasley's Wundershop has a potion business..."
"And there happens to be Polyjuice Potion..." Fred said with a smile.
"That would be great." Everyone looked surprised.
Fred was right, whether you were taking potions from the Ministry of Magic or buying them, the news might leak out. But if Fred and George had prepared it in advance, there wouldn't be any problem.
"There is still the issue of confidentiality." Mrs. Weasley continued: "With so many of us acting together, it is impossible not to alert anyone, but we can release some smoke bombs appropriately."
"Add the transfer date?" Fred said tentatively.
"Or postpone it..." George said.
"We can also make some preparations in the transfer method." Mr. Weasley suggested: "We can modify the car and deliberately let those with ulterior motives see it, making them think that the car is the way to transfer Harry."
"I think you've relapsed into your old habits and want to take action on that car." Mrs. Weasley looked at him suspiciously.
"How can you think that, Molly, I really do it for Harry." Mr. Weasley said seriously.
"I think dad's proposal is good..."
Everyone was talking one after another, analyzing various possible problems, from morning to evening, until everyone was too hungry, and the meeting ended temporarily.
Mrs. Weasley went to the kitchen and quickly made some bacon sandwiches and cooked a pot of potatoes so that everyone could fill their stomachs as quickly as possible.
Kingsley and Moody were eating and discussing the unfinished topic.
Fred took a bite of boiled potatoes without any seasoning and couldn't help but said: "I really hope Kyle can come back as soon as possible, preferably in five minutes, or tomorrow."
"Yes, Kyle has always been very creative," George said. "With his help, we should be able to complete all our plans faster."
"Don't think about it." Fred then sighed, "He should still be in the Black Forest now."
"Those werewolves are really unlucky. They are about to meet Kyle." As if he thought of something, George suddenly laughed.