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"This is impossible……"

"It's very difficult, so it depends on your performance in this war." Kyle continued: "If you insist on helping mysterious people and attack wizards and Muggles unscrupulously, then this bill will definitely not be passed, even if Deng It's no use even if Breedal tries to help."

"Then can we help you?" Yeoman asked.

"How should I put it?" Kyle thought for a while, "If you deal with the Death Eaters in turn, the chance of passing should be increased from zero percent to one percent."

Only one percent?

Yeolman didn't speak, just laughed at himself.

If Kyle had said this half an hour ago, he would have considered it a provocation, and would have gone forward to kill the opponent regardless of risk.

Of course it was the same now, but so what, he couldn't beat this man. Feeling the hot air and the crackling sound coming from behind, he didn't even dare to think about resisting.

"Okay, that's it." Kyle waved his wand again, extinguishing all the remaining flames. "Remember, don't even think about leaving the Black Forest. If I see you again, you won't be as easy to talk to as you are today."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 772 Changes in Diagon Alley

When Kyle and Newt left the Black Forest, it was already dark.

The two of them stood under the long-lost moonlight, and Newt still complained with a distressed expression that Kyle should not have destroyed such a large forest.

"This is the only way I can think of to deter werewolves." Kyle explained tirelessly: "Only by showing absolute strength can they give up some of their unrealistic fantasies.

"Didn't Professor Dumbledore also say that? Hatred should not continue. If werewolves appear on the battlefield this time, this idea will never be realized."

"I know everything you said, but..." Newt sighed.

Of course he knew that this was the best option. He didn't have to kill all the werewolves, but it could also deter them from getting involved in the war. It could be said to be the best of both worlds, but he just felt it was a pity.

How many Bowtruckles can be supported in such a large forest...

"Forget it, it's not Li Huo anyway. With the unique landforms of the Black Forest, he should be able to recover soon." Newt comforted himself in his heart.

And soon he thought of another thing. After Kyle used the expansion spell, the plants that had grown several times larger must also need more nutrients. The thicker roots were like a water pump, which could All surrounding nutrients are drained away.

Even without the fire spell, the plants around that area would probably gradually wither away.

Regardless of whether this was the case or not, at least Newt finally felt a lot more comfortable.

The two of them walked forward for a while, and no one seemed to be in a hurry to go back.

"Are you really going to help Mr. Lupine push for the Werewolf Act?" Newt suddenly asked.

"If possible, I actually don't mind helping out a little bit," Kyle said. "Remus has proven that even a werewolf can become a righteous wizard when he grows up in a normal environment. Since If he can do it, there's no reason why other werewolves can't... all they lack is a guidance process. "

"You should know that this is difficult." Newt said, "Wizards have a long history of prejudice against werewolves, and it has even become an instinct. This cannot be changed by a war, even if the werewolves stand unswervingly on our side. Neither does this side.

"No one wants to have their children and werewolves in the same classroom. If I guess correctly, Dumbledore should have deliberately concealed his werewolf identity when he admitted Mr. Lupin to school."

"That's true." Kyle nodded. "That's why I say there's only a one percent chance of the Werewolf Act passing."

The hatred that has lasted for hundreds of thousands of years cannot be said to be just reconciliation. There must be a long process in between.

Not to mention that just a week ago, there were often reports of werewolves attacking wizards in newspapers. People had already assumed that werewolves had joined the Death Eaters. It didn't make much sense to switch sides at this time.

"So..." Newt looked at Kyle, "You deliberately lied to the werewolves in order to calm them down?"

"Of course not." Kyle said: "If you just want to deal with the werewolf threat, wouldn't it be faster to kill them directly? Given the situation at that time, killing them is easier than drinking water, so why bother."

"Then you really want to help them?" Newt continued to ask.

"I didn't think so." Kyle looked back in the direction of the black forest. Vaguely, he seemed to be able to see those glowing eyes in the forest.

"After all, the person who wants the majority to agree to this Werewolf Bill is not Lupin, nor me, nor the Minister of Magic, but the werewolves themselves who can play a key role. Everything they do directly affects the majority of the people. Human decision-making is too variable.

"So I won't go out of my way to do anything like Remus Lupin, because it may take several years, or even ten years, and I don't want to waste my time on it. But I also don't mind doing whatever I can to Help him a little bit."

"Really?" Newt said meaningfully, "Is that what you think?"

"Yeah." Kyle nodded, "At least that's what I think now."

"Smart thing," Newt said.

The two came to a hillside outside the black forest.

"What to do with the werewolf in Knockturn Alley?" Kyle asked.

"What's his personality like?"

"Not very good." Kyle said, "According to what Cat Leopard told me, that werewolf is the most like Fenrir Greyback. He takes pleasure in biting people, and he will have some fun even if it is not a full moon night, so Only then would he be placed in the more important Knockturn Alley by the Death Eaters, instead of being thrown around like trash in the Black Forest waiting for orders.

"So far, he has bitten five people in just one month, three wizards and two Muggles.

"This is only what Yeorman knows, and he has been in the Black Forest for a long time. There may be more that he doesn't know."

"Hmm...what do you think?" Newt asked after pondering for a moment.

"It's okay anyway, let's go take a look." Kyle thought for a while and said, "If possible, I can also help Lupine with a little help."

"Then it's up to you." Newt said with a smile, as if he just regarded himself as a pendant, completely forgetting that he had brought Kyle to the Black Forest.

……

London a few minutes later.

Along with a crisp crackling sound, two figures appeared on a certain street one after another.

Because it was already very late, there was no one on the street, and almost all the shops were closed. Only a dilapidated sign in the middle of the street was still flashing on and off, as if there was a bad connection. .

Kyle and Newt pushed open the door and walked in.

To be honest, he had never seen the Leaky Cauldron so deserted. There was no one inside.

The bar owner Tom was cleaning glasses boredly behind the counter. When he saw someone coming in, he stood up quickly.

"Oh, Kyle..." Tom said happily, not recognizing Newt. "You should have graduated. Would you like something to drink? How about butterbeer, or do you prefer fire whiskey?"

"Next time, Tom, we have other things to do," Kyle said.

Visibly, Tom's expression changed from surprise to disappointment, and he sat back behind the counter dejectedly.

"What's happening here? Why is there no one there?" Kyle asked curiously.

The news of Voldemort's resurgence had not just come out a day or two ago. Even when the commotion was at its worst, people didn't even dare to come to the Leaky Cauldron.

"Don't you know?" Tom looked up at Kyle in confusion, then explained, "A Dark Mark appeared over Dagoniers's shop in Diagon Alley yesterday. Including her, a total of three employees were killed."

Dagoniers?

Kyle thought about it and found that he had no memory of the name at all, but that was normal. There were so many shops in Diagon Alley, and he couldn't possibly know every boss.

The most important thing now is the news that Tom said... Death Eaters have targeted Diagon Alley and killed the owner of a store.

"Is there anything special about Dagonils?" Kyle continued to ask.

"It's nothing special." Tom continued to wipe the cup and said without raising his head, "Just an ordinary wizard. If I must say it, her business in the modified Muggle items shop is pretty good, and there are many Muggles. The little wizard comes often."

"Why did the Death Eaters kill her."

"I don't know, and they never need a reason." Tom raised his head again, "If nothing happens, just go back."

"I will," Kyle said, and he and Newt walked toward the backyard.

The two entered Diagon Alley through the entrance.

It was as deserted as the Leaky Cauldron. There was no one on the long street. The doors of the shops on both sides were locked, and some had thick curtains drawn, so no light could be seen.

But in this case, one store seemed out of place with the surroundings. Not only did it not close, but all the lights were turned on. The colorful light balls were spinning rapidly at the door. From a distance, it looked like a grand event was being held. party.

Kyle knew which store this was without even looking at the sign.

Apart from Fred and George’s Weasley’s Wizarding Wheezes, there is no other shop as rebellious as this in Diagon Alley.

There was no customer in the shop. When Kyle pushed the door open and walked in, the bell hanging on the door made a clear and sweet sound.

"welcome?"

"Oh, Fred, look who's here!" George poked his head out from upstairs. said in surprise.

After a while, Fred also ran over.

"Kyle, and Mr. Scamander." He came over excitedly, "Are you done with your work?"

"Almost there," Kyle said, "We were on our way to Knockturn Alley and happened to pass by here."

"Our pleasure," Fred said seriously.

"What's going on now?" Kyle asked.

"Before that." Fred's face became more serious and he took out his wand, "Please prove to me that you are real and not an impostor who used Polyjuice Potion."

"Well..." Kyle thought for a while, "When you were seven years old, you tried to trick Ron into signing an Unbreakable Vow. As a result, Mr. Weasley hung him up and whipped him for three hours. And when you were nine years old, you went to Percy's lunch on the train was half full..."

"stop!"

"Shut up, stop talking."

"We know you're real!"

The two men stepped forward quickly and stopped Kyle from continuing.

This was already telling. After all, the Death Eaters had no idea what they had done more than ten years ago.

"Can we talk now? What happened." Kyle asked again.

"It's just like what you saw," Fred said. "The Death Eaters wanted to restore their past glory and make everyone afraid of them, so they chose to attack Diagon Alley."

"They did it." George brought Newt a cup of hot cocoa. "Since yesterday afternoon, we haven't sold any of Nat's products."

"Where's mine?" Kyle said dissatisfiedly as he watched his movements.

"Your what?"

"Hot cocoa."

"What about hot cocoa, oh, that's what you're talking about." George said calmly, "This is a treat only for first-time customers. If you say... ten sips of cocoa, thank you."

"Ten Sickles?" Kyle raised an eyebrow, "Three Broomsticks only has eight Sickles."

"Then you can go ahead." Fred made a farewell gesture.

"It's really dark here." Kyle curled his lips, but still took out a gold coin and said, "Change."