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While they were talking, Mr. Weasley and Sirius had also invited Bathilda Bagshot in.

However, the witch, who was older than Dumbledore, had no intention of talking to the others. She just stayed there quietly and looked at them without saying a word, just like before.

To be honest, it was a bit uncomfortable to be stared at by someone like this.

"Have you confirmed her identity?" Kyle asked as he walked up to Mr. Weasley.

"It should be no problem." Mr. Weasley said, "The looking glass Alastor gave me did not sound any alarm, which means that she is not someone else who drank polyjuice potion and pretended to be... As for whether there is the Imperius Curse, that is for now. Not sure, but we'll keep an eye on it."

"Bathilda Bagshot can be considered an old friend." Sirius said, "When James and Lily moved here, they often accepted her help, and she helped us escape from the Death Eaters several times.

"Now she wants to attend Lupin's wedding, and we can't refuse her no matter what."

"I know." Kyle nodded and said, "I just think there's something wrong with her condition."

"It must be related to age." Sirius said, "When we met Bathilda, she was already over a hundred years old, and now it is more than twenty years old. It is normal for her to be a little old and confused."

"So she was like this before, didn't like to talk?" Kyle asked curiously.

"No." Sirius shook his head. "I remember that Bathilda was quite talkative at that time. As a historian, she couldn't write a complete "History of Magic" just by searching for information on her own. Many times she needed to ask some secrets from other elderly wizards. .

"As far as I know, Bathilda has a lot of friends. Sometimes she is away from home for weeks."

"Really……"

The conversation between the two ended temporarily with the arrival of Lupine, who came to dance with Sirius.

Although Kyle didn't quite understand why Lupine ignored Tonks and chose a man to dance with, Sirius looked happy.

They came to the dance floor opened in the middle of the garden and danced to the music in a way that Kyle had never seen before, but it was very cheerful.

"Oh, the so-called Marauder Celebration Dance..." Professor Sprout came over with a glass of butterbeer, "It's been twenty years since I've seen it. It's so nostalgic."

"Nineteen years." Professor McGonagall said calmly, "But I don't think there is anything to miss. Since they graduated, my job has become much easier, at least for Mr. Weasley." This was the case before admission.

"Fortunately, they finally graduated too."

Hearing her words, Professor Sprout couldn't help laughing.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that all the troublesome students have been sorted into Gryffindor recently. The four former Marauders and the recent Weasley brothers are all notorious troublemakers. Professor McGonagall's job It's really not easy.

In comparison, Hufflepuff has much less to worry about. She can spend enough time in the greenhouse every day to take care of those lovely plants. She doesn't have to worry like Professor McGonagall every day, for fear that the students of her own college will do it again. What a shocking feat.

While thinking about it, she happily greeted Kyle, "How do you feel after graduation?"

"It's not bad." Kyle said truthfully: "It's just that I suddenly felt a little idle."

"All graduated students are like this at first, unless you can find a job as soon as possible to keep yourself busy." Professor Sprout said with a smile, "However, you should have entered the Ministry of Magic. I remember that you were already a senior assistant to the Minister a year ago."

"Secretary Bones did remind me many times," Kyle said.

"Bones... Oh, by the way, she's the minister now." Thinking of the Death Eaters' attack on the Ministry of Magic some time ago, the smile on Professor Sprout's face suddenly faded.

"Why not?" She changed the subject: "Don't you like working in the Ministry?"

"Kind of," Kyle said.

"Or you can go around and look for those rare magic plants." Professor Sprout said: "This job is definitely not boring, and the income is also very considerable. After all, some plants are not cheap. .

"I can help you introduce some wizards, they are all experts in botany.

"Thanks, Professor." Kyle said with a smile.

"I'm just mentioning a connection." Professor Sprout waved his hand, "But I think that because of Mr. Scamander's relationship, you may like magical beasts more.

"Or you can distract yourself during your journey to find magical animals and look for unique local plants. Even if you don't have time to take care of them, you can send them to Hogwarts at any price."

"Then I'm going to offer a good price." Kyle said jokingly.

"That's as it should be." Professor Sprout said, as if he didn't mind at all.

Seeing Dean Hufflepuff chatting happily with the outstanding graduates next to him, Professor McGonagall couldn't get a word in, so he could only keep drinking the soda in his hand.

Although Kyle did not ignore her, it was difficult for her to feel the same mood as Professor Sprout while chatting.

It was as if Professor Sprout's feelings were not as deep as hers when she watched Lupine and Tonks recite their oaths.

It wasn't until a few minutes later that Cedric arrived.

Professor McGonagall looked at the three people chatting happily. She didn't know what was going on. The soda water that was originally sweet and delicious became more sour as she drank.

Fortunately, the arrival of Bill and Charlie gave her some comfort.

But this comfort did not last long. When he saw Fred and George running towards each other, playing with each other, Professor McGonagall subconsciously thought of Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes, and at the same time, her head began to hurt.

She originally thought that after Zuko closed, Hogwarts would become much quieter, but she never expected that a Weasley's Wizard Wheezes would come out halfway, and not only took over Zuko's job seamlessly, but was even better than Zuko. Still popular.

In the term after Christmas last year alone, Filch confiscated over a hundred knickknacks, and with the ones she had confiscated, the total was almost two hundred.

The amount is almost as much as the entire previous school year. Even this was confiscated during the school's strict inspection of dark magic items. Without this inspection, there would definitely be more.

It can only be said that two people can surpass the "predator quartet", even if they graduate, they are still causing trouble for the school.

As if they noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere here, Fred and George, who were about to come over, paused, then turned around naturally and walked into the house.

But Professor McGonagall didn't care. She knew Fred and George's characters too well. Even if she said something, they wouldn't be able to change it, let alone not sell those magic props to their students.

Professor McGonagall glanced at the time, "Pomona, I think we should...oh, Albus, why are you here."

Albus?

Kyle couldn't help but turn his head, and happened to see Dumbledore not far behind him. No one knew how he got here.

The appearance of Dumbledore also made the atmosphere at the scene more lively, and people gathered over one after another.

Lyall Lupine came running from a long way away, looking at Dumbledore with a grateful face and thanking him frequently.

"It doesn't have to be like this, Lyle." Dumbledore held his arm, "This is what Remus deserves. He won his own happiness with his kindness and noble personality. It has nothing to do with me."

"No, Albus, it was you who allowed him to enter Hogwarts so that he had this opportunity." Lyall Lupine choked up and said, "In comparison, what I did as a father was such a failure."

"Don't say that," Dumbledore comforted him.

"Albus, why are you here?" Professor McGonagall walked over and asked, "Didn't you say there was something very important recently?"

"That was originally the case." Dumbledore shook his head helplessly, "But there was a little hiccup in the middle. I looked in the wrong place. The person I should actually be looking for is actually here."

"At the wedding?" Professor McGonagall asked doubtfully.

"That's right." Dumbledore nodded.

But before he could say anything else, he was surrounded by a crowd, including today's protagonists, Lupine and Tonks. He could only send his blessings first.

"Bless you." He said with a smile: "This happened suddenly, please forgive me for not preparing a suitable gift in advance."

"You've already given it, haven't you?" Tonks said with a smile, "Without those phoenix tears, Remus wouldn't have been able to be discharged from the hospital so quickly. If that were the case, our wedding wouldn't have happened yet. Until when?"

"The provider of tears is Fawkes, not me." Dumbledore said, "Oh, I have already thought about what gift to give you, but now is a bit inappropriate at this time. If you can wait..."

"Of course, no problem." Lupine said with a smile. In fact, his thoughts were the same as Tonks', and he didn't really care what Dumbledore wanted to give him.

……

On the other side, looking at Dumbledore surrounded by the crowd, Kyle was also curious about why he came suddenly.

When they separated yesterday, his tone clearly meant that he was going to leave for a long time. How long had it passed? Why did he suddenly come back?

"That's pretty cool, isn't it?" Cedric said. "I really hope Dumbledore can be there when Cho and I get married."

"What did you say?" Kyle turned his head sharply, "Are you going to get married? When."

"Of course not now." Cedric shook his head. "Qiu's parents want to take her out of the UK and come back when the situation is stable. That's what we were talking about just now, and it's just a little late."

"What, you don't want her to leave?" Kyle asked.

"Of course not." Cedric said, "I kind of hope she can go to another country to stay for a while, just treat it as a tourist."

"How about France." Kyle thought for a while, "Kanna opened a potion shop there. Because it is a newly opened shop, there are many things to do, so they can be together."

"That's what I said." Cedric sighed, "But Qiu didn't want to leave, and she even had a fight with her parents."

"Then what do you mean?"

"I told her to leave," Cedric said, "but Cho got angry and kicked me."

As he spoke, he lifted up his robe, revealing an obvious footprint inside.

"Deserves it." Kyle raised his eyebrows, "You should stand with her at this time, and you can find another way to deal with the rest."

"You didn't tell me earlier!"

"You didn't even ask me."

"Forget it, let's not talk about it for now." Cedric rubbed his forehead, "I've been wanting to ask since just now, why does Bathilda Bagshot keep staring at you? Have you known each other before?"

"I don't know either." Kyle shook his head.

What Cedric said was that he actually noticed that since then, Bathilda stopped looking at other people and kept staring at him.

It wasn't until Dumbledore appeared that the uncomfortable staring feeling briefly shifted for a while, but it did not disappear.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 787 Dumbledore’s Purpose

Because there were still things to deal with, Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout left early near noon.

Then there was Mr. Weasley, who also had to return to the Ministry of Magic early due to some matters.

Now that the Ministry of Magic has just been rebuilt, it is the busiest time. It is not easy for people like them to take half a day off.

When Moody was about to leave, Kyle found him first and asked: "Alastor, are you sure that Bathilda is herself?"

"I can't guarantee that there will be no problem." Moody's blue magic eyes turned a few times quickly, "But I haven't found any problems so far. She hasn't drank anything in the past three hours, so we can rule out the problem. The Polyjuice Potion, and as for the Imperius Curse...she can't do anything with Dumbledore here."

After saying that, Moody stepped on his prosthetic leg, limped to a place outside the protective magic, and apparated away.

"Yeah, with Dumbledore here, there's really nothing to worry about." Kyle muttered softly.

But it was really uncomfortable to be stared at all the time, so after thinking for a moment, Kyle decided to ask clearly.

He came to Bathilda, and before he could speak, the old witch scolded her head and shoulders:

"Why are you still here!"

"What?" Kyle didn't react and didn't understand what it meant...why couldn't he be here.