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"Just deal with these problems." Kyle muttered.
"So, you're going to do it his way?" Professor McGonagall glanced at Kyle.
"What else can I do?" Kyle leaned back on the chair and muttered, "I could have slept at home, but you guys dragged me here and used a word trap to trick me. What can I do?"
At this point, Kyle sighed silently, "Since I have to pretend to be Dumbledore, I must handle the work according to his habits, so as not to be exposed."
"It's good that you think so." Professor McGonagall nodded.
"So how does Professor Dumbledore usually deal with these problems?" Kyle flipped through the parchment on the table again. "Is there so much every day? I always thought that the job of the headmaster of Hogwarts was a very leisurely one."
"Of course not. This is a backlog from before the holidays." Professor McGonagall thought for a moment and said, "He had already left school by then. It has been at least three months now."
"Three months is so long?" Kyle sat up again.
Judging from the number of parchments on the table, on average there is only one parchment every two or three days. If this is the case, it is not unacceptable.
Kyle rummaged through the drawer on Dumbledore's desk and found a golden-red quill... Dumbledore was truly a wealthy man, even using a phoenix feather for his quill.
But now it has a new owner.
"What should I do now, agree or refuse?" Kyle found another bottle of ink, opened it and put it on the table.
"Are you sure you want to do it Dumbledore's way?" Professor McGonagall asked again, as if she was confirming something.
"Of course." Kyle said.
"Okay then." Professor McGonagall nodded.
Then, under Kyle's incredible gaze, she picked up the thick stack of parchment on the table and threw them all into the fireplace without leaving a single piece. Then she waved her wand and a flame immediately ignited in the fireplace.
The firelight illuminated half of Kyle's face.
"Is this how Dumbledore handles things?" He was a little unresponsive. "So simple and crude?"
"No, this is my way of dealing with it," said Professor McGonagall. "As the Chief Wizard of the International Confederation of Wizards, Dumbledore always reserves his time for more important things, so I have been completing some of the school's affairs on his behalf since a long time ago."
"But he is no longer the Chief Magician," Kyle said. "He was even expelled from the International Confederation of Wizards."
"That happened recently," said Professor McGonagall, "and after that, he was busy looking for clues related to the mysterious man, so he didn't have much free time either.
"I believe you should also know that since two or three years ago, he rarely stayed in school all the time."
"It seems to be true." Kyle said after thinking for a while.
Especially last year, Dumbledore appeared in school only a few times, and most of the time it was Professor McGonagall, the deputy headmaster, who was in charge.
"You're right about one thing." Seeing that the parchment in the fireplace was almost burned out, Professor McGonagall waved her hand to put out the flames.
"If we only talk about being the headmaster of Hogwarts, it is indeed a very leisurely job."
When Kyle said this, he clearly felt a hint of helplessness in Professor McGonagall's tone.
Doing double work for one salary means that Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore have a good relationship.
"I thought I could finally have an easy time this year." Professor McGonagall looked at Kyle with some expectation in her eyes.
It can be predicted that this year's Quidditch will definitely be more exciting than previous years. If Kyle can help share the work that originally belonged to the principal, then she will be able to free up time and focus on the team and the game.
Maybe she can even help coach the team.
Professor McGonagall had several Quidditch tactics in her mind, all of which she had come up with while watching the games, but she had so much to do that she never had the time to study them in depth.
This year is a good opportunity, just treat it as a rare relaxation before the big war.
As for Kyle's ability, Professor McGonagall was not worried. From the way he handled the work of the Ministry of Magic, it could be seen that he was not completely ignorant of it and was doing a good job.
For example, the Dementor bounty plan he devised during last year's holiday was perfect.
It only took one month to deal with so many Dementors. This would have been impossible in the past.
And all the Ministry of Magic offered was the position of an Auror.
No, it can't even be called a sacrifice.
Lupin is a wizard with excellent abilities in all aspects and is more than qualified to be an Auror. From this perspective, the Ministry of Magic not only did not pay anything, but instead gained a talent.
And there was Sirius. Although he was the one who paid, the Black family was not short of money. What he cared about was that his friends could live in the sun.
A large part of it was certainly due to friendship, and a small part, Professor McGonagall guessed, was that Sirius wanted to make up for something.
Because of the decision he made more than ten years ago, their small team fell apart overnight.
One betrayed everyone, two were killed by Voldemort, and he himself was imprisoned in Azkaban. In the end, Lupin was the only one left, living in confusion and pain without knowing the truth for more than ten years.
Sirius needed to do something that would give him some comfort.
And Lupin, he finally found a formal, respectable job.
The wizards who helped capture the Dementors were also rewarded handsomely.
After the whole thing, everyone involved was very satisfied.
The professors had talked about this before when they were chatting together, and everyone agreed that this was the most correct decision the Ministry of Magic had made in recent years.
But few people know that the initiator of this incident was Kyle, and all the details were made by him alone, and he had not even graduated at that time.
This is enough to prove his ability.
The Ministry of Magic has the courage to let a student who has not yet graduated serve as a senior ministerial assistant with real power, so why can't Hogwarts do the same.
Of course, the premise of all this is that Kyle himself is willing.
"Well... I really want to help you." Kyle turned his head slightly, "But, you know, I'm not Dumbledore. I'm just here to help out. If I make a decision that makes people feel something is wrong and start to doubt the authenticity of Dumbledore's identity, that would be bad."
"What do you want to say?" Professor McGonagall's heart sank.
"That is... please take a moment to work on it, and we should just follow the original process, how about that?" Kyle said cautiously.
The encouragement in Professor McGonagall's eyes just now almost hit him on the forehead. Kyle certainly knew what she meant.
But the problem is, he really doesn't want to take this job.
The reason why he agreed to work in the Ministry of Magic was because the Minister at the time was Fudge, who could do whatever he wanted, and if anything went wrong with any decision he made, he could simply put all the blame on Fudge.
But it wouldn't work in Hogwarts. This is a school. Every decision he makes may affect the students. Kyle definitely doesn't want to take on this burden... at least it's too early now.
"Then why weren't you afraid of arousing other people's suspicion at the opening banquet yesterday?" Professor McGonagall sat opposite Kyle and asked, staring into his eyes.
"To be honest, I regretted it this morning."
Kyle shook his head. "Maybe it was because I was nervous. I didn't think that at the time. I just said it in a rush.
"Once is enough. If it happens too often, it will definitely arouse suspicion."
"Are you really not going to familiarize yourself with the principal's job in advance?"
Professor McGonagall stared at Kyle for a while and asked unwillingly, "This is a rare opportunity."
"I think the most important thing right now is to make everyone believe that Professor Dumbledore is still here, and it's okay to put school matters aside for the time being," Kyle said.
"Okay, I see." Professor McGonagall stood up. "Then let's do what happened last year."
"Thank you for your hard work, professor." Kyle trotted around the table and cordially escorted Professor McGonagall out of the headmaster's office.
When the oak door was closed again, a sneer suddenly came from behind.
"Ho..."
"Principal Black, what do you mean?" Kyle didn't even need to think, his eyes went straight to the portrait of Phineas Black.
"How stupid." Phineas sat on a stone, crossing his legs leisurely, "What does that Dumbledore think Hogwarts is, that he could even come up with the idea of letting someone use Polyjuice Potion to impersonate him.
"If that's the case, it's fine, but his vision, tsk tsk ..."
Are you scolding yourself?
"Ha!" Kyle raised his eyebrows slightly.
He was still too kind. That day at number 12 Grimmauld Place, he should have taken down the portrait of Phineas and made a perch for Fawkes.
"Don't say that. I think Albus's decision is fine." Headmaster Armando Dippet also opened his eyes. "The most important thing now is to stabilize everyone's emotions."
"Yes."
"Yes."
"That's good."
The portraits of several other principals also nodded.
"A bunch of idiots." Seeing that no one supported him, Phineas snorted coldly, "Don't you think about what will happen if this matter is exposed? Dumbledore is stupid, and you are even more stupid than him."
"As long as we don't say anything, we won't be exposed." A big-nosed wizard silently moved from his own portrait to the portrait next to Phineas's. "But your reminder is right. I think we should eliminate an unstable factor first."
"What do you mean?" Phineas stood up suddenly.
"It's simple. We need to remind someone to keep his mouth shut."
"Go back to your own portrait, damn it!"
"Don't worry, I will go back after I finish my work." The big-nosed wizard waved his hand violently.
It was like some kind of signal was sent.
It was just a moment, no matter what the other principals were doing, the next second they all rushed towards Phineas as if they had rehearsed.
He had no time to run away before they surrounded him.
Then came a beating and kicking.
A slim witch couldn't squeeze in, so she just went straight into the portrait of a knight, snatched his sword and ran away.
Then the sword became a rare commodity and was snatched up by the principals.
Kyle watched this scene and stroked his chin.
Although he didn't understand magic portraits, he thought it should be interconnected with alchemy. If that was the case, he could study it and see if he could draw some toys for the principals to entertain themselves.
For example, small toys like maces or axes are pretty good.
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(End of this chapter)
Chapter 809 The First Test