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And now Kyle is looking like Dumbledore. If he takes action, it would be equivalent to beating up two people at once, which is a sure win.
More importantly, Kyle's identity is different from Dumbledore's, so it is easier to beat him.
This has nothing to do with strength.
Because Kyle is her student, and Kyle's parents are also her students, even if he is beaten, Kyle will not fight back.
This is just like Professor Marchbank scolding Dumbledore. Even if he is the headmaster and the greatest white wizard in the wizarding world, he can only stand there and be handed a cup of tea.
This is a rare opportunity, do you want to...
"Professor McGonagall, Headmaster Dumbledore..."
A voice suddenly came from behind her, bringing her back to her senses.
"Miss Granger," said Professor McGonagall, "what are you doing here?"
"Getting ready for lunch," Hermione said. "I'm sorry, Professor, but I was wondering what you thought of that question I asked you earlier."
"I have no objection, you can give me the paper at any time." Professor McGonagall said, "But Miss Granger, I must remind you that Transfiguration Today has its own criteria for judging the quality of papers, and my opinion can only serve as a reference.
"And their cycle is very long. You can only get the Most Promising Newcomer Award when you are a student, but you are already in the seventh grade."
"It's okay, I just want to give it a try." Hermione said, "As long as I can pass, I'll be satisfied. If I can't win the Most Promising Newcomer Award... Although it's a bit regrettable, there's nothing I can do about it. After all, the knowledge I accumulated last year is not enough."
"It's just a possibility, but not certain," said Professor McGonagall. "School has just started, so if everything goes well, there will be no problem."
"Hmm... Miss Granger, are you going to submit an article to Transfiguration Today?" Kyle asked from the side.
"Yes, Headmaster," said Hermione. "Everyone says it's the most authoritative Transfiguration magazine. I think I'll give it a try."
"The fact that you have this idea already makes you better than most students. Regardless of whether it succeeds or not, it will be helpful to you in the future."
"I thought so," said Professor McGonagall.
"Okay, come with me," she said to Hermione. "I have a few books here that may be helpful to you."
After saying that, she turned around and took Hermione to her office, saying to Kyle, "Pay attention to the time."
Kyle responded.
He knew that Professor McGonagall meant for him to pay attention to the timing of the Polyjuice Potion and not change back directly in public, otherwise it would be embarrassing.
Kyle would never forget this.
After Professor McGonagall took Hermione away, he walked towards the hall alone.
Since I have to show up, I must find a place with many people. It is lunch time now, and there is no place with more people than the auditorium.
He didn't meet any students along the way until he reached the second floor, when he was blocked by someone.
It can't be said that she was blocked. She was probably squatting at the corner of the stairs, which happened to be the direction leading to the auditorium.
"Ms. Lovegood," Kyle said in the same tone as he would greet other students. "What are you looking at?"
"Hook glass."
"Where is it?" Kyle looked directly in front of her. There were only floor tiles and a group of small bugs attracted by the cookie crumbs.
"They were scared away. They were here just now." Luna stood up, the bottle stopper pendant on her ear swinging.
"Hello, Kyle." She greeted, "Why are you back to Hogwarts again?"
"You... must have seen it wrong. I am the principal." Kyle said.
"Really? Congratulations." Luna said happily.
"I...well, how did you figure that out?"
"Because I know you, is that strange?" Luna said with a smile.
She was still wearing the same strange accessories and fancy glasses as before.
Kyle had to admit that there were always some inexplicable people or things in the wizarding world, such as Tonks, the natural Metamorphmagus, and Luna.
Is she a natural Legilimency?
No, not like that.
Although his brain-blocking technique was not perfect, it was a small achievement. Even Dumbledore and Voldemort should not be able to see through his thoughts.
Cat-Cat is also a natural Legilimency, but its abilities are still suppressed by Occlumency.
As for Luna, she recognized her identity at a glance and without any doubt. This is not something that can be achieved by Legilimency.
After thinking about it, Kyle could only temporarily attribute it to an extraordinary intuition.
To put it simply... whoever I think you should be, then you must be that person. She doesn't believe what she sees with her own eyes, but only believes the first thought that comes to her mind.
This ability is even more unreasonable than a natural Legilimency because it is not affected by any external factors, no matter how well disguised it is.
……
"Kyle, how does it feel to be a principal?" Luna asked curiously, "Compared to being a student."
"It's just so-so, not that great, not as comfortable as a student." Kyle said, "But Luna, can you do me a favor?"
"Okay." Luna said without any hesitation and even without asking what the favor was. She agreed.
"Don't worry, it's not a big deal." Kyle said, "Look, you saw me at school, can you please not tell anyone else?"
"Why should I tell anyone?" Luna asked, looking up, as if Kyle had asked a stupid question.
"Hmm..." Kyle was speechless for a moment. He felt that he could not keep up with Luna's thoughts.
"Okay, I promised. Kyle didn't come to Hogwarts." Luna said calmly, "Well, goodbye, Headmaster Dumbledore... But I have to say, you don't look as good as before."
Luna continued to shake the bottle cork in her ear and skipped away from the second floor.
Kyle stood there and watched her run to the first floor, turn into the auditorium and disappear.
Magic is like this, it always brings people all kinds of unexpected surprises or shocks.
Kyle estimated that even if Tonks turned into someone who looked nothing like her, Luna would still be able to see through her.
Kyle felt somewhat relieved.
Fortunately, this person is Luna...of course, only Luna.
Although this extraordinary intuition is irrational and not based on magic, it would have no such effect if it happened to another person.
For example, when Hermione doubts something, the first thing she thinks of is not to believe it, but to think about whether it is logical. If the facts she sees are contrary to her intuition, she will subconsciously deny her intuition.
Take the case of impersonating Dumbledore.
The first time Luna saw herself, she was convinced that she was fake. Even though everyone and the facts told her that the person in front of her was Dumbledore, she didn't believe it.
If it were Hermione, Professor McGonagall would be able to clear him of suspicion with just one sentence.
……
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 811 Dinner Together
Perhaps because his identity had been exposed, Kyle no longer had the interest to continue wandering around after Luna left.
He continued walking forward for a while, and when he was only a few steps away from the auditorium, he turned around and walked up the stairs again.
Although Professor McGonagall meant for him to take a walk around the Great Hall, if you think about it carefully, Dumbledore doesn't seem to have been to the Great Hall outside of banquets in recent years. He can be said to have maintained his character.
Moreover, several students saw him on the way here, which was enough. It would not be good to be too deliberate.
After returning to the eighth floor, Kyle took off his robe and changed into his own clothes. He also took out the things he had just stuffed into the drawer and put them back to their original place... in the small storage room in the corner.
In the portrait, the headmasters were still happily enjoying their latest entertainment activity, having a fair one-on-one duel with Phineas.
Very fair indeed.
They generously stated that they would allow Phineas to use the magic wand, and they would only use the Celtic "iron cone eggplant".
For a wizard, the wand is the most powerful weapon. From this perspective, Phineas is still lucky.
There was just one problem, though: the portrait wasn't really a wizard, and couldn't use magic.
So in Phineas's hand, the wand was no different from a wooden stick.
A wooden stick against an iron lump that is more than one meter long and covered with sharp spikes... The outcome of this duel was already determined when it began.
Phineas was chased all over the field, and the soles of his shoes were almost sparking.
After watching for a while, Kyle's depression after Luna discovered his identity was finally relieved a lot.
"Damn it, it's all your fault!"
Phineas ran to the painting closest to Kyle in a panic, pulled out an iron spike from his butt, and yelled at him, "I don't care, you have to draw a weapon for me too!"
"We're out of paint." Kyle spread his hands. "That's all we could find in the storeroom. We just used it all up."
As he spoke, he glanced at the discarded iron spike… Was the thing he drew so fragile?
No, this part should have been drawn later, because the paint at the connection was a little lighter, so it fell off.
I have to improve it next time.
"You're lying!" Phineas shouted. "I saw it all. There are still a lot of them on the plate. It's more than enough to draw two more!"
"Ah, then I remembered it wrong." Kyle continued, "But I have other things to do now and really don't want to draw. How about we talk about it tomorrow?"
"no!"
"Stop, don't try to run!"
Before Phineas could finish his words, the witch who was dueling with him came after him, aiming the weapon straight at his butt, and it seemed that she had no intention of holding back.
"That's enough, damn it..."
Phineas yelled and could only continue to flee in a panic, while looking at Kyle again.
"I don't care. You live in my ancestral home and use it as the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix. You must pay me rent!"
"The Black Family is still short of this little money?" Kyle curled his lips.
"Who are you looking down on?" Phineas was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. "Of course the Black family is rich, but you also have to pay me rent."
"Okay, tell me the amount, and I'll ask the principal to give it to you when he comes back." Kyle said, "He has money, so he definitely won't be short of your small fortune."