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"When did this happen?" Professor McGonagall asked in a deep voice.
"A month ago, at noon on Lupin and Tonks' wedding," said Kell.
"So, Dumbledore disappeared from then on?" Professor McGonagall paced aimlessly in the headmaster's office and whispered:
"Leaving without saying a word... Didn't he ever think about what would happen if the You-Know-Who led the Death Eaters to attack the school at this time?"
"I guess he must have thought about it," Kyle said, "or he wanted to go back quickly, but he didn't expect that he would be trapped in the past and couldn't come back."
"Such a big thing, why did you tell us only now!" Professor McGonagall turned and looked at Kyle and said sternly.
"Yes." In the portrait, Phineas also chimed in, as if he didn't want to miss this opportunity to take advantage of someone's misfortune. "Since you knew about this, you should have told us Albus' whereabouts right away, instead of..."
"Please be quiet, Headmaster Black." Professor McGonagall frowned and interrupted him rudely.
Phineas' tone paused, as if he felt offended, but looking at Professor McGonagall's eyes, he said nothing, shut his mouth silently, and stood aside.
"This is Professor Dumbledore's request." Kyle explained, "He thought he might be trapped, so he asked me to keep it a secret for him. We'll talk about it when he comes back."
"In that case, why did you tell me again?" Professor McGonagall regained her composure at this time, "Since it must be kept secret, don't tell anyone. This is the safest way."
"That's not necessary." Kyle shrugged. "I haven't finished talking about this just now. The time repulsion that Professor Dumbledore encountered is not something he can solve by himself. If no one helps him, he may stay in the past forever."
"What should we do?" asked Professor McGonagall.
"Don't worry, you need to wait patiently for a while."
Kyle then told her about what happened during his trip to France, including what he had learned from Professor Victor about the flaws of the time converter, and the solution he gave after meeting Nico.
“…That’s why I came back first.”
Kyle talked for about another hour, feeling his mouth dry, but he finally explained everything clearly.
"The problem now is that Professor Dumbledore can't solve the problem of time exclusion by himself. Perhaps he didn't even realize that he was excluded, but just kept repeating things that he had experienced countless times.
“Without someone to help him, he might never come back. But if Professor Victor’s method is successful, he might be able to come back that same day. So, there is no need to keep this matter secret.
"Speaking out is to prepare the school...if he really can't come back, at least someone knows why."
"That won't happen." Professor McGonagall took a deep breath, "He's Albus Dumbledore."
"Yeah." Kyle smiled.
"So what do we need to do?" asked Professor McGonagall.
"It's not you, it's me." Kyle knocked on the table, and immediately a glass of fresh lemonade appeared beside him. "After the time converter is repaired, I will use it to go back in time and help Professor Dumbledore correct his wrong path."
"no!"
As soon as Kyle finished speaking, Professor McGonagall immediately objected: "We know nothing about time travel. Even a wizard like Dumbledore would be trapped in it, let alone you.
"Anyway, leave it to us professors. You are just a recent graduate. You can't and shouldn't take any risks."
"No, Professor, I have to go."
Kyle sighed. "Although I don't want to take risks, there is no other way. We have encountered too many things, and only I know what happened in detail."
Kyle had a vague guess that Dumbledore should have returned by now, otherwise there would be no way to explain where the time converter that was suddenly sent to Beauxbatons came from.
He was the one who participated in the whole process and knew all the details. He was also the only one who knew what to do and when.
This was also what he thought of when he was at Nico Manor.
"It still won't work." Professor McGonagall insisted, "You can tell me everything in detail... No, I remember there is a Pensieve here. I will teach you the spell to extract your memory. As long as I experience it myself, there will be no problem.
"Anyway, it's the professor's responsibility to protect students, not to put them at risk. We'll just stay in the castle like nothing happened."
Professor McGonagall's tone was very firm, and she didn't allow Kyle to refuse.
"Okay." Kyle nodded and agreed...temporarily agreed.
After Nico repairs the Time Turner, it will definitely be delivered to him, and then he can make his own decision.
But now... since Professor McGonagall wants to know the details, I will let her see it.
"I can actually perform the magic of extracting memories."
Kyle found the quaint Pensieve from the cabinet under Dumbledore's desk, took it out and placed it on the table.
Then he placed his wand against his temple, trying to draw out his memories of the night he first arrived at Beauxbatons.
It was the part where Professor Victor talked to him after dinner.
Kyle flicked his wand and a blue light was drawn out along the wand, but after just two inches, the light suddenly broke off.
"Are you okay?" Professor McGonagall asked nervously.
The Memory Charm is one of the most complex spells, and every failure could backfire on the wizard.
She felt a little regretful. When Kyle suggested extracting memories, she should have helped him instead of letting him do it himself.
It was also because Kyle usually performed so well that she subconsciously felt that even a memory spell would be no problem.
"It's okay." Kyle waved his hand.
Unlike Professor McGonagall, he did not think that his spell had failed. He was very sure that every step he took was correct, but his memory was still broken.
Kyle pressed his wand to his temple again.
"Stop." Professor McGonagall hurriedly called him, "This time it's my turn. I'll help you."
"Probably not, Professor." Kyle shook his head. "I've learned Occlumency, which blocks any magic that tries to view my memory. It's beyond my control, let alone extracting memories, so I'm the only one who can do this."
As he spoke, Kyle stirred his wand again.
The result was the same as last time, even this time after moving only an inch, the blue light representing memory was disconnected.
This time, Professor McGonagall also noticed something was wrong.
Normally, when the memory turns into a blue light and leaves the temple, it means that the magic has been successful, and all that remains is to draw it out.
This is not that difficult, or it requires no technical skills at all. Even a freshman who can use a magic wand can do it.
But Kyle failed twice in a row, which clearly showed something was wrong.
But Professor McGonagall didn't know what was wrong, because this was the first time she had encountered such a situation.
Kyle was also a little confused. He carefully recalled his previous experiences and suddenly realized something.
That glass of 'raspberry juice'!
If there was anything different about him recently, it was only the glass of 'raspberry juice' he drank at Nico's Manor.
If I remember correctly, the house-elf Tata said that it took him and Nico several days to make this thing. Kyle didn't think it was just a drink that tasted good. It must have some function that he didn't know about.
Just because of his trust in Nico, he didn't ask and just drank it.
Now that he thinks about it, could his inability to retrieve his memory this time also be related to the 'raspberry juice'?
But what's the point of this? Kyle couldn't figure it out.
Professor McGonagall couldn't figure it out either, but after two consecutive failures, she didn't dare let Kyle try again.
Moreover, at this time, the sky outside was already very dark, and large dark clouds covered the moon, making people feel a little depressed.
"I'll think of other ways later," she said. "Before that, let's put the idea of watching memories aside. Just write down the process."
"Also, if the time-turner is repaired, you must tell me immediately and never act on your own." Professor McGonagall said sternly, "This is very important, understand?"
"Well... I'll try my best." Kyle said.
Professor McGonagall raised an eyebrow.
"I mean, I'll try to write the process in detail." Kyle said quickly, "But Professor McGonagall, there's a big difference between watching the process and experiencing it in person."
"I know." Professor McGonagall said, "But I can't watch you take risks. Apart from Dumbledore, you may be the only one who has a chance to defeat the You-Know-Who."
"And Harry," Kyle said, "He's the savior, and he killed You-Know-Who once."
"Ah, yes, and Mr. Potter," said Professor McGonagall, but her tone was a little perfunctory. "If his human body transformation was half as good as yours, perhaps I would feel more at ease."
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 823 Stubborn Pointer Lady
The sun is rising, and the bright morning sunlight shines on the Hogwarts castle, waking up the students who are still sleeping in.
In the principal's office on the eighth floor, Kyle, who had not slept all night, put down the quill in his hand and sorted out the thick pile of parchment in front of him.
This was his experience in the past half month, from being forced to accept the task of pretending to be Dumbledore at the beginning of the school year, to deciding to go to France, to Beauxbatons, to meet Professor Victor and chat with him...
As requested by Professor McGonagall, Kyle spent an entire night recalling the times of these actions as accurately as possible to the hour... or even the minute.
Of course, there must be something wrong here. After all, he couldn't check the time before doing everything, but Kyle felt that it didn't have much impact, as long as the most critical nodes could be matched.
While he was writing this, the principals in the portraits were watching behind him, having also been watching all night... except that they didn't need to sleep and were in much better spirits than Kyle.
"Wait a moment, let me look at the seventeenth page of parchment again."
Kyle had just put down his quill when he heard a voice behind him.
She was a witch dressed in medieval style and looked very unfamiliar. Kyle was sure that he had never seen her before.
This is normal. There are quite a few portraits in the principal's office, more than 30 in total. But not every principal is like Armando Dippet and Phineas Black, who like to stay here for a long time...
Almost half of them are usually in portraits elsewhere and only come here when something big happens in Hogwarts.
The current headmaster Dumbledore is trapped in a time loop, which is a big deal.
So after getting the news, they all came over.
This was the first time that Kyle felt that the principal's office was a little crowded... Of course, it wasn't really crowded, after all, they couldn't get out, it was just a feeling.
"What are you daydreaming about? Hurry up." The medieval witch said again, her tone stern, just like Professor McGonagall when she was angry, but more old-fashioned and dogmatic than Professor McGonagall.
And judging from the expressions of the people around her, she is not someone who is easy to get along with.
Kyle didn't say anything and took away the parchment in front of him as she asked.
The content on page 17 was exactly what he had said to Professor Victor in the alchemy classroom on the afternoon of the day he arrived at Beauxbatons.
"Difficulty classification of alchemy...necessary conditions for learning alchemy...alchemy textbooks..."
Although he only read one page, the principal's face had already turned ugly.
"Tell me, what are you asking?" she demanded sharply.