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By then, part of his memory will surely be lost again, and no one knows how many years it will be missing. Or maybe it will just disappear as he said.
And even he himself might be excluded by time... If that were the case, they would never be able to go back.
Kyle was in a dilemma and didn't speak for a long time.
Dumbledore was not in a hurry either. He just sat quietly by the side and waited.
The sky gradually brightened, the sun hung obliquely in the sky, someone pushed open the door, walked out of the house, and started a busy new day.
Godric's Hollow gradually became lively.
Kyle finally raised his head.
He looked at Dumbledore and took a deep breath, "Professor, are you sure you won't leave here?"
"Yes." Dumbledore said affirmatively: "This is the closest I have ever been to success. I will not give up no matter what."
"What if I must take you away?" Kyle took out his wand, and red flames began to gather at the tip of the wand.
"You have lost most of your memories and your body is extremely weak. It doesn't seem to be that difficult to defeat you."
Before Kyle finished his words, the original flame turned into a small fire dragon, coiling around the magic wand.
"Even I can't use the Fiery Blaze so skillfully at my age." Dumbledore said with a smile, "I think you must be my most proud student."
"It's no use saying that, Professor." Kyle raised his arms. "I just want to take you back... You once promised me that you would just look at Ariana and not do anything else, but you broke your promise."
"I'm sorry," Dumbledore said, "If you want to kill me, I won't resist, or you can just leave on your own. This matter has nothing to do with you.
"But if you try to take me away by force...I will resist!"
Dumbledore's voice was soft but firm.
Just like he said just now, this was the only chance to save Ariana, and he would never give up, no matter how great the price.
As for whether Kyle will leave, it doesn’t matter. His appearance here represents the beginning of change, which is enough.
Dumbledore also picked up the wand, and tremendous magical power once again gathered in his extremely weak body.
The confrontation between the two caused the dilapidated barn to begin to shake and it could collapse at any time.
"Forget it, I give up." Kyle suddenly laughed helplessly and waved his hand to disperse the fire dragon on the wand.
"To be honest, in your current state, I'm really worried that I might accidentally kill you."
"I admit that." Dumbledore held onto the chair. "I can only dispel the Fiery Blaze Curse twice more at most, but you should know more than just this one spell."
"You also taught me another spell, which belongs to rune magic." Kyle shrugged. "It's quite useful, but it makes a lot of noise. Not to mention this broken barn, the whole street might not be able to be saved."
"Then I've really saved my life." Dumbledore smiled calmly, "When are you going to leave... By the way, when you go back, let Hogwarts choose a new headmaster as soon as possible. Didn't you say before that Minerva is the professor of Transfiguration? I think she's pretty good. That girl is very responsible."
"No, I'm not going back for now." Kyle sat back in his chair, "I'm going to stay and help you."
"Aren't you afraid?" Dumbledore hesitated for a moment. "Just now, I wanted to ask for your help out of selfish motives. But if you stay, you will probably be rejected by time like me."
"That's a possibility," Kyle said. "To be honest, I'm not afraid it's fake, but I just went through my memories carefully and found some very interesting things, all of which I hadn't noticed before, so I decided to stay."
"What memory?" Dumbledore asked curiously.
"For example, this..." Kyle picked up the time converter and looked at it carefully. "You took it away, so why did it appear again and end up in my hands?"
"Oh?" Dumbledore blinked, "What did you think of it?"
“It’s hard to say.” Kyle shook his head. “Normally, you should have returned to the correct timeline and then sent it out. This was also what I thought at first, but now it seems that I sent it back.”
Dumbledore's eyes lit up, but he said nothing. He just looked at Kyle calmly and asked, "What do you think this means?"
"I can't explain it..." Kyle frowned and said, "I have never understood time. Maybe... now is the right time, and it is also the past that has been preserved."
Dumbledore's eyes brightened.
"Besides that, there's another interesting thing," Kyle continued.
"Tell me."
"It's someone I've met before, but I can't tell you now." Kyle put away the time converter, "Anyway, it was because of this discovery that I decided to take a gamble.
"what time is it now."
"Eight o'clock," Dumbledore blurted out.
"How do you know?" Kyle asked. "Is there a clock here?"
He looked up and saw nothing on the barn except a few protruding logs.
"They are the roosters raised by the Corder family." Dumbledore explained, "They crow on time at eight o'clock every day. This is also the time when Grindelwald and I meet every day."
After being reminded by him, Kyle indeed heard a faint crowing sound.
"Also, young me and Grindelwald will be back at 10:23."
"I noticed it just now. Is the time so accurate?" Kyle asked.
"Because that's when Ariana got into trouble." Dumbledore said in a heavy voice.
"You mean, when you come back this time, she will..."
"That's right." Dumbledore closed his eyes, "When we came back this time, Aberforth was furious because I left without saying goodbye, and we had the most intense argument ever.
"Grindelwald went to look for the invisibility cloak, but to no avail. He was already angry, and Aberforth's scolding made him even more angry. The two began to fight, mercilessly using the most vicious spells on each other."
"Can Aberforth beat Grindelwald?" Kyle expressed his doubt. Rather than a fight, he believed that Grindelwald was beating Aberforth unilaterally, and in a very cruel way.
"He is my brother after all." Dumbledore smiled bitterly, "I subconsciously chose to help him, which made Grindelwald even angrier, so the fight between the two of them turned into a melee between three people.
"Ariana saw everything in the attic, she ran out and tried to stop us..."
At this point, Dumbledore suddenly choked up and his eyes were filled with tears.
But Kyle could understand.
Aberforth and Grindelwald have really gotten into a fight to the death, and Dumbledore will certainly try his best to stop them.
Although Ariana is an Obscurial, she is also an ordinary girl who can't even use the illumination spell. The result of her rashly barging into a battle between wizards is predictable.
Any spell could kill her, and even the Obscurus in her could erupt under the stimulation of magic.
Kyle sighed, thinking of the little girl who was eager to make friends and could be happy for a long time just by eating a candy.
Now, even though he knew it would be dangerous to stay, he wanted to help even more.
There's nothing he can do about it, it's because he's so soft-hearted.
……
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 843 Get Out of My House
In the abandoned barn, Dumbledore, who had lost part of his memory, and Kyle, who decided to stay, reached a preliminary cooperation intention.
They decided to give it a try and see if they could save Ariana.
"There's still some time."
Dumbledore said, "We can discuss what to do."
"No hurry." Kyle pushed open the barn door and walked out.
However, his action frightened Dumbledore, "Come back quickly, what do you want to do?"
As a wizard who had studied the time-turner, after returning to the past, Dumbledore subconsciously thought of hiding himself in advance, not contacting anyone other than the target, and reducing his presence as much as possible.
This is also the reason why he has been giving priority to protecting the barn... This is a good hiding place, and Dumbledore does not want his next plan to be disrupted by any unexpected changes.
So he also didn't want Kyle to be exposed to others.
Dumbledore wanted to pull Kyle back, but he was too weak, and he had just used magic too frequently, so he fell back into his chair the moment he stood up.
"To get something to eat, of course."
Kyle turned around and said as a matter of course, "I'm already hungry after working all night. Even if we're saving people, we need to fill our stomach first. Come on, Professor. The food here doesn't taste that good, but it's enough to fill our stomach."
"I won't go." Dumbledore shook his head. "I don't want to be recognized by others. It might affect my future plans. Please go quickly and come back soon."
"Recognized?" Kyle raised his eyebrows and waved his hand to conjure up a large mirror in front of Dumbledore. "Professor, you don't think anyone can recognize you at this time, do you?"
Dumbledore raised his head subconsciously.
He saw a tired, old face, with gray hair and beard, and even the blue eyes had dimmed a lot.
"I guarantee that no one will recognize you as Dumbledore," Kyle said confidently. "You look so different now from that high-spirited young man. Even if you tell others that you are the same person, no one will believe you."
"Yes, you are right." Dumbledore smiled bitterly and shook his head. He no longer insisted and left the barn with Kyle's help.
The two followed the path to the bar.
Because it was morning, there were not many people here. Kyle took Dumbledore to the bar, sat down in his most familiar seat, and ordered two breakfasts.
It was called breakfast, but it was just two pieces of bread that were so dry that you could hammer nails into them, and a glass of pumpkin juice. There was not even a piece of fried ham.
But the price is very cheap, just one Nath.
To be honest, Kyle hasn't spent Nat on its own in the past few years, and he almost forgot that this thing can be used as a separate currency.
"You can make do with what you have; there is nothing else here, or you can get another boiled potato."
Kyle broke the dry bread into pieces skillfully and soaked it in pumpkin juice. When the boss wasn't paying attention, he whispered, "But I suggest you don't order it. Old Brown doesn't wash the potatoes when he cooks them. They're not even cooked that day. The taste is like biting into a muddy stone."
"No, that's all," Dumbledore said absentmindedly.
He didn't mind what he ate, or rather, even if a delicious grilled steak was placed in front of him, he couldn't taste anything.
"We better hurry, they'll be back soon."
"Don't worry, it's still early." Kyle waved his hand and continued to soak his dry bread slowly. "Actually, I already have an idea in my mind, maybe it will work."
"You came up with a solution so quickly?" Dumbledore asked in surprise.
"It's not something I just thought of." Kyle shook his head. "I met Ariana a few days ago, in the attic, and I had this idea at that time."
Hearing Kyle calling Ariana's name, Dumbledore became nervous again and looked around subconsciously.
"Don't be nervous Professor, they can't hear you." Kyle said with a smile.
He felt that Dumbledore would lose his judgment whenever it came to Ariana.