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Nothing wrong with it at all.

Kyle twitched his lips, not knowing what to say for a moment.

But Dumbledore panicked. Seeing Ariana crying so hard that her breathing became rapid and covered in a layer of black mist, he hurried into the attic, pushed Kyle who was blocking his way away, and said softly:

"I'm fine, Ariana..."

"Touch me, I'm still hot." He held Ariana's hand, trying to comfort her.

But maybe it was because he had no experience in this area, he just kept repeating the same two sentences over and over again, as clumsily as Neville in his Potions class.

But fortunately, after feeling the warmth from her palm, Ariana gradually calmed down.

"Brother Albus...is he really not a ghost?"

"Of course I'm not." Dumbledore shook his head, staring at the girl from years ago with tearful eyes.

"I'm sorry…Ariana…I'm sorry."

The girl stretched out her little hands and tried to wipe away the tears from her face.

"You'd better use something else, like a handkerchief or something." Kyle muttered quietly beside him: "He may still have snot on his face."

The little girl stopped her hands immediately, and a hint of fear flashed in her eyes.

Dumbledore glared at Kyle.

"Don't look at me like that, Professor." Kyle shrugged. "It's mainly because you were too engrossed just now. Now is really not the time to reminisce."

Kyle walked over, opened the invisibility cloak in his hand, and put it on Ariana without saying a word.

"Wow, it's that magical invisibility cloak." The little girl immediately forgot what had just happened and began to look at her disappearing body excitedly.

"Arianna..." Kyle squatted down and looked at the happy little girl in front of him.

"what happened?"

"Your brother Albus is in danger now. He could actually turn into a dead ghost at any time."

The next second, Ariana, who was originally very happy, burst into tears again.

"Stop talking..." Dumbledore's voice trembled, trying to stop Kyle from continuing, but Kyle ignored him and just asked calmly:

"Will you help him?"

"I do," Ariana said firmly.

"But what if the price is that you can never come back?" Kyle continued: "You have to leave here, leave this home, and leave your brother Aberforth."

"I..." Ariana hesitated, "If I miss them, can I come back?"

"No." Kyle tightened the invisibility cloak around Ariana and continued, "You can't come back, even if you miss them, otherwise your brother Albus will really become a ghost... maybe even worse."

"Stop talking." Dumbledore said again painfully, trying to stop Kyle, but still got no response.

Although what was about to happen might make Ariana very sad, it was something she had to go through if she wanted to save her life.

"Then you will have to live alone in a strange place."

"Then I will never see Brother Aberforth again?" Ariana held her head in pain, and the black mist representing the obscurity began to surge over her.

But the amazing thing is that the invisibility cloak on Ariana blocked the black mist, and it was tightly imprisoned and could not take shape.

“That’s not the case.” Kyle thought for a moment, “Maybe in a hundred years, you’ll be able to see him again, but before that, you need to force yourself to forget everything here.”

The black mist on Ariana's body became thicker, and some of it even emerged from the cracks, floating in the air and swirling violently.

Kyle frowned. Ariana's reaction was even greater than he had imagined. If it weren't for the invisibility cloak, the words just now would probably have caused Obscurus to explode.

"Call the gods to protect you!"

A silvery-white jellyfish emerged from Kyle's wand, and its long tentacles wrapped around the black mist, trying to disperse it.

The Patronus is the embodiment of hope and the nemesis of all dark matter, including Obscurus.

But the Obscurus was too strong. Even if it could offset the slight amount of black mist that was dissipating, the pressure it brought to Kyle was greater than when he faced hundreds of Dementors.

He could only do his best to maintain the Patronus, and at the same time hoped that Ariana would wake up soon.

Just then, a silver phoenix joined in.

The phoenix flew above Ariana's head, and a warm power enveloped her, like a bonfire in the cold winter.

The black fog gradually disappeared, and Ariana opened her eyes again.

"So, Ariana, have you made a decision?" Kyle made up his mind and continued to ask.

"That's enough! Shut up!" Dumbledore roared.

A tremendous amount of magic power gushed out of his body, creating large spider-web-like cracks on the walls and ceiling.

"Professor, now is not the time to be soft-hearted. This is the only way to save her life." Kyle did not give in. "She must leave here. This is the only way!"

"I know I know……"

Dumbledore's voice suddenly softened, even with a hint of pleading.

"You've done well enough. Can you leave the rest to me... please."

"Are you sure?" Kyle reminded: "This decision will make Ariana give up all her support, which may make her hate you for the rest of her life. I don't care, but you..."

"That's all right with me," Dumbledore said calmly. "As long as I can save her."

"In that case... remember to pay attention to the time. It must not exceed ten o'clock."

Kyle took a deep breath, stood up, and decided to spend some time with the brother and sister.

But he did not choose to leave through the window, but directly opened the door and walked out.

"What happened...Ariana, how are you."

There was a sound of hurried footsteps outside. It was Aberforth.

Dumbledore lost control just now and the noise he made almost destroyed the entire house. In this situation, even the ear-blocking charm was useless.

Aberforth, who heard the noise, ran over immediately to check on Ariana, and happened to bump into Kyle who was walking out the door.

"Who are you!"

Seeing a stranger suddenly appear in his house, and coming out from his sister's attic, Aberforth immediately became nervous, and then furious.

He drew his wand without further ado.

"What did you do to my sister..."

"Everything is forgotten!"

A beam of white light hit Aberforth right on the forehead. It was clearly a forgetfulness spell, but its effect was like a repulsion spell.

Aberforth didn't even make a sound. He flew backwards with a thud and lay motionless on the ground.

"Sorry, I can't ask you to disturb them now."

Kyle let out a long breath and felt much better.

Just now he had been in close contact with the Moslem, pretended to be a bad guy to scare Ariana, and had to deal with Dumbledore's emotions, which made him feel stressed and his forehead was throbbing.

Now that sandbags are offered to you, it would be a waste if you don’t use them.

Kyle stretched, walked over, grabbed Aberforth by the collar, and dragged him downstairs, repairing the wall that was cracked by Dumbledore's magic along the way.

Strictly speaking, Aberforth also bears some responsibility for this matter. If he hadn't been so bad-tempered, he wouldn't have fought with Grindelwald.

However, considering that he had helped him many times afterwards, Kyle softened his heart and did not drag his feet.

……

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 845 The plan begins

After all, the Oblivion Spell was not a Stunning Spell, and after Kyle brought Aberforth downstairs, he woke up quickly.

But Aberforth, who had woken up, had obviously forgotten what had just happened. He rubbed his forehead, not understanding why he was on the floor of the living room, and his legs were so painful, as if someone had dragged him all the way down the stairs.

But how was this possible? In this house, besides him, the only other person was Ariana, who looked like an ordinary girl. It was impossible that Ariana had dragged herself down.

Aberforth shook his head, thinking that he had fallen asleep on the sofa and accidentally fell off, causing a wound from his previous trip to the woods.

Because of the noise at night, he hadn't slept well these past few days and was groggy all day, so it was no surprise that he suddenly fell asleep on the sofa.

Aberforth stood up and staggered towards the room upstairs, cursing his irresponsible brother in a low voice. If Dumbledore was there, he wouldn't have to work so hard... At least he wouldn't have to take care of Ariana alone day and night like now.

Thinking of this, Aberforth cursed even louder.

During this process, his voice was recorded by a small ear-shaped object in the corner.

Kyle was sitting in a secluded place outside, holding the other half of the retractable ear in his hand, and heard the entire process of him scolding Dumbledore.

I have to say, this resentment is really great. If the same surname did not limit Aberforth's output, he would probably have cursed even more foully.

Kyle didn't put away his retractable ears until he saw Aberforth walk into his room through the window and start doing his homework with a quill.

Fortunately, he didn't plan to go to the attic again, otherwise, he would have to make another trip.

Kyle then released the Billywig worm and let it go to the southern entrance of the valley. He then went to the barn and waited patiently inside.

After an unknown amount of time, the Billywig worm came back first. It flew to Kyle's side and kept gesticulating up and down, making a slight buzzing sound.

"You saw two wizards, didn't you?" Kyle asked.

The Billywig worm began to fly up and down again, appearing to be nodding.

In fact, it was nodding, but its wings were above its head and the movement was a little bigger.

There is no doubt that the two wizards coming from the south at this time are most likely Grindelwald and Dumbledore.

Kyle stood up and prepared to alert Dumbledore, but as soon as he left the barn, he saw Dumbledore standing outside.

"Professor, I was just about to come look for you," Kyle said. "They are almost back. Do you have any results?"

As he spoke, Kyle subconsciously looked towards Dumbledore's left.

Although Dumbledore seemed to be the only one outside, he could feel that Ariana was there too, and right next to him.

Sure enough, the next second, the air around Dumbledore suddenly fluctuated, and Ariana's face appeared from under the invisibility cloak.