Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Chapter 987 Rozier's Action
"how do you feel."

On the first weekend of the new school year, Hagrid specially invited Kyle to have a drink at the Three Broomsticks, and curiously asked him about his feelings about his first alchemy class yesterday.

"It's okay. It wasn't that smooth, but it's not terrible." Kyle took the glass of butterbeer he offered.

Everyone has no basic knowledge, so we are at the same starting line. But this also has its advantages. We just need to follow the steps and start from the most basic.

He also discovered that almost all the students who chose the alchemy class were from Muggle families, with only two from wizard families.

Students from Muggle families are good. Although their basic knowledge is a bit weak, or almost non-existent, they have no stereotypes about Hogwarts and maintain great enthusiasm and curiosity towards every course.

Kyle had stunned them with just a few trinkets he'd stolen from Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes.

Especially after seeing the fist-sized, flying, fire-breathing Hungarian Horntail and the lifelike wizard chess, the eyes of several third-grade kids turned red. They sat there screaming and wishing they could start learning alchemy right away.

"That's good. I was worried that you would be nervous." Hagrid sat down next to Kyle.

"I was so nervous during my first class that I couldn't sleep for several nights."

"Hagrid, are you mistaken..." Kyle glanced at him, "I just changed the subject. It's not my first time teaching students."

"That's different." Hagrid waved his hand. "Before, you were just a substitute teacher. It's different from now. You are a full professor now."

Kyle didn't say anything, mainly because he couldn't figure out what was different about this.

But seeing Hagrid's confident look, he did not refute it, but turned his attention to the Daily Prophet beside him.

Originally he just wanted to see if the turmoil in the Hogwarts alchemy class had subsided, but he was suddenly attracted by a photo on the front page.

The photo showed a strange wizard with disheveled hair and a crazy look, a bit like the photo of Sirius after he escaped from prison.

There is also a bold and eye-catching title above.

[Nurmengard, is it a treasure or a scam by a mysterious person?]

"What is this?" Kyle blurted out.

"What?" Hagrid also looked at the newspaper. "Oh, the Daily Prophet was delivered just this morning. I used it to wrap walnuts."

"Can you lend it to me?"

"Of course, whatever you want."

"Thank you." Kyle took the newspaper and read the content on the front page carefully.

"Most people don't seem to realise that the Ministry of Magic has not been at peace since the Battle of Hogwarts, especially in Cornwall where there have been a number of small-scale wars recently.

"We're already dealing with it, and we have no further comment," said a surly Auror, who wished to remain anonymous, upon returning to the Ministry yesterday.

However, it has been confirmed that the ongoing unrest is actually related to a mysterious hearing.

Although the spokesman of the Ministry of Magic still refuses to acknowledge the contents of the hearing so far, many people in the wizarding world know that the thing they want to keep secret is the Horcrux, which is also an important factor in the comeback of He Who Must Not Be Named after more than ten years.

It is said that a Death Eater attempted to escape after the You-Know-Who was defeated and stole a map from his collection...

……

The article is very long and almost fills up an entire page.

By the time Kyle was halfway there, Hagrid had already finished two pints of mead.

"If you ask me, that map is a complete lie." He unscrewed the last bottle of mead and burped.

"A map that records the method of making Horcruxes... How could the You-Know-Who hand over such an important thing to an unknown Death Eater?

"To be honest, I've never even seen the man in the photo. Maybe he's not even a Death Eater..."

"He is definitely not a Death Eater." Kyle looked up from the photo and said, "Because he is a wizard from Norway, and he just came to Britain a month ago.

"Hagrid, you haven't even read the whole thing."

Hagrid burped.

He really didn't. After seeing the words "treasure left by a mysterious man", he simply packed the walnuts with newspaper.

He didn't believe that Voldemort would leave any treasure behind. Even if there was, it must be fake, a scam to lure others into it.

So in his opinion, this news must be false, and the Daily Prophet was talking nonsense again.

Why should he care about a useless fake news?

Hagrid drank the last of his bottle of mead nonchalantly.

Kyle continued reading the second half of the newspaper.

“…According to reports, the battle for the map ended a few days ago, and no one knows who the winner is. The only news we can get now is that a group of wizards suddenly disappeared and are nowhere to be found.

"Intrepid reporter Rita Skeeter ventures into the chaos of Cornwall, using her wits and unparalleled powers of Transfiguration to get the latest news.

"A treasure map is actually a map with a mysterious place marked on it... Nurmengard."

The front page ends here.

Kyle turned to the second edition and found that it was full of introductions to Nurmengard and Grindelwald.

Kyle took a look and found that there were many exaggerations in it, such as Grindelwald once summoned a Patronus as big as a giant.

This is actually the record of the invincible Andros. Only he can summon the giant guardian, but it was attributed to Grindelwald.

Later, the fateful battle between Dumbledore and Grindelwald lasted for seven days and seven nights, and even the process was written down.

"The sky was dark, night and day alternated, golden light was looming in the night sky, and invisible spells whistled past my ears..."

It's fascinating, but also a little fake.

To be honest, battles between wizards rarely last this long, let alone Dumbledore and Grindelwald. Even if it was just two alchemical tools, they would explode if they used the Seven Days Spell in succession.

If Kyle guessed correctly, this description should be of a Quidditch match.

The golden streamer is the Golden Snitch... two invisible spells, a Bludger?
With this change, everything becomes much clearer.

Rita Skeeter must have read a copy of Quidditch Weekly.

Well, people who see this might just laugh and then throw it away like waste paper like Hagrid did.

But if you don't see it, you might really be fooled.

At this time, the door of the Three Broomsticks was pushed open, and a man walked in from outside. He first looked around the store, and then sat down in an empty seat in the corner.

The jingle of the doorbell caught Hagrid's attention and he turned to look outside.

"Is it almost noon already?" Hagrid stood up and said, "I need to go to the Forbidden Forest this afternoon. Let's go back."

"I want to discuss something with Fred later," Kyle said, "You go back first."

Hagrid nodded, didn't care, and left the Three Broomsticks on his own.

There was nothing strange about the fact that Kyle often came here to visit the two Weasley brothers.

After Hagrid left, Kyle did not go to Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes, but continued to sit there.

A moment later, a witch came over and sat in the position where Hagrid had been.

"Long time no see, Rita." Kyle looked up.

"Long time no see." Rita Skeeter changed into a new handbag, which seemed to be made of dragon leather. "I must thank you for providing me with such exciting news." She said thank you, but her tone was not particularly excited, but a little hesitant.

But she hid it well.

"The legendary Nurmengard and Grindelwald, you don't know, the number of replies I received is second only to the previous Battle of Hogwarts."

"As long as you are satisfied." Kyle smiled.

"But there's one thing I don't understand." He opened the newspaper and pointed to the exaggerated content on the second page.

"Aren't you afraid of being exposed if you make up such a story?"

"I'm not afraid." Rita Skeeter said as a matter of course: "Can anyone guarantee that Grindelwald will not be able to summon a giant Patronus?

"Also, who saw the fight between Dumbledore and Grindelwald?"

"No one saw it, so it's totally fine for me to say that. Besides, most people don't care about that. They're more concerned about whether someone has created a new Horcrux."

Kyle was stunned for a moment and found that what she said made sense.

"Ok."

"What are the coordinates of that group of people? When are you going to release them?" Kyle changed the subject and asked, "They shouldn't have gotten too far by now."

"On a deserted island near France," Rita Skeeter said without thinking, as if those people were always under her control.

No, it should be under "her" control.

"That's great. Write down the location in more detail. I should be able to hook a few more who are waiting and let them catch another wave.

"After that, the British wizarding world should be completely peaceful for a while."

Rita Skeeter didn't say anything. She looked at Kyle opposite her. She didn't know what she remembered and suddenly shuddered.

This was true for him and for the witch as well.

Those dark wizards who claimed to be the winners were all vicious and ruthless, but at this moment they seemed to be tied by a string, and every step they took was exposed.

Rita Skeeter even suspected that Kyle introduced her to the witch not out of friendship or cooperation, but because he thought her Animagus form was hidden enough to be tracked easily without arousing suspicion.

After all, other people don’t know their route and destination.

Apart from anything else, if the location of the island where they are hiding is exposed, those people will become suspicious of each other, and even fight and kill each other.

Rita Skeeter glanced at Kyle again. Although he had not participated in the whole process, he had guessed the witch's plan.

What is this, tacit understanding?

Rita Skeeter shook her head and stopped thinking about these messy things.

"She said it's not the right time yet and she needs to wait a little longer."

"Then let's wait a little longer." Kyle didn't care.

Since Rozier is fully responsible, he will not interfere too much and find things for himself to do.

"Then why did you come to see me this time?"

"I need a guarantee." Rita Skeeter hesitated.

She had originally wanted to see Kyle for something else, but suddenly changed her mind and said seriously:
“I don’t want to be like those guys.”

She wanted to say that she didn't know how those guys died, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back and didn't say them out loud.

"Are you afraid?"

"I can't help being afraid," she said, without the slightest embarrassment.

"I trust you, but that witch doesn't look like a kind-hearted person. I have reason to suspect that after she finishes her own business, she doesn't mind crushing a weak beetle."

Rita Skeeter was so bold before because she relied on her illegal Animagus status.

The beetle is so small that you can't even see it if you don't look closely.

But now, this identity seems to be of no use.

Although the witch was so old, her eyesight was not blurry. Instead, she recognized the beetle she had transformed into at the first sight.

She didn't even know where she had revealed her weakness before she was caught in the hand.

"I can give you a letter." Kyle said softly, "If she wants to kill you, you can give her this letter."

"Does it work?"

"uncertain."

"What did you say?!"

"Don't look at me like that." Kyle shrugged. "I've only met her a few times. We're not close enough to change her mind with just a letter."

"Then what's the point of you writing to me?"

"Let's try it." Kyle said, "I don't think she cares about you that much. Anyway, there doesn't seem to be any difference between killing you and letting you go."

Rita Skeeter was silent.

"You can refuse, it's your freedom." Kyle said, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. If you just say you don't want to do it, I will immediately find someone else to go to Nurmengard."

Rita Skeeter still didn't speak, probably because she was hesitating.

But when Kyle mentioned the place called Nurmengard, her expression suddenly became struggling, and even her body was shaking.

"You just said... Nurmengard, is it real?"

"Of course."

"Do you know the location?"

“Yes, those people had the real map of Nurmengard, which is also where they were going.

"If they are lucky, they can even meet Grindelwald himself, the legendary wizard from seventy years ago..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Rita Skeeter suddenly took a deep breath!

"I must be going crazy!" She stood up suddenly and bumped the chair behind her.

Fortunately, today is not Hogsmeade Day, and there are not many people in the Three Broomsticks.

Afterwards, Rita Skeeter seemed to be afraid that she would regret it, so she turned around and left.

"Don't forget your letter. You must give it to me as soon as possible!"

"Don't worry," Kyle said.

He actually wanted to tell Rita Skeeter that he could just write the letter now and let her take it directly, without having to take an extra step.

But at this time, the other person had already left the Three Broomsticks and disappeared.

……

(End of this chapter)