Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 895 Heavy Trust

Late in the middle of the night, there was a vague cry from the village of St. Catchpore, which seemed to come from the burrow, but if you listened carefully, the sound disappeared again.

　　Maybe it’s the ghoul in the attic, Kyle thought to himself, but didn’t pay much attention.

There is an old-fashioned ghoul living in the attic of the Burrow. The name of this thing is quite deceiving, but in fact it is just a XX level magical animal, the same level as the bowtruckle. It feeds on foxes and moths. .

Even the Bowtruckle has sharp fingers, but the most lethal weapon of the ghouls is probably their name.

Maybe it can scare little wizards who don’t know the truth.

If you don’t mind their scary appearance, keeping one as a pet in your attic or barn is a good idea.

Anyway, the Weasley family got along well with the ghoul.

 Ignoring the sounds coming from outside, Kyle closed the window and went to sleep.

 At midnight, it started to rain outside.

All the lights in the village were extinguished. The moon was hidden behind dark clouds, and the only light that occasionally showed was obscured by the falling rain.

Behind the Kyle family's house, there is a hill that is not high. Climb over it and walk a little way forward, which is the windmill house of the Lovegood family.

 Because this is a relatively remote place in St. Catchpore Village, not many people come here under normal circumstances.

At this time, on the top of the mountain, a black shadow flashed past, heading straight towards the Burrow, but the next second, the black shadow suddenly stopped.

Suddenly there were two bright purple lights in front of him, like two precious purple gems, shining in the dim moonlight, and like beacons in the dark night, making people subconsciously want to get closer.

 The shadow was attracted, and he unconsciously opened his legs and walked in one direction. Even when he reached the edge of the top of the mountain, he had no intention of stopping.

After a while, the top of the mountain became quiet again, and the two purple lights disappeared. All traces were washed away by the pouring rain, as if nothing had happened.

 …

 Early the next morning, Kyle yawned and went downstairs.

  Cat Leopard was lying on the sofa in the living room, licking his fur leisurely, while staring at the little cat at home.

This is the first time Tom has seen a cat leopard. It is difficult for him to understand how a cat can grow so big and have six legs.

Mao Leopard also didn’t understand why the ball-like creature in front of him had a head so similar to his own.

The footsteps on the stairs interrupted their gaze. Cat Leopard subconsciously turned his head and glanced at Kyle.

 For a moment, Kyle felt even more sleepy, as if there were two lead **** hanging from his eyelids.

 “Hey, don’t use hypnosis here.”

 Mao Leopard's eyelids flickered, and the original purple pupils were instantly replaced by orange.

 “Ouch!”

Tom let out a scream of terror, his tail stood up, he opened the door in panic and rushed into the kitchen.

Kyle smacked his lips. The cat was not afraid of hypnosis, but he was so responsive to mind-reading abilities. Could this guy have any secrets?

Mao Leopard barked lazily, jumped off the sofa and followed him into the kitchen.

A few minutes later, accompanied by Tom's heart-rending scream, Cat Leopard came out with his mouth puffed out, and there was still a faint scent of Motla rat meat.

This has completely wiped out Tom's little treasury. No wonder it is so sharp.

But Kyle didn't care. With Tom's size, a few hungry meals wouldn't hurt.

Kyle waved his wand casually, sat at the dining table and rubbed his face.

Two slices of bread flew out of the kitchen. The egg liquid broke through the eggshell and was sandwiched into the middle of the bread together with bacon and seasonings. It flew slowly to the table. When it landed on the plate, the bread had changed from white to beautiful. It's burnt yellow and has bursts of aroma.

Kyle grabbed it and took a bite... It tasted like a standard sandwich, nothing special, but it was more convenient.

Chris has gone to the Ministry of Magic.

 After Kyle had a simple breakfast, he was also ready to go there.

 If possible, he would like to make his shop regular as soon as possible.

But before going out, Cat Leopard suddenly stopped in front of him and whimpered lazily.

"Did someone come yesterday?" Kyle frowned and immediately gave up his plan to go to the Ministry of Magic. He instead walked towards the hill to the north, and saw a familiar black pocket among the leaves and twigs at the foot of the hill. cap.

 …

 Due to some delays due to some trivial matters, it was almost noon by the time Kyle arrived at the Ministry of Magic.

Chris was in his office and seemed to be prepared. When he saw Kyle, he took out a piece of parchment signed by Amelia Bones.

The above content is also very simple. A total of seven vaguely defined items can be sold legally, but they do not include Mobik squid ink.

"Quill pens are easy to talk about." Chris explained: "Thunderbirds are absolutely prohibited from trade in the Americas, but Europe is not so strict, but ink..."

Chris paused before continuing: "Bones wants to acquire this batch of ink on behalf of the Ministry of Magic."

 “Huh?” Kyle raised his eyebrows.

“Because of the special characteristics of Mobik squid ink,” Chris said, “the ink made from it can last for thousands of years and does not fade, so it is very suitable for writing important bills and signing documents.”

“I understand, it’s just a facade.” Kyle nodded.

"That's true." Chris said, "Romania has dragon blood ink, and Ilvermorny also provides their Ministry of Magic with high-quality snake vine ink... Although these things can only be regarded as embellishments, they are also very important in a sense. important."

“Then what did we use before?” Kyle asked curiously,

“The ink provided by Mr. Scamander is also a type of dragon’s blood ink.” Chris said, “But in terms of quality, it is definitely not as good as Mobik squid ink.”

“What about the price? Minister Bones won’t deliberately lower the price.”

"The original price is probably unlikely." Chris thought for a moment and said, "But it won't be too low. After all, you just did a big favor to the Ministry of Magic."

"Okay, I will go to Minister Bones when the time comes." Kyle just thought for a moment and agreed.

After all, with the price of that thing, it would be difficult to sell it even if it was placed in a store. Cooperating with the Ministry of Magic is also a good choice.

Moreover, Bones, unlike Fudge, is not a shameless character, and her favors are quite valuable.

Kyle took the piece of parchment, folded it and put it in his pocket.

“Are you really back in 1899?” Chris suddenly lowered his voice and asked.

"Yes." Kyle said, "Where else did those things come from? Moreover, I also invested in the Fire Dragon Sanctuary. The six thousand Galleons you saw before are the share of this hundred years."

Chris pursed his lips. Although he had heard the whole process from Dumbledore, he still felt a little incredible.

Going back a hundred years at the cost of a magic stone was a bit too exaggerated, and he couldn't even think of it.

"What did you experience at that time?" He asked curiously: "Did you see anyone special?"

“Does Grindelwald count?” Kyle said. There is no wizard more special than this one.

Chris shuddered, "Forget it, is there any more?"

 Obviously, he is not interested in Grindelwald.

"And... he is probably Harry Potter's great-great-grandfather." Kyle said, "We had a very happy conversation, and he also wanted me to be the godfather of his child, but it's a pity that there is not enough time."

Chris trembled again and thought about the relationship in his mind.

“You mean you almost became James’ grandfather’s godfather?”

 He was not familiar with Harry, but he was classmates with that James Potter.

　　The famous foursome of the Predators, not many people didn’t know about them when they were in school.

Diana was even friends with Lily Evans, and he and James also had some friendship, but not much.

 As a Hufflepuff in the standard sense, he doesn’t really like some of the behaviors of the ‘predators’…except, of course, Lily Evans.

"James Potter's grandfather...that's okay." Kyle nodded.

 “Fortunately you didn’t succeed.” Chris said with lingering fear.

"What's the meaning."

“Because your mother and James’ wife are friends, and he and I are also classmates.” Chris said, “If you really become James’ grandfather’s godfather, then who are we?”

"Hey, let's talk about it ourselves." Kyle waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

I call you dad, but you call me great-grandfather? Kyle didn't know if this name was correct, but that's what it meant.

“Haha.” Chris laughed dryly, “Do you dare to follow me to the Department of Mysteries now and repeat what you just said.”

 “I don’t dare.” Kyle blurted out.

 Kyle was so happy that Chris didn’t know how to answer the question. After thinking about it, he decided to skip the topic.

 To say it any further would be a bit contrary to Tiangang.

And to be honest, he didn't dare to take Kyle to the Department of Mysteries now. Diana was definitely opposed to Kyle using the time turner, let alone a span of up to a hundred years. If she knew it, she would suffer too...at least she wouldn't know it from him.

 “Do you want to go to Hogwarts and be a professor?” Chris changed the subject in an extremely stiff manner.

 “Go to Hogwarts to be a professor?”

“Vice Principal Dumbledore asked me to tell you.” Chris looked at Kyle, “He said that Hogwarts is currently short of people, and you happen to be a suitable candidate.”

 “I don’t want to, I won’t go, it’s impossible!” Kyle simply said no three times.

“Why?” Chris was puzzled. “I think it’s good to be a professor at Hogwarts. I’m still the youngest professor. You can give them whatever homework you want.”

Kyle still shook his head.

Professors at Hogwarts are basically fixed, and only one position is frequently lacking.

 Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

This year-to-year position that has lasted for decades is really a bit evil. For such a long time, Snape was the only one to break the cycle of annual relocation and successfully teach for more than one year.

 But he also paid a price.

The last time they met, Kyle noticed that Snape had some weakness in his right leg and was limping when he walked.

  Isn’t it comfortable to open a shop in Diagon Alley? Why did he have to run over and curse... Kyle didn't want to compete with Snape for his job just yet.

But soon he realized another situation. It was fine before, but why was Hogwarts suddenly short of people? What happened to Snape?

 Should it be...

"Probably not!" Kyle shook his head and muttered in his heart.

Snape is at Hogwarts. If something happens there, Chris will not be as calm as he is now.

 Forget it, for Kangna's sake, let's go and see it.

Kyle thought about changing his body and heading out.

“Molly asked us to go to the Burrow for dinner tonight,” Chris said. “Don’t forget it.”

 “I’m not going.” Kyle stopped and said.

 “You won’t go back tonight?”

"Hmm." Kyle said, "I want to tidy up the store. I have been living in Diagon Alley recently."

 Speaking of this, Kyle thought of the Death Eater found at the foot of the mountain.

He didn't know why the Death Eaters appeared in the village of St. Catchpole, but it was most likely that they came for him.

　　If he didn't go back, nothing would happen. Only one day after he returned, Death Eaters had touched him?

If this is a coincidence, it is a bit too coincidental.

"Dad, please pay attention recently. St. Catchpol Village may not be very safe." Kyle said seriously.

“What’s wrong?” Chris frowned and asked.

“Death Eaters passed by last night,” Kyle said.

Chris stood up suddenly, "What did you say?"

"Ah, it's okay now." Kyle quickly explained: "Cat Leopard discovered him in advance, and the matter has been resolved."

Chris did not relax because of this, on the contrary, his frown deepened.

 “Is this coming for you?”

"It's possible." Kyle nodded, "To be honest, I've messed with mysterious people too many times recently."

Chris was already a little confused about what to say, and at the same time, he was even more curious about what Kyle had done, and he could actually say something like "I've provoked a lot of mysterious people recently."

 You know, most of them have never even seen the mysterious man!

"It doesn't matter, we can place the Loyalty Charm." Chris rubbed his forehead, "No, you go to Hogwarts now, that is the safest place."

"No need, I don't want to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor." Kyle pouted, "If that doesn't work, I can go to No. 12 Grimmauld Place."

“Then build another house on the edge of the Forbidden Forest and be Hagrid’s neighbor.”

Chris didn't seem to hear the second half of Kyle's words at all, and said to himself: "You don't understand the horror of the mysterious man. Unless you are willing to stay in the house protected by the Loyalty Curse, otherwise, give me the old man." Go to Hogwarts honestly.

“…No wonder Dumbledore suddenly told me that. I’m afraid he had the same idea.”

"I think I understand quite a bit." Kyle muttered softly.

 During this period, he has faced Voldemort twice in a row. It can be said that apart from Dumbledore, he is the person who has had the most contact with Voldemort.

But looking at the serious look on Chris's face, Kyle also knew that he probably wouldn't agree to living in Diagon Alley.

 As for staying in the house all the time…

"I'd better go to Hogwarts." Kyle compromised. "Principal McGonagall may not welcome me very much."

Chris's face twitched. Although he didn't know what happened again, he was already a little surprised.

“Then you and Hagrid can be neighbors, and you can help him if you have nothing to do. Anyway, you are not short of money now, so just think of it as a holiday for yourself.”

Kyle shrugged, noncommittal.

  He couldn't refuse anyway.

 After leaving Chris’s office, Kyle went to the minister’s office on the first floor to discuss the ink issue with Amelia Bones.

 The process went quite smoothly.

Bones wanted to buy all the ink at 50% off the market price. After simple bargaining, he finally priced it at 30% off, as well as another favor from the minister.

 Both parties are very satisfied.

By the time I finished everything, it was almost evening.

Chris didn’t go anywhere. When Kyle was in the minister’s office, he stayed outside and followed him to the village of Hogsmeade.

 “Dad, where is the trust between us?”

On the streets of Hogsmeade, Kyle looked at Chris who was not leaving, and couldn't help but said: "Can I still run?"

“Who knows,” Chris said. “It’s not impossible.”

"That said, if I really have this idea, I can come out when I get to Hogwarts." Kyle looked at the warthog gate in the distance, "There is no guard there."

"I know." Chris said, "I respect your ideas. No matter what you want to do, there must be corresponding reasons and careful consideration. I will not try to interfere with you with words of experience."

What a heavy trust.

Kyle was a little moved.

 But the next second, he heard Chris continue.

"But I still have to watch you walk into Hogwarts with my own eyes... Even if you run out later, I can still explain it to your mother."

 …

“So you asked me to come to Hogwarts not because you were worried about me, but just to give an explanation to my mother?” The feeling in Kyle’s heart disappeared instantly.

 Sure enough, he should not have unrealistic illusions.

"Otherwise." Chris said, "You can go back a hundred years ago and rescue Dumbledore, you can face the mysterious man in the Heshidry Islands and escape unharmed, and you can even get a certificate of legal dragon raising. These things There's nothing I can do, so there's no need for me to worry..."

 “You know everything?”

"Dumbledore told me." Chris sighed, "I didn't expect that you were the one who did what happened in the Heshidry Islands. Mr. Scamander and I scolded you a lot at the time."

"Hehe." Kyle sneered, "I didn't mean to hide it on purpose, I just don't know how to say it. If you don't go through Professor Dumbledore, you might have a hard time believing this is the truth."

 “Indeed,” Chris said.

　　　Even when Dumbledore told him what happened, his first reaction was not to believe it.

 Until Dumbledore showed him the memories in the pensieve...

It’s incredible.

"Oh, and your certificate of legal dragon raising..." Chris seemed to want to say something else, but after hesitating for a moment, he still shook his head, "Forget it, you can figure it out yourself. I just hope you don't destroy the Forbidden Forest. Yes, that place is a natural barrier for Hogwarts, which is quite important."

 “Don’t worry, I know what’s going on.”

 “Hopefully.”

 …

 (End of this chapter)