Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 918 The eve of the war

In recent days, Knockturn Alley has become completely lively because of an article in the Daily Prophet.

The place that used to be deserted and deserted, with not a soul visible for several days, is now even more lively than the Diagon Alley next door.

Especially at the entrance of the Bojin-Bock store that was mentioned in particular, sneaky people wearing black hoods can be seen everywhere.

They all came here for their own purposes, but without exception, none of them saw the owner of Borgin-Bock.

Although the store was open, there was no one inside, and there was a chilly feeling after walking in.

It was as if someone had cast an amazingly powerful curse magic here.

Many of the people who came this time were dark wizards, and no one knew more about curse magic than them. They dared to conclude that something must have happened in Borgin-Bock's shop, and it was best not to get close.

But it was a rare trip, and they didn't want to go back in such despair, so they lingered nearby, waiting for some opportunity that might arise.

Of course, not everyone could bear their temper, and there were many people who forced their way into Borgin-Bock's store, but most of these wizards never came out again.

Occasionally, there are one or two lucky ones, but they are obviously missing some parts. Broken arms and missing legs are normal.

Only then can people remember that this is not a cold drink shop in Diagon Alley, but a real black magic shop.

There are usually huge dangers hidden in places like this, and even if they occasionally treat customers as commodities, it's not an unusual thing.

In other words, this is also a unique purchasing channel for black magic shop owners.

Gradually, few people dared to break into the Bojin-Bok store.

So they turned their attention to the reporter who wrote the report. Since the other party disclosed so many details in the Daily Prophet, she must know more.

After all, newspapers have limited space and it is impossible to write all the contents. What they want is some unknown and exclusive news.

Perhaps they can also deduce from the inconspicuous details where the mysterious wizard holding the crown has gone.

But here's the weird thing.

The reporter who wrote that story, Rita Skeeter, has been missing since the Daily Prophet was sent away.

A man left the newspaper office, and not even the Ministry of Magic could find any trace of him.

She didn't use Floo, Portkey, or Apparate, or even take the Knight Bus. She just disappeared inexplicably, and no one knew where she went.

Oh no, it should be said that most people don't know.

In a small, shabby wizarding pub in Wiltshire, Rita Skeeter hid herself in a large hooded cloak, trembling with excitement.

"It's so crazy, so crazy..." She said incoherently: "You are really a genius. You can fool so many people in just a few words, including the person who cannot even be named.

"Have you seen the way that old Bo Jin looked when he was being tortured? He was not a good person. He had no room to fight back in front of that person who must not even be named.

"To be honest, I was almost exposed at that time. I swear that person took a look into the cracks in the bricks where I was hiding... He must have noticed something. How scary, isn't it."

Rita Skeeter kept talking, pouring wine into her mouth one cup at a time. Thinking of those scarlet eyes, she couldn't help but shudder, and poured the remaining half bottle of brandy into her mouth in one breath. inside.

Although it was indeed dangerous at the time, it was also really exciting...

Not to mention that she also got first-hand exclusive information. Apart from her, Rita Skeeter, who else could hide under the nose of the mysterious man... No one, no one could do it except her.

Rita Skeeter sat there in a daze, feeling an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

"Yeah, it's scary," Kyle said softly, sitting next to her.

"Speaking of which, how did you come up with this idea?" Rita Skeeter couldn't help but be curious and asked: "With just a fake crown, the entire magical world was in chaos, and even that person Came out...and we became a household name overnight.

"Damn it, why didn't I think of this idea before? This is more useful than publishing tidbits about old wizards."

"Fake crown?" Kyle raised his eyebrows, reached out and grabbed it, and there was a shining silver crown in his hand.

"Who told you this was fake?"

On the front of the crown is a raven with its wings spread out, and in the middle is a huge blue gemstone, which shines brightly even in the dim environment.

"Of course it's a fake. Who doesn't know that the real crown has been lost for thousands of years..."

The closer she looked at the crown, the quieter Rita Skeeter's voice became.

Something's wrong, this thing doesn't feel... like it's fake.

She is not an ignorant witch, on the contrary, as one of the most popular (?) reporters of the Daily Prophet, she has been to the homes of many big shots.

Although it was not through formal channels, at least she went there and saw many precious magic items.

This crown gave her the feeling of a mysterious whirlpool of magic, attracting everything including magic.

This doesn't look like a fake...

Rita Skeeter's throat moved, and cold sweat began to flow on her forehead.

It couldn't be the real Ravenclaw diadem...she thought subconsciously.

From a certain point of view, she hoped that this was true. The Ravenclaw Diadem, which had disappeared for thousands of years, had reappeared. This was a good stunt and could completely occupy the front page of the Daily Prophet for many days in a row.

And she herself will be able to steal the show.

But the premise is that this thing appears in a safe place, such as Hogwarts, or the Ministry of Magic...

This kind of reporting can give her the best advantage.

But the current situation is that this thing is not in a fixed place, and everyone is looking for it.

In this case, she, the insider, would be in danger.

Those wizards who have ideas about the crown will find her, and will definitely use various means to get more information from her, including the person who must not even be named.

Thinking of the treatment she had seen old Borgin receive before, Rita Skeeter suddenly lost her composure. She looked at her surroundings stiffly, her eyes full of fear.

It seemed that the people around him would rise up in the next second and kill them on the spot.

"Don't be nervous, they won't notice us." Kyle continued to rub the crown.

Only then did Rita Skeeter realize that although there were people coming and going around, no one seemed to see the crown that Kyle was holding, and they were completely ignored.

"Is this true?" Rita Skeeter's voice was dry.

"Otherwise." Kyle said matter-of-factly, "A fake crown can't fool the mysterious man."

Rita Skeeter shuddered.

"Weren't you quite calm before?" Kyle glanced at her, "You dared to watch the mysterious man interrogating Bo Jin at close range. Why weren't you afraid at that time?"

"No, it's different..." Rita Skeeter poured herself another large glass of wine.

The crown was fake. If she was caught, the most she could do was apologize, and the matter would be over in two days.

Anyway, this is not the first time she has published such sensational articles, and she may not even need to apologize.

But if the crown is real, she becomes a mobile vault key. How can this be the same!

Rita Skeeter drank harder, trying to numb herself.

Kyle watched from the side and didn't stop her. It wasn't until she couldn't drink anymore that he slowly said, "Go on. They worked so hard to find the crown, and they always have to give some more clues."

"I won't do it!" Rita Skeeter refused without hesitation, "Damn it, if I had known this was true, I wouldn't have done that favor before."

"Forget it." Kyle sighed, "Tell me, if they knew Rita Skeeter's Animagus was a beetle, how long would it take to find you."

"you…"

"Also, do you think if I cancel the concealment magic now, will they try to steal the crown?" Kyle looked around at the wizards who were hiding their heads and faces, and it seemed that they were not good people.

He casually thrust the crown into Rita Skeeter's hand, then smiled, picked up the wand and flicked it.

"How can I help you?" Rita Skeeter blurted out as the drunkenness disappeared from her eyes.

"Wise choice." Kyle lowered his wand.

"Damn it." Rita Skeeter glared at Kyle angrily. "I've helped you so many times, but you still threaten me!"

"How about an exclusive interview as compensation," Kyle said.

"What interview?"

"It's hard to say now." Kyle thought for a moment, "But I won't let you down."

"I believe you again," Rita Skeeter said through gritted teeth. She seems to have no second choice now. If she agrees, she can still get some advantages. If she doesn't agree, there will be nothing. Of course, Rita Skeeter knows how she wants to choose.

And... after getting the crown, she was even more sure that it was genuine.

She felt her heart beating faster and faster, and couldn't help but want to put on the crown. As long as she wore this crown...she could inherit the wisdom of Ravenclaw and become the smartest person in the world.

As long as she wears the crown, she will definitely be able to write articles that everyone can't stop...

"I advise you not to do this."

In a daze, Rita Skeeter seemed to hear Kyle's voice. She found that she had raised the crown to her eyes, and she could put it on with a little more.

"How about giving it a try." She suddenly thought in her mind.

Ravenclaw's diadem is worth wearing even once.

"I wouldn't do this if I were you." Kyle's voice came again, as if he could see through her thoughts.

In fact, this is not difficult. Everyone who has won the crown almost has the same idea. It is really easy to guess.

"I know what you are thinking." Kyle continued: "How about you guess, why I don't wear it, or do you think I don't know that this crown can bring wisdom."

Rita Skeeter was stunned for a moment, yes, if this is true, why isn't Kyle wearing it?

"I can only say that the crown brings wisdom, but it is also a curse. I even suspect that except Ravenclaw, anyone else who wears the crown will be tortured crazy by it."

Rita Skeeter didn't understand what Kyle meant. She just felt the crown disappear with a light hand.

This gave her a huge sense of gap.

Take it back... She couldn't help but have this idea, but her remaining sense told her that it was best not to do this.

"How can I help you?" Rita Skeeter asked again, trying to distract herself.

"Same as before, write another article and tell them that the crown has appeared again." Kyle said, "Oh, by the way, remember to add your feelings this time, which is how you felt when you just got the crown."

"Why?"

"It adds credibility," Kyle said.

“…”

"Where's the location?"

"This is it. A bar similar to Knockturn Alley is quite suitable."

"Can I ask why you did this?" Rita Skeeter couldn't help but asked. She had just wanted to ask, what good would it do to Kyle to use the crown to attract everyone's attention?

"Are you sure you want to know?" Kyle took the wand and waved it lightly, "In order to attract the mysterious man and then find an opportunity to kill him again, how about this answer?"

Something seemed to disappear around them. The sparkling crown suddenly attracted everyone's attention, and the originally messy bar suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

But the next second!

"Crack!"

With a crisp explosion, Kyle wore the crown and used phantom movement to disappear.

A second later, the bar erupted into a more noisy and chaotic sound than before.

"Merlin's beard, what did I just see."

"The crown, that person must be holding the Ravenclaw crown."

"Haha, I'm so lucky, it's mine!"

"Dream, that's what I saw first, it should belong to me!"

"Do you want to die?"

The bar was in chaos, some people were quarreling over a verbal affiliation, and some of the smarter ones were already trying to use Apparition to chase Kyle.

A beetle landed dangling on a tree outside the bar.

This beetle is of course Rita Skeeter, who still hasn't recovered from what Kyle just said.

Kill the mysterious man again, is this true?

Dumbledore is dead...how dare he.

And if I know his thoughts, will I be implicated...

Oh, damn!

Why did she ask that question so much?

Thinking of Voldemort's unreasonable character, Rita Skeeter's face became even more ugly, and she wanted to slap herself.

…

At the same time, Kyle, who left the bar, also returned to Hogsmeade.

He turned two places along the way, which greatly increased the difficulty of tracking him. Unless the Ministry of Magic also intervened in the investigation, others would not be able to trace his route at all.

Kyle walked through the streets of Hogsmeade, hurrying back to Hogwarts.

He had only been away for a few days, but the changes in the castle were visible to the naked eye.

First of all, the whole castle has become depressing, and there are two new professors who don't know what they are called.

"They look really ugly." Kyle looked at the two arrogant wizards standing in front of Professor McGonagall and couldn't help but frown.

I have to say that Voldemort's aesthetics are getting worse and worse.

Death Eaters such as Bellatrix and Antonin before were a little crazy, but at least they looked decent, and they could put on a good show even when they were out.

Now these new Death Eaters...Kyle wondered if they were related to the ghouls, as they looked like the black magic was backlashing them.

Maybe Voldemort thinks that such people look more friendly...after all, he himself is like that.

Kyle shook his head and walked straight over.

"Professor McGonagall, I'm almost done here. Isn't the student evacuation plan ready yet?"

"Okay." After seeing Kyle, Professor McGonagall immediately ignored the two people in front of him, "But Kyle, do you have to be so anxious? The N.E.W.T exam is coming soon, and we must at least let the seventh grade students graduate smoothly. "

"What are you talking about!" A Death Eater with asymmetrical horns on his head asked sternly: "And who are you!"

"I'm afraid not, Professor." Kyle paid no attention to what he meant, shook his head and said, "I guess Voldemort hasn't shown up since he was recovering from his injuries. Now is our best chance to deal with him.

"As for the N.E.W.T., just ask the Ministry of Magic to retake it once. It's not a big deal."

"Hey, you guys..."

"If that's the case, then fine," said Professor McGonagall. "The Hogwarts Express is not safe. I have chartered the Knight Bus. That bus is very special. After modification, it should be able to transport all the students."

"It will be waiting in Hogsmeade, just wave your wand using the Invisibility Charm gesture and it will appear."

"Enough!"

The horned wizard finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly: "Answer me Minerva McGonagall, what on earth do you want to do, if you don't want a few students to die suddenly."

"You are planning to send away the students blatantly in front of us." Another wizard also said in a sinister tone: "What do you think we are, air?

"I will tell the Dark Lord all this, you are just waiting to be..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly trembled and then fell to the ground stiffly, with his face still on the ground.

"Oh, that must hurt." Kyle muttered softly: "If you didn't remind me, I would have forgotten to take care of you two."

"Bang!"

There was another sound, and another person followed closely, lying on top of him.

"What's wrong with them?" Professor McGonagall was startled by this sudden scene.

Just when she was about to take action, the two Death Eaters fell down early.

"Maybe he is sleepy. I have seen many dark wizards who like to sleep anywhere." Kyle said casually, reaching out his hand to catch the Bowtruckle that jumped up.

There is also a small tooth sword stuck on its waist, which looks like a knight.

Professor McGonagall gave the Bowtruckle a strange look, but didn't think too much about it and turned around and walked into the school.

Professor McGonagall's character has always been resolute. Now that he has decided to evacuate the students, there is nothing to hesitate.

As for the two Death Eaters, she was reassured by Kyle's presence.

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(End of chapter)