Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 921 The Battle of Hogwarts

When Fred and George found Kyle in the foyer, he was busy looking for the younger students.

I don't know who leaked the news. The students knew the rumors that Voldemort was coming to Hogwarts before they evacuated the school.

As a result, some students with a strong sense of justice immediately decided to stay and live and die with Hogwarts.

They tried their best to sneak out of the evacuation team and hide in various corners of the school. The professors were too busy sending most of them away and had no time to look for them one by one.

So the task of finding them out fell to Kyle, the most idle person in the school.

When Fred and George came over, he was already followed by three little ones with their heads lowered.

"It's okay for the fifth and sixth graders who want to stay. Why are you two graders joining in the fun?" Kyle said with a dark face: "You are not as tall as a Death Eater. What can you do if you stay..."

"Poke them in the **** with the wand..." A young voice said softly: "My wand is made of iron birch, but it is very hard."

"You have ambitions." Kyle extended a thumb, "But you still can't stay."

"Why!"

"Because I'm a professor, I have the final say!" Kyle kicked them one by one to Professor Sinistra who was waiting at the gate of the castle.

The astronomy professor would then take them to Hogsmeade.

Although the Knight Bus has left, Professor McGonagall has also prepared another way to get out of here.

Those who are older will appear as followers and will be taken away directly by the shopkeeper in Hogsmeade, while those who are younger will ride on the flying broomstick.

The process may not be that comfortable, but the Knight Bus is not much better, it’s pretty much the same.

"Hey, Kyle!" Fred said hello, and before he could say anything else, he was pulled over by Kyle, whose eyes were shining.

Finding people in Hogwarts... This is a job tailor-made for Fred and George. They know exactly where to hide people.

This was indeed the case. With the addition of Fred and George, Kyle's work efficiency increased several times, and he quickly found the few remaining people in the castle.

Ginny was among them. She was also underage. Fred and George wanted to let her go, but unfortunately, Mrs. Weasley happened to come over.

"You're not old enough!" She frowned at Ginny and said, "I won't allow it."

"Why can you do that Ron!" Ginny yelled unwillingly.

"He's an adult, but you're not, so you have to go home!" Mrs. Weasley said, grabbing her arm.

Ginny struggled to free herself from her mother's grasp.

"No, I'm from Dumbledore's Army..."

“…It was just a teenage gang!”

"That's also a gang of teenagers who are ready to compete with the mysterious man." Fred tried to put in a good word for his sister, "No one else has the guts to do that."

"Shut up, she's only sixteen!" Mrs. Weasley turned her head angrily, "She's still too young, what do you two think...actually they collaborated to hide it from me!"

"Oh, Mom, it's none of my business." George decisively betrayed Fred and bought himself a moment of peace.

Kyle didn't even look at them, and squeezed past Mrs. Weasley without looking back.

"Oh, I almost forgot that Professor McGonagall seems to have something to do with me."

"I'll go with you!" George followed quickly.

Of course, one can survive at this time.

Brotherhood? That's not important.

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The two of them returned downstairs again. Just now, there seemed to be a lot more people here.

The enchanted ceiling of the auditorium was dark and shimmering with looming stars. There were many people with disheveled hair and traveling cloaks sitting at the four long tables below.

It seemed that they were all graduates who hurried back after receiving the news. Some were looking forward to it, while others were nervous. But those who were willing to come back to Hogwarts at this time were all very determined.

Professor Sinistra was walking back and forth, almost becoming the busiest of all the people present.

"Kyle, what are we going to do next?" George asked eagerly, mainly because he wanted to find a reason to leave the castle now to avoid being retaliated by Fred later.

"us…"

"It seems I'm not late." A voice interrupted Kyle.

Two beautiful witches were standing side by side at the door of the auditorium.

"Kanna?" Kyle blinked, thinking he had seen it wrong, "How did you..."

"Is it strange to see me?" Kangna and Fleur came over and asked.

"To be honest, kind of," Kyle said.

He had guessed that this would happen. Kangna's character meant that she would not be able to stand by and watch Voldemort's affairs, and she would definitely come back.

However, their fight this time was almost a temporary one. Before that, everyone thought that Voldemort was still looking for the whereabouts of the Ravenclaw Diadem, and no one thought that he would come to Hogwarts.

If Fred and George hadn't spread the news right away, maybe not many people would have come at this time.

However, Kangna and Fleur are in France. Even if they receive the news, this time seems not enough.

"We came back a long time ago," said Fleur. "After Dumbledore's funeral."

"What?" Kyle was stunned for a moment, "Why didn't I know?"

"Because you've always been at Hogwarts," Fleur said.

"Connor thinks Britain will never remain peaceful after Dumbledore's death?

"Sure enough, she guessed it right. How long has it passed? The dark wizard is about to attack Hogwarts."

Kyle looked at Connor.

But she seemed a little absent-minded and kept looking away, as if she was looking for someone.

"Kyle, have you seen Uncle Severus?"

"I didn't see it," Kyle said. "I have been busy evacuating the students, and I didn't see Professor Snape... Well, he might have gone to Hogsmeade and used Apparition to send the students off."

"Okay." Kangna nodded without any doubt and quickly joined the group of graduates.

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At the same time, Harry, who was still on the eighth floor, asked the same question.

"Snape, he was driven away!" Ron said with a face of joy: "Professor McGonagall discovered the Dark Mark on his arm. He also showed his cards and admitted that he was a Death Eater, and the two fought. There was a fight and he broke the window and ran away."

"Ha, I knew he was a Death Eater!" Harry said, "It seems my decision was right."

"That's so right." Ron smacked his lips, "You don't know what Snape did after he became the headmaster. He wanted Death Eaters to come to teach us, and even wanted to lock all the students in the common room. room."

"Fortunately, Professor McGonagall discovered his identity in time." Hermione couldn't help but say.

"It's a pity he ran away." Harry sighed.

"There's nothing we can do about it," Ron said. "Death Eaters are always good at escaping."

"That's right..."

"I know you are preparing to resist!"

Harry's words were drowned in another voice that echoed through the castle. The voice was high-pitched, cold, and coming from nowhere, as if every brick in the castle was speaking.

"Your efforts are useless. I don't want to kill you, and I don't want to let the wizard bleed."

Everyone fell silent.

In the auditorium, some people's faces turned pale, and everyone was under tremendous pressure.

Although everyone had made the decision to resist Voldemort, fear still instantly occupied their brains after hearing his voice.

"Hand over the crown and I will keep you all safe...Hand over the crown!"

Voldemort's voice became a little hysterical by the end, obviously losing his patience.

then…

"Buzz..."

Something seemed to vibrate, and the entire ceiling was illuminated.

That was because the impregnable spell arranged by the professors in advance came into effect, blocking a speeding spell.

Kyle quickly left the auditorium and came outside the castle.

Through the illuminated sky, Kyle found that Hogwarts was already surrounded by Death Eaters, all wearing the same black cloak, like a huge dark cloud covering the sky.

No wonder he came so late, it seemed like he had sent someone. However, the professors seemed to have received the news in advance and were not too surprised.

The first spell had no effect, but it seemed to be just a signal. The next second, thousands of spells rained down.

Lights of various colors kept flashing in the sky, and the surroundings of Hogwarts looked like daylight.

Professor McGonagall stood at the front, formulating a battle plan in an orderly manner. She, Flitwick and Sprout led the battle team to three commanding heights...Ravenclaw Tower, Gryffindor Tower, and Astronomy Tower. .

Those three places have wide views and are more suitable for casting magic spells.

"Lupin, Arthur, please take some people to the venue... We also need someone to put hands into the various entrances of the school. The Aurors took people to check last time, and I suspect the Death Eaters also know about it."

"Sounds like our job." George said with a smile, "I have to go find Fred quickly. See you later, Kyle."

He turned and ran, just as Fred came down the stairs.

The two of them called several familiar Gryffindors as quickly as possible and scattered them in various corners of the school.

Everyone got their own tasks, except Kyle...he was forgotten again.

But that’s fine too.

Kyle, like a normal person, sat on the edge with his broomstick on his back and watched.

At this time, a beetle suddenly fell on a stone in front of Kyle and turned into a witch.

"What on earth did you do!"

"Why did You-Know-Who and the Death Eaters attack Hogwarts!"

Rita Skeeter was going crazy. He just wanted to come to Kyle to fulfill his promise...the exclusive report he promised.

The result was fine when it came, and you can’t go back!

Now Hogwarts is almost surrounded by Death Eaters, surrounding Hogwarts in the middle. Not even a beetle can escape.

"This has nothing to do with me." Kyle shrugged, "As you can see, we are just passive defense."

"You..." Rita Skeeter suddenly remembered what Kyle had said before.

So that's all true?

That crown could really attract Voldemort...otherwise why Voldemort never showed up. Only after she used special channels to send out the report about the crown, the other party came directly to Hogwarts.

Another thing is that Kyle didn't change his appearance when he was in the tavern, so she specially attached a high-definition photo. This was also Kyle's request, including the photo, which he provided.

Why did she need to keep it secret when she was in Diagon Alley for the first time, but not now? There must be some connection between them that she doesn't know about.

Rita Skeeter stared at Kyle, wanting an explanation.

But Kyle just spread his hands, obviously not ready to satisfy Rita Skeeter's curiosity.

In fact, the photo was his hint to Voldemort, and the purpose was to let him know who took the crown.

Kyle felt that his name still had some weight with Voldemort. He had caused trouble to Voldemort before, and he was the one who stood with Dumbledore.

With such a person holding a Horcrux, Voldemort would definitely be nervous. At the same time, he would subconsciously think of other Horcruxes and determine their status.

Voldemort knew Dumbledore too well. He knew very well that when Dumbledore knew the secret of the Horcruxes, he would definitely track them down until they were all destroyed.

In this case, the exposed crown was not important. He had to determine the status of other Horcruxes first.

After he ran around and found that all the Horcruxes were destroyed, he would naturally come to Kyle.

After all, a Horcrux is equivalent to a life... The diary, crown, gold cup, locket, and resurrection stone are all gone, and he is equivalent to being killed five times.

As for who killed him... Voldemort's first thought was naturally Dumbledore, but Dumbledore was already dead, so his hatred naturally transferred to Kyle.

Harry only killed him once and was resented for more than ten years, let alone Kyle who killed him five times. Can Voldemort endure this?

If he could, he wouldn't be called Voldemort, so he came with the thought of revenge for himself...and some fantasy.

From what he shouted just now, it is not difficult to see that he still seems to be hoping that the soul fragment in the crown will be okay.

But Voldemort also didn't want to think about how the crown could preserve his dirty soul even if it was so new.

Kyle couldn't help but laugh, which made Rita Skeeter even angrier.

"Isn't this just right?" Kyle said with a smile: "The final battle with the Death Eaters. Is there any more exciting news than this?"

"You are the only reporter on the scene. Don't you understand what this means?"

Kyle's voice was light and airy, as if it contained some kind of magic, and Rita Skeeter's whole body began to tremble.

The final battle with the Death Eaters...

Yes, there is no news more exciting than this, not even Dumbledore's sudden resurrection.

She is rich!

Rita Skeeter began to breathe faster.

Getting rich doesn't mean those useless galleons, but the honor that comes with publishing this message. No matter who wins or loses, her name will be a household name.

"Even if it's dangerous, it's worth it..." Rita Skeeter clenched her fists.

But she soon calmed down, because there was still one important thing missing. Without that thing, everything she had just thought about was in vain.

"Then, this is for you." Kyle took out a brand new camera and handed it over, "I guess you don't have this, right?"

"How do you know?" Rita Skeeter's heart beat rapidly.

Indeed, what she lacks is a camera. Without photos, no matter what she says, it is almost meaningless, and people will not believe it.

"Oh, how could you have this!" Rita Skeeter was already a little incomparable, holding the camera tightly with her hands painted with red nails.

"This is my treasure. It's French. It's very valuable." Kyle glanced at her and reminded, "Be careful, don't let me damage it."

"Don't worry, it will definitely not be broken!" Rita Skeeter said, she secretly decided that she would not let this thing be destroyed by the Death Eaters no matter what later, even if she was used as a human shield to resist the curse, it didn't matter. .

"Also, I will take half of the proceeds from this report." Kyle continued.

"...Okay..." Rita Skeeter agreed after thinking for a moment, "But there is one thing. The proceeds can be divided equally, but my signature must be first."

"That's no problem." Kyle nodded.

What he wanted was Galleons, and Rita Skeeter each got what he wanted.

Soon, Rita Skeeter turned into a beetle again and disappeared into the night.

Kyle didn't ask her where she was going, nor did he invite her to join Hogwarts to be protected by professors and the Order of the Phoenix.

Rita Skeeter has a lot of experience in hiding herself.

"Boom boom boom!"

Another burst of bright 'fireworks' exploded overhead, another wave of attacks from the Death Eaters.

This time, the impregnable curse arranged by the professors in advance finally couldn't bear it anymore and was blown to pieces by the curse.

Following Voldemort's order, Death Eaters swarmed in like a tide.

Voldemort also moved, with a clear goal, heading straight for Kyle who was sitting on the edge of the Black Lake.

He had just seen Kyle, and the other person's behavior of sitting there was simply provoking his nerves.

"Your opponent is me!"

At the critical moment, an old wizard with a white beard stood in front of Kyle.

"You're finally here, Dumbledore teaches...wait, why is it you?"

"What's your problem?" Aberforth looked gloomy. He looked at Kyle with squinting eyes, "How about I leave and let you deal with Voldemort by yourself?"

"No, I was joking."

Although he said this, Kyle still looked him up and down, looking for the possibility of a transformation spell.

Impossible, it was agreed upon before that he would be responsible for attracting Voldemort, and Dumbledore would be responsible for solving the subsequent problems.

Why is there a temporary replacement? Aberforth...can he do it? Don't die at the hands of Voldemort.

"Don't look at it, it's either the Transformation Curse or me." Aberforth waved hard, and a glowing red whip whipped away Voldemort's Death Curse.

The clean movement actually made Kyle breathe a sigh of relief.

"That **** has other things to do, let me save your life."

"Other things..." Kyle didn't understand at this point, "We've come to this moment, what else is more important than killing Voldemort?"

"How do I know?" Aberforth's face also looked unhappy. "I asked, but that **** didn't say anything. He only said... If that matter is not resolved, Voldemort will never be eliminated."

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(End of chapter)