Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 963 The hidden truth

When Minerva McGonagall returned from the library, she suddenly discovered that most of the principals who had been pretending to sleep were now gone, leaving only empty portraits on the walls.

She subconsciously looked at Kyle who had not yet left, "Have you already told the principals?"

"Yes, Professor McGonagall." Kyle nodded, "The principals are very happy to help, and now they have set out to find someone."

"That's good." Professor McGonagall had no doubts. After all, when Kyle asked her for the password before, he said he wanted to help.

"I hope it's okay..." Professor McGonagall sighed and looked at the largest picture frame behind the desk. "Has Albus left too?"

But after asking, she couldn't help but shake her head, feeling that she had asked a very stupid question.

This is for sure, after all, Dumbledore is the principal with the most friends, and he definitely needs his help in this matter.

Professor McGonagall waved her hand. ""The Secret of Advanced Black Magic" is coming."

There was no movement, and the principal's office was awkwardly quiet.

"It can be seen that Professor Dumbledore really values ​​this book... Not only did he take it away from the library, he also used an anti-flying spell..."

Kyle looked away from Professor McGonagall, pretending not to notice her hands getting harder and harder.

but. In the most secure Hogwarts principal's office, using a counter-spell to protect a book that had had its Horcrux content ripped out... Dumbledore was really a little too nervous.

Of course, it could also be that he cast a counter-curse on the way back.

Kyle walked to the bookshelf behind the desk and searched carefully from top to bottom.

Although Dumbledore had a large collection of books, he couldn't keep them all in the principal's office. Kyle only searched for a moment before pulling out a faded thick book from the far left of the bookshelf.

"The Secret of Cutting-Edge Black Magic"

The hard cover was covered with a thin layer of dust, but the name stood out.

"As expected here, it seems that sometimes primitive methods are more effective than magic."

Kyle put the book on the table.

Professor McGonagall immediately opened it and read it, her face becoming more and more serious.

Just as Kyle said, the parts about the Horcruxes in the book had been torn out, but even without the Horcruxes, the content inside still made her tremble.

This is simply an advanced guide for dark wizards. The three unforgivable curses can only occupy half a page at most.

Let's put it this way, even just a glance is enough to be sent to Azkaban for two months.

I don’t know which principal would actually put this kind of thing in the school library, even if it is in the restricted book area, it is a bit messy.

Professor McGonagall closed "Advanced Dark Magic Revealed" with force and glanced at Kyle subconsciously.

"I haven't seen it." Kyle didn't even hesitate and blurted out: "What I know is what Professor Dumbledore told me."

Of course he knew the contents of "Advanced Dark Arts Revealed", and he even read the complete version found at Sirius's house.

But it was because he knew the contents that Kyle was able to guess what Professor McGonagall was thinking and put everything on Dumbledore in time.

Sure enough, after hearing that Kyle had not read this book, Professor McGonagall's expression became better.

Kyle didn't stay long. After finding the book, he took the initiative to leave the principal's office.

After the oak door was closed, Professor McGonagall hesitated for a moment, put the book "Advanced Dark Arts Revealed" into a locked cabinet, and waved his wand.

A golden branch-like pattern surrounds the keyhole, forming a unique circular pattern.

On the other side, when Kyle walked out of the principal's office, the sky outside had also turned dark.

After going to the auditorium for a quick dinner, he went directly back to his cabin.

"Kyle, you are finally back."

As soon as he entered, he heard Hagrid's loud voice coming from the direction of the garden.

Then the door opened and Hagrid limped out of the garden.

"Come and see if Cabetta has grown a lot. A few days ago it was only fifteen feet, and now it is taller than both of me."

"Is there anything to be surprised about?" Kyle said, "Cabetta has an iron belly. It would be strange if it doesn't grow up one day."

Cabetta is the name given by Hagrid to Iron Belly. Kyle originally wanted to call it Rhaenyra, but in the previous war, Hagrid almost got involved himself in order to save it from the Death Eaters.

Kyle then asked Hagrid to give it the new name.

Thinking of this, Kyle subconsciously cast his eyes on Hagrid's leg, which was wrapped with a tattered bandage that was even burnt in some places.

It's still hanging there because it melted and stuck to Hagrid's leg.

"I advise you not to worry about whether the fire dragon has grown up now. The first priority is to find a new roll of bandages."

He pointed to Hagrid's leg, "Do you think Madam Pomfrey would hang you from the tower with bandages if she saw this?"

Hagrid lowered his head, with a look of horror on his rough face.

Thinking of the way the school hospital nurse looked when she was angry and the methods she used to get rid of black magic, Hagrid felt his legs weak and cold sweat broke out on his back.

Anyway, this was the first time he saw the appearance of his leg bones, and it was also the first time he knew that the bone spirit tasted so bad.

"Help me, Kyle, is there anything you can do?" Hagrid's voice was filled with pleading.

"I'll try it." Kyle took out his wand.

"Restored to the original condition!"

The torn bandages were quickly connected together, but the burned areas remained unchanged.

This is also expected. After all, the repair spell is not omnipotent, not to mention that it was caused by dragon flames.

"How about the Transformation Charm," Hagrid said, "As long as you can fool Poppy."

"If you really want to be hung on the tower, I don't mind helping you." Kyle glanced at him and put down his wand, "Forget it, you should take the initiative to find Madam Pomfrey, don't forget your legs. The injury has not fully recovered yet.”

If it weren't for the fire dragon, it would have been impossible for those Death Eaters to find the opportunity to attack Hagrid at the same time.

So Kyle really couldn't bear to see him swinging in the wind on the castle tower.

"That's...ok." Hagrid sighed and walked out of the room with heavy steps.

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The next day is the weekend.

But unlike last weekend, the students didn't seem particularly happy this time.

Maybe this is also related to the upcoming exam week. No one will feel relaxed when facing the school year exams, O.W.L. and N.E.W.T.

Even Hermione, who has excellent grades, carries a heavy bag of books wherever she goes. Even when eating, her hands and eyes never stop.

When Kyle first saw her, he thought he had gone to the wrong library.

Others have bread, fried eggs, and baked potatoes in front of them for breakfast.

Hers is "Advanced Transfiguration", "Theory and Practical Practice of Charms", "Thousands of Herbs and Ferns", "Advanced Potion Making", "In-Detailed Explanation of Ancient Runes"... It's just a breakfast, she is really capable Have you read this much?

Kyle looked at the book fortress on the table and muttered in his mind, but he also knew very well that Hermione would definitely not do such a face-saving project.

After breakfast, Kyle did not leave the castle as usual, but followed the stairs to the underground classroom.

He still remembered that when Snape left the interrogation room yesterday, he said that he would go find him.

Kyle didn't care if Snape lied during the hearing, but since he said so, he must go there, or at most leave after saying a few words.

Kyle came to the underground classroom corridor. It was still as dark as before, with no sunlight coming in at all.

But Kyle is very familiar with this place. After all, he took all potions classes here from the beginning to graduation, so of course he is familiar with it.

Just since Christmas this year, Slughorn has decided to move the potions classroom to another location.

Kyle came to the door of the original Potions classroom. Because no one had come for a long time, there were already several spider webs on the door.

If Ron saw this, he might even be afraid to take Potions class.

Kyle didn't stop and continued walking forward.

Next to the Potions classroom is Snape's original office, and further ahead is his potion storage room.

Kyle stopped in front of the storage room, reached out and knocked on the door.

With a creak, the door opened.

"I thought you were going to find me in the office." Snape stood behind a desk and looked up at Kyle.

His face was not very good, and there were heavy dark circles under his eyes. He probably didn't sleep last night.

"You are no longer a professor, so why do you still have an office?" Kyle said, walking across from him.

"Oh, you are right, I am indeed no longer a professor." Snape said sullenly.

At the same time, a gust of wind blew.

"Bang!"

The door to the storage room was slammed shut with a loud bang.

There was no expression on Kyle's face.

As a wizard, living in this castle full of ghosts, if he was afraid of this little trick, he might as well throw the N.E.W.T certificate into the fireplace.

"Don't be angry, professor," Kyle said. "Actually, I fell asleep during the hearing and had no idea what you said."

"Don't tell anyone that Potter is a Horcrux." Snape seemed to have not heard what Kyle said and said to himself: "Keep this secret in your heart forever and don't reveal a word."

"Oh..." Kyle nodded in a long voice, raising and lowering the corners of his mouth, "Don't worry, I understand... Her child has always been the savior and has nothing to do with Voldemort."

Click...

Something was crushed. Seeing Kyle's teasing look on his face, Snape had veins jumping on his forehead and the quill in his hand was broken by him.

But soon, Snape controlled his emotions and said in a deep voice: "You know nothing!"

"What, aren't you worried that someone will use this against Harry?" Kyle said.

He had been wanting to do this ever since that memory was released, just like when he showed Snape the Potions textbook signed by the Half-Blood Prince.

"What does that have to do with me?" Snape sneered, "Potter, that arrogant, stupid idiot, is not a savior in the first place. I wish everyone could see his true face."

"Really? He is Lily's son..."

"Shut up!" Snape yelled, interrupting Kyle.

"Crack..." There seemed to be a sound in the corner, but it was covered by Snape's roar and he didn't notice it.

And if you look carefully, you will find that Snape's originally pale face was flushed, and he didn't know whether he was angry or for some other reason.

"Remember!" He pulled out his wand, "Never mention this name in front of me!"

"Okay, no problem!" Kyle raised his hands and nodded quickly.

"Is there anything else? If not, I..."

"Conceal that Potter is a Horcrux!" Snape repeated again, "Also, don't tell anyone that the Dark Lord's Horcruxes have been destroyed."

"Why..." Kyle put away the smile on his lips and frowned.

"Isn't it a good thing to tell everyone that Voldemort has been completely eliminated? It will save everyone from being on guard every day."

"You really don't understand?" Snape took a step forward and stared into Kyle's eyes.

"I don't know what you mean." Kyle took a step back.

"Don't understand?" Snape sneered, "Then why haven't you told everyone the truth until now.

"You killed the Dark Lord, not by relying on any protective magic, but by actually killing him with a magic spell. This will bring you great honor."

"You should have a friend who works at the Daily Prophet... Rita Skeeter." Snape continued: "Don't deny that this lawless witch has never written an article against you. Isn’t it obvious enough?”

"I'm not trying to deny that we are indeed partners," Kyle said.

"Then why don't you tell her about it." Snape narrowed his eyes, "Let her publish it in the newspaper and let Dumbledore's ghost come out to testify.

“I can guarantee that you will become a household name in the magical world and a true savior.

"You don't have to wait until the next day, the first-class medal of Sir Merlin will be delivered to you. Even with your words, those crazy wizards can drive Amelia Bones out of power and push you into magic. The position of minister.”

"Why would you give up an honor that even Dumbledore can't match?"

"Because I don't need this kind of honor, and I don't want to be the Minister of Magic." Kyle said calmly, "I think it would be good to be an ordinary ancient rune professor at Hogwarts."

"No need, I still don't want to say it."

Looking at the silent Kyle, Snape's mood seemed to have improved a lot, and his voice rose slightly.

"Let's put it another way."

"I remembered something very interesting..."

He said to himself: "Albus Dumbledore, the respected, greatest white wizard, chief wizard of the International Federation of Wizards.

“But for such a legendary wizard, at some point, people suddenly started to respect him less.

"Rita Skeeter described him as a fool, an old lunatic, who was expelled from the International Federation of Wizards, and even a fool like Fudge dared to insult him wantonly.

"Guess when this change happened."

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(End of chapter)