Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 864 The Persecuted Aberforth

As Hogsmeade's most notorious profiteer, Aberforth hated two things.

The first thing was naturally to praise Dumbledore in front of him. No matter who it was, or in any way, even if he just said that Dumbledore's beard was white, Aberforth would secretly increase the price of the drink by 30%.

As for those who slandered Dumbledore... there is a saying that even though most of the people who come to the Pig's Head Bar are audacious people from various religions who wander on the edge of the "Wizard Law", but even among them, few people dare to come close to Hogg Watts spoke ill of the principal from such close quarters.

If there really is such a fool, a 50% increase should make the other party realize how dangerous this is... In short, it is forbidden to mention the name Dumbledore in the Pig's Head Bar.

In addition, Aberforth didn't like people talking about his treasure, the goat behind the counter, chewing something all the time.

If someone sets his sights on it, or if he drinks too much and says something outrageous without restraint, it usually won't end well.

Over time, the regulars of the Pig Head Bar basically knew the boss's rules and would not deliberately provoke him.

But today, two brainless outsiders came to the bar.

"If you ask me, the leg meat should be grilled and paired with black pepper to enhance the flavor. Principal Dumbledore said yes." A young red-haired boy sat at the bar and said seriously.

Next to him, a middle-aged man shook his head and said, "No, I still insist that Dumbledore prefers stew."

The words of the two people made the people around them stunned. Although they were only discussing the cooking methods of the ingredients, judging from the way the two glanced at the corner of the bar from time to time, the ingredients in their mouths were most likely the goat. hind legs.

And these two people are naturally Kyle and Dumbledore.

I don’t know what the headmaster of Hogwarts was thinking. Before coming in, he must use the transformation technique to disguise himself, and also tidied up for Kyle.

"That's because you don't understand Dumbledore." The young man slapped the table and said decisively, "Stewed, how delicious it is. Dumbledore must like to bake it."

Great, now it's certain that it was indeed the goat they were talking about.

Talking about Dumbledore in the Hog's Head pub, and even wanting to stew the boss's goat... isn't that where the fun begins?

Everyone around them became interested. Those who drank stopped drinking and those who spoke lowered their voices. Everyone's eyes fell on the two people, one big and one small, in front of the bar intentionally or unintentionally.

And the boss here did not disappoint them, floating in front of the two of them like a ghost.

"You...are you trying to give my goat to Dumbledore as a delicacy?" Aberforth said slowly, squinting his eyes.

Kyle was a little nervous at first. Although he could walk Aberforth as a Niffler not long ago, it was a special situation after all.

Aberforth is now an old wizard who is over a hundred years old, and with his last name... Kyle is very worried that he will see through the transformation spell on his body.

Fortunately, Dumbledore was obviously more skilled, and Aberforth did not see through Kyle's transfiguration, and seemed to really just regard him as a strange customer.

"What a goat, I'm warning you not to talk nonsense."

After realizing that he had not been discovered, Kyle became bolder. He tilted his mouth and raised his neck and said, "Look at how dirty your goat is. Even a mop in a Muggle house that hasn't been washed in two years is cleaner than it..." "

Aberforth's eyes twitched visibly.

He bathes the goat more diligently than he bathes himself, dirty? Isn't this nonsense?

This person is here to cause trouble!

Aberforth narrowed his eyes and began to figure out how to throw the person in front of him out.

Dumbledore also touched Kyle below, seeming to signal him to take it easy, but Kyle seemed not to feel it and continued to curl his lips and said:

"If this thing enters Hogwarts, it will be thrown out as garbage by the house elves in the next second. Will Professor Dumbledore eat this kind of thing? It will really put a galleon on his face."

"You don't want to have a relationship with Principal Dumbledore. Then use his name to save your... shabby bar."

"You said, I want to have a relationship with Dumbledore?" Aberforth gritted his teeth, his eyes looking even more dangerous.

But the people around him became more and more excited.

From the time he walked in until now, this arrogant boy has accurately stepped on thunder three times, and he will probably be thrown out by the boss in the next second.

This kind of thing happens often. Although the boss looks very old, he is very agile when throwing people, and he is not merciless at all.

Their favorite program is to watch the guys who were thrown out and the boss play the piano on the family tree through the door. They can learn a lot of knowledge.

Some people have even taken out their small notebooks and prepared to record them.

However, to their disappointment, Aberforth did not do anything drastic. He just raised his finger and said calmly: "Get out, you are not welcome here."

The young man was also very cooperative. Although he was still swearing, he still left the bar, and the middle-aged man next to him quickly followed.

That's it?

The surrounding spectators let out bursts of disappointed boos. This was far from what they expected.

"I'm still hoping to learn some new sentences to scold old Feder." A witch with her face wrapped in a scarf said dissatisfiedly: "The owner of the Pig's Head Bar has been replaced."

Her words were also recognized by most people. After all, in their impression, the old man's temper was not so friendly.

But is this really the case?

"You shouldn't have provoked him like that."

Outside the Pig's Head Bar, Dumbledore said helplessly: "Aberforth hates people comparing him to me. He has been like this since he was in school. Once someone talks about this, he will rush up to fight with the other person, using Use your fist to prove your strength.”

"Professor, you're going too far." Kyle glanced at him, "It's obvious that you want to cause trouble, but I'm always cooperating with you."

"I just wanted to see him angry, but I didn't want to really make him angry." Dumbledore said confidently.

Kyle stopped and looked at him in disbelief, "Professor, you are really becoming more and more rogue."

"Both each other." Dumbledore waved his hand, "Reminder, watch behind you."

As Dumbledore finished speaking, Kyle subconsciously turned his body to the side.

At the same time, a light red spell flew past his ears. Judging from the color, it should be a coma spell.

Someone attacked?

Kyle was stunned for a moment. After leaving the Pig's Head Bar, neither he nor Dumbledore had a specific place to go. They just found a random direction and walked forward.

In addition, the Pig's Head Bar was located at the very edge of Hogsmeade Village. Unknowingly, they arrived near the Forbidden Forest. There were no lights nearby, and it was pitch black. It was indeed a good place to knock a sap. place.

But who's after them...the undercover guys at the Hog's Head?

Kyle's hand shook, and he grabbed the wand and turned around to take a closer look.

But there was someone faster than him.

As if he knew there was someone behind him, Dumbledore turned around at an incredible speed and waved his fist directly without even using his wand.

"Crack!"

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, a figure flopped onto the ground.

"A...Aberforth?"

Kyle looked at the person lying on the ground and blinked.

Not only intentionally or unintentionally, Dumbledore's fist just hit the opponent's nose.

As expected, the first sound Kyle heard just now was the sound of Aberforth's nose being broken.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't expect it to be him," Dumbledore said.

Kyle put away his wand and sneered. He had reason to believe that all this was done intentionally by Dumbledore, just to avenge Aberforth's broken nose ninety-seven years ago.

Aberforth thought Ariana was dead, so he punched Dumbledore at her funeral and broke Dumbledore's nose.

Dumbledore also thought that Ariana was dead, so he had no intention of treating her. He seemed to want to use this method to atone for his sins.

This also caused the bridge of his nose to always be crooked, looking extremely uncoordinated.

Kyle took another look at Aberforth lying on the ground...even the broken position was exactly the same. If this was a coincidence, it would be too much.

Kyle is more willing to believe that Dumbledore came over for revenge as soon as he learned that Ariana was still alive.

No wonder before entering the Hog's Head Bar, he kept hinting that he would find a way to anger Aberforth. Kyle thought he was having fun, but he didn't expect that this was the purpose.

This petty old bee, even if he wants to take revenge himself, actually wants to pass the blame to a pure and innocent little wizard. When did he become so shameless?

"Professor..." Kyle looked at Dumbledore expressionlessly, waiting for an explanation.

"It's all a misunderstanding. I thought he was a Death Eater." Dumbledore said calmly: "But I have to trouble you to send Aberforth back. I have to go and accompany Ariana."

Dumbledore reached out and pointed to the left.

Under the shadows, a man wearing a black hood was standing there.

"Arianna?" Kyle frowned, "So what are you going to do?"

"To erase the impact of time and prepare for the next time travel." Dumbledore said, "As time passes for nearly a hundred years, there will always be some problems...such as the two fire dragons that appeared out of thin air. , and Ariana’s empty tomb…we need to address these potential troubles now.”

"Fire Dragon...how can I help?" Kyle said seriously.

"No, you don't have to do anything. This is my mission." Dumbledore smiled. "All you need to do is wait for the day when you can go back to the past. Leave everything else to me."

Speaking of this, Dumbledore's tone contained an unparalleled sense of confidence, a kind of confidence in his own strength.

"Okay then." Kyle shrugged, "I wish you all the best, Professor.

"By the way, are you really not here to seek revenge on Mr. Aberforth?"

"Not at first." Dumbledore blinked, "But since you created this opportunity for me, it would be a pity not to seize it. After all, his punch caused me pain for ninety-seven years."

…

Dumbledore disappeared, along with Ariana standing in the shadows.

Kyle turned his head and glanced at Aberforth lying on the ground, suddenly feeling a little sorry for this unfortunate guy.

When he was a child in school, he was constantly compared to his genius brother. When he got older, he could not immediately know that the sister he loved was still alive. He even had to be teased by his own brother and had his nose broken inexplicably.

Thinking of what he said just now, Kyle felt a little sorry.

What a miserable old man. I'd better treat him better in the future.

Kyle sighed, took out his wand and waved it lightly.

Aberforth's shirt floated up, and the strong fabric lifted up his upper body, as if someone was grabbing the back of his neck.

Kyle just led him towards the Hog's Head Bar, leaving two long traces behind him, just like when he dragged him downstairs in Godric's Hollow.

As for why this method is used... of course it's convenient. You can't carry him back. He has never even hugged Kang Na like this, let alone a bad old man.

Anyway, he's passed out now and doesn't know anything. I'll be nice to him when he wakes up.

…

Dumbledore had good control over his strength. When the two of them arrived at the door of the Hog's Head Bar, Aberforth also began to gain consciousness. First his thigh twitched, and then he slowly woke up.

Kyle let go of his hand and ducked to the side.

Aberforth stood up unsteadily and looked at the door nearby, seeming to be recalling what had happened before.

When he woke up completely, he suddenly felt a heartbreaking pain on his face, which made him cry.

"Ouch!"

"Damn it, don't let me know who you are!"

"*****!"

In Hogsmeade at night, all the wizards still staying nearby heard a shrill scream, followed by the gentle tapping of piano keys on the family tree.

Not far away, Kyle looked at the other party's angry look, nodded with satisfaction, and returned to Dorset County with confidence.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Newt lying on the table writing something.

"Is it done?" Newt raised his head and asked.

"Yeah." Kyle nodded, "And by the way, I helped the principal take the blame."

"What do you mean?" Newt put his quill down and asked curiously.

"We went to the Hog's Head Bar." Kyle recounted what had just happened.

"You go to all this trouble just to punch your brother and blame everything on me. This is so shameless. I even suspected that I had brought back a fake Professor Dumbledore."

"Who says it isn't?" Newt laughed, "I also feel that he seems to have become a different person after coming back this time... I didn't expect that Ariana would have such a great influence on him."

"After all, it is the knot and shackles that have entangled him for more than a hundred years..." Kyle sat next to Newt and sighed: "But in a sense, this is also a good thing."

"You're right...Oh, here's this for you." Newt took out a box and handed it to him.

"When you leave, I have arranged all your magical animals, but there is one thing I must remind you. Dementors are not undead in the absolute sense. You cannot starve them for a long time."

"Didn't I forget..." Kyle scratched his hair and said embarrassedly.

"I have researched the food suitable for them, and they are all here." Newt handed the parchment in his hand to Kyle, "Thanks to you, this is the first time I have come into contact with such a dark creature at such a close distance. The new species discovered by Sliphosaurus and Locknir will add at least thirty pages to the next edition of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.”

That food that can replace happiness and hope... was just researched?

Kyle smacked his lips. He always thought that Newt had known about this stuff for a long time, but he didn't expect that it was made freshly.

Should I say it or not, the Fantastic Beasts part has to be Newt, which is outrageous.

Kyle took the parchment.

The content above was similar to what he had heard from Dobby before, but it was more detailed, including how to use the patron saint to influence the herbs and how much airwing saliva to add.

"Remember to keep it," Newt said. "It's best not to be seen by others."

"Yeah." Kyle nodded.

Although I don't know if the Dementors can continue to serve as Azkaban's jailers in the future, it is better to keep this method of influencing them as secret as possible.

If it were leaked, Kyle doubted that anyone would come up with other ideas, such as taming dementors. After all, for most wizards, this kind of dark creature is almost unsolvable.

Kyle read the contents on the parchment again, and after making sure he remembered everything, he threw it into the fireplace nearby.

(End of chapter)