Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 879 Special door key

France.

Nicole Flamel had an old house in Paris, where he and his wife Perenelle lived for the longest time. They spent more than three hundred years together here.

Most of the books that Nico has collected over hundreds of years are also kept here, all placed in a tower-like library. Now when I look up from the bottom, I can't even see the ceiling.

Tens of thousands of books and notes were placed here quietly, and only occasionally would they be taken off the bookshelf by the house elf Tata when guests who liked reading came.

However, today, this tranquility was broken.

"Bang!"

With a dull crashing sound, a person appeared out of thin air in the middle of the library, and then slammed into the bookshelf.

Kyle no longer had the strength to stand up, and lay weakly on the floor of the library, looking like he might faint at any moment.

To be honest, he didn't expect the Vulcan to open the way so powerfully. It felt like a hole was made in his body. In order to control those powerful fires, he almost drained all his strength.

Fortunately, he ran away. If he had stayed there, he would probably have to wait for death in his current state. Of course, if he didn't have a backup plan, he wouldn't dare to pour all his magic power into a spell.

Voldemort must have been so angry that he was jumping up and down. Just now he saw that half of the other person's face had turned black, and he didn't know whether he was angry or burned.

Anyway, no matter which one, it makes people happy.

Just as he was thinking about it, Kyle felt a soft, furry touch in his palm.

Turning around, he saw that Xiu Xiu, who had been grabbed by him and stuffed into his pocket, was now sitting on his hand, staring at him with a pair of bright eyes.

"Don't worry..." Kyle's voice seemed to be forced out of his throat, vague and hoarse.

"I'm fine...you...you..."

"Um?"

In Kyle's sight, this little thing was actually pulling at his gold coins.

Only then did he realize that he seemed to have misunderstood. Xiu Xiu's glance just now was not that he cared about himself, but more like it was trying to determine his current state and whether he could still move. If not, then it would take action.

And it does so.

After getting the answer he wanted, Sniff ran to Kyle's deformed lizard skin bag, opened the bag with ease, and pulled several golden Galleons into his inner bag.

While pulling, he looked up at Kyle, and then sped up the movement of his hands again. It wasn't until the bag was emptied of Galleons, Sickles, and even Nat that it patted the bag with satisfaction.

"Just wait for me..." Kyle said angrily.

He was also convinced by Xiu Xiu who took advantage of the situation.

"Sooner or later... I have to stuff you into the horned beast's nostrils."

Kyle said something harsh, which was the only thing he could do now.

About half an hour later, Kyle, who finally regained some strength, staggered out of the library while holding on to the wall. He sat back on the soft sofa and stared blankly at a tarnished gray stone in his hand.

This was a special door key given to him by Nicolas Flamel when he first came here a few years ago.

Made of magic stone fragments, unlike conventional door keys that have time limits and cannot be stored for a long time, the magic stone's unique stability allows it to exist forever.

Just provide some magic power like a wand, and it can be activated instantly to bring yourself back here.

As for why it is blue, Kyle has no idea...it may be a scrapped defective product.

Kyle still remembered that it was the first time the two met. What was he doing in the library?

Oh, by the way, learn alchemy and find out how to make Horcruxes.

Speaking of Horcruxes, Kyle subconsciously thought of the Longbottoms of St. Mungo's.

His original intention in making the Horcrux was to see if he could separate the broken souls of the Longbottoms.

But in recent years, because of Voldemort's troubles, it was difficult for him to have time to calm down and complete this matter.

Rowena Ravenclaw also said that this idea is feasible, but it is not easy to implement.

A broken soul can indeed save the step of tearing the soul apart with killing, but the Longbottoms are like that, they can't even speak clearly, and it is almost impossible to want them to learn how to make Horcruxes and operate all the steps accurately. Possible things.

But it was impossible for outsiders to do this process. After realizing that he had reached a dead end, he put the matter on hold for the time being.

Kyle shook his head and stopped thinking about it. Even Ravenclaw said it was difficult. It was obviously not a problem that could be solved in a short time.

He still remembered that Nico had said when he gave it to him that one day he might come back here again.

Hey, he was actually right.

It's just that the time span is a bit long, he has already graduated.

Before this, he had never had the opportunity to use this. Even if he sometimes needed help from Nico, he would go directly to his manor to find someone, without any extra effort.

In addition, there were more and more things in his transformed lizard skin bag. To be honest, if this thing hadn't rolled into his hand, he would have almost forgotten that he had a special door key.

Kyle casually put the completely useless door key aside and lay down on the sofa.

This is not only France, but also Nico's old home. It's safe enough that Voldemort can't find him even if he cuts his head into a drill.

I just don’t know what’s going on with the Heshidry Islands…

However, Voldemort was also seriously injured and probably no longer wanted to tangle with those black dragons... and the Ministry of Magic. Counting the time, they should have received the news no matter what.

Even if he didn't report the news himself, it was impossible to hide the fierce fire that shot up into the sky. Has the Auror passed...

Lying on the soft sofa, Kyle felt his eyelids feel heavy.

He was too tired. Facing the furious Voldemort, even if he had the slightest negligence, he might be caught, and the last Vulcan who tried his best to clear the way.

He is really handsome. The flames that can be seen almost destroy all obstacles in an instant, but it is also very laborious...

I hope the Auror who rushed over can destroy that thing. He can't go back for the time being...

But it doesn’t matter if it can’t be extinguished. Vulcan Kaidao has the ability to restrain flames, even Li Huo, as long as you don’t get too close to seek death...

After thinking about it, Kyle fell asleep without even realizing it.

…

Meanwhile, the Hesidian Islands.

There was a chaotic explosion in the air.

Scrimgeour, the stern-looking head of the Auror Office, appeared out of thin air, followed by nearly twenty Aurors and even more strikers.

Scrimgeour was in a bad mood. After he got the news that Voldemort had appeared in the Heshdy Islands, he immediately summoned all the experienced Aurors and even went to Hogwarts on the way.

But Minerva McGonagall told him that Dumbledore was not here and no one knew where he had gone.

This was the first time that Dumbledore was not here at such a critical time.

Although he was very dissatisfied, Scrimgeour didn't say anything. Even though he knew that he could not be Voldemort's opponent, he still rushed over with his people.

In addition to him, the faces of the other Aurors and Strikers were also full of nervousness.

Under the leadership of Scrimgeour, everyone walked heavily towards the depths of the Hesidian Islands.

"Is the mysterious man... really here?" Finally, someone couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know, but it's very likely." Kingsley frowned.

While on the beach, he felt the strong aura of black magic.

And the fire that covered half of the island before was hot and violent. It was definitely the Fire Curse.

Apart from the mysterious man, there should be no other person who can use such a wide range of powerful fire.

Mysterious man...it's probably going to be a tough battle this time.

"Bill, Charlie, Cedric..." Kingsley turned around and said, "Don't run around, just follow me."

"Don't worry, we know what to do." The strong Charlie stepped forward and looked at the surrounding environment curiously.

He has long wanted to visit this so-called Black Dragon Islands, but he has never found the opportunity.

"It's a good thing Fred and George didn't come," Bill muttered under his breath.

His two brothers originally wanted to follow, but considering that there were already two Weasleys in the team, Scrimgeour did not agree.

This time he was not traveling. He was probably going to face Voldemort, and he couldn't bring all the Weasleys with him. Moreover, those two guys are really difficult to manage. No one knows what tricks they will come up with when they run a magic wand shop.

"Um...I'm sorry, are you sure they really didn't follow?" Cedric said quietly, looking at a place in front of him.

Bill subconsciously turned his head and saw two identical figures flashing past in the woods.

Although the time was short, he still recognized their identities through the other person's conspicuous red hair.

"Fred...George..." Bill felt a toothache.

They followed anyway.

"I should have thought of it a long time ago." Cedric sighed, "After all, Kyle sent that letter."

"Nonsense, now is not the time for friendship." Kingsley also rubbed his forehead.

Arthur and Molly will be coming soon. In other words, except for the two younger ones in the school, all the other Weasleys are here.

If we meet Voldemort later...

Kingsley's face turned a little ugly when he thought of a certain possibility. "Charlie, you go find them and send them away no matter what."

"Okay." Charlie nodded and ran towards where they disappeared.

"I'll come too," Cedric said. "Maybe I can convince them."

"Go." Kingsley agreed without hesitation. "If you encounter a mysterious person, run away immediately. Don't hesitate."

If possible, he actually didn't want Cedric to follow him.

These people were too young and had no experience fighting the mysterious man, but Cedric was resolute, and he was the one who brought the news. Both Minister Bones and Scrimgeour thought it would be beneficial to take him with them.

"I hope everything goes well." Kingsley sighed and followed the large army into the depths of the Heshidry Islands.

Then, they saw a scene they would never forget.

There were dead wizards everywhere along the way. Some were killed by magic spells, and some were bitten to death by fire dragons. Broken arms and body parts were scattered around, which was extremely impactful.

Even though the people who came were experienced Aurors, their faces didn't look very good at this time.

"Are these all members of the McFasty family?" someone asked.

"No." Scrimgeour, who was walking at the front, looked at a dead Death Eater next to him and shook his head.

"Judging from their clothing, these should be Death Eaters."

"All of them?"

"Yes, both."

Scrimgeour was a little confused. Didn't he say that the mysterious man was also there? Then why are all the dead people Death Eaters? That shouldn't be the case.

Everyone continued to walk forward, and then they saw a special road.

A path of blazing flames formed entirely of fierce fire stretched into the distance, as if there was no end.

The violent fire crackled, as if it would burn any approaching creature into ashes, but strangely it did not spread.

"Broom." Scrimgeour said solemnly.

Everyone immediately took out their broomsticks and flew over from above.

Some people flew to a high place specifically to see where the end of the road was, but they didn't see it. Wherever they looked, they could always see the dazzling golden red.

"Come down!" Scrimgeour snapped: "Do you want our position to be exposed?"

"Yes, I'm sorry." The batter quickly fell back to the ground, but when he thought of the scene he just saw, his legs were shaking unnaturally.

The fierce fire almost spans the entire island, and even the area covered by the fierce fire has formed a gully filled with magma. It is estimated that it will not take long for the island to be completely burned through.

Using only one magic spell, he split such a large island into two parts. Is this the mysterious man?

If he faced this kind of curse later, would he really survive?

The batter didn't know, and he didn't dare to think about it, so he had no choice but to follow him.

…

Not long after, people from the Order of the Phoenix, including Mr. Weasley, arrived. Mundungus shivered and refused to move forward, but was kicked to the front by a thin old wizard. He was so frightened that he groaned immediately.

"Everyone, be careful." Mr. Weasley warned.

Several people followed the marks left by Charlie and walked forward quickly, and soon met the Aurors.

But after that, everyone who was ready for battle walked around the island for an hour, and found nothing except the killed Death Eaters.

There was no You-Know-Who, no McFasty, it was as if they had come to an uninhabited island.

What made Charlie even more confused was that he didn't even hear the fire dragon's movement.

This is very wrong. The Heshidri Islands are where black dragons have lived for generations. As fire dragons that hate magic the most, they cannot be so quiet when facing such a wide range of powerful fires.

Could it be that he has been taken away by a mysterious person?

Charlie's heart suddenly lifted when he thought of a certain possibility.

But soon he shook his head.

No, with so many fire dragons appearing at the same time, it is impossible that there would be no movement at all. Rather than being taken away by the mysterious man, it is more likely that they will all be killed.

But this is also not good news...What exactly happened here?

Charlie's doubts are also what others want to know. The only thing Scrimgeour can be sure of now is that the mysterious man is no longer here.

"Hey, why are you so slow!"

A shout startled everyone who was already nervous, and several strikers subconsciously waved their wands.

"Oh, damn!"

"What are you doing!"

There was a hint of shock and anger in his voice.

Scrimgeour turned his head.

"Weasley?"

"Of course it's us." Fred got up from the ground and said with lingering fear: "Why did you attack us!"

"I need to confirm your identities!" Scrimgeour looked solemn.

"It doesn't matter, I'm sure they're real."

Cedric's voice suddenly came to his ears. Scrimgeour looked up and saw Cedric pointing at a button on his robe intentionally or unintentionally.

Scrimgeour felt relieved.

The Ministry of Magic recently equipped Aurors with communication tools, and that button is the key. Only a few people know about it.

Among these people, there is Cedric, which also shows that he is real.

"Fred, George!"

From the crowd, Mrs. Weasley walked out angrily, "You obviously promised me to stay at the Ministry of Magic, why are you here!"

"Oh, Mom!" Fred shrank.

"Of course, it's to help find clues." George also lacked confidence.

"Looking for clues..." Mrs. Weasley became even more angry, "You are the only ones who can still find clues?"

"That's wrong, Mom." Fred raised his eyebrows, "In fact, we have found it."

"A very important clue." George said.

"While you're wandering around."

…

"Mr. Scrimgeour, come here and take a look." Cedric stopped the two of them from showing off in time and stepped forward.

Didn't you see that Mrs. Weasley's face was completely dark?

He was worried that if he didn't change the subject, these two heartless friends would have to stay here forever with the Death Eaters.

(End of chapter)