Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Christmas in France is not much different from that in the UK, both are lively and cheerful.

If I have to say what is different, it is probably that the UK is not lively this year.

Because of the relationship between the Death Eaters and Voldemort, even on Christmas, most people will choose to stay at home instead of going to the streets full of dangers and possible encounters with dark wizards at any time.

This can be seen from the number of people staying in Hogwarts.

Almost all students chose to stay in school for Christmas, and only a few Slytherins chose to go home for Christmas, and two boxes could be full.

But there is no worry in France.

Since the morning, the number of people in the shopping street has been increasing. There are adult wizards and students who have returned from the holidays in Beauxbatons.

These people gathered in groups of three or five, and the whole street seemed very lively.

Kyle, who had nothing to do, also went out for a walk and bought some souvenirs with French characteristics.

There is also a particularly large Christmas tree in the middle of the street. It was bare yesterday, but today it is full of gifts wrapped in golden boxes.

According to Furong, those gifts are free and anyone can take them. It is said that there are hidden items inside, which are some very valuable things.

Since he is here, Kyle naturally wants to participate.

He shamelessly took eight gift boxes, and stopped reluctantly when he could not take any more.

As for Furong's contemptuous look, who cares.

Take more, just in case you can open a hidden item, it won't be a wasted trip.

Kyle didn't even wait until he got back, and opened it on the roadside.

A pair of scissors for trimming broom branches... Although it is the simplest style, it can be used anyway.

Dried bat wings... can be used to make potions, and I will send them to Kanna later.

Beetle eyes, also for Kanna.

Kyle continued to open the boxes...

Rat tails, dried leeches, three ribbons for tying gifts...

Okay, eight gift boxes, worth about ten knuts in total, of which the scissors are worth five...

"This year's Christmas is so boring."

Kyle continued to walk forward expressionlessly.

No wonder they took whatever they wanted...These things are not even as good as the ribbons and firecrackers at Hogwarts, and they are too lazy to pick up when they are thrown on the roadside.

Kyle had reason to suspect that this was simply an activity for French stores to clear out their accumulated inventory.

Fleur seemed to have guessed this scene a long time ago.

She and Bill both took only one gift, and she opened a roll of magic tape, which was about the same price as the scissors.

Bill opened the most expensive thing among the three.

A whole pineapple, worth up to twenty knuts.

Kyle curled his lips and looked at the top of the Christmas tree thoughtfully.

"Do you think the hidden gift is there?"

"You think too much." Fleur said, "The things on it are fake, they only serve as a modeling function. The real gifts are all in easy-to-reach places, and they can be replenished at any time."

As she said that, she took down another box.

The empty position squeezed out another gift box like a fruit.

"Do you want to take a few more?" Fleur urged, "There is no limit to the gifts. You can take as many as you want. What if you can get something valuable?"

"No, let's leave it to the destined person." Kyle refused decisively.

The beetle eyes in Diagon Alley cost five knuts per scoop, about twenty-five. He just got one, one-fifth of a knut, and the ribbons that tied it up were about the same.

With these things, it may not be possible to collect ten galleons in a day.

He was too lazy to waste that time.

And if he really wanted to make money, this tree would have been surrounded by French wizards long ago. How could he get his turn?

Fleur simply wanted to see a joke.

The group walked around the street for a while. Bill and Fleur decided to go somewhere else. Kyle didn't want to be a spotlight, so he returned to the potion shop alone.

It was probably because the potion used for the dragon was more complicated. It was not until the evening that Connor came out of the basement with a bottle of red potion.

"Done!" She handed the potion to Kyle and asked, "Where's Fleur?"

"She must have eloped with Bill."

"How is that possible?" Connor said, but she also guessed that they must have gone somewhere else.

The last time Kyle came, Fleur took them to play in France, not to mention Bill Weasley.

"Let's not talk about them. Do I have the honor to invite you to dinner?" Kyle put the potion in his pocket and stretched out his hand.

"You've been busy for so long, you must be hungry."

After being reminded by Kyle, Connor really felt a little hungry. She looked at the sky outside the window and was a little surprised.

It was still morning when she went to the basement, but now it was already evening. How come she didn't feel anything at all? She thought only a few hours had passed.

"Okay, I accept your invitation." Connor said with a smile, and put her hand in Kyle's.

The two walked out of the store hand in hand.

Even though it was already evening, there were not fewer people in the shopping street, but more people. However, they were all gathered near the Christmas tree, which was very quiet.

The huge Christmas tree was lit up, which was more beautiful than during the day and could be seen from a long distance.

"How about going to eat French food." Kyle said, "I remember Nico recommended a French restaurant next to his old house. At that time, I had other things to do and didn't have time to go. It's just right for us to try it now."

"All up to you." Connor said with a smile.

She didn't have any requirements for food, as long as she could eat enough, but since Nicolael recommended it, it should be good.

Kyle was also very happy. Fleur, the big light bulb, should go back to her villa tonight, so he could live in the potion shop...

Nothing else, just a place to spend the night.

Kyle's mouth curled up slightly, this year's Christmas is really good.

"What are you laughing at." Connor looked at Kyle, and her intuition told her that she seemed to be in danger.

"Nothing, I thought of something happy." Kyle said.

"Really?"

"Of course." Kyle said confidently.

"By the way." Connor seemed to suddenly think of something, and asked: "Do you have a box for the traceless stretching spell? We need to send a large number of potions to Beauxbatons, and a suitable box can save a few trips."

"Then you've asked the right person." Kyle said.

"It should be a bigger one." Connor added.

"Don't worry, no problem." He took out his suitcase and took out another one from it.

He did a lot of them when practicing the traceless stretching spell. This one has the largest space. When he was in school, he used it to carry luggage. After graduation, it was vacated.

"When Beauxbatons didn't place an order for you, didn't it provide a container?" Kyle handed the box to Kanna.

"No." Kanna said.

"How stingy." Kyle muttered, "Alchemy class shouldn't lack this thing."

"I don't know, maybe I forgot." Kanna said casually.

Kyle didn't care.

"Then let's go... Ouch!"

Before Kyle finished speaking, a big fiery red bird suddenly landed on his shoulder and pecked his ear with its hard beak.

"Fox?" Feeling the warmth on his shoulder, Kyle looked at the phoenix in front of him with some surprise.

"Why are you here?"

Fox opened his mouth and a piece of parchment fell down.

Kyle subconsciously took it and took a look.

At just one glance, his face turned black.

The content was very simple, Dumbledore had something to ask him.

Today is Christmas!

Who would work overtime on Christmas? Aren't you afraid of being hung on a street lamp? !

"Impossible!" Kyle couldn't help but said to Fox: "Go back and tell Dumbledore that I must spend Christmas in France this year. No one can stop me, not even Merlin!"

Fox tilted his head.

It was also forcibly woken up from its perch by Dumbledore to work overtime, and it was so dazed that it didn't even finish listening to Kyle's words.

When it heard "go back", fire started to come out of its wings.

Kyle was numb.

"I'm asking you to go back, not to take me back!"

He hurriedly tried to take Fox, who was anxious to go back to sleep, off his shoulder.

The Apparition was interrupted, and the flames on the phoenix began to gradually go out.

"Puff!" Kanna couldn't help laughing.

At this point, if she still didn't understand what Kyle was up to, she would be a fool.

Is the youngest member of the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association a fool?

Of course it was impossible, and she didn't object.

However... she glanced at the note that Kyle had thrown away, sighed softly, then leaned forward and stood on tiptoe...

Kyle felt his lips soften, and his hand stopped subconsciously.

It was this pause that reignited the flame that was about to go out.

Like a firework, Kyle and Fox disappeared on the street at the same time, leaving only a wisp of flame slowly falling and igniting the parchment note on the ground.

Connor stood there with a smile on her lips.

Dealing with Kyle? It's too easy.

She looked around and made sure that the movement just now did not attract the attention of others, then turned around and returned to the potion shop.

...

At the same time, Kyle, who was forcibly dragged back to Hogwarts, felt the soft touch left at the corner of his mouth and took a deep breath.

"You'd better give me a reasonable explanation." He looked at Dumbledore in front of him with a bad look.

"If it's a trivial matter, don't blame me for being merciless when I do it!"

Dumbledore blinked, not understanding why Kyle was so angry.

He looked at the phoenix, but Fawkes had already flown back to his perch to sleep.

"Oh, Kyle, I don't know what happened." Dumbledore said, "But if beating up a centenarian like me can make you feel better, I don't mind."

"Ha." Kyle sneered.

To beat up Dumbledore... he has to have the strength to do it.

"Of course I won't bully a centenarian." Kyle said, "But I will put a hundred pots of mandrakes in Nurmengard, let them work in three shifts, and sing a symphony for a month.

"Oh, by the way, I will also fill the entire Nurmengard Tower with dragon dung! "

Dumbledore's face suddenly changed, and the corners of his mouth twitched unnaturally.

Grindelwald might not be afraid of the noise made by the mandrake, but if he was fed with dragon dung... he would definitely go crazy.

"Well, the return Hogwarts Express was attacked by Death Eaters." Dumbledore spoke quickly at a speed he had never spoken before.

"Impossible." Kyle's first reaction was to shake his head.

"To put it bluntly, the people on that train were all second-generation Death Eaters. How could they attack their own children?"

Dumbledore's mouth began to twitch again.

Well, even he had to admit that the composition of Slytherin was somewhat complicated. There were not only second-generation Death Eaters, but also Death Eaters who worshipped Voldemort crazily.

But after all, they had not done anything out of line, and their identities were still students.

If Kyle's words were heard by the school directors, he might not be able to be the professor of ancient runes.

Wait, it seems that he is also a school director.

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

Dumbledore shook his head and continued: "But this is the fact. Not only did the Death Eaters appear, but the train almost flipped on the platform, and the Aurors came."

Kyle frowned.

"That's not right. Didn't the return train leave yesterday?"

"That's right." Dumbledore said, "During this period, the Aurors have been investigating, and they found the truth today."

"The truth?" Kyle said, "Why, the Death Eaters want to kill their relatives for the sake of justice?"

"Of course not, someone saved them." Dumbledore said.

"Who is it?" Kyle's tone was still very aggressive, "... so nosy."

Dumbledore pretended that he didn't hear the second half of the sentence, and said calmly: "It's Draco Malfoy."

"Who?" Kyle thought he had heard it wrong.

"Draco Malfoy." Dumbledore said again, "You must be familiar with this name, right?"

Not only familiar, it's too familiar.

Kyle rubbed his forehead, "Okay, professor, what's going on.

"Draco Malfoy, he is a Death Eater himself, but he saved a group of little Death Eaters when the Death Eaters attacked the Hogwarts Express.

"Professor Lockhart's book is not so outrageous?"

"You are the only one who calls Lockhart a professor, Kyle." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"After all, I learned useful things from him." Kyle said, "But professor, this is not the point."

"Indeed." Dumbledore said, and put away the joke.

"According to the Auror, the Death Eaters attacked the Hogwarts Express, which was about to arrive at Platform 9 yesterday. However, the Auror received the news five minutes ago and rushed over in time.

"Through investigation, the person who sent this message was Draco Malfoy."

Kyle still felt that something was wrong, and it felt like he was listening to another "The Tales of Beedle the Bard".

"In addition, before the Auror arrived, Draco also appeared in the Hogwarts Express and fought a desperate battle with the Death Eaters..."

"Wait a minute, Professor, wait a minute." Kyle interrupted Dumbledore, "Let me sort it out, you mean, Draco Malfoy fought a desperate battle with the Death Eaters, right?"

"Yes, you heard it right." Dumbledore nodded.

"Okay, continue." Kyle said with a smile: "After we finish talking, I can also go to Diagon Alley to buy dragon dung... The amount that can fill up the Nurmengard Tower must be booked in advance. ”

Draco Malfoy fought a desperate battle with the Death Eaters, which was as ridiculous as Hagrid stewing a dragon.

Dumbledore actually dragged him back from France for such a thing?

"Don't be so anxious, the matter is not over yet, drink a glass of lemonade first." Dumbledore advised kindly, and knocked on the table, asking the house elf to bring a glass of fresh lemonade.

There was no way, Kyle could really do such a wicked thing, and he couldn't help but be nervous.

Although Grindelwald was wrong, he had been punished, and his crime was not so serious.

"Let me guess." Kyle took a sip of lemonade, "Draco Malfoy wants to go back to Hogwarts."

"Absolutely correct." Dumbledore said.

"It's really a coincidence. When the Auror found out that the person who sent the message was Draco, Lucius and Narcissa sent him to the Ministry of Magic, hoping that the Auror would protect his safety.

"At the same time, Tom also appeared and punished them with the Cruciatus Curse at the entrance of the Ministry of Magic in front of everyone. The screams of Lucius and Narcissa almost spread throughout the Ministry of Magic."

"That's it?" Kyle asked.

"Tom also tried to rush into the Ministry of Magic to kill Draco, but I stopped him." Dumbledore said, "Then he took Lucius and Narcissa away. Draco escaped and was protected by the Aurors."

Kyle didn't say until he finished drinking the lemonade: "What does the Ministry of Magic think?"

"Most people think this is a good opportunity." Dumbledore said, "They want to help Draco Malfoy and persuade more Death Eaters to turn to the light."

Kyle was too lazy to listen anymore, so he stood up and said, "Professor, the Christmas dinner should be about to start."

"Oh, it has already started." Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then said, "Do you want to go to dinner?"

"I'm a little hungry." Kyle glanced at Dumbledore dimly, "I could have had a French meal tonight."

"I think the Christmas dinner at Hogwarts is also very sumptuous." Dumbledore smiled.

"Can it be the same?" Kyle sighed.

The person who accompanied him to dinner in France was Connor, and here, he was just an old man.

It's too different.

As the two walked to the hall, Dumbledore couldn't help asking, "Kyle, I want to hear your opinion on this matter."

"Opinion?" Kyle thought for a moment, "It's a very touching play. If it is adapted into a stage play, it will definitely make a lot of money."

"Stage play...you mean, it's all fake?"

"What else?"

Kyle spread his hands, "The Malfoys betrayed the You-Know-Who and were caught, but the You-Know-Who only punished them with the Cruciatus Curse instead of killing them directly.

"Professor, is this reasonable?"

Dumbledore paused and looked at Kyle meaningfully.

He really still liked chatting with Kyle. Their ideas were always surprisingly consistent. The decision to find him was right.

"Let me tell you."

Kyle didn't know what Dumbledore was thinking, and reached out to push open the side door leading to the Great Hall.

"If all this is true, Lucius and Narcissa would never be able to go to the Ministry of Magic alive."

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