Hogwarts Shippuden

"Dad, I can be the substitute professor for this class, but I have a few requirements."

Dumbledore sat up slightly, "You said."

"First," Kyle raised his index finger, "I won't teach them how to resist the damage of the dark wizard according to the traditional teaching content."

"Since you asked me to be a substitute professor, the content and method of learning must be according to my intention."

Dumbledore pondered for a moment, this requirement is not impossible, of course, there is a premise—

"They can't be taught black magic."

Kyle agreed without hesitation, and he didn't intend to teach them black magic.

What Dumbledore didn't know was that what his son had to teach was far more dangerous than black magic.

"Second," Kyle tilted his head, "the name of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class is too unlucky, I want to change the name."

Although Kyle is not very afraid of Voldemort's curse on this class, after all, when it comes to the accomplishments of black magic, can Voldemort be better than his father Gellert?

But Kyle didn't want to use his small body to fight Lao Fu's curse.

What if something goes wrong?

So it's better to change the name.

Dumbledore's face was full of confusion, what kind of request?

There was a trace of excitement in Kyle's eyes, "During my substitute class, the name of this class will be changed to "Muggle Art and Appreciation".

As for what art?

Just look at what the two Weasley children look like now.

The expression on Dumbledore's face was a little weird, he didn't understand what his son was doing.

"Can."

"One last request," Kyle rubbed his coffee cup with his fingers, "I want two people to be teaching assistants."

He paused. "George and Fred."

"The two Weasley brothers? There is no such simple request at all..."

Dumbledore was about to agree, but he suddenly remembered what the Weasley brothers had become under the leadership of Kyle.

The white-bearded old man shook his head heavily, "No way!"

"Don't you think that using alchemical firearms for self-defense is a better choice for these students?"

Kyle spread his hands, "No matter how well you learn armor and bodyguards, you can't stop Avada's life, not to mention that many of them don't know armor and bodyguards by the fifth grade..."

Dumbledore still shook his head in denial.

He raised his voice: "I allowed you to study those things at Hogwarts because you know what not to do, but the other students are not as sensible as you are."

Kyle shrugged, noncommittal.

"I'll only teach them to use Muggle firearms, and I won't let them have it, and I won't let them touch the dangerous explosives that Fred made."

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

"We can separate guns and ammunition like the Muggle army."

"Other than that, during non-teaching hours, guns and ammunition are kept in my suitcase, tightly sealed with magic."

Dumbledore did not speak, and motioned for Kyle to continue.

"As long as the anti-dismantling and stealing magic is set on the firearm, we can ensure that students cannot copy it."

Looking at Dumbledore's face, Kyle spread his hands and added:

"Even if they learn Defence Against the Dark Arts well, you don't think that when Voldemort returns in the future, they will be able to resist the Death Eaters, right?"

Dumbledore sat up straight, complex thoughts flashed in his blue eyes like lake water, and he seriously considered Kyle's suggestion.

Seeing this, Kyle struck while the iron was hot, "If they can learn to use firearms, as long as they master the armor and protection spell, it will be the prototype of a modern wizard army..."

"Sorcerer Legion?"

Dumbledore suddenly stopped thinking, he looked up at the little devil who was eager to try, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes.

"Kyle Grindelwald, tell me, is your real purpose to build an army?"

Generally speaking, when your mom calls you by your full name, it means something is wrong with you.

Kyle smiled shyly, "That... Dad, listen to my sophistry!"

...

Ten minutes later, Kyle came out of the principal's office with a letter of appointment.

At Kyle's request, the title column on the job offer stated "Professor of Muggle Art Appreciation".

As for the original black magic defense... that can only be suspended.

As much as I would love to go to the Gryffindor common room and announce the good news that the two of them have been honorably selected as assistants, considering the time now--

Three in the morning.

Kyle still gave up the plan.

At this point, let's go back to the common room to sleep.

Because the crisis at Hogwarts had been lifted, the students who had slept in the Great Hall for several nights were allowed to return to their common rooms.

The Slytherin students also returned.

There is also a basilisk wandering outside, but the passage from their common room to the secret room has been tightly blocked by the joint magic of several professors.

A detection circle was also set up in the common room. If there was any movement in the blocked secret passage, the professors would know immediately.

So they are safe in the bedroom.

The next morning, Aurors from the Ministry of Magic arrived at Hogwarts early.

They brought Hagrid back too.

In addition to the Aurors and Hagrid, Hogwarts also welcomed another uninvited guest - Lucius Malfoy.

Kyle, who came back from a morning run outside, happened to meet him at the gate of the castle, and his expression looked furious.

A bandaged house-elf followed him timidly.

Harry ran after him with a pair of smelly socks.

A dangerous light flashed in Kyle's eyes. Did he say before that he wanted to find someone to remove Lucius' three legs?

Ignoring the love-hate relationship between Potter and Malfoy, Kyle took a few steps forward and came to Dumbledore who was standing at the entrance of the auditorium.

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"Professor, how can you tolerate such a fly hopping in front of you?"

Dumbledore wanted to reach out and rub Kyle's hair, but Kyle was avoided~www.NovelMTL.com~ He could only sigh helplessly, "Violence doesn't solve all problems..."

"But violence can solve most problems," Kyle curled his lips. "As long as I show Grindelwald's surname, I'm sure he will scare the **** out of him."

He didn't deliberately lower his voice, and several students passing by heard his words.

Of course, because of the Ministry of Magic's blockade, they didn't know what the last name Grindelwald meant.

Only Xueba Little Beaver was an exception. She remembered that she had heard the surname Grindelwald somewhere.

Hearing Kyle's words, the expression on Dumbledore's face couldn't be hung up.

After looking around and seeing that there was no one else, Dumbledore said:

"Kyle, we talked about this before, and it's too early for you to reveal your real last name."

Kyle shrugged indifferently.

Now his strength is not enough to rank in the T0 sequence of the magic world, but there is no problem with self-protection.

Moreover, the saints under his father's hand have also begun to be active in the magic world again, so there is no need to hide his real surname deliberately.

Of course, he wasn't stupid enough to say that he was the son of Grindelwald.

Dumbledore smiled genially, "Lucius won't be around for too long. I got in touch with the other school directors and plan to expel him from the board."

A hurried footstep sounded outside the hallway, and Kyle turned to look and saw that Harry had returned with an ugly house-elf.

The smelly sock on his hand is gone, co-authoring this is using the smelly sock to exchange Lucius for a house elf?

Dumbledore patted Kyle on the shoulder, "Go to the celebration, you are the hero who defended Hogwarts."