Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

It was evening, and after a busy day, Professor McGonagall had finished her dinner and prepared to go back to her office to have a good rest.

Professor Dumbledore was away and there was no one to help, so all the school affairs fell on her alone. On top of that, she was also responsible for seven grades of courses. Even Professor McGonagall, who had become accustomed to this kind of life, couldn't help but feel a little tired.

As she passed Slughorn's office, she clearly heard bursts of laughter coming from inside.

As if feeling that the crisis had passed, Slughorn once again began to host his classic dinner parties.

Professor McGonagall shook her head and walked over quickly.

What a leisurely life... There is no one in the whole school who can make her worry-free, especially Slughorn. Even though she has clearly rejected him twice, he still sent in an application to purchase an automatic stirring crucible yesterday.

He didn't even think about how the school director could possibly pay for such an expensive item.

Professor McGonagall walked all the way back to her office, and just as she was about to close the door, she suddenly noticed an owl on the railing.

It is not uncommon to see owls at Hogwarts. These messengers shuttle back and forth between the school every day, delivering letters and parcels. It would be a rare event if you don't see them one day.

But this one was different. Professor McGonagall felt vaguely that something was wrong with it.

"Who are you!"

She immediately drew out her wand and her eyes became sharp.

"Don't get excited, Professor," the owl said.

Professor McGonagall was stunned for a moment. This voice sounded very familiar to her. After thinking for a moment, she asked tentatively, "Kyle?"

"it's me."

The owl jumped off the railing and its body began to swell rapidly. Its feathers also connected together and turned into the appearance of a robe again.

"Wait a moment." Professor McGonagall did not let down her guard when she saw Kyle's appearance, and asked sharply: "What did Miss Granger want to do when we last saw her?"

"Submitting her work to Transfiguration Today," Kyle said. "She wants to try to win the Most Promising Newcomer Award before graduation."

Professor McGonagall nodded and put away her wand.

"I have to check," she said. "What do you mean?"

"In order to avoid the eyes and ears of the Death Eaters around the school." Kyle gave a general account of the situation at the Hog's Head Inn, "Under the circumstances at the time, turning into an owl was the best option.

"I thought I had turned out pretty well, but I didn't expect you to see through me at once."

"The traces of magic on the human body are too strong. Anyone who is proficient in Transfiguration can see through it at a glance."

"Fortunately, there are no such people among the Death Eaters' spies." Kyle said with some relief.

"But why did you use Transfiguration to avoid their detection?" Professor McGonagall asked in confusion, "Wouldn't it be more convenient to let Phoenix bring you here directly?"

"Due to some special circumstances, Phoenix is ​​temporarily unable to Apparate with me." Kyle said.

"Special circumstances...what does that mean?" Professor McGonagall asked nervously, "Did the Death Eaters do something else without us knowing?"

"No, it has nothing to do with this." Kyle shook his head. "It's Professor Dumbledore's business."

"Dumbledore...what happened to him?"

"This is not the place to talk. Let's go to the principal's office and I'll explain." Kyle said, "But before that, please wait a moment while I look for my wand."

Kyle rummaged through his robes.

Since the human body cannot hide the wand during deformation, he can only hide the wand in the owl's fluffy and thick feathers. When the feathers turn back into a robe, the position will naturally change.

After searching for a while, Kyle finally found his wand behind his shoulder.

"If you had learned Animagus, this embarrassing situation would not have happened." Professor McGonagall couldn't help laughing.

"But if I use Animagus, it doesn't necessarily have to be an owl." Kyle shrugged.

Then he hid himself and went to the headmaster's office on the eighth floor with Professor McGonagall.

"Now you can tell me what happened to the headmaster?" Professor McGonagall asked impatiently as soon as she pushed open the oak door. "Also, do you know where he is?"

Professor McGonagall vaguely felt that Kyle should know Dumbledore's whereabouts.

"He's stuck in the past."

As soon as Kyle finished speaking, not only was Professor McGonagall a little surprised, but even the portraits around were stunned. They stopped pretending to sleep and all squeezed into the frame closest to the two of them.

"What did you say?"

"Where is Albus trapped?"

……

"He's trapped in the past," Kyle said softly, "Strictly speaking, it should be a hundred years ago."

The office suddenly fell silent, and then the principals gathered together and argued fiercely about something.

Professor McGonagall looked at Kyle in confusion. "So, what is going on? How could Dumbledore go back a hundred years? The existing time-turners simply cannot do that. Going back a month is already the limit."

"It's impossible now, but it was possible a thousand years ago." Kyle said. "You should remember that after the secret room was opened, a damaged time converter appeared..."

Kyle then recounted the entire story from the discovery of the Time Turner to Dumbledore using it to travel back in time.

Because there is a lot of content, Kyle took a long time.

From evening to late night and then to early morning, it was obvious that Professor McGonagall had many questions during this process, but she held back and did not interrupt Kyle.

"So you're saying that Dumbledore not only repaired the Time-Turner he had taken from the Chamber of Secrets, but also used it to travel back a hundred years?"

Professor McGonagall rubbed her forehead. She had just received too much information and she needed to sort it out.

"That's right." Kyle nodded, "No one has seen Professor Dumbledore during this period because he doesn't exist in the current time at all."

"Wait, that's not right."

At this time, a headmistress suddenly spoke up: "If it was a time turner, Albus should have returned long ago. This is a... um, balance of time."

"Because of time exclusion, this is what Professor Victor and Nicolas Flamel said." Kyle explained: "After all, it is something from a thousand years ago. Although it has been repaired, there are still some problems."

"When did this happen?" Professor McGonagall asked in a deep voice.

"A month ago, at noon on Lupin and Tonks' wedding," said Kell.

"So, Dumbledore disappeared from then on?" Professor McGonagall paced aimlessly in the headmaster's office and whispered:

"Leaving without saying a word... Didn't he ever think about what would happen if the You-Know-Who led the Death Eaters to attack the school at this time?"

"I guess he must have thought about it," Kyle said, "or he wanted to go back quickly, but he didn't expect that he would be trapped in the past and couldn't come back."

"Such a big thing, why did you tell us only now!" Professor McGonagall turned and looked at Kyle and said sternly.

"Yes." In the portrait, Phineas also chimed in, as if he didn't want to miss this opportunity to take advantage of someone's misfortune. "Since you knew about this, you should have told us Albus' whereabouts right away, instead of..."

"Please be quiet, Headmaster Black." Professor McGonagall frowned and interrupted him rudely.

Phineas' tone paused, as if he felt offended, but looking at Professor McGonagall's eyes, he said nothing, shut his mouth silently, and stood aside.

"This is Professor Dumbledore's request." Kyle explained, "He thought he might be trapped, so he asked me to keep it a secret for him. We'll talk about it when he comes back."

"In that case, why did you tell me again?" Professor McGonagall regained her composure at this time, "Since it must be kept secret, don't tell anyone. This is the safest way."

"That's not necessary." Kyle shrugged. "I haven't finished talking about this just now. The time repulsion that Professor Dumbledore encountered is not something he can solve by himself. If no one helps him, he may stay in the past forever."

"What should we do?" asked Professor McGonagall.

"Don't worry, you need to wait patiently for a while."

Kyle then told her about what happened during his trip to France, including what he had learned from Professor Victor about the flaws of the time converter, and the solution he gave after meeting Nico.

“…That’s why I came back first.”

Kyle talked for about another hour, feeling his mouth dry, but he finally explained everything clearly.

"The problem now is that Professor Dumbledore can't solve the problem of time exclusion by himself. Perhaps he didn't even realize that he was excluded, but just kept repeating things that he had experienced countless times.

“Without someone to help him, he might never come back. But if Professor Victor’s method is successful, he might be able to come back that same day. So, there is no need to keep this matter secret.

"Speaking out is to prepare the school...if he really can't come back, at least someone knows why."

"That won't happen." Professor McGonagall took a deep breath, "He's Albus Dumbledore."

"Yeah." Kyle smiled.

"So what do we need to do?" asked Professor McGonagall.

"It's not you, it's me." Kyle knocked on the table, and immediately a glass of fresh lemonade appeared beside him. "After the time converter is repaired, I will use it to go back in time and help Professor Dumbledore correct his wrong path."

"no!"

As soon as Kyle finished speaking, Professor McGonagall immediately objected: "We know nothing about time travel. Even a wizard like Dumbledore would be trapped in it, let alone you.

"Anyway, leave it to us professors. You are just a recent graduate. You can't and shouldn't take any risks."

"No, Professor, I have to go."

Kyle sighed. "Although I don't want to take risks, there is no other way. We have encountered too many things, and only I know what happened in detail."

Kyle had a vague guess that Dumbledore should have returned by now, otherwise there would be no way to explain where the time converter that was suddenly sent to Beauxbatons came from.

He was the one who participated in the whole process and knew all the details. He was also the only one who knew what to do and when.

This was also what he thought of when he was at Nico Manor.

"It still won't work." Professor McGonagall insisted, "You can tell me everything in detail... No, I remember there is a Pensieve here. I will teach you the spell to extract your memory. As long as I experience it myself, there will be no problem.

"Anyway, it's the professor's responsibility to protect students, not to put them at risk. We'll just stay in the castle like nothing happened."

Professor McGonagall's tone was very firm, and she didn't allow Kyle to refuse.

"Okay." Kyle nodded and agreed...temporarily agreed.

After Nico repairs the Time Turner, it will definitely be delivered to him, and then he can make his own decision.

But now... since Professor McGonagall wants to know the details, I will let her see it.

"I can actually perform the magic of extracting memories."

Kyle found the quaint Pensieve from the cabinet under Dumbledore's desk, took it out and placed it on the table.

Then he placed his wand against his temple, trying to draw out his memories of the night he first arrived at Beauxbatons.

It was the part where Professor Victor talked to him after dinner.

Kyle flicked his wand and a blue light was drawn out along the wand, but after just two inches, the light suddenly broke off.

"Are you okay?" Professor McGonagall asked nervously.

The Memory Charm is one of the most complex spells, and every failure could backfire on the wizard.

She felt a little regretful. When Kyle suggested extracting memories, she should have helped him instead of letting him do it himself.

It was also because Kyle usually performed so well that she subconsciously felt that even a memory spell would be no problem.

"It's okay." Kyle waved his hand.

Unlike Professor McGonagall, he did not think that his spell had failed. He was very sure that every step he took was correct, but his memory was still broken.

Kyle pressed his wand to his temple again.

"Stop." Professor McGonagall hurriedly called him, "This time it's my turn. I'll help you."

"Probably not, Professor." Kyle shook his head. "I've learned Occlumency, which blocks any magic that tries to view my memory. It's beyond my control, let alone extracting memories, so I'm the only one who can do this."

As he spoke, Kyle stirred his wand again.

The result was the same as last time, even this time after moving only an inch, the blue light representing memory was disconnected.

This time, Professor McGonagall also noticed something was wrong.

Normally, when the memory turns into a blue light and leaves the temple, it means that the magic has been successful, and all that remains is to draw it out.

This is not that difficult, or it requires no technical skills at all. Even a freshman who can use a magic wand can do it.

But Kyle failed twice in a row, which clearly showed something was wrong.

But Professor McGonagall didn't know what was wrong, because this was the first time she had encountered such a situation.

Kyle was also a little confused. He carefully recalled his previous experiences and suddenly realized something.

That glass of 'raspberry juice'!

If there was anything different about him recently, it was only the glass of 'raspberry juice' he drank at Nico's Manor.

If I remember correctly, the house-elf Tata said that it took him and Nico several days to make this thing. Kyle didn't think it was just a drink that tasted good. It must have some function that he didn't know about.

Just because of his trust in Nico, he didn't ask and just drank it.

Now that he thinks about it, could his inability to retrieve his memory this time also be related to the 'raspberry juice'?

But what's the point of this? Kyle couldn't figure it out.

Professor McGonagall couldn't figure it out either, but after two consecutive failures, she didn't dare let Kyle try again.

Moreover, at this time, the sky outside was already very dark, and large dark clouds covered the moon, making people feel a little depressed.

"I'll think of other ways later," she said. "Before that, let's put the idea of ​​watching memories aside. Just write down the process."

"Also, if the time-turner is repaired, you must tell me immediately and never act on your own." Professor McGonagall said sternly, "This is very important, understand?"

"Well... I'll try my best." Kyle said.

Professor McGonagall raised an eyebrow.

"I mean, I'll try to write the process in detail." Kyle said quickly, "But Professor McGonagall, there's a big difference between watching the process and experiencing it in person."

"I know." Professor McGonagall said, "But I can't watch you take risks. Apart from Dumbledore, you may be the only one who has a chance to defeat the You-Know-Who."

"And Harry," Kyle said, "He's the savior, and he killed You-Know-Who once."

"Ah, yes, and Mr. Potter," said Professor McGonagall, but her tone was a little perfunctory. "If his human body transformation was half as good as yours, perhaps I would feel more at ease."