Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

As a magical means of transportation specifically serving wizards, the Knight Bus has nothing to complain about in terms of price and efficiency, but the experience is somewhat unsatisfactory.

Kyle had to hold on tightly to the armrest next to his seat to prevent himself from being thrown out by the sudden huge inertia.

This double-decker bus is just like a husky running around on the street. You never know where it will appear in the next second. It may be in a small alley that is only wide enough for one person to pass through, or it may be on a completely undeveloped stone road. Or it may jump over someone's roof.

The highlight is efficiency. As long as you can take a shortcut, you can go forward even if there is no road.

Finally, before Kyle could vomit his breakfast, the car stopped.

"Godric's Hollow!" The ticket seller's cheerful voice came from the front. It can be heard that she really likes this job.

Kyle quickly got off the bus. If he could help it, he really didn't want to experience it again.

When the doors closed, Kyle heard the conductor's voice again.

"Next stop is Diagon Alley. We have another customer."

The double-decker bus flashed a few times in the air and then disappeared.

Kyle stood there, calming his churning stomach a little.

At this time, the effect of the polyjuice potion gradually disappeared, black hair grew again on his sparse head, and Kyle returned to his normal appearance.

The timing was just right. If it had been a little later, he would have had to take a second sip of Polyjuice Potion. However, given the bumpy ride at the time, Kyle wasn't sure if he would spit out the potion he had just drunk.

After a few minutes, he turned and walked into Godric's Hollow.

Unlike what he remembered, Godric's Hollow at this moment seemed to be a place where only wizards lived. The buildings he saw were all of various kinds, with all sorts of shapes, but there were no normal houses.

Kyle passed by a building that was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, shaped like a big umbrella, and then walked along a huge roller-shaped house into the valley.

First he needed to find Dumbledore's house, which he had inquired about before coming here. It was located in the south of the valley, near Bathilda Bagshot's house. They used to be neighbors.

Although Kyle had been to Bathilda's house before, that was a hundred years later. The surrounding environment was very different from what it was then. Kyle circled the valley several times and it took him a long time to find the two-story building.

Bathilda's house has not changed much from what I remembered, except that it looks much newer. There are no vines on the walls that would affect the appearance. The walls are blue, and the red roof is also eye-catching.

Although the garden is not big, it is well maintained. It is full of rue flowers, and a faint fragrance can be smelled from a long distance away. There is also a small bird bath in the middle of the garden, which attracts many birds to stop around, chirping and making it very lively.

It can be seen that the owner of the house likes this place very much and has kept everything in order.

In fact, Kyle had seen this place at the beginning, but he subconsciously felt that he had remembered the wrong way... This was very different from the Bagshot Mansion in his memory, which was dark and secluded and a natural horror movie shooting location after dark.

Only after he had gone around in a complete circle and tried all possible places and saw that there was really no place else to go did he come back here again.

When he arrived, a witch who looked to be in her twenties was driving away the gnomes in the garden and getting angry at a window on the second floor.

"I knew they would expel you sooner or later. Look at what you have done. Who would conduct such dangerous magic experiments in school... Hey, Gellert, I am talking to you. Even if it is out of courtesy, you should look at me. Besides, I am your great aunt."

"I heard you, you don't have to keep reminding me of this."

A somewhat helpless voice came from upstairs, and then a golden head poked out of the window.

"You don't look much older than me. In fact, I prefer the name of aunt to great-aunt. It sounds younger, right?"

The boy upstairs looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, younger than Dumbledore at this time. Although a little immature, he was very handsome.

Judging from the address just now, this person should be Gellert Grindelwald.

His hair was long and draped over his shoulders. It was a beautiful golden color that sparkled in the sunlight, making him look like a giant bird perched on the windowsill.

"Don't think I will believe your sweet talk, Gellert. I tell you, these are useless to me. Not at all."

Although she said this, young Bathilda Bagshot didn't pay attention, and her voice was much quieter than before.

"Don't change the subject. Why do you want to do those dangerous dark magic experiments in school? It's obvious that school will be closed in a few days.

"As a result, I was expelled from school and can't even get my diploma."

"Certificate, ha, I don't need that kind of thing to prove myself."

Gellert Grindelwald said nonchalantly, "Besides, good ideas only come in a moment, and I don't have the patience to wait a few more days."

"If you don't care about the certificate, why do you come to me for refuge?" Bathilda asked.

"I'm not here to seek refuge, but Auntie, I don't think now is the time to talk about this." Grindelwald raised his eyebrows and looked at Kyle standing on the side of the road. "It seems like you have a guest."

"Guest?" Bathilda Bagshot turned around and saw Kyle as well.

Out of politeness, she washed her muddy hands in the birdbath before coming over and asking:

"Who are you and why are you standing in front of my house."

"Oh, sorry." Kyle said a little embarrassedly. He was listening so intently that he stopped subconsciously. He didn't expect to be discovered so soon.

"Actually, I'm here to travel." Kyle quickly thought of a reason and said, "I want to ask if there is any place nearby that can provide accommodation."

"Travel?" Bathilda frowned. "What's there to see in this place?"

"Yes, it is. After all, it is where Godric Gryffindor was born. As a member of Hogwarts, I have wanted to come and see it for a long time."

"Did you know this is where Gryffindor was born?"

For some reason, Bathilda's eyes lit up and she became excited all of a sudden.

"Is there anything strange about this?" Kyle couldn't help but take a small step back. "Isn't this something everyone knows? This place is called Godric's Hollow, and Gryffindor is also called Godric."

"No, no, no, not many people know about this." Bathilda shook her finger. "Now most people think that this is where Gryffindor met Ravenclaw, and few people know that this is where he was born.

"You must have read a lot of books on the history of magic to find this. I guess you must have read the book "Crossing the Muddy Valley" and "The Tenth Century Wizard Records."

"Hmm...hmm..." Kyle laughed dryly twice.

In fact, he had never heard of either book; the only one he had read was A History of Magic.

The origin of the name Godric's Hollow is the above content, and it is the content of the first lesson in the first grade, so these things are no different from common sense in his eyes.

But Kyle suddenly realized that "A History of Magic" was the work of Bathilda Bagshot, and at this point in time, the book had not yet been written.

"Oh, yes, I've seen it." Kyle could only say with gritted teeth.

"So you're also a student interested in magical history?" Bathilda looked even more enthusiastic.

"I also like magical history. I think it's very interesting to dig out the stories hidden in time. This is why I moved here."

"I'm sorry I don't understand your preference, aunt." Grindelwald's voice came from upstairs again, "Magic is the most attractive thing. Things like history should be left in the past."

"Shut up, Gellert, or I'll send you back." Bathilda said viciously, like an angry fire dragon.

Under the threat of the fire dragon, the big golden bird immediately closed his beak.

"Sorry, kid." Bathilda turned her head and smiled again, "Don't worry, he is Gellert Grindelwald, my great-nephew, a student at Durmstrang.

"I think you must know that the people in that school are a bunch of idiots who like to use their muscles to control their bodies. They simply cannot understand the charm of history."

"I'm not, I'm fired!" Grindelwald corrected.

"Does this seem so glorious to you?" cried Bathilda.

"At least I'm not an idiot." Grindelwald said with a smile. He jumped off the windowsill and landed steadily on the ground.

"Are you really a student of history?" He looked Kyle up and down.

To be honest, Kyle's back was already starting to sweat.

In his original plan, he would not contact anyone in Godric's Hollow, he would just wait quietly for Dumbledore.

Diagon Alley didn't matter. It was far enough away that it had little to do with his plan. As long as he didn't do anything too exaggerated... like letting the basilisk slaughter the entire street, anything else would slowly be diluted by time.

This is also his advantage, because there was no second Kyle a hundred years ago. In a sense, he is a man of this era.

But Godric's Hollow is different. Everyone here is a monster. The most troublesome ones are Grindelwald and Dumbledore. It is difficult for Kyle to guarantee that his excuses can deceive them.

Moreover, they were the protagonists of the following decades and had a huge influence, so it was too risky to get in touch with them.

But at this point, it was impossible to just walk away. Kyle could only bite the bullet and say, "Yes, I do like magical history."

"Then do you know where Durmstrang is?" Grindelwald narrowed his eyes.

"Gellert." Bathilda frowned. "You..."

"It's okay, aunt." Grindelwald shook his head and said, "I don't think he's that old. He should be a student. If he's a student, he must be interested in other magic schools."

"Ah, that's right. I don't know the exact location." Kyle thought for a moment and said, "But I know that the school is in Northern Europe, a very cold place, and the school uniforms include fur capes."

"You're right, that place is indeed cold, but is that all?" Grindelwald raised his eyebrows.

"Compared to magic school, I am actually more interested in goblins." Kyle continued, "I have been studying the history of the goblin rebellion in school."

Bathilda's eyes lit up even more.

"Fairies, rebellion... I'm also interested. Can you tell me about it?" Grindelwald asked.

"I found Hogsmeade." Kyle said, "There is a place there that was their former headquarters, but it has been abandoned. I tried to look for any remaining traces there before, but was driven out."

Grindelwald looked at Bathilda, as if to ask for confirmation, but found that she had become extremely excited.

"If it's about the history of the goblin rebellion, I recommend you go to the Bacol Ruins. That's where the goblin Bacol first decided to start a rebellion. There are many useful traces left there, and their weapons foundry is also there."

“Looks like I have a target for my next stop,” Kyle said.

Grindelwald suddenly smiled, looked at Bathilda, and said with a hint of sarcasm: "I always thought you were the only one who liked that kind of boring stuff, but I didn't expect that there are other people who like it too."

"Be polite."

"Oh, sorry." Grindelwald said sincerely, "Although I don't understand, I respect your preferences and sincerely hope that you can achieve your wish."

He bowed slightly, then turned and went back into the room, no longer paying attention to Kyle.

He came here in the beginning because he was worried that Bathilda had been cheated. After all, at the first sight of Kyle, he felt that this person was not legitimate and was also hard to see through.

But now it seems that he was worrying too much. Bathilda's performance told him that the man really knew a lot about the history of magic.

Maybe it's a hobby only for British wizards.

And a person who likes the history of magic, in his opinion, is not worthy of too much attention.

After Grindelwald left, Kyle breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, at this time Grindelwald's eyes were full of magic research. In his opinion, he might be no different from the goblin in the garden.

Bathilda was very enthusiastic. It was rare to meet someone who also liked the history of magic. She talked to Kyle a lot, from the goblin rebellion to the giant war.

With the knowledge he learned from "History of Magic", Kyle was able to say a few words. As for the content that was not in the book, he simply said that he had not paid attention to it.

Anyway, he set his character as a sixth-year student at Hogwarts, so his experience here is limited, so it's normal that he doesn't know much.

Or if he really knew everything, that would be suspicious.

Before he knew it, it was already noon. The enthusiastic Bathilda invited him to have lunch together, but Kyle refused.

Are you kidding? It was already troublesome enough after just a few words of conversation. How could he possibly have lunch with Grindelwald?

Seeing Kyle's firm attitude, Bathilda was disappointed but did not insist.

"Okay then, but I must say that Gellert is indeed an expelled student, but he is actually a very enthusiastic and cheerful person, not what you think."

Bathilda thought Kyle just didn't want to have too much contact with someone who was expelled from school, so she helped to defend him.

She liked Grindelwald very much, so naturally she didn't want others to look at him with tinted glasses.

"No, you misunderstood." Kyle shook his head quickly and said, "I have an elder who was also expelled from school, but this did not prevent him from becoming an excellent Magizoologist in the future."

"Is he from Hogwarts too?" Bathilda asked curiously. "Do I know him?"

"I don't think so." Kyle shook his head and said vaguely, "He's not in the UK right now, maybe you will know him later.

"Just like what Mr. Grindelwald said just now, some people don't need a diploma to prove themselves."

"I'm glad you think so," Bathilda said happily. "So where are you going now? Do you need any help?"

"Let's find a place to stay before tonight." Kyle said, "I may have to stay here for a few days to look for any traces of Gryffindor that may exist."

Kyle originally wanted to say that he wanted to leave directly, so that he could get rid of Grindelwald more easily.

But he soon realized that he would most likely not stay in the same place without moving, and it would only be more troublesome if he was discovered.

"A place to stay... You can go to the Valley Bar." Bathilda thought for a moment, pointed in a direction, and said, "It's at the lowest point of the valley. There's accommodation there, the price is reasonable, and the environment is good.

"When you get there, you can tell me my name. If old Johnson can't give you a satisfactory discount, I will throw his precious oak barrel into the lake."