Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

In order not to arouse other people's suspicion and out of curiosity, Kyle went around other places. When he returned to the Valley Bar, it was already evening. The bar was full of people and it was even more lively than at noon.

Kyle also saw someone familiar... no, to be more precise, he heard someone familiar.

"Give up, Aberforth, I won't sell alcohol to a fourth-year kid like you." The bar owner stood behind the bar, looking at the immature boy in front of him with a joking look.

The boy also looked at the boss with an angry face, "I'm already in fifth grade!"

There was a burst of laughter all around, and everyone was looking over there, as if they were watching a very interesting show.

"Not even in the fifth grade." The boss raised his eyebrows. "Before you turn seventeen, you are still a kid and can't drink."

"Here, this is for you." He pushed a cup over, "Milk pumpkin juice, this is what you should drink."

There was another round of laughter. The bearded wizard next to him slammed a Sickle on the table and shouted, "Will, don't cheat the kid out of his pocket money. I'll buy him this glass of milk."

"You... I want whiskey!" Aberforth's face turned red with anger, and he grabbed a handful of Sickle. "I can pay double the price."

"It's useless even if you pay ten times." The boss shook his head again, "You are not old enough to drink. You can only drink milk and pumpkin juice."

"You still care about this?" Aberforth stretched his neck and looked around. "Don't think I don't know that half of the wine here is illegally smuggled from Romania."

Hearing him say this, the boss was not annoyed, but smiled and said: "Correction, it's not half, but two-thirds. In addition, only things that are included in the prohibited trade list are called smuggling, but alcohol is not included."

The guests who were drinking around also laughed out loud and didn't think there was anything strange. Apparently, they all knew about it.

Listening to everyone's laughter, Aberforth became even angrier and shouted, "I'm going to open a bar in the future, and I'll let you drink as much as you want!"

"Then can we go and have a free drink?" someone asked, but the tone was more teasing, as if they thought it was fun for him to open a bar.

"You must pay double!" said Aberforth angrily.

"Then I must try it."

"Take me one, and I'll love to drink wine that costs double the price."

Amid the crowd's booing, Aberforth and Kyle passed each other, slammed the door and left the bar.

As Aberforth left, the next second, as if it had been discussed beforehand, the atmosphere in the bar suddenly became cold and even a little depressing.

This struck Kyle as a bit odd, so he found a man drinking at the bar and asked him what was going on.

But what he got in response was an impatient shout.

"It's none of your business, outsider." The other side glanced at Kyle and warned: "Put away your curiosity if you still want to leave Godric's Hollow with dignity."

"Don't say that, Cord." The bar owner came over. "He's Bathilda's friend, so he's not really an outsider."

"Bathilda's friend?"

"Yes, I have confirmed it. A Hogwarts student who likes magical history."

The man grunted twice, drank the wine in his glass in one gulp, and went to another table.

"Don't mind it." The boss looked at Kyle, "Porter... that guy from before. He has a good relationship with Candela. It's inevitable that he got a little angry at this time, but he's still a good person."

"Kandela?" Kyle repeated the name in a low voice.

"He's just a man who lives in Godric's Hollow. He has nothing to do with history. You won't be interested in him." The boss said, "Would you like a glass of brandy? I'll treat you."

"Oh, no problem," Kyle said.

He could tell that the old man didn't want to talk to him about Candela, so he didn't ask any more questions.

But Kyle could understand it. After all, he had only been here for a short time. Even with Bathilda's help, it would be impossible for him to integrate so quickly.

Take your time and take your time.

……

For a while afterwards, Kyle didn't go anywhere. He usually stayed in his room or walked around the neighborhood pretending to be busy. Then he came back in the evening to drink and chat with everyone. Occasionally, when they were in a good mood, he would pay the bill and treat everyone to a drink.

It doesn't cost much. The number of people in bars in this kind of place is basically fixed, and two Galleons at most will be enough.

And he didn't have to pay for it...it was sponsored by Holicen.

After treating everyone to a few drinks, his popularity here began to soar and he could chat with everyone.

During this period, Aberforth came several times and wanted to buy wine, but was ruthlessly rejected by the boss every time.

After Aberforth was driven away for the fifth time, Kyle put down his cup, turned around and asked, "He has been rejected so many times, why is he here again?"

"What else could it be? Another quarrel with Albus." The wizard sitting next to Kyle said after taking a sip of brandy.

Codport, who was the one who said Kyle was an outsider, has gradually lowered his guard after feeling Kyle's sincerity in recent times.

There's no way, the free wine is too delicious.

"Judging from their names, they seem to be brothers," Kyle asked intentionally or unintentionally.

"We are brothers. We used to have a very good relationship." Code said and burped.

"You just said that we had a good relationship before, what does that mean?" Kyle took the opportunity to ask,

"That is... before Albus graduates..." Corder said dazedly, "You are not a stranger anymore, so it's okay to tell you some things... in case you say something wrong someday..."

He picked up the cup again, but it was empty.

"Another glass of brandy." Kyle waved to the boss, "The best one, it's on me."

"Hehe, what a good friend." Code put his arm around Kyle's shoulders and thought about it with his half-drunk and half-awake mind.

"You probably don't know yet... Ever since Kendra Dumbledore passed away... their relationship has been getting worse and worse...

"I live next door to them and I often hear quarrels and the sound of things being smashed in the middle of the night."

After spending some time together, Kyle already knew that Kendra Dumbledore was Aberforth's mother.

"How did she die?" Kyle asked.

"I don't know..." Corder shook his head. "No one knows. We only heard a loud noise coming from Dumbledore's house..."

"Do the Dumbledores know about this?"

"I didn't know at the time." Corder shook his head, "At that time, Albus was about to take the NEWT test, and it was not until after the test that their uncle Fortlin told them about it.

"The two brothers hurried back to attend the funeral..."

At this point, Code suddenly became choked up and could only take another sip of wine to suppress his emotions.

"I don't know what happened... but since then, the two brothers have been arguing frequently... Every time Aberforth comes here, trying to numb himself with alcohol."

"So you guys just started a fuss and didn't buy it for him?" Kyle asked.

"I guess so," said Cord. "We don't want him to become an alcoholic at such a young age...

"But you must be careful. If you meet the Dumbledore brothers, don't mention Kendra, and don't ask about their parents."

"I know." Kyle nodded and ordered another whole bottle of brandy for Cord. He seemed to only like to drink this instead of the whiskey that more people liked.

After learning these secrets, Kyle did not go to Dumbledore's house to inquire out of curiosity, but continued with his previous work.

But when he went out during the day, he would find a secluded place and observe the situation over there from a distance.

He had also met the young Dumbledore, but unlike when he met him in school, the current Dumbledore no longer had that confident vitality. He was depressed and looked lost every day.

It is worth mentioning that not long after, Kyle saw the scene he was most looking forward to... young Dumbledore finally met Grindelwald.

It was a very ordinary noon, and Grindelwald was asking about something as usual... He had been doing this lately, asking around about other people's families.

Many people in the bar said that Bathilda's great-nephew must have the same hobbies as her, otherwise no normal wizard would have the time to be curious about other people's family history.

For Bathilda's sake, most of them were willing to cooperate. They had nothing to do anyway, so they just treated it as entertaining the kids.

Of course, there are also people who don't buy it, such as Cord, who really dislikes Grindelwald.

As for the reason, it was probably because he was a student of Durmstrang. Cord had no good feelings towards this school that taught dark magic, and he also didn't like Grindelwald, so naturally he wouldn't be nice to him.

On this day, Grindelwald was wandering in the valley as usual, and Dumbledore happened to be out for a walk. As fate would have it, they both came to the abandoned barn at the same time.

Kyle was in a forest not far away and saw it clearly.

He was a little excited. He had been waiting for so many days just for this. In a sense, he was witnessing history.

Just as he thought, Dumbledore and Grindelwald hit it off from the first sight. In just half a day, their relationship went from strangers to close.

And from then on, they were often seen walking side by side in the valley, and Dumbledore smiled more and more, and soon he returned to his original appearance.

These two equally confident and high-spirited young men naturally became the focus of discussion among the residents of Godric's Hollow.

Many people were sincerely happy about Albus's change. They all knew that the boy was an absolute genius when he was at Hogwarts, and they couldn't bear to see him become depressed.

Otherwise, a genius like Albus would sooner or later become obscurity in the crowd, which would be a pity.

They had tried to comfort Albus, but it was of little use. The child always acted as if he didn't care in front of others, but they could see that he was just pretending and he was still worried.

It was only with the appearance of Grindelwald that things changed.

They felt that it was Grindelwald who pulled Albus out of the quagmire, and everyone was happy.

The only one who was unhappy was probably Aberforth. He seemed very annoyed by his brother's change of attitude, and the two quarreled more and more frequently.

Normally he would only come to the tavern once every two or three days, but recently he had become a regular here. If the owner refused to sell him alcohol, he would refuse to leave and threatened to go to the Leaky Cauldron to buy it.

But the boss didn't care at all.

The reason was very simple. There was only one fireplace nearby that could use the Floo Network, and it was in his bar. As long as he did not agree to Aberforth using it, the other party would have no choice but to walk to Diagon Alley step by step.

Sometimes, when he was really annoyed, he would mix a large glass of pumpkin juice with mead and send Aberforth away.

"This child is so ignorant. He is far worse than Grindelwald."

Gradually, this sentence became the consensus of all the guests in the bar.

In their opinion, Aberforth should be happy about his brother's changes instead of going against him every day.

Compared with him, Grindelwald is even more admirable, and even Cord's attitude towards him has changed.

"Maybe I misunderstood." He said to Kyle while drinking, "Although Durmstrang is a bad school, Gellert was expelled, which means he is not a bad person, right? Otherwise, he would not have been expelled."

"It may be that what he did is something that even Durmstrang cannot tolerate." Kell complained in his heart, but on the surface he said nothing, just looked at Cord and said with interest,

"So you're going to agree to let him visit your home?"

"Let's wait a little longer." Code said with a smile, "Let's talk about it after my child is born, which will probably be in the next few months."

"Oh, why didn't you ever mention this?" Kyle looked at him in surprise.

"Didn't I mention that?" Cord blinked. "Well, it's not too late to know now."

"Then I have to prepare a good gift." Kyle thought for a moment, "How about a whole box of aged oak barrel brandy?"

"If it was given to me, I would jump for joy." Code smacked his lips, "But normally, we don't give wine to a new wizard."

"Haha, just kidding." Kyle said with a smile, "I will prepare it carefully."

"Then I'll wait." Code also smiled. "By the way, I have an idea."

"what?"

"Would you like to be the godfather of my child?"

puff……

Kyle nearly spit out his drink.

"Are you serious?" Kyle looked at him incredulously. "How long have we known each other? Is this appropriate?"

"There's nothing inappropriate about it." Code said seriously, "In fact, I think you are a good person, and your future achievements will be limitless. I am willing to let you be the godfather of my child."

"Really?" Kyle raised his eyebrows. "But you advised me to change my career yesterday, saying that studying magic history has no future."

"That was just a drunken joke, don't take it seriously." Code waved his hand, "Besides, you may not always study those things."

"Well... let's talk about it later." Kyle looked at him and changed the subject: "By the way, have you chosen a name for the child? Do you need my help?"

"No, I'm up a long time ago," said Cord. "Call Henry, what do you think?"

"Very good," Kyle said. He had a strange feeling in his heart, as if he had heard this name somewhere before, until he accidentally glanced at Code's hair.

The messy black hair looks like a bird's nest. It really should be smoothed out with some quick-smoothing hair spray.

"Wait..." Kyle suddenly thought of something and asked, "Cord, what's your last name?"

"You still don't know my last name?" Code said in surprise, seeming a little angry.

"sorry, I……"

"Listen, my name is Codport, and honestly, I think I should think carefully about letting you be the godfather of my child."

Kyle didn't hear a word of what he said next. If Cord's last name was Potter, then wouldn't his child be called...

Henry Potter.

Kyle finally knew where he had heard the name before, in a shop in Diagon Alley.

He had once bought a large amount of speedy hair spray there as a gift for Snape, and the name was printed on an old poster in the store.

Henry Potter, Fremont Potter…inventor of Potter's Speedy Smoothing Potion.

This is not the point. The point is that they are a father and son. Flemont is Henry's son. He later had a son named James, and this James married a Muggle-born girl, Lily Evans.

In other words, this unborn Henry is Harry Potter's grandfather.

tsk...

Kyle smacked his lips.

It’s hard to imagine, if he really became Henry’s godfather, what would Harry call him when he returned?

Oh yes, and Sirius, as Harry's godfather, he can't escape either.

……