Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Under the dim sky in the evening, Kyle sped along on his broomstick.

Dumbledore followed behind, but he did not use any magical items to assist him.

Kyle originally wanted to wait for him, but Dumbledore had no intention of riding on the same broom with him, so he flew out like a bolt of dry land.

A ball of magic like the wind surrounded Dumbledore's feet, carrying him to fly freely in the air. His movements were even smoother than those of Wenda Rosier whom he had met before.

And he was walking pretty fast, following Kyle closely, occasionally turning his head to look at him.

"It's okay, you don't have to take care of me, I can keep up." said Dumbledore.

His voice became much quieter through the whistling wind, but it was very harsh to Kyle's ears.

What do you mean by keeping up...It's great to be able to fly.

Well, being able to fly is indeed amazing.

Kyle had to admit that among all magic, flying magic was the rarest, but at the same time it was the most useful. It could play a crucial role whether in a head-on confrontation or in running away.

But this kind of magic is too rare. There is no relevant record in the school library, not even in the restricted area. Most flying magic is created by some gifted wizards.

Voldemort, for example, has a magic that allows him to turn himself into black mist, which looks a bit like an Obscurus from a distance. It can fly short distances and can also be used in conjunction with Apparition.

Those trusted Death Eaters also know this magic, and when they use it together, it's like a dark cloud passing by, giving a very oppressive feeling.

The same goes for Grindelwald's followers. Kyle had seen this in the forest and suffered a great loss.

Hmm... Come to think of it, since Grindelwald can fly, it is impossible for Dumbledore, who has been in a love-hate relationship with him for decades, to chase him on the ground all the time. It is reasonable that he can use flying magic.

Kyle looked at Dumbledore again and felt his eyes tear up.

Want to learn.

Of course, now is definitely not the time. Kyle plans to wait until this matter is over before asking Dumbledore.

Even if you can't get the phoenix, learning some flying magic will be enough.

The two flew forward like this until they stopped outside Godric's Hollow. Kyle jumped off the broom first. There was a small forest in front of them. There was no one in it, but Kyle could clearly feel the danger hidden nearby.

It was too quiet, so quiet that there was not even the sound of insects. This was very abnormal.

Suddenly, something flew over at high speed and grabbed Kyle's shoulder.

The other person was very strong and grabbed Kyle and flew deep into the woods.

As Kyle was taken away, a clear black figure appeared in the sky.

Dumbledore, who was about to save someone, suddenly stopped and raised his head with a serious face.

"Tom..."

"My dear professor, you are here as expected." Voldemort stood in mid-air, his scarlet eyes fixed on Dumbledore below.

"You knew I was coming?" Dumbledore asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know." Voldemort raised his lips, "But this doesn't stop me from trying my luck. After all, you have always been optimistic about that dirty werewolf. If I kill him on this day, maybe you will avenge him."

"Remus has a pure and kind soul." Dumbledore said coldly.

"The werewolf's soul is pure...ha, how ridiculous..."

Voldemort raised his wand and a beam of green light descended from the sky towards Dumbledore.

Dumbledore turned and disappeared with a whirl of his robes.

"Come on, my dear professor, let's continue our unfinished battle." Voldemort laughed wildly, and another green light flew towards Dumbledore. "Your greatest reliance has fallen into my hands. Do you think you can still stop me?"

"The wand has never been the determining factor in victory." Dumbledore appeared behind Voldemort and waved his arm gently. Voldemort dodged subconsciously and the spell fell on the cliff behind him.

I don't know what spell Dumbledore used, but a wide crack more than ten feet long immediately appeared on the cliff.

"Too slow, Professor, too slow..."

Voldemort grinned, "After losing the Elder Wand, every movement of yours reveals a sense of old age. This is far worse than before."

He waved his wand again, and an abnormal gust of wind immediately blew around him, then gathered together and ravaged everything around him.

Wherever the strong wind passed, every tree and every stone was swept up and crushed to pieces.

Dumbledore still dodged calmly.

"It seems that your situation is not very good, Tom. Is this the only large-scale spell you can use to hold the scene?" He laughed, "Or do you think this can scare me?"

As if to deliberately provoke Voldemort, Dumbledore said loudly:

"I'm curious about how you recovered the half of your leg that I broke. Did you raise a five-legged monster and connect its leg? No wonder there's always a bad smell."

"Shut up!"

Voldemort’s eyes became even redder. He didn’t expect Dumbledore to become so... eloquent. His mentality exploded.

Earlier, during the fight for the Elder Wand, one of his legs was hit by Dumbledore's spell and broke on the spot, and he fell into a ditch full of garbage.

He has always regarded this incident as a shame.

Now that Dumbledore had said it to his face, how could he remain calm?

"Avada Kedavra!"

A dazzling green light exploded in the air.

……

At the same time, deep in the woods, Kyle also saw clearly what was holding him.

An adult curled-winged demon.

Fantastic Beasts…seriously?

Kyle didn't even struggle, he just opened the lock of the box in mid-air.

"Roar!"

"Ow!"

As a deafening roar was heard, a wall suddenly appeared in front of the Curled-Winged Demon, with three huge heads growing on the wall, biting towards the Curled-Winged Demon at the same time.

The Winged Demon subconsciously dropped Kyle and flew high into the sky, barely avoiding the attack of the three-headed dog.

Kyle fell to the ground and immediately took out his wand and looked around vigilantly.

"Come out, my dear professor. I know you are here."

A gust of wind blew, rustling the leaves, and the sound of light footsteps was mixed in.

Kyle turned around immediately and swung the wand in his hand violently.

"Armor protection!"

A tree was cut in half, but Kyle's real target stood there intact, his wand held flat against his chest.

"It's amazing. You've changed so much compared to six years ago."

Oren smiled and said, "How did you guess it was mine?"

"There are not many wizards who can carry a Winged Demon with them, and you happen to be one of them." Kyle said lightly.

"Yes, that's true." Oren nodded, "But I think there seem to be fewer people carrying three-headed dogs. Where did you get it from?"

He asked naturally, his tone as if he was chatting with an old friend.

"Of course, it's the chocolate frog." Kyle said calmly, "Don't you know? If you collect all the chocolate frog pictures, you can go to the Ministry of Magic and exchange them for a three-headed dog, a dragon, or a leopard. It's up to you."

"Really..." Oren said in surprise, "It's a pity that I don't like chocolate."

"It's okay, I'll take you there." Kyle said with a smile.

"what?"

Before Oren could react to what this meant, a faint sweet and fishy smell suddenly wafted over from the side.

"Nangdu leopard!"

Oren reacted quickly and immediately pulled back, out of the range of the poisonous fog.

But at the same time he was also very scared.

Cold sweat flowed down Oren's forehead, especially after he saw the magical animal that was pitch black and looked like a leopard not far away, he could no longer remain calm.

"Nangdu leopard!"

Oren called out subconsciously.

Kyle was already surprised that he had a three-headed dog, so how did this Nangdu leopard come from... Can wizards really raise such a magical animal?

You have to know that it took him several years just to tame the curled-winged demon, the Nangdu leopard... This is a bit too much.

"Very strange?" Kyle said slowly, "I collected two sets of cards and exchanged them for two magical creatures. Is there any problem?"

Oren naturally didn't believe such ridiculous remarks. The Ministry of Magic would have to be crazy to agree to exchange the Chocolate Frog card for the Nundul Panther.

But no matter what the reason, the existence of the Nangdu leopard is a fact.

Oren suddenly realized that he seemed to have made a mistake. It was not six years ago, and Kyle was no longer the weak freshman.

But soon, Oren calmed down again.

"Do you dare? The poison of the Nangdu leopard does not distinguish between friend and foe."

"It doesn't matter." Kyle shrugged. "Poison is not the only weapon used by the Nangdu Leopard."

Kyle waved his wand again.

The surrounding trees began to grow wildly, and the sharp branches were like spears, stabbing from all directions.

Just as Oren was about to dodge, he suddenly heard a faint sound of wind behind him.

It's that sweet fishy smell again.

At this moment, the Winged Demon swooped down behind Oren desperately and covered his neck with its broad wings.

Click!

That was the sound of teeth piercing through scales. Blood spurted out from the wings of the curled-winged demon. It let out a sharp cry, and its entire body curled up, while spitting out a bright blue liquid, forcing the Nangdu Leopard behind Oren to retreat.

The curled-winged demon also has venom. If the poisonous leopard does not retreat, the result will be that both sides will suffer losses.

That's fine now.

Because of the solid bite, the Winged Demon could no longer fly and fell on Oren's shoulder.

Kyle waved his wand again, and the branches and vines spreading around began to shrink, forming a huge wooden cage that trapped Oren inside.

“What a remarkable growth,” Oren exclaimed. “Are you trying to kill me here?”

"You wanted to do the same thing before, didn't you?" Kyle said calmly, "If I hadn't been lucky, I might have stayed in the Forbidden Forest forever six years ago. Now it's just a change of offense and defense. Can't you accept it?"

"Do you think so?" Oren held the Winged Demon in his arms.

"Using a magical animal as a shield?" Kyle frowned and said with disgust, "It just saved your life. Don't let me look down on you, Professor Oren."

"No, you misunderstood, I never thought about it that way." Oren shook his head, "It's just that the Nangdu leopard is staring at me from behind, and it refuses to hide completely, so I can only do this.

"Besides, I never really thought of killing you six years ago. Otherwise, I could have threatened you with that little witch and made you surrender. Why did I let her go?"

Kyle paused. "Isn't that because of your ego?"

"Ha, do you think I'm a fool like Malfoy?" Oren sneered, "In order to achieve my goal, I don't mind using some dishonorable means.

"For example, the Dark Lord could have captured all the students on vacation one by one, then went to the entrance of the Ministry of Magic and threatened Dumbledore with their lives in front of everyone.

"If one doesn't work, then ten, fifty, a hundred... Based on my understanding of Dumbledore, he will most likely accept his death calmly."

Kyle's mouth twitched.

Don’t say it, really, if Voldemort really did this, he also felt that Dumbledore would voluntarily die in order to save others.

And this is actually not difficult. There are many students in Hogwarts. Even if you exclude those from pure-blood families, there are still hundreds of them left. It is not certain that they can escape Voldemort's attack.

In a sense, Oren is more like the Dark Lord than Voldemort.

"It's a pity that the idiot's mind is full of the savior Harry Potter. He deserves to be able to hide in the lair and vent his anger."

"You can't say that."

Kyle shook his head. "This kind of extreme behavior might allow him to kill Dumbledore, but it would also arouse the anger of all wizards... No one wants to let this madman live. What if he is not satisfied after occupying Britain and reaches out to other countries?

"By then, this matter will not be limited to Britain. The entire wizarding world will not let him go, including you who gave him this idea."

"That would be great if that's the case."

Oren stared at Kyle and suddenly changed his expression. "Ha, don't take it seriously. I'm just talking. I'm just an insignificant servant of the Dark Lord. How could he listen to my advice?"

"That's hard to say." Kyle raised his wand. "To be on the safe side, you'd better not go back."

"No, I can't die now." Oren said, and he disappeared in an instant and reappeared next to a tree not far away.

Using Apparition during combat?

Kyle frowned.

This was a problem. Unless Dumbledore was there, he might not be able to catch up with Oren if he wanted to escape.

"Don't worry, like I said, the arrogant Dark Lord won't listen to the advice of a servant." Oren said, leaning against a tree.

"From what you said, it seems that you don't respect You-Know-Who as much as other Death Eaters."

"This has nothing to do with you." Oren said slowly.

Because he could escape at any time, he was not very nervous even if there was a Nangdu leopard watching him closely.

"Then tell me something relevant." Kyle asked, "You just said that six years ago in the Forbidden Forest, you didn't want to kill me?"

"Yes." Oren nodded, "Your father saved my life, so I have to save your life to repay him."

"Save me?" Kyle was confused. "Are you kidding? I didn't think I was in danger at that time."

“Just because there was no danger then doesn’t mean there won’t be danger in the future,” Oren said.

"What do you mean?" Kyle thought for a moment, not quite understanding, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"It's simple." Oren smiled. "I want to use an overly powerful forgetfulness spell to damage your brain and make you mediocre."

The first person Kyle thought of was Neville. It seemed that his memory was so bad because of the Forgetfulness Charm.

Kyle was speechless for a while.

This is to save him? That's nonsense.

But he could also tell that Oren's tone was sincere and he wasn't joking at all.

"But now it seems that I have done too much." Oren shook his head. "Forget it, let me give you a piece of advice. Stay away from Dumbledore, even though he is a good person in the eyes of everyone."

"why?"

"Because of my father," Oren said, "he also worshipped Dumbledore. Not only did he firmly believe that he could change the wizarding world, he also resolutely joined the Order of the Phoenix. But what happened in the end..."

"He killed a werewolf during an operation. To avenge him, the werewolf broke into my house on a rainy night. Then, he died."

"I was also teased by the werewolf and ran away for a whole day until I met your father in a remote place. Dumbledore never showed up during this period."

Oren's voice was very calm, as if he was not talking about himself, but an unrelated person.

"Dumbledore is not God, he can't take care of everyone," said Kyle.

"That's what I want to say. Being too close to Dumbledore will always lead to various troubles. He can't take care of everyone. The safest thing to do is to stay away from him."

"Keep me away from Dumbledore... So that's why you attacked me?"

"Only partially, but mainly because of another thing."

"what?"

"I learned at the time that the Dark Lord might be coming back soon."

Oren raised his head. "At that time, I thought that you, who were too smart, would probably participate in the second war after his resurrection... Perhaps only by becoming mediocre can you survive this crisis."