Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Ever since Godric's Hollow, the Death Eaters who used to stir up trouble in the wizarding world and show off their presence everywhere seemed to have quieted down overnight.

And Voldemort has never appeared in public again. I wonder if he has become a homebody somewhere.

But this is not Voldemort's character, he can't be so quiet.

However, most people did not take it seriously, including the Ministry of Magic, who believed that this was because they suffered heavy losses in Godric's Hollow and had to rest and recuperate for a while.

But is this really the case?

Seventy Death Eaters were indeed not a small number, but they were not enough to cause any serious damage to the Death Eaters. Moreover, those people were brought by Bellatrix, and most of them were cannon fodder. Only a small number of them could be considered elite.

This can be seen from the number of people chasing Kyle. At that time, there were only about a dozen Death Eaters who could skillfully use the Killing Curse.

The Killing Curse is the best standard to measure the strength of a dark wizard.

Kyle doesn't think that the business will not be able to function without these cannon fodder Death Eaters.

He always wanted to know what Voldemort and the Death Eaters were doing during this period, but he could never find a way.

Snape probably knew, but he was only responsible to Dumbledore and there was no way he would tell Kyle the news.

But this time, the appearance of Draco Malfoy gave Kyle a glimpse of a turning point. This Death Eater, who was neither completely good nor completely bad, just met his requirements.

So, Kyle, who had an idea, did not leave Knockturn Alley immediately after being discovered. Instead, he bypassed Snape and followed the two of them, which led to the scene just now.

"You want me to betray the Dark Lord?" Malfoy looked at Kyle in horror. "That's impossible. I will die! The Dark Lord will not let anyone who betrays him go."

"Speak softly, are you afraid that others can't hear you?" Kyle reminded.

Malfoy snapped his mouth shut.

"That's easy, isn't it? Just don't let him find out, okay?"

"That's even more impossible." Malfoy lowered his voice, "No one should try to deceive the Dark Lord. We have no secrets in front of him."

"Of course I have my own way." Kyle turned his head and glanced at Narcissa on the ground. "Why do you think I used the Oblivion Charm on her just now? Even she doesn't remember having seen me, so how could the You-Know-Who know... Look, isn't this safe?"

"Forgetfulness spell?" Malfoy was stunned for a moment, then thought of something. "So you just..."

"Yes, I'm looking for the news I want." Kyle said, "It's a pity that you only have fear in your mind, and nothing else useful."

These words seemed to touch Malfoy's sore spot, and he exploded.

"Fear... Of course I am afraid. Do you know what I have been through?"

"Isn't it just the Cruciatus Curse?" Kyle said nonchalantly, "It's not like I didn't see you rolling on the ground."

"Oh..." Malfoy laughed out of anger, "It's just the Cruciatus Curse, you make it sound so easy, you haven't experienced it before."

"How do you know I didn't?" Kyle looked at him. "You don't think that when we were in Godric's Hollow, those Death Eaters threw away their wands and lined up to be killed by me."

"I..." Malfoy's eyes were uncertain, and the fear that had been suppressed resurfaced.

Yes, even seventy pigs will bump into people when they are cornered, let alone a wizard who can cast magic.

"You were broken by the Cruciatus Curse?" Kyle sneered, "I was also hit by the Cruciatus Curse, and it was cast by the Dark Lord himself. How is it? Are you satisfied?

"Not only that, have you ever seen the killing curse flying around like rain? No, but I have seen it. I experienced it myself. It was very exciting."

Looking at Kyle who was nonchalant in front of him, Malfoy felt a sense of strangeness.

Only then did he realize that the Kyle he saw now was no longer the student who sold magic maps in Hogwarts before, but a ruthless man who used the blood of Death Eaters to carve his name into Voldemort's mind.

If Voldemort wrote down the people he most wanted to kill on a piece of parchment, Kell would definitely be in the top three.

Malfoy's legs began to shake again, and if he hadn't been tied up by vines, he felt that he might not be able to stand.

"Why are you starting over again?" Kyle glanced at him. "Don't worry, I promised Dumbledore that I wouldn't pursue the matter, so the previous matter can be considered written off. You don't have to worry that I will kill you here."

"But if I agree to help you pass the message, I will die anyway," Malfoy said. "It's just a matter of time."

"I told you, he won't know." Kyle smiled, "And neither will you... When you leave this alley, you will only remember that you had a falling out with Professor Snape, and you will slam the door and leave with Ms. Narcissa, that's all."

"You're going to... use a Memory Charm on me..." Malfoy asked in horror.

"What's the problem?" Kyle glanced at him. "You can't even stop my Legilimency, and you expect to hide it from your Dark Lord?"

Kyle couldn't help smacking his lips. "I'm a little curious, who did you learn Occlumency from? It's as bad as a sieve, not even as good as Harry's."

Malfoy's breathing became rapid, as if a name from Kyle's mouth had touched his taboo.

But in the current situation, he didn't dare to get angry at all. He could only express his dissatisfaction in this way, and then he said coldly: "Bellatrix, she taught me the brain blocking technique."

"Oh, no wonder. Her brain isn't working well, and you want to learn from her?" Kell paused. "If you ask me, you might as well go to Professor Snape. He is the expert in this area."

"Forget it, let's get back to the point." Kyle cleared his throat, "If we delay too long, people will be suspicious. Can you give me an answer to my suggestion just now?"

"If I refuse, will you kill us?" Malfoy asked, glancing at Narcissa on the ground.

"Of course not. I'm not the Dark Lord." Kyle said, "But you have to think clearly. If you continue to stay in the Death Eaters, that person will not let you go. Lucius and Narcissa see this very clearly, so she brought you to Professor Snape to ask for a way out for you."

Malfoy was silent. He did not answer Kyle's question, but asked: "So the person who followed me just now was you!"

"Yes, it was me." Kyle admitted, "I was the one who put the bug in your pocket. I heard everything you said in the room.

"And I can also guess what Professor Snape's method is. He wants you to go to Dumbledore and see if he can save your lives... or your life."

"Then why should I bother?" Malfoy asked.

"What are you thinking about?" Kyle chuckled.

"It is a fact that you joined the Death Eaters, participated in their plans, and betrayed Hogwarts. Do you think you can just write it off by apologizing? How is that possible!"

"You have to do something to make up for your mistakes." Kyle waved his hand, and the vines that bound Malfoy loosened.

The sudden change almost made Malfoy sit on the ground, but he didn't care about it and stared at Kyle.

"Can you promise that I won't be killed by the Dark Lord?"

"No, this is a dangerous job." Kyle spread his hands, "Just like when you let the Death Eaters into the school, you also didn't consider whether they would kill your classmates."

"No, I didn't. I was forced to do it." Malfoy roared without any image. "If I didn't do it, he would kill me. You don't know how terrible he is. I can only do what he asks!"

"That's why you have this opportunity." Kyle's expression remained unchanged. "And the source of all this is that Lucius wanted to use the You-Know-Who's diary to harm Ginny, right? You guys are not wronged for secretly giving such a dangerous thing to a first-year student."

"Also, although you said you were forced to do it, I felt like you weren't that resistant at first. Instead, you seemed quite proud of it."

Malfoy stammered and was speechless, because this was true. When he first received Voldemort's order, he was indeed very proud, especially when facing the envious eyes of the people around him. The sense of accomplishment made him forget everything else.

"Okay, the chat time is over." Kyle checked the time, then took out his wand and pointed it at Malfoy. "I need an answer. Think carefully before you answer. This may be your only chance to survive."

Malfoy's face was pale and he clenched his fists tightly. Then he looked at Narcissa on the ground again, let go of his hands, and leaned limply against the wall.

"How can I help you..." He seemed to have used up all his strength, "I am just a marginal figure. They will never tell me their plans in advance. I can't pass on the news to you under the nose of the Dark Lord."

"It doesn't matter. Even if we can't pass on the message, we can always go shopping." Kyle said, "There's a new store opened in Diagon Alley, and it sells some expensive luxury goods.

"It's normal for a Malfoy to spend money on rare items that match his status, isn't it? Even the Dark Lord can't forbid Death Eaters from spending money."

Malfoy looked up in horror. He finally knew what Kyle wanted to do... Just like before, use Legilimency to read his memory, get the information and then use the Oblivion Charm to erase this experience.

I have to say, this is indeed very safe. Without even the relevant memory, Voldemort naturally could not have witnessed his act of betrayal.

But the problem is that the Oblivion Charm can be dangerous if used improperly, and he doesn't want to become the next Neville Longbottom.

"Don't worry, I'm quite proficient in the Oblivion Spell." Kyle saw what he was thinking and said.

"But, but... I'm not in the mood to shop." Malfoy faltered. "If I don't remember what happened today, there's no way I'd go to that store."

"Don't worry about this. I'll leave you some clues...oh, and this."

Kyle took out a piece of parchment, tore off a small piece, wrote something on it and stuffed it into Malfoy's pocket.

"This is……"

"Everything is forgotten!"

Malfoy's hand stopped in mid-air and his eyes gradually became unfocused.

……

A few minutes later, when Malfoy regained consciousness, Narcissa also woke up, but she did not wake up from the ground, but was supported by Malfoy.

"Draco, you are too impulsive." Narcissa rubbed her forehead and said subconsciously: "You shouldn't say that to Severus. He is your godfather and the only one who can help you."

"I don't care." Malfoy gritted his teeth and said, "And can't you see? The way he is trying to make excuses doesn't mean he really wants to help us."

"You..." Narcissa sighed, "I really shouldn't have let you come here today."

"Stop talking, Mom, let's go!" Malfoy frowned, and some images seemed to flash through his mind.

It looked like a shop, but he had no impression of it at all.

Malfoy shook his head, taking in his surroundings.

The dark and closed alley made him feel very uncomfortable, especially the tangled vines on the walls, which were disgusting to look at.

"Where is this, Mom? Why did you bring me to this place?"

"Didn't you lead the way?" Narcissa asked doubtfully.

This was also what she wanted to ask. It was Draco who clearly dragged her out, so why was he asking her where she was?

"Damn, we must have taken the wrong road." Malfoy cursed irritably.

This place is not like Diagon Alley. In order to avoid enemies and facilitate escape, people who come to Knockturn Alley usually go through some small alleys that are interconnected, and it is easy to get lost if you are not careful.

Malfoy, pulling Narcissa, began to walk back cursing, looking for the right way.

After they left, the alley became quiet again. A gust of wind blew up a few fallen leaves on the ground, as if nothing had happened.

……

Meanwhile, Diagon Alley.

"Professor, even if you are the headmaster of Hogwarts, we have all graduated. You don't want to control us anymore, do you?"

At Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes, Fred and George looked at the uninvited guests in front of them and said helplessly.

I really met Merlin. Didn't Hogwarts start school a long time ago? Why did Snape appear here at this time and... scolded them for no reason.

Please, they have all graduated, and you still want to use the title of professor to suppress them?

impossible!

So when faced with Snape's questioning, Fred and George didn't give him any face at all. They just did what they were supposed to do without even looking at him.

"And you don't have to remind us of any prohibited items."

Fred was cleaning the shelves while he said slowly, "We were the ones who expanded the list of prohibited items from 30 pages to 230 pages. How could we not know what was on it?"

"That's right." George also chimed in, "And we didn't take the initiative to sell it to the little wizards. I thought they were traveling to Beauxbatons."

"Professor, you'd better leave quickly and don't delay our business..."

"Yes, if we are any later we won't be able to catch the Hogwarts Express..."

"Huh? What about people?"

Fred turned around and found that Snape, who had been in the store just now, was gone.

"How rude," he muttered. "George, clean up the store properly later."

"It needs to be cleaned thoroughly. I'll go get the all-purpose cleaner."

"Remember to take the strong one."

……

At the entrance of the Magic Tricks Shop, Snape listened to the conversation inside, his face darker than the bottom of a pot.

But he couldn't care about all that at the moment, because he just accidentally saw two people walking out of Knockturn Alley.

Malfoy and Narcissa walked slowly into Diagon Alley as if they were taking a stroll.

This discovery almost pissed him off. He was busy here, but his teammates weren't in a hurry at all and even had the leisure to go shopping...

But Snape was not stupid and he reacted after a moment.

He knew very well that this matter concerned Malfoy's life and death, and Narcissa could not help but be anxious. Something must have happened in Knockturn Alley during the time he was away.

Snape narrowed his eyes. Instead of going up to ask directly, he turned back to Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes.

"professor……"

"Why are you here again!"

Fred and George said helplessly as they carried buckets of water.

They had just cleaned the floor and now they had to do it again.

"This..." Snape was too lazy to talk nonsense with them and directly took something that looked like an ear from the shelf.

“Are you the only one who has it here?”

"Of course." Fred puffed out his chest, "This is our masterpiece."

"I want it."

Without waiting for the brothers to reply, Snape threw out a Galleon and left without looking back.

By the time Fred and George came to their senses and chased after him, the other party had already disappeared on the street.

"Hey, what a shameless bastard!" Fred said angrily, "You only gave one Galleon for a six-Gallon item, and you're so confident about it."

"You're so great about being the Dean of Slytherin? We're going to go to Headmaster Dumbledore and sue you!" George was so angry that he stomped his feet.

I was already annoyed by the sight of Snape, and now I've lost five Galleons. Isn't this just stealing?

So shameless!