Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

As a nominal island, the Hebrides Islands are a bit too large, and there is even a mountain range on it.

Perhaps this is also the reason why black dragons can live here for generations. If the area is too small, it is impossible to raise fire dragons.

The good news is that after going deep into the island, Voldemort turned into black mist and left first with his trusted Death Eaters.

Kyle and most of the resentful cannon fodders followed behind, panting and trudging across the mountains on foot.

But this is also good news for Kyle. Without Voldemort around, he doesn't have to be restricted in doing some things.

"You must be tired, man." Kyle caught up with a Death Eater who had fallen behind and patted him on the shoulder from behind. "Want something to drink? I have some butterbeer here."

The man turned around and was stunned when he saw Kyle's face clearly.

It's strange, why is Travernot, a man with little ability but a bad temper, so easy to talk to today?

But before he could think clearly, a magic wand flew past his eyes.

"Legilimency!"

The Death Eater's eyes suddenly became unfocused.

Kyle checked his memory and shook his head in disappointment.

Again, there was nothing. He had checked six Death Eaters but found no useful information.

These guys have no idea what the purpose of this trip is.

It seems that we have to start with those trusted Death Eaters. The most ideal candidate must be Rodolphus Lestrange, who was the person in charge before Voldemort came. He must know a lot.

But he will probably stay next to Voldemort, so it will be difficult to take action against him.

Kyle thought about it and waved his hand.

"Collapse!"

The Death Eater who had just woken up fainted again immediately.

"Should we notify the Order of the Phoenix?" Kyle muttered to himself without turning his head.

Logically speaking, the Order of the Phoenix would definitely stop such a large-scale action by the Death Eaters, but this time Voldemort is here and Dumbledore is missing, so it would be useless even if the Order of the Phoenix came.

And Cornwall also needs manpower... Although that Barborlanis was Moody in disguise, Barty Crouch Jr. hasn't come back yet, and Kyle didn't see him in the crowd just now.

What if the Order of the Phoenix transferred everyone here and Tonks was in danger?

But we have to keep it to ourselves. If something unexpected happens, such as the black dragon flying away, the Ministry of Magic will be in big trouble if it doesn't know anything.

After hesitating for a moment, Kyle took out a special piece of parchment and wrote a line on it.

"A mysterious person appeared in the Hexidilian Islands."

This is the summons parchment. The other one is with Cedric.

Being the clear-headed and calm man that he is, Cedric definitely knew what to do after receiving his message.

At least after seeing the mysterious man's name, they should be more cautious.

The only problem now is that the Hesperidian Islands are a bit far away and may be beyond the range of the message parchment.

After all, when he did this, it was just to facilitate communication within the Ministry of Magic, and it had not yet developed into a cross-border business.

Kyle folded up the parchment, opened the box and jumped inside.

After a while, an animal with a horse's body and a fish tail squeezed out of the box. The moment it landed, its fish tail disappeared and it turned into a complete horse, then ran quickly towards the seaside.

Kelpie, a magical animal that can change its body shape freely. During the Triwizard Tournament, Kyle...well, brought it back for treatment, and now it comes in handy.

Although the owl that the Kelpie transformed into did not have that magical ability to recognize roads, Kyle did not need it to deliver the letter to a specific location.

According to the location of the Hebrides Islands, as long as we cross the ocean and reach the edge of Britain, the content should be displayed on Cedric's side.

After doing all this, Kyle kicked the unconscious Death Eater away as usual, then took out the Firebolt and chased in the direction where Voldemort disappeared.

There is still time, and he needs to collect more information.

It should be impossible for Voldemort to stay with those Death Eaters forever. When they separate, it will be his chance.

With the help of the flying broom, Kyle quickly surpassed the cannon fodder troops and reached the other side of the island first.

What comes into view is a village, a village at the foot of Jianwai Mountain. Most of the houses are made of stones and some kind of plants. It is full of medieval style, a bit like a smaller version of Diagon Alley.

Kyle hid in a tree and looked towards the village.

The originally quiet village was now on fire, and the Death Eaters following Voldemort were destroying the simple houses like crazy.

Seems to be venting anger.

Because Kyle didn't see a stranger.

The entire village had been emptied before Voldemort arrived, and everyone was missing. I guess they must have hidden in the mountains.

I have to say that Miles McFasty is really a smart man. Faced with such a large number of Death Eaters, the safest place is only where there are groups of black dragons.

In sight, Rodolphus Lestrange knelt down again, curled up on the ground and struggled like a cooked shrimp.

If nothing unexpected happened, Voldemort should have given him a Cruciatus Curse as a punishment for his cleverness.

"Where is the person you are talking about?"

From a distance, Kyle could hear Voldemort's roar.

"Master... they... really agreed... and put forward conditions for cooperation... I swear..."

Lestrange writhes on the ground in agony.

"You've been fooled, idiot! They are just stalling for time, buying time for everyone to transfer."

Voldemort's face was gloomy, and he threw another Cruciatus Curse, "It seems that Miles McFasty doesn't want to be a smart man."

Rodolphus Lestrange was in so much pain that he could not make any sound. Only the twitching of his calf proved that he was still alive.

At this time, other Death Eaters arrived.

Facing Rodolphus Lestrange lying on the ground, they all lowered their heads and pretended that they saw nothing.

Kyle also took the opportunity to leave his hiding place and sneak into the back of the team.

"Anyone who disobeys the Dark Lord will pay the price." A large man overturned the last intact house, walked over, and ordered in a haughty tone: "Go find them!"

Everyone looked at each other.

They had not forgotten the roar of the fire dragon and the dozen or so intertwined flames they had just heard.

There are fire dragons in this mountain range, at least a dozen of them.

Go in to look for someone? That would be courting death.

But their hesitation did not last long. Voldemort just turned his head slightly, and everyone scattered like birds and beasts, rushing into the mountains in the blink of an eye.

You won't necessarily die if you face a fire dragon, but you will definitely die if you stand still.

Just like old Crabbe said just now, there is a price to pay for disobeying the Dark Lord, the price of life.

Kyle was also in the mix.

But he didn't go far, and soon he secretly turned back.

After making sure that the village was no longer of any value, Voldemort left. Now the only one left was Rodolphus Lestrange, who was tortured to the brink of collapse by the Cruciatus Curse.

"Tsk tsk, what are you trying to do?" Kyle pointed the wand at his head.

"Legilimency."

The spell that had been so effective before now only produced a messy picture with no useful information at all.

Occlumency?

Kyle frowned.

That's right. How could a confidant trusted by Voldemort not know Occlumency? Even if it was to save their lives, they had to learn this.

But this would be troublesome.

If Legilimency doesn't work, then the only thing left is to try Veritaserum.

Kyle did have this kind of potion. During the first-year holiday, Headmistress Sassia of St. Mungo's gave him a box of dozens of different potions, including a small bottle of truth serum, because he defeated the werewolf.

Snape also gave him a bottle one Christmas.

Even though his original intention was to threaten and he had no good intentions, the potion was real, a true truth serum, and two drops of it would ensure that whatever he asked would be answered.

But considering Lestrange's current dying state, he probably can't say anything.

Kyle was a little hesitant, wondering whether he should look for another opportunity... But opportunities are rare, and he didn't know when he would encounter a lone high-ranking Death Eater like this again.

How about taking him away... and leaving the Hebrides directly?

Kyle hesitated in his heart. At the same time, the effect of the Polyjuice Potion in his body gradually disappeared due to the passage of time.

When Rodolphus Lestrange forced himself to open his eyes, he saw a face that he would never forget.

The Lestrange family originally had the largest number of Death Eaters, until this man showed up... There were originally three of them, but now there's only one left.

It's all this guy named Kyle!

Rodolphus Lestrange, finding strength from nowhere, grabbed the wand and waved it toward the sky.

A huge skull appeared out of nowhere, with a python coiled in its mouth.

He knew that it would be difficult for him to kill Dumbledore's successor in his current state, so he chose to release the Dark Mark!

As long as the Dark Lord sees the mark, he will come.

Kyle's heart was startled. He then noticed that Lestrange had woken up at some point and he had returned to his original state.

"You can't run away..." Rodolphus Lestrange gasped heavily, but his eyes were full of madness and joy.

"I never thought... that I would actually... meet you here..."

"It's quite a coincidence. Your Lestrange family and I are really destined to be together." Kyle made up his mind, put away the Polyjuice Potion in his hand, replaced it with another thumb-sized bottle, pried open his mouth, and poured the potion inside into it.

In an instant, Rodolphus Lestrange became polite, and his eyes full of swear words became much clearer.

"Tell me why you are here!"

"Recruit the black dragons of the Hexadilian Islands and start the war." Rodolphus Lestrange said in a dull tone.

"Is that all?" Kyle asked again, "What if we can't recruit them?"

"Kill the wizards of the McFasty family, create chaos, and cause a black dragon riot."

"What will you do?"

Under the influence of the truth serum, Lestrange answered every question, "Black dragons are extremely disgusted with magic. As long as a large number of wizards continue to use magic, they can leave Hexagon..."

"Avada..."

Before Lestrange could finish his words, Kyle suddenly leaned forward, rolled over, and narrowly avoided the killing curse that came from a distance.

A cloud of black fog descended from the sky.

Voldemort is back!

Without any hesitation, Kyle prepared to Apparate away. Since he already knew most of the information, there was no point for him to stay here.

But the next second, Kyle found that he was still standing there.

"Have you discovered that Apparition doesn't work anymore?" Voldemort fell to the ground, a hint of sarcasm on his face. "Do you want to guess why?"

"Professor Dumbledore, Riddle has been fooled!" Kyle's eyes lit up and he shouted, "Let's kill him together!"

"Dumbledore..."

Voldemort turned his head subconsciously.

A gust of wind blew a few leaves slowly past his eyes.

be cheated……

The red light in Voldemort's eyes suddenly surged, almost bursting out, but when he turned around again, wanting to crush the shameless thief to death, he only saw a broom tail.

"Avada..."

Several green lights flew at high speed from behind him. Kyle, who wanted to escape on his broom, had to change direction immediately and fly deep into the mountains.

The Firebolt is fast, but not as fast as the Killing Curse. The only way now is... well, to find another way.

At least get rid of Voldemort first.

This unsportsmanlike fellow actually secretly learned the spell to prohibit Apparition.

Kyle even suspected that the reason he didn't show up at the first moment was to set up this spell.

You are the Dark Lord, but you use tricks instead of spells. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to tell others about it?

But no matter what, Kyle had to admit that he was careless this time.

I had originally planned to leave after asking the questions, but now it seems not that easy.

The only good news is that if he can't use Apparition, Voldemort can't use it either, so it shouldn't be that easy to catch up with the Firebolt... right?

"I……***"

Kyle took the time to look back and was so scared that he almost fell off his broom.

Voldemort, who had turned into black mist again, was following closely behind him, getting closer and closer.

This is a Firebolt that travels at a speed of 150 miles per hour, the fastest broom in the world, and it was caught up like this?

It’s not reasonable anymore!

Kyle had no choice but to turn again and plunge into the deepest part of the mountains.

During this process, Kyle held the broom with one hand and reached into the box with the other hand to grab around.

A dozen pots of mandrakes were thrown out, all of which were pulled out, and the shrill howling sound echoed through the mountains.

Voldemort would naturally not be killed by the cry of the mandrake, but the black mist he turned into briefly dissipated and was once again distanced by Kyle.

"It's such a trick again!"

Voldemort felt very aggrieved, or rather, he had never felt so aggrieved before.

In his opinion, Kyle was just a bug, the kind that could be crushed to death with one foot, but the problem was that this bug not only ran fast, but its entire body was also slippery as if it was covered with lubricant, and it would occasionally spit out some disgusting stuff, which he couldn't catch at all.

This has never happened before.

"Is that all Dumbledore taught you?"

Furious, Voldemort took out his wand and cast the Killing Curse at Kyle without mercy.

"This is not what the principal taught me." Kyle muttered, but did not dare to stay at all. He plunged into the forest in the mountains and disappeared.

Voldemort fell back to the ground and swung his wand so hard that something seemed to shroud the mountains, and then he shot the Dark Mark into the sky.

A few seconds later, several black mists appeared one after another, and the Death Eaters who were not familiar with this spell also ran over in the shortest time.

"Owner."

Crabbe, Goyle and other Death Eaters came to Voldemort tremblingly and stood respectfully.

They could see that Voldemort was very angry at this moment, even angrier than ever before. He had never been this angry before, including the last time he met Dumbledore at the Ministry of Magic.

They didn't know what was going on, but they didn't dare to ask.

"Let everyone come here and find this shameless thief!" Voldemort waved his wand, and Kyle's appearance immediately appeared in front of everyone.

The picture created by magic is so lifelike that it is almost exactly the same as Kyle himself, even if he is looking in the mirror.

Shameless...thief?

Crabbe and Goyle, who were not very smart to begin with, became even more confused.

They naturally knew who Kyle belonged to. After all, when Voldemort was resurrected, it was this man who came out to make trouble and rescued Harry Potter from the chopping block.

But what about the thief, how dare this man steal from the Dark Lord?

Don't you die?

Seeing Kyle's appearance again, even though it was created by magic, Voldemort's originally pale face had a little more color, and his voice was so cold that there was no emotion at all.

"Remember, I don't want to hear about your failure this time."

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