Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Chapter 792 Dumbledore in the Pig’s Head Bar
The village of Saint Cachipol is quiet at night, people have gone to bed early, and only a few lights are still on in the whole village.

In the woods not far from the burrow, a figure suddenly appeared and fell to the ground with a dull sound. The bird that stopped here was immediately frightened and flew away.

Kyle endured the tremendous pain caused by the Cruciatus Curse and lay on the ground breathing heavily.

He finally knew what the Cruciatus Curse felt like. Although it only lasted for a moment, the pain that continued to spread from every corner of his body was truly unforgettable.

After a while, Kyle finally recovered, stood up with support on the tree stump next to him, and began to look around, and soon recognized that this was the village of St. Catchpol.

He didn't have time to think so much just now, and he didn't have a goal. He just wanted to get out of there quickly and stay far away from Voldemort.

In that case, he subconsciously thought of the place he was most familiar with, and then he ended up here.

But that doesn't matter. Anyway, he finally succeeded in getting rid of Voldemort.

Kyle patted the dirt on his clothes, dug out a bottle of blue potion from the box, drank it directly, and then began to analyze the situation just now.

In fact, this was not the first time he faced Voldemort directly, but it was the most stressful one. In addition to knowing that Dumbledore would not be able to help him this time, another reason was that the speed of the opponent's spell had become faster.

However, their steps were staggering and their faces were extremely pale.

"I'm fine, Mrs. Weasley." Kyle smiled and said, "Let's go in first. It's too dangerous to stay outside."

But Kyle was hesitant in his heart, what would he say if Aberforth had to ask clearly.

"Kyle...thank God, you're finally back." As she said that, she glared at Sirius next to her.

Although his expression did not change, his hands were tightly gripping the back of the chair, "Tell the truth, there is no need to hide it."

There were not many people inside, except for Mrs. Weasley and Sirius, the only ones were Harry and Ginny who were sitting on the ground with dull faces, and an old man who looked somewhat similar to Dumbledore.

After all, he was not Harry, and he had half a chance of not getting Voldemort's blatant preference.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that Kyle was anxious to take away the basilisk and missed the opportunity to strike first. If he had ignored the basilisk and prepared for battle in advance, he could still fight Voldemort for several rounds... Well, probably.

Or maybe it's because he can't open his mouth at all right now.

But what he didn't expect was that Aberforth just snorted and had no intention of getting to the bottom of it. After confirming that Kyle was not lying, he returned to his previous indifferent look.

He had no choice but to run away if he couldn't fight again. So in order to avoid being taken away directly by a death curse, he deliberately angered Voldemort.

She took another wrong turn and went straight to the door with the number ten sign.

Fortunately, the plan went well. The furious Voldemort chose to torture him with the Cruciatus Curse, and he seized the opportunity and ran away.

Sirius felt so wronged. He never wanted to leave Kyle alone there. Fox took him away forcibly.

I don’t know whether it was Voldemort becoming stronger or the effect of the Elder Wand... Kyle guessed that it was most likely the latter.

It was not like this the last time he was at the Ministry of Magic. He was right next to him and watched the entire duel between Voldemort and Dumbledore. His spell was not like this at that time, at least Kyle could see it clearly.

"This is the truth, I promise." Kyle said helplessly: "The place he went to is exactly where Fox can't reach."

Much faster than when he was first resurrected.

Kyle was a little confused, thinking about what excuse he would have to come up with later to convince Aberforth, but after much deliberation, he couldn't find a place where the Phoenix couldn't reach.

So it must be hidden from him.

Aberforth stared at Kyle unblinkingly, as if to check whether he was lying.

There was something strange in his voice. Although he didn't mention a name, Kyle knew exactly who he was talking about.

"Where is that man? Why is his phoenix here with you?"

But these are just feelings. If Kyle had to choose again, he would definitely run away...

As soon as he hit the ground, Kyle felt something fall on his shoulder, and then he heard screams, and Mrs. Weasley and Sirius ran out the door in panic.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but after being hit by the Cruciatus Curse, Kyle always felt that Voldemort was a bit strong on the outside, but not as powerful as he thought, but not as scary as he imagined. It seemed that he took away the Elder Wand without any cost. .

Just tell the truth?
Tell him that Dumbledore went back a hundred years ago to find Ariana?
Absolutely not. Aberforth's feelings for his sister are no worse than Dumbledore's. What if he wants to go too? Kyle doesn't have a second time turner for him to use.

He looked at Kyle expressionlessly and suddenly frowned.

Ah!
Mrs. Weasley nodded, took Kyle and prepared to go back.

He did not choose to go home or visit the Burrow, but directly apparated to Grimmauld Place.

After that, Aberforth strode to the door, looked back at Kyle, "What a waste of time, I'll leave the rest to you."

Kyle waited for a while, until the effects of the Cruciatus Curse completely disappeared, and then walked out of the woods.

"Do you know what you are talking about? Or do you think I am a fool." Aberforth narrowed his eyes, "That's a phoenix. No matter where that guy is, it can find him. Does he need your help to take care of him?"

But he also knew in his heart that no matter how hard he tried to explain, it would be useless, so he wisely chose to shut up and stand quietly by the side.

"It's a long story." Kyle was afraid that he would misunderstand something, so he quickly explained: "Professor Dumbledore is fine, but he has to do something very important and forgot to take Fox with him. I will temporarily help take care of him for a few days." ”

There are risks in doing this. The surname "Riddle" is taboo for Voldemort. Kyle can't guarantee whether he will silence him directly, but if he doesn't do this, Voldemort will most likely kill him with a death curse. To avenge Bellatrix, or... vent your anger.

Kyle pulled her and the two returned to the correct house No. 12.

Kyle was very calm and told the truth. No matter how magical the Phoenix was, it would be impossible for him to apparate back to a hundred years ago.

Aberforth, owner of the Hog's Head pub in Hogsmeade and Dumbledore's younger brother.

Or simply blame it on Dumbledore and pretend he doesn't know anything. This is the only excuse to get past it.

In just a few steps, Mrs. Weasley even wandered off, and it took her two attempts to reach Kyle.

After that, he stepped out of the door and apparated away.

"Leave it to me?" Kyle scratched his hair, "What does this mean?"

"It's just... vomit..." Sirius wanted to explain, but he almost spit it out as soon as he opened his mouth. At the same time, his actions affected others.

Ginny covered her mouth and staggered upstairs.

Harry was a little better than her, but he was also pale and slumped on the ground limply.

After a while, Sirius finally recovered. He picked up the bottle of firewhiskey placed on the table and took a big gulp, barely suppressing his churning stomach.

"Honestly, I have never experienced such an exciting Apparition experience."

Harry and Mrs. Weasley on the side nodded.

Harry still remembered that one Christmas vacation, when they went to St. Mungo's to visit Sirius, Kyle was taken there by Fawkes. At that time, he bumped into the cabinet as soon as he appeared.

At that time, Harry still felt strange and didn't understand why Kyle behaved so badly when it was just a disapparition.

Now he finally understands.

The phoenix's disembodiment and the wizard's are two completely different magics. When he was just taken away, even his consciousness was blurred, let alone standing.

He felt as if he had been stuffed into the giant's nostrils, pulled out, thrown onto the hooves of a unicorn, and trampled for ten miles.

For a while, he even thought it would be nice to face the Death Eaters in Godric's Hollow.

Thinking about it this way, Kyle's performance when he just bumped into the cabinet was so perfect that it was unbelievable. Thinking of what he had just experienced, Harry finally couldn't help it anymore, covered his mouth like Ginny and ran upstairs.

"Don't worry, they have always been like this." Sirius took a deep breath and said, "We were sent by the Phoenix to... the Pig's Head Bar in Hogsmeade. A few minutes ago... the boss there just came back... …That’s the guy you just saw.”

"Oh." Kyle nodded, "Are the others still there? Why don't you come back soon?"

"Because we have no choice, we can't even stand... let alone apparate back." Sirius clutched the bottle of firewhiskey and took another swig.

"Later, the owner of the Pig Head Bar recognized Fox and gave him the address. Only then did we know that he was one of our own."

Mrs. Weasley continued: "For safety reasons, we asked him to help bring some people back."

"Sirius and I were the first batch. Harry and Ginny were just sent back, and then you arrived."

After hearing what she said, Kyle finally understood.

Just as the place he was most subconsciously familiar with was the village of St. Catchpole, the place Fox considered safe was not the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, but the Hog's Head pub where the other "Dumbledore" was.

"How is everyone doing?" Kyle asked.

"For now...it's okay." Mrs. Weasley thought for a moment and said, "Promise me Kyle, if it's not absolutely necessary, never let the Phoenix take us away again. If the Death Eaters chase us by then, I’m afraid we can’t even resist.”

"Okay." Kyle nodded.

Of course he knew what would happen if he was apparated by the Phoenix, but the situation was urgent and this was the best way. Otherwise, with the number of Death Eaters, there would definitely be a lot of casualties.

And where Fox felt safe, Death Eaters would certainly not be able to find it for a while.

"Then I'll go get them back now." Kyle walked out of the house again.

He originally wanted Sirius to accompany him, as the two of them would definitely have to go faster, but seeing the way he drank firewhiskey one sip after another, he gave up the idea.

Forget it, if he uses Apparition in this state, there will probably be problems, which will be even more troublesome.

Without wasting any more time, Kyle apparated directly to Hogsmeade.

Because of the time, all the shops here are closed, only the windows of the Pig Head Bar are still shining brightly.

Kyle pushed the door open and walked in, but he didn't see anyone else. He only saw an old witch lying in the corner, as if she was asleep.

Aberforth, who had just left, was standing behind the counter, wiping an equally dirty cup with a dirty rag.

No wonder others say that it is best to prepare your own tableware when you come to the Pig Head Bar. There is nothing wrong with this.

At the same time, Aberforth also saw Kyle. The vigilance in his eyes quickly turned into disgust, and he pointed to the side with his chin.

"They're upstairs."

"Thank you." Kyle immediately ran upstairs, and sure enough he saw Fred and George above. They were standing at the top of the stairs holding on to the wall, and they should be on guard.

Lupine and Hermione were taking care of the unconscious Tonks, while the others were inside.

As for Nymphadora Tonks, if Kyle guessed correctly, she should be the old witch sleeping down there.

After seeing Kyle, Fred and George had complicated looks.

"Prove your identity." Fred said, "What was the first thing we sold at Hogwarts."

"Map," Kyle said.

"No problem." Fred nodded to everyone and relaxed.

"I have a question." George walked next to Kyle, "I heard from Sirius that you asked the Phoenix to take us away?"

"It's not me, it's Dumbledore." Kyle said without changing his face: "That's his phoenix."

"is it?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"It's nothing." George took a deep breath and shook his head, "This is really not a pleasant trip, even though it saved us."

"Ah, it's normal." Kyle said calmly, "You will get used to it after you come here a few times."

"Farewell, I'd rather face the Death Eaters." Fred said, holding his stomach.

"Let's talk about this later. We have to get out of here quickly." Kyle said, "Get ready, I'll call Tonks."

When he returned downstairs, the old witch lying on the table also stood up. Her face had changed back to that of Tonks, but her hair was still messy.

Kyle motioned for her to go upstairs, then turned to look at Aberforth.

"Thank you."

"No need," Aberforth said, "Just pay me. You have delayed my business for one night. Including the cost of the door key, the total is one hundred galleons."

As he spoke, he threw the dirty glass in his hand over. There was a layer of bright blue light on the glass, which was obviously a newly made door key.

"Or you don't need this, and you only need to pay fifty galleons."

"No, one hundred galleons is no problem." Kyle said, "But I'm a little curious, why didn't you send them back with the portkey just now?"

"Better to die than both." Aberforth raised his eyelids, "Hurry up, you only have three minutes."

"Ah...ok!" Kyle walked over, took out a heavy bag and put it on the counter.

Aberforth opened it and took a look, "There's more, there are at least two hundred galleons here."

"Anything more will be considered a small favor from me." Kyle smiled, "But can you do me a little favor?"

"A small favor of a hundred galleons?" Aberforth sneered, "Tell me about it."

"That's it...can you, as Brother Dumbledore, promise to give Fox to me." Kyle whispered: "If it is possible, I will pay you another thousand Galleons."

Aberforth raised his eyebrows and pushed the bag to Kyle again without hesitation.

"Don't refuse in a hurry, two thousand... no, five thousand galleons, or ten thousand can be negotiated."

"Don't waste your efforts. It only listens to that person. It's useless what I say." Aberforth said.

"That's it..." Kyle thought for a while and pushed the bag back again, "It doesn't matter, just leave it to a friend."

"No need, I don't dare to accept it." Aberforth glanced at Kyle warily, waved his hand and threw the bag into his pocket, "You are just like that person, you are not a good person, hurry up and get out of here." .

"Portkey, by the way, is in three minutes."

"Okay..." Kyle took the cup and was about to go upstairs, but immediately turned back.

"In this case, bring me ten bottles of firewhiskey and ten bottles of brandy. I think they should need these things."

"Not for sale."

"I will pay five times more money and charge it to Dumbledore's account." Kyle said casually: "I will pay you when he comes back."

This time Aberforth didn't even hesitate and quickly packed what Kyle needed in just ten seconds.

(End of this chapter)