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Chapter 963: The Hidden Truth
Chapter 963: The Hidden Truth
Upon returning to the library, Minerva McGonagall was surprised to find that most of the portraits of the former Headmasters, who had been pretending to sleep, were now missing, leaving only empty frames on the walls.
She instinctively looked towards Kyle, who had yet to leave, and asked, "Have you spoken to the Headmasters?"
"Yes, Professor McGonagall," Kyle nodded. "The Headmasters are all willing to help, and they've already gone to find people."
"That's good," Professor McGonagall said without suspicion, as Kyle had previously mentioned helping when he asked for the password.
"I hope there won't be any problems..." Professor McGonagall sighed, glancing at the largest painting behind the desk. "Has Albus left as well?"
But after asking, she shook her head, feeling she had asked a foolish question.
Of course, Dumbledore, with his extensive network of friends, was the one who needed to help with this matter.
Professor McGonagall waved her wand. "Send for the book, 'Revealing Advanced Dark Magic'."
There was no response, and the Headmaster's office fell into an awkward silence.
"It seems that Professor Dumbledore truly values this book... Not only did he take it from the library, but he also used a counter-summoning charm..."
Kyle averted his gaze from Professor McGonagall, pretending not to notice her increasingly tense grip.
However, in the safest place, the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts, using a counter-charm to protect a book that had already been torn apart to remove the Horcrux content... Dumbledore was a bit too cautious.
Perhaps he had cast the counter-charm while retrieving the book.
Kyle walked to the bookshelf behind the desk and carefully searched from top to bottom.
Although Dumbledore had an extensive collection, it was unlikely he kept them all in the Headmaster's office. After a brief search, Kyle found a faded, thick book on the far left of the shelf.
'Revealing Advanced Dark Magic'
The hard cover was covered in a thin layer of dust, but the title stood out prominently.
"It's here, as I thought. Sometimes, the simplest methods are more effective than magic."
Kyle placed the book on the desk.
Professor McGonagall immediately opened it and began reading, her expression growing increasingly serious.
Just as Kyle had said, the sections related to Horcruxes had been torn out, but even without them, the content of the book was shocking.
It was like an advanced guide for Dark Wizards, with the three Unforgivable Curses barely taking up half a page.
One glance at this book was enough to warrant a two-month sentence in Azkaban.
She wondered which Headmaster had placed such a book in the school library, even in the restricted section, it seemed inappropriate.
Professor McGonagall forcefully closed 'Revealing Advanced Dark Magic' and glanced at Kyle.
"I haven't read it," Kyle said without hesitation. "Everything I know was told to me by Professor Dumbledore."
He was well aware of the content of 'Revealing Advanced Dark Magic', having read the complete version found in Sirius's house when he was young.
But because he knew the content, Kyle could guess Professor McGonagall's thoughts and promptly shifted the blame to Dumbledore.
As expected, upon hearing that Kyle hadn't read the book, Professor McGonagall's expression eased.
Kyle didn't linger and left the Headmaster's office after finding the book.
After the oak door closed, Professor McGonagall hesitated for a moment, then placed 'Revealing Advanced Dark Magic' in a locked cabinet and waved her wand.
A golden pattern resembling tree branches encircled the keyhole, forming a unique circular design.
Meanwhile, as Kyle exited the Headmaster's office, the sky outside had darkened.
After a quick dinner in the Great Hall, he returned directly to his wooden hut.
"Kyle, you're finally back," Hagrid's loud voice echoed from the garden as soon as he entered.
The door opened, and Hagrid limped out from the garden.
"Come and see, has Cabeta grown? Just a few days ago, he was only fifteen feet tall, and now he's taller than two of me!"
"What's so surprising about that?" Kyle asked. "Cabeta is a Grawp. It would be strange if he didn't grow."
Cabeta was the name Hagrid had given to the Grawp. Kyle had wanted to name him Renier, but during the previous war, Hagrid had nearly sacrificed himself to save him from the Death Eaters.
After that, Kyle allowed Hagrid to give him a new name.
Thinking of this, Kyle's gaze unconsciously fell on Hagrid's leg, which was wrapped in tattered and partially charred bandages.
It still hung there, completely melted and stuck to Hagrid's leg.
"I advise you not to worry about the dragon's growth for now; the priority is to find a new roll of bandages."
He pointed to Hagrid's leg, "If Madam Pomfrey sees this, she might just use the bandages to hang you from the tower."
Hagrid lowered his head, and his rugged face unexpectedly revealed a look of terror.
Just thinking about the school nurse's temper and her methods of dispelling dark magic, Hagrid felt his legs go weak and his back break out in a cold sweat.
After all, this was the first time he had seen his own leg bone, and the first time he had known that the taste of Skele-Gro was so unpleasant.
"Help me, Kyle, is there a way?" Hagrid's voice carried a pleading tone.
"I'll give it a try." Kyle took out his wand.
"Reparo!"
The torn bandages quickly joined together, but the burnt areas showed no change.
This was expected; after all, the Repairing Charm wasn't omnipotent, especially when it came to damage caused by dragon fire.
"How about a Transfiguration Charm?" Hagrid suggested, "As long as we can fool Poppy."
"If you really want to be hung from the tower, I don't mind helping." Kyle glanced at him and put down his wand. "Forget it, you should go find Madam Pomfrey yourself, and don't forget that your leg injury hasn't fully recovered yet."
If it weren't for saving the dragon, the Death Eaters would never have found an opportunity to target Hagrid.
So Kyle really couldn't bear to see him swaying in the wind on the castle tower.
"Okay, fine." Hagrid sighed and walked out of the room with heavy steps.
...
The next day was the weekend.
But unlike the previous weekend, the students didn't seem particularly happy this time.
This might also be related to the upcoming exam week; facing the year-end exams, O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s, no one felt relaxed.
Even the outstanding Hermione carried a heavy stack of books wherever she went, and even during meals, her hands and eyes never stopped.
When Kyle first saw her, he thought he had walked into the library by mistake.
Others had bread, fried eggs, and roasted potatoes for breakfast.
Hers were books like "Advanced Transfiguration," "Charms Theory and Practice," "One Thousand Herbs and Ferns," "Advanced Potion Making," and "Ancient Runes In-Depth Explanation"...
Was she really going to finish all these books just for breakfast?
Kyle looked at the book fortress on the table and muttered to himself, but he also knew that Hermione would never do something just for show.
After breakfast, Kyle did not leave the castle as usual but followed the stairs down to the underground classroom.
He remembered that when Snape left the Hearing Chamber yesterday, he had told Kyle to come find him.
Kyle didn't care if Snape had lied during the hearing, but since he said so, he had to go there. At worst, he would just say a few words and leave.
Kyle arrived at the underground classroom corridor, which was as dark as ever, with not a ray of sunlight getting through.
However, Kyle was familiar with this place as he had taken all his Potions classes here from the start of the school year to graduation.
It was only from this Christmas that Slughorn had moved the Potions classroom to another location.
Kyle arrived at the original Potions classroom door, which had accumulated several spider webs due to the long absence of visitors.
If Ron saw this, he might be even more afraid to attend Potions class.
Kyle didn't stop; he continued walking forward.
Next to the Potions classroom was Snape's original office, and further ahead was his Potions storage room.
Kyle stopped in front of the storage room and knocked on the door.
The door creaked open.
"I thought you'd come to my office to find me." Snape stood behind a desk and looked up at Kyle.
His complexion was not good, and he had heavy dark circles under his eyes, probably from not sleeping the previous night.
"You're no longer a professor now, so where's the office?" Kyle said, walking to the other side of the desk.
"Indeed, you're right, I'm no longer a professor." Snape spoke in a gloomy tone.
At the same time, a gust of wind blew by.
"Bang!"
The storage room door slammed shut with a loud noise.
Kyle's face remained expressionless.
As a wizard living in this castle filled with ghosts, if he was afraid of such a petty trick, he might as well throw his N.E.W.T. certificate into the fireplace.
"Don't be angry, Professor," Kyle said, "I actually fell asleep during the hearing and have no idea what you said."
"Don't tell anyone that Potter is a Horcrux," Snape continued, as if he hadn't heard Kyle's words, "Keep this secret forever and don't reveal a word of it."
"Oh..." Kyle drew out the word, nodding slowly with a smirk, "Don't worry, I understand... Her child has always been the savior, and has nothing to do with Voldemort."
Crack...
Something was crushed, and as Kyle smirked, Snape's forehead veins popped out, and the quill in his hand snapped.
But soon, Snape regained control of his emotions and said in a deep voice, "You understand nothing!"
"What, aren't you worried that someone might use this against Harry?" Kyle asked.
He had been wanting to do this ever since that memory was revealed, just like when he showed Snape the Potions textbook signed by the Half-Blood Prince.
"What does that have to do with me?" Snape sneered, "Potter, that arrogant, stupid fool, was never the savior. I wish everyone could see his true face."
"Really? But he's Lily's son..."
"Shut up!" Snape roared, cutting off Kyle.
"Crack..." There seemed to be a sound from the corner, but it was drowned out by Snape's roar, and he didn't notice it.
And if one looked closely, they would see that Snape's originally pale face had turned slightly red, whether from anger or some other reason.
"Remember!" He drew his wand, "Never, ever mention that name in front of me again!"
"Okay, no problem!" Kyle raised both hands and nodded quickly.
"Is there anything else? If not, I..."
"Conceal the fact that Potter is a Horcrux!" Snape repeated, "Also, don't tell anyone that all of the Dark Lord's Horcruxes have been destroyed."
"Why..." Kyle's smile faded, and he furrowed his brows.
"Isn't it a good thing to tell everyone that Voldemort has been completely destroyed, so they don't have to live in fear?"
"You really don't understand?" Snape took a step forward, staring into Kyle's eyes.
"I don't understand what you mean," Kyle took a step back.
"You don't understand?" Snape sneered, "Then why haven't you told everyone the truth until now?
"You killed the Dark Lord, not relying on any protective magic, but truly using a curse to end him. This would bring you great honor."
"You must have a friend working at the Daily Prophet... Rita Skeeter." Snape continued, "Don't deny it, this lawless witch has never written an article against you. Isn't that obvious enough?"
"I'm not denying it, we are indeed partners." Kyle said.
"Then why didn't you tell her about this?" Snape narrowed his eyes, "Let her publish this in the newspaper and have Dumbledore's ghost testify.
"I guarantee that you will become a household name in the wizarding world, the true savior.
"You won't even have to wait until the next day, the Order of Merlin, First Class, will be delivered to you, and with just a word from you, those fanatical wizards will oust Amelia Bones and put you in the position of Minister for Magic."
"Even Dumbledore couldn't reach such honors, why would you give them up?"
"Because I don't need this honor, and I don't want to be the Minister for Magic." Kyle's expression was calm, "I'm content being an ordinary Ancient Runes professor at Hogwarts."
"You don't need it, or you don't want to?"
Looking at the silent Kyle, Snape's mood seemed to improve, and his voice lifted slightly.
"Let's rephrase this."
"I just remembered something interesting..."
He continued, "Albus Dumbledore, a respected and great white wizard, Chief Warlock of the International Confederation of Wizards.
"But at some point, people suddenly started to lose respect for this legendary wizard.
"Rita Skeeter portrayed him as a fool, an old lunatic, the International Confederation of Wizards expelled him, and even fools like Cornelius Fudge dared to insult him.
"Take a guess, when did this change happen?"
...
(End of Chapter)
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