Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard Chapter 907

Chapter 907 Kyle becomes a professor

Concerning restoring Malfoy's memory, Kyle wrote a letter to Dean Sasia that day.

Soon, the reply came. Dean Sasia's meaning was very clear. As long as it was not a violent forgetting spell like Mrs. Longbottom's, St. Mungo's had a way to restore the other party's memory, but it would take time.

"Mrs. Longbottom?" Kyle took the letter and looked at Dumbledore aside.

"That was more than ten years ago." Dumbledore explained: "When Alice and Frank were tortured by the Death Eaters with the Cruciatus Curse, Neville was also there. In order to make him forget those things, Mrs. Longbottom He used the Oblivion Curse on him.

"Because the level is not good enough... I mean, Mrs. Longbottom didn't succeed in making Neville forget the whole thing the first time, so she used it three times in a row."

Kyle's eye twitched.

I really don't know whether Mrs. Longbottom is brave or reckless. He doesn't dare to use the Oblivion Curse three times in a row on one person now.

“No one can say that her decision was wrong.” Dumbledore continued: “But some people think that some things should be left to more professional people, especially regarding difficult spells such as the Oblivion Curse.

“Before this, Mrs. Longbottom's spell scores couldn't even reach a passing grade... Of course, she still has some strength, but she's just not that good at some spells.”

Dumbledore helped me make up the answer.

"Dean Sasia is one of those people," Kyle asked.

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded. "Her unfamiliar forgetting spell seems to have damaged Neville's memory, causing him to often be unable to remember things since he was a child."

It can be seen that Dean Sasia still has a lot of resentment towards Mrs. Longbottom. It has been more than ten years, and she is still being dragged out to be used as a negative example.

“So what are you going to do?” Dumbledore asked.

“Send him to St. Mungo's at night and pick him up during the day,” Kyle said. “Anyway, he lives alone now, and no one knows about it even if he's not at school.”

"Not now." Dumbledore said. "Just yesterday, he returned to his previous dormitory and lived with Crabbe and Goyle."

"ah?"

Kyle asked doubtfully: "Isn't Professor Snape afraid that he will be sapped at night?"

"This is Severus's decision." Dumbledore explained: "Or... Tom asked him to do this."

“To spy on Malfoy?”

"That's right...that's why I said before that it would be difficult for us to send Mr. Malfoy to St. Mungo's without alerting anyone."

"That's easy." Kyle thought for less than a second, "Use the Confusion Curse on Crabbe and Goyle, and you can easily deceive them."

Dumbledore's blue eyes flickered behind his glasses.

Kyle just had a moment where he wanted to say the Imperius Curse...

He felt that Kyle had become more and more likely to be a dark wizard recently. As the vice-principal of Hogwarts, he felt it was his duty to nip this tendency.

"I must remind you, Kyle." Dumbledore said seriously: "The school rules of Hogwarts are not only to restrain students, but also professors."

“It's just a confusion spell, it should be nothing.”

Kyle tried to explain the difference between the Confusion Curse and the Imperius Curse, but looking at Dumbledore's increasingly serious face, he gave up.

"All right."

"Then let Pen use Polyjuice Potion to pretend to be Malfoy. That's fine. As long as Professor Snape doesn't say it, Crabbe and Goyle will definitely not be able to tell."

Dumbledore's face looked much better now.

“So, do you have a suitable candidate?”

"How about Harry," Kyle said. "He must know Malfoy very well and is the most suitable candidate."

Dumbledore paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, "It's not suitable. Harry himself is still in school. Let's find another one."

“Then let's go with Cedric.” Kyle recommended another person.

This time, Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully.

Cedric is really good, smart, and thoughtful enough. Even if Crabbe and Goyle occasionally see the clues, they should be able to find reasons to get past him.

“Well, then, come and write to Mr. Diggory.”

"No problem, but..." Kyle stretched out his hand, "This is considered extra work and you have to pay overtime."

“Cedric is also a member of the Order of the Phoenix.”

“The Order of the Phoenix also has to pay overtime.” Kyle glanced at him, “Besides, didn't you disband the Order of the Phoenix?”

Dumbledore was speechless.

Kyle acted quickly and wrote a letter on the spot.

His request for overtime pay for Cedric was not unreasonable, because the matter needed to be kept secret, and he certainly could not ask for people through normal channels from the Ministry of Magic.

Cedric had to take leave if he wanted to help. Of course they had to make up for the losses, even if the other party didn't care.

By the afternoon, Cedric appeared at Hogwarts.

The Ministry of Magic has been very busy recently, and it is not easy to take time off...especially for a long vacation. However, Kyle also has people in the Ministry of Magic, and he happens to be Cedric's immediate boss.

So everything went smoothly, and his leave application was approved almost in seconds.

That evening, Malfoy left the common room with Crabbe and Goyle, preparing to go to the Great Hall for dinner.

The staffing is exactly the same as before, but their mood is completely different.

Malfoy's face was straight and expressionless, and the former follower seemed to have become a prisoner's guard, following him step by step.

Especially Crabbe, whose fists were clenched so tightly that he could give Malfoy a hard blow at any time.

But just as they went upstairs to the foyer, a group of Hufflepuffs happened to come over, and the two met at the end of the stairs.

“Hey, isn't this the little Death Eater and his two troll followers?”

Someone taunted Crabbe rudely and deliberately gave Crabbe a hard shoulder.

“Damn it, who do you think is the follower!” Crabbe became angry immediately and grabbed the other person's collar.

“What, you want to fight?” Justin was not afraid at all. He immediately pulled out his wand and said provocatively:

“Come on, who is afraid of whom?”

Hufflepuffs all around also swarmed up and surrounded Crabbe and Goyle.

But by chance, Malfoy was squeezed out of the crowd intentionally or unintentionally.

The moving figures obscured Crabbe's sight, and he panicked a little.

It's not that they're afraid of fighting, even if there are many people on the other side, but Crabbe and Goyle don't look down on Hufflepuff at all. What they're afraid of is losing Malfoy.

This is the first task Voldemort gives them. If they mess up, they will be doomed.

The two of them looked at each other and began to squeeze out.

But the group of Hufflepuffs seemed to have gotten into trouble with them, refusing to give way.

What's more, another group of Gryffindors came at this moment. Seeing that someone was causing trouble for Slytherin, they joined in without saying a word, surrounding Crabbe and Goyle.

Outside the crowd at this time, Malfoy snorted coldly, turned around and was about to leave.

He wasn't going to help.

But at this moment.

“Fainted to the ground!”

Malfoy didn't even see who it was before he rolled his eyes and fainted.

He just vaguely felt as if someone was tugging on his collar and stuffing him somewhere, and then he didn't know anything else.

At the same time, another Malfoy quickly took his place.

"Kyle, is it really okay to do this?" Cedric asked worriedly after drinking Polyjuice Potion: "I don't know Malfoy at all."

“Don't worry, you don't need to know.”

Kyle patted him on the shoulder and said quickly: "Just keep a straight face and don't speak. If those two little trolls want to attack you, just beat them. It's not surprising what Malfoy does now." ”

“…” Cedric wanted to say something else.

But at this time, Snape suddenly appeared and dispersed the crowd surrounding Crabbe and Goyle without any explanation.

The two of them ran out in embarrassment, and their first reaction was to look for Malfoy. It wasn't until they saw "him" still standing where they were that they breathed a sigh of relief.

"You know what you are doing." Crabbe walked over and said through gritted teeth, "You **** traitor, why didn't the Dark Lord kill you?"

"Don't say that, Crabbe." Goyle's mouth moved, "Draco..."

"You want to speak for him?!" Crabbe turned his head and said with a cold tone, "If he runs away, you will be finished."

“I... didn't.” Gore lowered his head and remained silent.

Crabbe has changed too much recently. He is a little scared, so naturally he does not dare to confront him, and what he said is right.

They need to keep an eye on Malfoy for the Dark Lord. This is their mission.

"You'd better not play tricks, otherwise...I'll let you taste the taste of fists." Crabbe looked at Malfoy again and said fiercely.

Cedric thought of what Kyle had just said and said nothing, just snorted with a straight face.

He was still a little uneasy, but fortunately, Crabbe and Goyle really had no doubts.

As soon as the three of them entered the auditorium, a little girl came over.

“Draco, you're here.”

Cedric panicked again. He didn't recognize the other party and had no impression at all. He had no choice but to put on a straight face again and snorted coldly.

“Go away!”

The little girl really left.

At the teacher's desk, Kyle almost laughed out loud when he looked at this scene.

What should I say, Cedric's acting is quite similar.

After confirming that there was no problem, Kyle ate a few bites of dinner quickly, then left Hogwarts and sent Malfoy to St. Mungo's.

When he came back, he also brought several bottles of water of life and death to Cedric.

After all, for him, night is the biggest test. It would be fun if Crabbe and Goyle woke up and found someone else lying on Malfoy's bed.

Although it is unlikely that they can get up early, it is not impossible.

Just in case, it's better to be cautious.

As for how to get them to drink this sleeping potion, it was Cedric's own business. Kyle believed he could do it.

Over the next few days, Cedric's performance got better and better. Even if some flaws occasionally appeared due to special circumstances, they were all resolved by Kyle, who had been paying attention to him.

Snape also helped a lot.

His visits to the Slytherin common room became noticeably more frequent, especially in the evenings.

Everything went well.

Of course, this is just the thought of Kyle and others. For Cedric, these days have been extremely torturous.

At the beginning, he couldn't even sleep at night. Even though he knew that Crabbe and Goyle would not wake up in the middle of the night, he would take a sip of Polyjuice Potion every once in a while.

This also caused Kyle to run out of stock and had to pull out a few more Malfoy's hairs.

Like this until the end of the vacation, Kyle finally officially became a professor.

In return for taking over Malfoy, Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall agreed to his previous request and changed the course schedule after discussion.

The ancient runes classes for all grades were scheduled on the same day, and it was also the first day after school started.

This is not a complicated matter. There are only a few ancient rune lessons. There is only one lesson per week. You can simply change the order.

Kyle put on a slightly more formal robe and walked into the classroom.

He doesn't know any of the students below. No, there is an acquaintance.

Hermione.

But there is only one, and it is the only one of the day.

Hermione was also surprised. Although she had known about it for a long time, she was still surprised when she saw Kyle walking into the classroom.

She admitted that Kyle was very capable, but could he really be a good professor?

This is two different things from studying on your own.

But Hermione quickly gave up her worries.

Kyle's style is not the same as Professor Babling's, or completely different, but she can understand it, and even vaguely feels that Kyle's teachings are more thorough.

Because seventh grade students no longer need to learn the meaning of runes, but more complex magic applications.

That is, translation from the language she is good at has become a more complex practical application.

In the first half of the school year, she still had some difficulty in class, but this class was extremely easy.

"Magic text is the embodiment of magic." Kyle stood on the podium and said calmly: "When you use it, you can imagine that you are using magic."

“Take the simplest lighting spell as an example.”

Kyle waved his wand and drew a simple magic text on the ceiling.

“The magic text that represents 'condensation' is a hand gesture,”

"A spell is added to this foundation, which represents the essence of magic..." Kyle waved his hand, and there was a new magic text.

“Light!”

The two magic words were combined together and immediately emitted a bright light.

"Look, this is rune magic." Kyle said, "It's different from magic spells, but very similar. As long as you don't treat it as a new class, but combine it with magic spells, you will find that it is actually It's not that difficult.”

"What if it's another curse?" Hermione raised her hand, but before that her voice had reached the front of the podium.

“I mean more complex spells.”

"Then add the magic text." Kyle took out the wand again, "How about the levitating spell."

“Does anyone remember the hand gesture for the Levitation Charm?”

“First wave, then shake…” everyone said almost at the same time.

This is content for the first grade. They are already in the seventh grade, so of course they don't know it.

“That's right, wave first...” A magic text appeared on the podium.

“It's still condensation. This magic text is just like waving a magic wand downward. It is used in almost every magic. You don't need to think about it, just draw it directly.

“After all, you have to wave your wand when you use magic.”

There was a burst of laughter from below, which had never happened in class before.

“Then there's a little bit of… 'switching', which represents a change in magic.”

“Chant the incantation…'Fly'.”

Three magic words are arranged together, holding a book firmly in the air.

Hermione's eyes lit up, and she wanted to write this down in her notebook out of habit, but she only wrote two lines before she stopped.

Because there is nothing to write about.

Until the bell rang for the end of get out of class, her notebook was filled with two pages, which was more than half less than the average five pages per class before.

It was as if the meanings represented by those magic words suddenly became simple.

All the students left the classroom, except Hermione who stayed at the back.

She looked at Kyle who was stretching, ran over quickly, and asked unceremoniously some of the problems he had encountered before.

Kyle helped him solve the problem in a few words.

“I didn't expect you had such a deep understanding of runes.” Hermione said in surprise: “No wonder the principal asked you to replace Professor Babling.”

Kyle twitched his lips and accepted Hermione's compliment shamelessly.

This is all thanks to Mr. Tom Riddle. When he used that notebook, he asked more questions, and the other party answered him patiently, and thoughtfully added his own opinions, making it easier for the little wizard to understand. .

It can be said that Tom spent a lot of money in order to gain Kyle's trust.

What Kyle needs to do now is to remove the personal stuff from those answers and repeat them exactly as they are. It doesn't take any effort at all.

Including the questions Hermione just asked, they were basically all ones he had asked before, so there was no difficulty in solving them.

Thinking about it this way, Voldemort seems to have indirectly fulfilled his dream... to become a professor at Hogwarts.

It's just that Kyle is the one getting the salary.

Tom, too. Can't I apply to be a professor of ancient runes?

Given Professor Babling's character, she would resign if Tom dared to apply.

Go to the principal's office in the morning and you can start working directly in the afternoon. How great. Why do you have to focus on Defense Against the Dark Arts?

The mind is too real.

Kyle came back to his senses and found Hermione still standing there staring at him.

“Why haven't you left yet?” he blurted out.

Hermione's face froze.

After attending school for so long, this was the first time she encountered a professor who would push people away.

"Kyle...well, Professor." She said with a stutter, obviously not used to this kind of address, "I also don't understand a lot about the arrangement of the magic text. Can you..."

"Can't." Kyle shook his head and interrupted her.

“It's time to have dinner soon. Even if you're not hungry, you can't delay me. If you have any questions, you can ask them in the next class. That's it.”

“But that will take a long time.” Hermione frowned.

“That's right, you can get more familiar with what you learned today.”

After saying that, Kyle stood up and left, without giving Hermione a chance to speak again.

There was no way. If Hermione were allowed to continue asking, she could ask all day long. Kyle didn't want to become the second reading machine. He had other things to do.

(End of this chapter)

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