Chapter 438: The Escaped Dementor

Kyle's words instantly silenced the entire principal's office.

Dumbledore had seen a lot of big scenes, but now he suddenly found that he didn't know what to say.

The same goes for the paintings on the wall.

In the portrait, a thin wizard looked at Kyle hesitantly, the expression on his face constantly changing.

He also has a portrait in the Ministry of Magic, and often goes there to take a look and inquire about the latest happenings in the wizarding world.

Therefore, he still knew something about Cornelius Fudge... But no matter what he thought, he could not connect that person who was keen on seeking power and expanding contacts with what Kyle just said.

As for Phineas, it's more straightforward.

"Albus..." He said to Dumbledore without hesitation in front of Kyle: "Check it quickly. I think this kid must have been cast by someone's Imperius Curse."

Phineas also knew Fudge well. In his own words... "Millifett is bad enough, but he's even better."

Millifett was the Minister of Magic a hundred and fifty years ago. During her tenure, she passed many unnecessary bills... such as the wearing angle of wizard hats.

At that time, wizards had to spend twenty minutes checking whether there were any problems with their clothing every time they went out.

But after meeting Fudge, Phineas suddenly felt that Millifite was not bad. At least she passed a lot of practical bills every year.

As for Fudge, he has been in office for a few years, and the only thing he can say a few words about is the "Muggle Protection Act" last year.

"Phineas... I don't think anyone in school can use the Imperius Curse on a student." Dumbledore said calmly.

"Then why did he start talking nonsense," said Phineas.

"I can find someone to check him out." Another witch also said.

Delise Devante, the headmaster of Hogwarts two hundred years ago, was also a famous healer, and her portrait still hangs in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies.

Dumbledore shook his head, ignoring their words and looking at Kyle with interest.

"I knew you could always bring me some surprises... Do you mind telling me what you think?"

"If the Minister of Magic is someone else, such as Barty Crouch, it will indeed be difficult for Sirius to overturn the verdict, but with only Fudge... this matter will be much easier to handle.

"But before that..."

He looked at Sirius, "Do you know any people who have been confirmed to be Death Eaters but have not been caught yet?"

Sirius shook his head in confusion.

Most of the people he knew had been his neighbors for twelve years, and the rest had all been cleared up... As for whether there were any fish that slipped through the net, he didn't have time to investigate.

"I do have some information about this." Dumbledore suddenly said: "There are two Death Eaters who have changed their identities and have been operating in the dark, but they are not important figures."

"That's enough," Kyle said, "As long as it's definitely a Death Eater."

"Why are you asking?" Sirius asked curiously.

"Give me a gift." Kyle said matter-of-factly. "They're doing you such a big favor, so you have to bring something with you."

Dumbledore thought for a moment, then seemed to think of something, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"I knew you could always surprise me!" he said again.

…

By the next day, Dumbledore had left the school, and Sirius had also disappeared.

Harry came several times to inquire about the situation, but saw no one, which made him unable to even eat.

However, Kyle ate quite well, and his appetite even increased.

When Harry asked, he just shook his head and said that he didn't know where Sirius and Dumbledore had gone.

Kyle really doesn't know.

He wanted to go along, but Dumbledore wouldn't take him.

But that’s fine too…

Two more days passed and they still hadn't come back.

Kyle got up early that day. After breakfast, he went to Hogsmeade through the statue of the hunchback witch on the fourth floor on the pretext of having something to do.

Today was the agreed day, and he was going to find the dementors to get something.

Hogsmeade was peaceful.

Kyle searched for a long time and finally saw a familiar black robe in the place between Hogsmeade and the school...

It was a dementor, but he was not sure if it was from that night. After all, in his opinion, all dementors were the same.

Kyle was about to go over and ask, but just when he approached the dementor, the other party floated away quickly like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Kyle was stunned for a moment and quickly chased after him. There was such a dementor nearby and he couldn't let it escape.

Although the Dementor could fly, it seemed unable to leave this area, and was soon caught up by Kyle...

Kyle was a little strange. This dementor was smaller than the one he had seen before, and his robe was more torn. The hooded cloak was almost turning into a jacket.

"Why are you running away..." Kyle said, "I want to ask you something..."

The dementor didn't say anything, but just tightened the few remaining tattered robes around him.

"Where is your leader..." Kyle thought for a moment, then added: "It's not from the Ministry of Magic."

The Dementor stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the castle. Because of the missing sleeve, his arm looked very ugly under the sunlight, black and white, as if he was sunburned.

"Is it over there?" Kyle asked again.

The Dementor nodded.

After getting the answer, Kyle immediately walked towards the castle, but before leaving, he threw a piece of dark blue cloth to the Dementor and asked him to mend his sleeves, as a thank you for helping him to point the way.

This was prepared by Kyle for the Quidditch World Cup souvenirs, but there was no black, so he could only make do with dark blue.

But the Dementors should not mind this little thing.

...

Hogsmeade is not far from the castle. A few minutes later, Kyle saw the castle gate.

There are two Dementors guarding there.

But there is no need to ask this time. After noticing Kyle, one of the Dementors immediately floated over.

"You should have seen that Dumbledore didn't bother you... So what did she say?" Kyle asked straight to the point.

The Dementor was straightforward, "The basement storage room of the old house... the portrait... behind the third brick..."

"Which old house?"

"I don't know... she didn't say..."

"Okay." Kyle nodded and stretched out his hand, saying, "Where are the things I gave you before?"

The Dementor stretched out his hand and took out an envelope and an empty small bottle.

In exchange, Kyle gave it a few chocolates.

"These are all things that can make people happy. They are my reward for buying information. You can take these back to her... maybe you can both have a meal." Kyle said with a smile.

The Dementor didn't understand, but he understood the meal... so he put away the chocolates.

After doing all this, Kyle walked into the school gate.

However, he did not go back to the castle directly, but found a remote place and lit the envelope with his wand.

During this process, a faint voice like a whisper came from the envelope.

"Gringotts... vault..."

Then Kyle took out the empty small bottle again.

"Shattered into pieces!"

The bottle exploded, turning into a pile of fragments, mixed with the ashes of the envelope.

"Clear water like a spring!"

"Cleaned up!"

After two consecutive spells, the ground instantly became clean as new, without any trace left.