Chapter 696 Coincidence, Harry Almost Got Beaten (Happy New Year!)

Newt stayed in the giant tribe for a long time, and then followed Shingogo and several other giants to the largest cave.

At this point, he was out of sight of Kyle and others. Because they were worried that they would annoy the giants if they went there rashly, and out of trust in Newt, they did not approach, but just watched from a distance.

When Newt came back, it was already late at night.

"Very good..." He said with a smile: "Shingogo has told me that he was very disgusted with Gao Gaoma's decision at the beginning, so the giants will not join the Death Eaters in this war... Of course, they will not join the Order of the Phoenix. They will stay like this and stay away from this war."

"Look, is it the same as what I said?" Kyle looked at Hagrid and Maxim and said with a smile.

"It's exactly the same as you said." Hagrid couldn't help but asked, "How did you know?"

"Guessed, and it's not difficult." Kyle shrugged and said,

"Just look at the bottom and you'll know. Those powerful giants are almost all injured in the fight for Gorg, and the stronger they are, the more seriously injured they are.

"In this case, they must rest and recuperate instead of continuing to participate in any war, unless they are tired of living.

So no matter who the new Gorg is, they will choose not to help either side and continue to live in seclusion."

"Well, Kyle is right." Newt nodded.

"As long as the giants don't stand on the side of the Death Eaters, it will be the best result for us."

He looked up at the sky.

"It's over, and we should go back." Newt turned to Hagrid and Maxim and said, "If the giants have any unusual movements, or if there are Death Eaters trying to approach them, remember to contact me at any time."

"No problem, leave it to us. "Hagrid patted his chest and said.

"Aren't you going back with us?" Kyle asked.

"No, it's Dumbledore's job to keep an eye on the giant, so Olym and I will stay for a while, but..."

Hagrid suddenly became shy, "Can I take another look at Norbert? Just one look."

He had wanted to take another look at Norbert for a long time, but because he had something important to do before, he had been holding back, and now he finally couldn't help it.

"Wait until school starts, Hagrid." Kyle thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Because of the Hungarian Horntail, Norbert is in a bad mood right now. If it accidentally bumps into you, it may delay the next thing."

"Well... okay." Hagrid couldn't help but take a look at the box in Kyle's hand. Although he was reluctant, he nodded, "It's agreed that when school starts, I must take another look at Norbert... He looks so beautiful now, isn't he? "

Beautiful?

Maxim frowned slightly. She remembered that Hagrid had praised her like this before... Could it be that in his eyes, she looked like a dragon?

This made Maxim's good mood disappear all of a sudden, and her face became gloomy.

She frowned and stood farther away from Hagrid calmly.

But no one else noticed this.

Newt picked up a branch and tapped it with his wand.

"Mentos!"

The branch emitted a burst of golden light and jumped violently in Newt's hand, but soon returned to calm.

"Oh, it should work." Newt checked it and handed one end of the branch to Kyle.

But Kyle didn't take it. He just looked at him suspiciously and asked, "It should work? What does this mean? Will this thing take me to some strange place?"

"Of course not." Newt explained, "Because I have been deceived too many times, I have tried to make a door key myself before, but I was tracked down by the Ministry of Magic every time.

"As soon as I show up, the Aurors will come over immediately, so I haven't used this magic for about fifty years."

Tsk... Kyle smacked his lips.

Magic that hasn't been used for fifty years...Now he dared not touch the branch, "Or, let Lupin pick us up, just like when they came before."

"Don't worry, I think there will be no problem." Newt said, "And the members of the Order of the Phoenix are also very busy, so it's not good to trouble them for such a small matter... Hurry up, there are only five minutes."

After Newt's repeated assurances, Kyle finally pinched the branch with courage.

"I wish you a safe journey!" Maxim waved and said.

As soon as she finished speaking, Kyle was pulled off the ground by an irresistible force and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"My Norbert..." Hagrid muttered softly, then looked at Maxim and said, "Olim, you go to sleep, I'll be responsible for observing the movements of the giants."

"No need." Maxim said expressionlessly, "You were the one who kept watch yesterday, I'll do it. Maybe you can see your dragon again in your dream."

"Ah?" Hagrid scratched his hair, not understanding why this man was so angry suddenly when he was fine just now.

"What's wrong with you?" he asked softly.

"I'm fine." Maxim said without turning his head.

...

At the same time, in a small village somewhere in England.

After a thrilling journey, Kyle finally stepped on the solid ground.

He immediately let go of his hand and looked around.

He seemed to be in a village, surrounded by rows of houses, and the sign of a tavern could be vaguely seen. Fortunately, it's not a barren land.

"I just said it would be fine." Newt said happily. Then he frowned again, "But where is this...it doesn't seem to be St. Catchpol Village."

"So the destination of the portkey is St. Catchpol Village?" Kyle's voice rose slightly.

"Of course," Newt said, "Chris and I agreed to send you home when this is over."

"Huh..." Kyle took a deep breath. Sure enough, he shouldn't trust Newt.

"But it doesn't matter, I'm pretty sure this is England," Newt continued.

"Why?"

"Because of these..." Newt pointed to the faint black mist in the air, "This kind of thing can only be found in England."

"The famous foggy city of London." Kyle wanted to laugh a little, mainly because he didn't expect Newt to know this. After all, this nickname was only popular among Muggles, and few wizards knew it.

"What foggy city? How do you know this is London." Newt blinked and said in a daze: "I mean, dementors only exist in England, and these fogs are caused by them."

"Wait, Dementors?" Kyle was not in the mood to wonder if he had made a mistake and asked quickly: "Haven't the Dementors that left Azkaban been dealt with?"

"That's right." Newt said, "But the remaining ones have also joined the Death Eaters. On the day of your vacation, another large-scale prison break occurred in Azkaban, and this time there were more people. .

The mysterious man promised that the Dementors could eat freely and absorb anyone's soul at will, so almost all of them defected to the Death Eaters. "

"So what are we going to do?" Kyle asked.

"Nothing can be done." Newt sighed, "This time the dementors were not concentrated together, but were all scattered to various places. It is impossible to solve them all at once."

"Then kill every one you see." Kyle narrowed his eyes, "As long as you walk out more, you can always kill them all."

"That's what Dumbledore did," Newt said. "Unfortunately, the efficiency is too slow, and ordinary wizards can't kill dementors."

"Can't the Patronus Charm work?"

"No." Newt shook his head and said, "Dementors can only be eliminated if they come into contact with the Patron Saint for a long time, but they are not fools and will run away the moment the Patron Saint approaches.

"And most patron saints are ordinary animals, and it is impossible to catch dementors, so this spell can usually only play a role in driving them away...unless it is a phoenix patron saint like Dumbledore, who can easily Catch the dementors and peck them to pieces."

Kyle raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but said, "My patron saint seems to be able to do it too." Although his patron saint is not a phoenix, it seems to be able to catch dementors, which has been verified before.

And more importantly, his jellyfish patron saint can tie up several dementors at a time. It is a group attack and is more efficient than the phoenix.

"Oh, yes." Newt suddenly thought of something, "I remember your patronus seems to be...an octopus?"

"It's a jellyfish." Kyle corrected?

He had learned the Patronus Charm at the Fire Dragon Sanctuary in Romania, and it was from the Inuit religion. It was hard to imagine that he would have gotten all the species wrong.

"Sorry, I don't know much about ordinary animals." Newt said sheepishly: "Can you use it again to show me?"

Kyle took out his wand directly.

Soon, a jellyfish emitting silvery white light appeared in front of the two of them, and the annoying gray mist in the air dispersed almost instantly.

"I told you last time, it's so beautiful." Newt couldn't help but say, his eyes falling on the jellyfish's thin and long tentacles.

"Yes." Newt said in surprise: "These tentacles are not as conspicuous as the real Patronus. Even if they are close to the Dementors, they will not feel threatened."

"Oh, I should have thought of it earlier. You are more suitable to stay here instead of following me to solve the giant problem."

"It's not too late," Kyle said.

"Yes, it's not too late." Newt nodded, "But before that, I have to send you back and hold my hand, Kyle.

"I don't know where this is, but as long as it's in the UK, we can apparate."

"It doesn't matter, I can also disapparate." Kyle said.

"But you haven't passed the exam after all," Newt said. "I remember that this year's Apparition exam was postponed to July 30 due to some special circumstances."

Kyle wanted to say that even if he didn't take the exam now, he could still use Apparition without any worries... At least Fudge would definitely not have any objections.

But before he could say anything, he vaguely heard someone calling his name.

At first Kyle thought he heard wrong, but the next second...

"Kay...er..."

This time he heard very clearly that someone was calling him.

Good guy, late at night, in a remote village where he didn't even know where he was, someone was calling his name... This feeling was so terrifying.

Even though Kyle could calmly sit and drink tea with the ghost, he only felt a numbness in his scalp at this time, and subconsciously took out his wand and pointed it in the direction of the sound.

"Who, come out!"

More than a dozen balls of golden-red flames began to dance around him.

This time, Kyle immediately became much calmer. He believed that no matter what was coming, Vulcan Kaidao could teach the other party that it was wrong to scare people in the middle of the night.

"Oh, be patient."

As a familiar voice came, Kyle felt his eyes blur, and there was another person in front of him.

"Professor Dumbledore?" Kyle asked doubtfully.

"It's me." Dumbledore nodded. He glanced at Kyle's wand and said, "I'm not teaching you this spell so you can deal with your friends."

Well, now I can confirm that the person in front of me is indeed Dumbledore himself.

Kyle removed the magic text at the tip of his staff and glanced behind him.

A vague figure was staggering towards this side.

"That's Harry." Dumbledore explained: "Because you happened to be standing under the moonlight, he recognized you from a long distance away."

Kyle tried to understand the scene before him, but he still couldn't figure out why he saw Dumbledore here.

Could it be that the Ministry of Magic detected the portkey? Dumbledore came to pick them up specially?

It shouldn't be, it's not like he can't disapparate.

"Professor, why are you here?" Kyle couldn't help but ask.

"I think this is the right question for me to ask." Dumbledore said, "Aren't you solving the problem of giants? Why did you come to Barberton Village late at night?"

"Barberton Village?" Kyle couldn't help but glance at Newt, "Hmm... This matter is very complicated to explain. In short, according to normal circumstances, we should actually be in St. Catchpole Village now."

Dumbledore also looked over.

At this time, Newt was looking up at the sky, seeming to be very interested in the night sky.

After a moment, Dumbledore seemed to understand something.

"Sorry, I didn't think well," he said, "I should have asked Fox to go with you."

Kyle moved his mouth and said something. Compared with being brought back by Phoenix, this situation seems not unacceptable now.

At this time, Harry also ran over panting.

"Kyle, it's really you." He said with some surprise: "I said I couldn't be wrong. Did you hear me calling you just now?"

"So, it was you who called my name?" Kyle looked a little strange.

"Yeah." Harry nodded, "What's wrong?"

"Oh, it's nothing." Kyle said, "I'll give you a suggestion. From now on, it's best not to shout other people's names loudly at midnight in places like this where there are no people around."

"Ah, why?"

"Because everyone is sleeping." Kyle continued: "If you make as much noise as you did just now, you will probably get beaten."

"I know, I was just too excited just now." Harry said, "By the way, how come you are here? Did Professor Dumbledore bring you here?"

"No, it's because..." Kyle hesitated, shook his head and said, "Forget it, it's a long story, just treat it as a coincidence."

Then he looked at Dumbledore and said, "Professor, let's go back first."

"Oh, don't worry, let's go together since we met." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Originally I wanted to invite you to come, but now it's just right."

Then he looked at Newt, who was still studying the night sky, but as soon as he turned his head, Newt suddenly disappeared, leaving only a crisp sound echoing in the silent village.

"okay."

Dumbledore looked at Kyle again, blinked and said, "Remember to keep it a secret. To be honest, after all, he hasn't used certain spells for a long time. It's normal for there to be some deviations in the details."

"I understand," Kyle said.

"That's good." Dumbledore walked towards the village again, "Follow me, I think we should be there soon."

"Professor, where are we going?" Kyle asked.

"I have lost count of how many times I have said this in recent years." Dumbledore sighed and said, "But there is no way, Tonks insists on being transferred back to the Auror office, so we are short of professors again. .

"We are here this time to persuade a retired colleague to come back to work and return to Hogwarts."

"But how can I help?" Harry asked.

"I think you will come in handy." Dumbledore said, "Oh, and Kyle, the same goes for you. With the two of you here, I think our success rate will be improved a lot this time... Turn left ”

Old colleague? Kyle had an idea of ​​who they were going to meet.

Harry continued to ask from the side: "But Professor, why can't we just apparate to that old colleague... I mean, that old professor's house."

"Because that would be as rude as kicking down someone's door," said Dumbledore, "and most wizarding homes have enchantments to protect against unwanted Apparators, just like Hogwarts." …”

Feeling a little bored along the way, Kyle looked at Dumbledore in front of him and asked: "Professor, didn't I remember that Dean Sacia of St. Mungo's said that he wanted to go to Hogwarts after retirement? Why don't we go? Invite her."

"If Sacia is willing to come, I am even willing to give her the position of principal." Dumbledore sighed, "It's a pity that she changed her mind, especially after getting those precious potion materials. In a short period of time, she I probably won’t choose to retire.”

Kyle immediately shut up.

He didn't expect that the words he just said casually out of boredom would actually come back to him.

He didn't want to take the blame. Besides, he was doing a good deed by donating those snake sloughs and snake blood to St. Mungo's.

However, Harry didn't notice anything strange, and instead chatted with Kyle about the holidays.

"I heard you went on a trip?"

"Travel? Who told you."

"Ron," Harry said, "Fred and George came to see you, and your father told them that you and Mr. Scamander went on a trip, and then they told Ron.

"I thought you wouldn't come back until the holidays were over."

"Ah, there's nothing interesting, so I came back early." Kyle said.

"where have you been?"

"It should be considered Romania."

"Fire Dragon Sanctuary?"

"No, it was another place. Mr. Scamander took me there."

"That must be very interesting." Harry said with some admiration, "I have heard from Hermione that Mr. Scamander is the greatest master of magical beasts in our time."

"It's okay, it's quite interesting." Kyle thought for a while and said, "We witnessed the whole process of a tribe choosing a new leader, which is hard to see."

Dumbledore also looked very interested and asked, "How is the new leader? Is it easy to get along with him?"

"So be it," Kyle said. "At least he and Mr. Scamander are getting on well."

Dumbledore nodded, "What about that tribe? What happened in the end?"

"After a big carnival, there's always a break," Kyle said. "They no longer welcome guests."

"Really?" Dumbledore said with a smile, and he didn't ask any more questions after that.

"What a shame." Harry glanced at Kyle with envy.

The tribe chooses its leader...a grand carnival...just hearing this tells me that it must be interesting.

He really envied Kyle for being able to go wherever he wanted and see different things, and he didn't want to have to stay at Privet Drive and not be able to go anywhere.

But Harry soon became happy again, because Dumbledore promised him to send him to No. 12 Grimmauld Place as soon as he finished the work.

Harry felt a burst of inner joy at the thought of seeing Sirius soon.

This time he must decorate a room that is his own...a real room, not a cupboard or an attic storage room.

Thinking of this, traveling to Romania doesn't seem so enviable anymore.