In that shabby hut in the sea, Harry spent the most wonderful night of his life.

The next morning, he was reluctant to wake up for a long time, as if he thought it was just an unreal dream.

In this dream, a giant owl brought him an admission letter from a magic school. Then a giant named Hagrid came and said he was a wizard. He used magical spells to punish his cousin Dudley who had always bullied him.

He was afraid that when he opened his eyes, he would find himself still in the small storage room at home.

If possible, he wanted to stay in this dream forever and never come out.

Until Hagrid woke him up.

"Wake up, Harry, now is not the time to sleep in."

Hagrid rubbed his sleepy eyes, opened the window, let an owl in, and bought the newspaper in its mouth for five knuts.

"What's that, Hagrid?" Harry asked curiously.

"The Daily Prophet, the wizarding world's newspaper, all wizards read this."

Hagrid stretched and said, "We'd better get going, Harry. We have a lot to do today. We need to go to London to buy you all the things you need for school, and two birthday presents."

"A birthday present?"

"For you and Kyle," Hagrid said. "What a coincidence, his birthday is also today."

I actually got a birthday present? Harry's heart skipped a beat, and he almost jumped up with joy. But he soon noticed the other name Hagrid said, blinked, and asked, "Who's Kyle?"

"He's also a young wizard at Hogwarts, but he's a year older than you."

Hagrid had already put on his clothes and boots. "He is a good boy with a good heart, and he is very friendly to his classmates. When he was in school, professors and students liked him very much.

By the way, his academic performance is also excellent. He is the only young wizard in Hogwarts in the past three hundred years who has won the Special Contribution Award for the school in his first year. If everything goes well, he may also be the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin.

If you encounter any troubles in the academy or have any doubts, you can go to him and he will definitely help you. "

As they were talking, the two of them had already arrived at the reef outside.

Harry blinked. He could see that Hagrid liked the man named Kyle very much. Of course, the other person was indeed very outstanding.

Although he didn't know any of those titles, it was not difficult to guess from Hagrid's tone that they must be remarkable achievements.

"Kyle..." Harry muttered to himself, imagining what the other person looked like in his mind.

Because he had never seen a wizard before, Harry subconsciously thought of some TV shows about wizards. Combined with Hagrid's appearance... an image soon appeared in his mind.

It was a boy wearing a pointed hat and a pure black…or maybe red or blue cloak. He held a thick wooden stick inlaid with gems in his hand. He was stern and had a circle of dead mink wrapped around his waist…

"A-choo..."

In St. Catchpole Village, Kyle, who was having breakfast, suddenly sneezed.

"Honey, do you have a cold?" Chris asked with concern.

"No, I just suddenly felt my nose was a little itchy." Kyle rubbed his nose but didn't care, thinking it was just because he had been in contact with too many owls.

No one knew who leaked his birthday, but since dawn, owls kept flying into his room with beautifully packaged boxes.

The gifts almost filled up half the room.

"It seems that you are very popular in school." Diana said with a smile: "You received so many gifts."

"Mom, have you forgotten which house I am in?" Kyle picked up a piece of bread and spread his hands and said, "Hufflepuffs have always had the best popularity. It's normal to have more friends."

Diana just smiled and said nothing.

Kyle looked at the package next to him. It was sent by Lee Jordan, and judging from its shape, it should contain a cake.

This was also one of the most items he received, and there were more than a dozen of them in the room upstairs.

If nothing unexpected happens, these cakes will become his daily food in the next few days. Oh, and the same goes for the Weasley children.

Ginny would be very happy.

Kyle smiled bitterly and shook his head, picking up another sausage.

After breakfast, Chris called Kyle aside and said, "We have considered what you said yesterday."

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Kyle was stunned at first, then looked at Chris expectantly: "Do you agree to teach me?"

"Of course, we have no reason to object." Chris said, "But... can you tell us why you want to learn Occlumency? You know, this special kind of magic is very difficult to learn. Not to mention a first... or second-year wizard like you, even many adult wizards find it difficult to learn it."

"Because of Oren." Kyle thought for a moment and said, "When we were in the Forbidden Forest before, I found that he seemed to be able to guess what I was thinking. This feeling was terrible."

Oren was just an excuse.

Occlumency is the only known magic that can resist external mental infiltration, and Kyle must learn it.

In addition, if he wanted to understand Horcruxes, he would inevitably have to come into contact with the notebook and the tiara, which also required learning the brain-blocking technique.

With Voldemort's attainments in soul magic, if he had touched those Horcruxes before learning Occlumency, he would probably have been seen through in minutes.

In fact, Kyle started trying to learn this magic last year, but the progress was very slow.

Just like Chris said, it is not easy to learn the art of occlumency. If there is no one to teach, it is very difficult to learn it by yourself. It took Kyle half a semester to barely reach the entry level.

This level of brain occlumency is obviously not enough to resist Voldemort's Horcruxes.

"Oren?"

When Chris heard the name, he felt a headache.

He has been thinking about this matter for more than a month, but apart from the rescue operation ten years ago, he really can't remember any other interactions between him and the other party.

Chris sighed and said, "If you're sure you want to learn, we can teach you."

"I'm sure." Kyle nodded. "When does it start? After you get off work?"

"No, you don't want to learn from us." Chris pretended to be mysterious and said, "If it is brain occlumency, we have found the most suitable teacher for you, and it will definitely agree to teach you."

"teacher?"

(End of this chapter)