"Damn the fire spell, he's lying, it's clearly Fiendfyre!"

In the headmaster's office, Snape roared, "Can the Fire Curse be so powerful? Or does that idiot Lupin think we can't even tell the difference between a Fire Curse and a Fiery Curse!"

"Calm down, Severus, I can hear you, don't be so excited." Dumbledore picked up the teapot next to him.

"Would you like some black tea?"

"It's already this late, and you're still in the mood for tea?" Snape stared at Dumbledore as if he had just met him.

"Someone used a Fiendfyre spell on a school and destroyed an office!

"Even when Black...that person was in school, he didn't dare to use this extremely dangerous black magic so blatantly."

"I know, Severus... I know." Dumbledore still poured him a cup of black tea.

Snape took a sip, seemed to find it too hot, and put it back and continued, "You should find out how he learned the Fiery Curse!"

"I have a different opinion from you on this point..."

Dumbledore shook his head. "Remus told me that he didn't hear the spell. Maybe Kyle just suddenly saw the "corpse" of his friend, which caused the magic riot..."

"Can magical riots produce fierce fire?" Snape's face became increasingly ugly. He felt that his IQ was insulted.

“It’s not impossible.”

Dumbledore thought for a moment, "Kyle saw the Fiery Fire Curse in his second year, and was in it. It was not a good memory.

And the Boggart, this kind of creature always reveals the fear deep in people's hearts. Perhaps Kyle also thought of this experience, so when the magic rioted, he subconsciously reproduced it...

"Well... this is normal, nothing strange."

There was silence in the principal's office.

Snape looked at Dumbledore in disbelief, his expression as if he had been forced to drink a large gulp of potion brewed by Neville Longbottom.

"Do you think I'm an idiot?"

"Of course not, Severus, you are the most gifted Potions genius I have ever seen, and one of the youngest headmasters in the history of Hogwarts, there is no doubt about that."

"but……"

Dumbledore changed the subject and continued, "You are too focused on potions, so it is inevitable that you are lacking in other aspects... Magic is the most wonderful thing in the world."

“Bang bang…”

Snape wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by a sudden knock on the door.

"Are you here so soon?"

Dumbledore stood up and said, "Severus, can you please inform Hagrid? Kyle may not be able to go to class until later this afternoon."

"Just don't regret it!" Snape took a deep breath, turned around and opened the door of the headmaster's office.

Outside the door were Professor McGonagall and Kyle.

Snape's mouth twitched, but he said nothing and walked past them.

Then Professor McGonagall left, leaving Kyle alone.

"Sit down." Dumbledore pointed to an armchair in front of him.

Kyle walked over and sat down.

He had expected Dumbledore to ask him some questions, or give him a stern rebuke...but nothing happened.

Dumbledore just waved calmly.

The table between the two of them was instantly filled with all kinds of food.

"You can have your lunch here... it's not as lively as in the auditorium, but it's still just as good."

Dumbledore blinked and said, "And as Headmaster, I always get things that aren't in the canteen, like this honey cream pie."

He pushed a plate towards Kyle, "Try it."

Kyle cut a small piece onto his plate but didn't eat it.

Everything Dumbledore liked was too sweet for him, and honey cream... the name alone was enough to make it too sweet.

Kyle cut a little and left it alone, while Dumbledore happily brought the plate to himself.

Half an hour later, the last plate of pudding disappeared, and a pot of black tea and a glass of lemonade appeared on the table.

"Can you tell me why?" Dumbledore asked suddenly.

"I'm sorry, Professor." Kyle didn't explain. "I just wanted the Boggart to disappear completely."

"Is it because you saw the 'corpse' of your friend?" asked Dumbledore.

Kyle nodded.

This was the first time that his mind went blank and his body reacted subconsciously. By the time he came to his senses, it had already happened.

"Yes... yes..." Dumbledore paused in mid-air with his hand holding the tea, and then said softly: "...I can understand."

He couldn't imagine what he would do if he turned around and saw Ariana's body.

Probably...same as Kyle, or worse.

Dumbledore's eyes flickered, then he put the teacup back on the table and added two more sugar cubes.

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"But Kyle, no matter what, you have seriously violated the school rules. As punishment, I must deduct 100 points from Hufflepuff.

"And you have to promise me that you will never use any dark magic in the castle again."

Kyle was a little surprised.

He didn't expect that Dumbledore's punishment was just a point deduction.

Although one hundred points sounds like a lot, it is the least painful, especially for Hufflepuffs. This punishment is not even as good as letting them skip a meal.

"I promise, Professor," Kyle said.

"I hope you can remember this." Dumbledore looked up at him, "By the way, you are also responsible for returning a new office to Professor Lupin, with all the tables, chairs and windows.

If you don't have enough Galleons, I'll have to write to your family."

"What?!"

Kyle, who was drinking lemonade, choked. "Can't you find another reason and ask the school director to reimburse you?"

"Of course not, this is your own mistake." Dumbledore gave him a strange look.

What does this kid think of the school director?

Well...it's not impossible, but it's really not necessary.

"Well, you can go back now," said Dumbledore. "You should still be able to catch the first Care of Magical Creatures class by now."

Kyle didn't leave, "I have one last question, Professor."

"Just ask."

"Is there any way to resist the Boggart?" Kyle asked hesitantly, "Like Occlumency."

"I'm afraid it's difficult."

Dumbledore said calmly: "Boggart is equivalent to another form of the Mirror of Erised. Its ability is more inclined to reflect your inner thoughts like a mirror, rather than peeping into you...

Unless you learn Occlumency to a very advanced level, it's unlikely to work."

"Like you?" Kyle asked.

"If I wish, I may," said Dumbledore, "but as for Boggarts, I have more suitable means at my disposal which are far more effective than Occlumency.

"You can also ask Professor Lupin for advice. I remember he just taught the third graders a very useful little spell yesterday."

"Funny?" Kyle asked.

"It seems you already know it." Dumbledore said, "Yes, the standard answer in the book is very simple, but very useful."

Kyle frowned and said, "But it can't prevent the Boggart from transforming."

"At least, you don't have to make such a big noise anymore." Dumbledore said half-jokingly, "You can't blow up an office every time..."

…

(End of this chapter)