The award ceremony for the Triwizard Tournament champion was very grand.

On behalf of the Ministry of Magic, Cornelius Fudge handed the Triwizard Cup to Kell, along with a full thousand Galleons in prize money.

Ms. Maxime and Fleur were clapping beside them... Fleur looked a little regretful.

After all, the competition was announced to be over before she even started, so she had no experience at all.

But that's how the competition is. It's her fault for having such low points. And Ms. Maxim just said that Kyle destroyed half of the maze with just one spell... The path paved with flames has not been extinguished yet, and you can see it clearly if you stand in the audience.

This also proves from the side that Kyle is indeed very strong, at least she definitely can't do it.

The sky gradually became dark, and the award ceremony ended in this lively atmosphere.

The only ones who couldn't laugh were probably the students at Durmstrang.

Their warrior Krum fell into a coma and was carried out shortly after entering the maze, and Headmaster Karkaroff was also missing.

With the two key figures not there, they felt like outsiders standing here, not knowing whether to celebrate with them or go back to the boat first.

After the awards ceremony, Dumbledore calmly came to Kyle and whispered:

"Come with me, I may need to ask you something."

"Okay." Kyle nodded and subconsciously glanced at Dumbledore's left hand.

"Oh, don't worry." Dumbledore seemed to see what he was thinking, and stretched out his left hand and said, "It's just a burn from the Fiendfyre. It will heal soon."

The black burn marks were gone, leaving only a shallow scar.

"Of course, it's impossible to have no cost at all." Dumbledore said with a smile, "And Tom is not much better. I didn't suffer any loss."

He blinked, exchanged a few words with the people around him, and then returned to the castle.

Kyle followed him.

At this time, the students who had watched the game had not returned yet and the castle was silent. The two of them walked down the stairs to the principal's office on the eighth floor.

Harry was already waiting here, along with Professor McGonagall, Professor Moody, Snape and Sirius.

So, for the next period of time, Harry repeated the whole process of being taken away and everything he experienced on the top of the mountain.

"That man, Barty Crouch Jr. is really smart." Professor Moody couldn't help but say, "I think he probably waited until we all left the castle before drinking the Polyjuice Potion.

"Filch... I saw the Squib before dinner, and he hadn't taken Polyjuice Potion."

"Professor, can you see through this potion?" Harry asked curiously.

"It's hard to tell," said Professor Moody. "But it's not that hard to tell a Squib from a normal wizard."

Harry suddenly realized that, thinking back now, something was indeed amiss when Filch came to see him, and he even saw traces of a wand in the other's pocket.

But at that time he was so focused on the third event that he didn't think much about it. Then he was knocked unconscious and taken away.

"Wait!" Harry suddenly thought of something. "If the person who took me away was Barty Crouch Jr., then where is the real Filch?"

The principal's office suddenly fell silent.

Both Dumbledore and the professors seemed to have forgotten the castle caretaker.

"Minerva..." said Dumbledore, "could you please go to Filch's office, and ask Madam Pomfrey to come with you? I think Filch may need some treatment."

"I see." Professor McGonagall nodded and quickly left the room.

"Let's continue." Dumbledore looked at Harry again. "You said just now that Kyle fought off those Death Eaters?"

Everyone's eyes subconsciously turned to Kyle. Some of them thought it was the spell he used in the competition, but Professor Moody thought of another possibility.

But not just any fire spell can be condensed into a fire dragon... Just like the spell Kyle used in the maze, although it is powerful, it is only the most basic form.

Only Lihuo can easily condense into the appearance of a magical animal.

Although this spell was an out-and-out dark magic, the former Auror did not say anything inappropriate.

He has now retired from the Auror Office and is now just a professor at Hogwarts. Even Dumbledore didn't say anything, so he naturally wouldn't say anything.

Just pretend you know nothing.

"Is that when Dumbledore went?" he asked.

Calculating the time, from the time Kyle was sent over with the portkey to the time he cast the Fiery Fire Charm to protect himself, it was almost the exact time when Dumbledore left.

"I guess so." Harry said hesitantly, "There was suddenly a thick fog. It was so thick that I couldn't see anything clearly. Then I heard the headmaster's voice."

"Thick fog?" Professor Moody frowned. "Is it there originally?"

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"No, it's this." At this time, Kyle suddenly said, and he took out something and placed it in front of everyone.

It was a crystal blue bead, a little smaller than the Golden Snitch, and a cloud of white smoke could be seen slowly moving inside it.

It looks like a shrunken crystal ball.

"What is this?" Sirius asked curiously.

"The Mist Gem," Kyle said, "As long as you crush the bead, the white mist inside will pour out continuously, and the effect will be just as Harry just described."

"It's really something." Professor Moody's magic eye stared at the mist gem without moving, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be something from Ugadu.

"When I was hunting down a foreign dark wizard before, he used something similar. He threw a stone and hundreds of caterpillars flew out of it."

"Pretty much," said Kyle, "I bought it in Hogsmeade, and the shopkeeper said it came from an ancient tribe in the Moon Hills.

“Because it works so well, I always carry it with me.”

"You did the right thing." Professor Moody said sincerely, "When there is a huge disparity in strength, using this method to restrict the opponent's actions and buy time for rescue is the most correct way... I guess this is also the original intention of your purchase."

Kyle didn't say anything, which was considered as his agreement.

"Are you really not considering becoming an Auror after graduation?" Professor Moody couldn't help but say.

Although he was not optimistic about the current Ministry of Magic, when he really met the right person, the first place he thought of was the Auror Office.

"I can make the decision to exempt you from all assessments. You can even become a registered Auror of the Ministry of Magic in your sixth year. You don't need to participate in missions, and you can get a generous salary every month."

"How much?"

"Fifty Galleons."

"That's a bit too little." Kyle muttered.

"It's a lot." Professor Moody said, "Don't forget that you don't have to do anything until you graduate. This money is free."

Kyle was a little tempted, and after thinking for a while he asked, "If I want to do another job after graduation, can I quit my job?"

Professor Moody was stunned for a moment, then shook his head repeatedly, "Of course not."

Good fellow, resigning after getting two years' salary for nothing... Is that something a Hufflepuff can say? (End of this chapter)