At night in Hogsmeade, a burst of shrill laughter came from the Hog's Head Inn, the sound was full of gloating.

Then, Dumbledore walked out of the bar with a troubled look on his face, as ugly as if he had drunk expired butterbeer.

"Kyle, does it have to be like this?"

He looked at Kyle beside him and said carefully: "In fact, Voldemort needs time to recuperate, so we don't need to be so anxious to solve the problem of the Ministry of Magic.

"I believe that you can come up with a more appropriate plan during this period."

"Thank you for your compliment, Professor." Kyle said calmly, "Yes, I have a backup plan now."

"Tell me about it." Dumbledore's eyes lit up.

"What about the Dementors suddenly rioting and raiding the Ministry of Magic?" Kyle said seriously, "Then one or two of them happened to break into the Minister's office and had a cordial exchange with the Minister.

"This way, we can solve the problem of some people holding back, and at the same time, we can also make everyone pay more attention to Dementors. It's like killing two birds with one stone."

Dumbledore turned his head and was silent for a long time before he said with a complicated expression: "Dementors will not riot, at least not now."

"I didn't say they would definitely riot." Kyle shrugged and said, "I just provided a possibility."

Dumbledore stopped talking and just walked forward. When he reached the entrance of Zonko's Joke Shop, he finally spoke again. His voice sounded a little dry. "I understand that you are creating an illusion...but I have never done anything like this. I cannot guarantee that Fudge will believe it..."

"It's okay, Professor." Kyle smiled and said, "It's not difficult. You just need to contact a few directors occasionally, such as Ms. Amelia Bones of the Law Enforcement Department, or Mr. Barty Crouch...

Given Fudge's character, he will definitely not remain indifferent."

Dumbledore opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just shook his head silently.

He felt a little regretful. If he had known earlier when he was on the top of the mountain, he should have let go and killed Voldemort again at all costs.

The two walked forward a little further, and Kyle, who was thinking about something, suddenly felt someone grab his arm.

Then, in a dizzying moment, he was brought to the entrance hall of Number 12 Grimmauld Place.

Mrs. Weasley was so startled by the sudden appearance of the two people that she almost dropped the plate in her hand.

But she soon reacted.

No one except Dumbledore could Apparate from outside to the house protected by the Fidelius Charm.

Of course, Fred and George didn't count, as they were inside the house when they Apparated, not outside.

"you……"

Before she finished her words, there was another crisp sound.

After sending Kyle back, Dumbledore left again without even staying for a second.

"What's wrong with Dumbledore?" Mrs. Weasley asked puzzledly, "I think he looks a little unhappy."

"He must be hungry," Kyle said, "after all, he hasn't eaten much all day."

"Oh, Merlin's beard, have you been busy all day?" Mrs. Weasley quickly pulled Kyle into the kitchen, muttering, "Dumbledore is really something, why don't you stay for dinner before leaving."

"Maybe he has something else to do." Kyle said casually.

"You have to eat, too." Mrs. Weasley said, "Please wait a moment. Dinner will be ready soon."

Kyle nodded.

To be honest, he was a little hungry too.

Although the Hog's Head Pub provided a relatively clean lunch, it did not taste very good and the potatoes were not cooked and were hard inside.

There weren't many people in the kitchen at that moment, but after a few minutes, everyone started to come in.

"Kyle...when did you come back?" Ron couldn't help but ask, "Where did you go today?"

"Hogsmeade," said Kyle.

"What are you doing there?" Ron was about to ask, but was interrupted by Mr. Weasley.

"Okay, Ron." He came over from behind, "Dumbledore must have told him not to tell anyone, so don't ask so many questions."

"Okay," Ron muttered.

Ten minutes later, Mrs. Weasley arrived with a whole roast chicken and fried fish.

But there were not many people coming here for dinner today, only Tonks and Moody. Tonks looked listless, and her hair had turned as dry and yellow as straw.

Because of the Auror missions in the past few days, she hasn't slept for two days. In addition, it is her turn to keep watch today, so her mood is naturally not very good.

Lupin also noticed this, thought for a moment and said, "Tonks, you should go and rest after dinner. I can take your place today."

"Really?" Tonks' hair quickly turned a bright red, but she soon thought of something else, "But, you were the one keeping watch yesterday, right? Is it okay to do it for two days in a row?"

"Thank you for your help." Tonks yawned loudly, "I'm really exhausted these past few days."

"That's all right," said Lupin.

…

In the next few days, Kyle stayed in the library every day as usual.

Until the day before school starts.

"Are you going back?"

In the kitchen, Mrs. Weasley couldn't help asking, "Did Dumbledore want to talk to you again?"

The others also looked over subconsciously.

"No." Kyle shook his head, "I haven't seen him recently."

"Why don't you stay for another day?" Mrs. Weasley said, "Sirius can take you both to King's Cross Station tomorrow morning."

"No." Kyle said, "I came here from the Ministry of Magic. My holiday homework and books are still at home. School starts tomorrow, and I have to go back and take them with me."

After hearing what Kyle said, Mrs. Weasley understood that if it was homework and textbooks, they should indeed be taken back to school.

So after breakfast, Mrs. Weasley took Kyle to a street in front of Grimmauld Place.

Mr. Weasley was already waiting here in his car.

"Come up, I'll take you back to the village," he said.

"No, Mr. Weasley," Kyle said, "I can get back on my own."

"That won't work. The distance from Grimmauld Place to St. Catchpole is not that close." Mrs. Weasley shook her head. "Besides, this is a special period. None of us knows where the Death Eaters are hiding. What if you are attacked on the way?"

"They don't have that chance." Kyle smiled, opened the car door and got in, saying, "By the way, remember to keep it a secret for me."

With a crisp sound, Kyle took advantage of the car's cover and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

This scene happened to be seen by other people in the room.

Mrs. Weasley wouldn't let anyone out for safety reasons, so they could only look out through the windows.

As luck would have it, from their position they could just see what was happening inside the car.

"Apparition?" Ron couldn't help but ask, "Kyle is only in sixth grade this year, right? He can do this now?"

"You're the only one who thinks he won't," said Hermione bluntly.

Harry nodded beside him. "I bet he must have known this magic a long time ago."

"At least it was like that a year ago." Sirius added, "This time last year, I saw him using it, and he was very skilled at it."

"Last year," said Ron. "That was when he was just in fifth year..."

"Yes, he was able to use Apparition skillfully when he was the same age as you," said Sirius.

Perhaps he felt that what he said was a bit discouraging to Harry and the other two, so he quickly added: "Of course, among your peers, you are also good enough."

"No wonder Professor Dumbledore only took him to Hogsmeade," Harry whispered.

Then he turned and asked, "Sirius, can you teach us how to Apparate?"

Ron and Hermione also looked over, their eyes full of hope.

"Is it okay? We want to learn too."

"It's dangerous when learning to Apparate," said Sirius, "According to the rules, you are not allowed to learn Apparate before the sixth year."

"Please." Harry looked at him intently.

"Don't look at me like that..." Sirius hesitated for a moment, but finally gave in. "Oh, okay, I agree, but remember, don't tell anyone, especially Remus."

"We promise!" the three said in unison.

"When are you going to teach us?" Harry asked.

"It's too late now." Sirius thought for a moment, "Let's wait until school starts, or during the weekend or Christmas holidays."

"no problem."

…

(End of this chapter)