When Kyle and the other two returned to the office, Harry was already waiting anxiously. He looked very restless and wanted desperately to visit the unconscious Sirius.

This time Dumbledore agreed.

Sasia led them out of the office, around a corner, and into a brighter corridor.

Kyle noticed that the first digit on the numbers on the ward doors was always five, which meant that this was the fifth floor of St. Mungo's, which was the Charmed Injury Department.

He thought Sirius was also on this floor, but Sassia did not stop but walked down the stairs.

Almost everyone they met on the way, whether patients or therapists, would stop to greet Sassia. It was obvious that the headmaster was very respected at St. Mungo's.

"Where are we going now..." Kyle couldn't help but ask, "Shouldn't the tortured by the Cruciatus Curse be treated on the fifth floor?"

"That's true," said Dean Sassia. "But Black wasn't tortured by the Cruciatus Curse for too long. It would be better to first treat the wounds on his body from the Runespoor snake bite. The teeth of that magical animal are poisonous."

At this point, Sassia couldn't help but look at Kyle again.

She thought of the basilisk again. Compared with that legendary magical animal, the venom of the runespoor was somewhat less venomous.

Soon, Sasia brought them to the second floor, which was also the floor Kyle was most familiar with.

He looked at a bracket placed at the corner of the stairs, slightly dazed.

"Yes, this is the rack you used to penetrate the werewolf." Sassia said with a smile, "After the effect of the Transfiguration Spell on it ended, we put it back to its original place."

Hearing her say this, even Harry, whose mind was entirely focused on Sirius, stopped.

He knew, of course, that the reason Kyle received the Order of Merlin was because he defeated a werewolf that suddenly transformed in St. Mungo's.

But I had only heard about it before, but I didn’t expect it to be here.

He glanced at the shelf curiously.

...It's just a very ordinary storage rack with a few flower pots on it.

To be honest, if Sasia hadn't told him, he would never have associated such an ordinary thing with weapons.

"Have you found out the reason?" Kyle asked, "The reason why the werewolf can transform during the day."

"A crazy pharmacist." Sasia said calmly, "Because I rejected his application to join the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association, he planned that revenge action."

"Can I help you?" Dumbledore asked.

"Thank you, Albus, but it's settled," Sassia said with a smile.

"Oh, Professor Dumbledore, Kell, Harry, why are you here?"

At this time, Mr. Weasley came up from downstairs with some bandages and several bottles of different potions in his hands.

"We're here to visit Sirius," Harry said quickly. "Mr. Weasley, do you know where he is?"

"Of course...but to be honest, you really shouldn't have come, especially you, Harry. It's very dangerous outside Hogwarts now." Mr. Weasley sighed.

But he soon realized that Dumbledore was also here, so he stopped talking and pointed to the second room on the right.

"Sirius is right there, follow me."

He walked over and opened the door, and Harry immediately ran over.

"Remember to keep quiet." Mr. Weasley reminded: "Sirius is not the only one here."

Kyle wanted to follow and take a look, but Dumbledore stopped him with his hand.

"Let's wait outside." He said, "Sirius can't see too many people at a time, otherwise it will affect the rest of other patients... It just so happens that I also have something to ask you."

Kyle's face froze... Well, what was coming finally came.

Because there were many people coming and going in the corridor, Dumbledore took him to the sixth floor of St. Mungo's.

This is a shop and tea room, a place specifically for meeting and chatting.

Because she had to prepare the antidote, Sasia did not come with them.

Dumbledore led Kyle into a separate tea room, and as soon as they entered, his face became serious.

"I remember we agreed not to bring a basilisk into Hogwarts."

"Ah, that's it..." Kyle felt a little guilty, but still said, "But the situation is different now, isn't it?"

"Oh?" Dumbledore's eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything, as if he was waiting for Kyle's explanation.

"Because of the Philosopher's Stone and the diary, Voldemort wanted to kill me. Last time at the top of the mountain, he showed his undisguised murderous intent and took action for it."

Kyle said, "Not only did he ask all the Death Eaters to catch me, he even wanted to do it himself. It was only thanks to the magical item, the Mist Orb, that I was saved."

After hearing about the Philosopher's Stone and the diary, Dumbledore's eyes were not as firm as before.

Indeed, Kell had ruined Voldemort's plans twice in a row, so naturally he would hold a grudge against him.

Coupled with what happened on the top of the mountain that day, and the fact that several Horcruxes were also found by Kyle, there is no possibility of turning back.

Voldemort's hatred for Kyle is probably no less than that for Harry, or perhaps even more. In this case, it is understandable that Kyle finds some means of self-defense.

Dumbledore was a little conflicted. Although this was the truth, he still couldn't accept the appearance of the basilisk in the school... unless Kyle could find a more convincing reason.

"I just wanted to protect myself." Kyle continued, "After all, I'm just a student who hasn't graduated yet. It's very dangerous to face the Death Eaters."

Dumbledore's hand, which was about to pour tea, suddenly trembled.

Kyle faces Death Eaters, danger?

He thought the Death Eater who'd been engulfed by Fiendfyre might have a different opinion... what was his name? Oh, yes, Theodore Nott.

"Of course, one or two won't matter, but what if there are more of them?" Kyle continued, "I only have one wand, and it won't be enough when facing more than a dozen wands."

"Hogwarts is safe," Dumbledore said softly. "As long as I am alive, there is no way Death Eaters can enter the school...even if Tom comes."

"There are always special circumstances..." Kyle's voice became a little softer, "For example, like today, when a member of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​in danger, you must go to rescue him."

"If that's the case, I can come back anytime." Dumbledore glanced at Kyle, "This reason doesn't convince me."

"But I can't stay in school forever." Kyle sighed and said, this was the main reason why he brought the basilisk.

He understood that Dumbledore wanted him to leave the basilisk with Newt while he was at school and take it back during the holidays.

But the Death Eaters couldn't possibly deal with them openly, and no one knew what conspiracies and tricks they would come up with.

Just like last year, wasn't Harry taken out of school? If there was an emergency, the Death Eaters would definitely not let him go to Newt to get the basilisk first, so it was safest to carry it with him.

Dumbledore hesitated even more. He knew that now was the key time for Voldemort to accumulate strength. He would win over giants and invite werewolves. This meant that he had a lot of things to do and could not stay in school all the time.

Although according to his understanding of Voldemort, it was impossible for the other party to come to Hogwarts when he was still alive...but that was only Voldemort more than ten years ago.

After the Horcrux was destroyed, his soul was completely incomplete, and it is hard to say whether this will affect his personality.

Even if the possibility is small, it is not completely impossible.

Seeing Dumbledore's hesitation, Kyle immediately perked up and said, "I'm going to strike while the iron is hot."

"You just said that magic is unknown. Since the basilisk can save people, it can also be used to deal with Death Eaters.

"Just like a powerful magic wand, whether it is dangerous or not ultimately depends on who holds it."

Dumbledore was choked. He didn't expect that the words he just said casually would be used by Kyle on himself.

but……

"Even so, you forgot a premise." Dumbledore raised his head, "That is, the person who uses the weapon must be able to fully control the weapon, only in this way can it not be backfired."

"I promise that I can control the basilisk." Kyle said confidently.

He was not completely unprepared.

When Newt took away the basilisk, he found more than a hundred roosters and placed them in a cave near the basilisk. He could cancel the protective magic at the entrance of the cave at any time and release the roosters.

There are other things in the box.

There are fire dragons, leopards, large areas of mandrake and biting cabbage. Even if the basilisk is really disobedient, it is almost impossible to break out of the box.

Seeing Kyle's confident look, Dumbledore was shaken again.

"If you are still worried, Professor..."

Kyle cleared his throat and said in a very natural tone: "Then it's no problem to let Fox monitor the basilisk. I can build a perch for Fox in the box. With Phoenix helping to watch over it, the basilisk will have no chance of coming out, right?"

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Dumbledore couldn't help but look up.

Kyle's reasons were sound and sounded reasonable.

Phoenix would not be affected by the basilisk's gaze, and having Fox watching beside him did make him feel more at ease.

But his intuition told him that Kyle definitely had other ideas, at least not just to reassure him.

"It's too serious to say that I'm under surveillance. Of course I believe you." Dumbledore said, "Countless times, facts have told me that you are not a person who likes to brag."

"It's okay, professor, this is what should be done." Kyle said seriously, "I completely understand and I have absolutely no objection.

"Besides, you must be very busy with Voldemort's affairs recently. I can help take care of Fawkes."

Dumbledore looked into Kyle's eyes and saw a rare evasion.

If he had only suspected it before, he was now certain that Kyle was targeting his Phoenix.

This made Dumbledore feel a little helpless.

He had come here to question Kyle because he had taken the basilisk away without permission, but as things turned out, it seemed that his phoenix might not be saved either, and it all seemed reasonable.

Because short of sending the Basilisk back to Newt, this is the best solution.

The Phoenix is ​​not affected by the basilisk's sight, its tears can detoxify, and it can fly. If there is any emergency, it can also warn everyone in the first time.

With Fawkes watching nearby, it would be like adding an extra layer of insurance to the box containing the basilisk, and Dumbledore would feel much more at ease.

But the problem is, when he came, he didn't think of sending Fawkes to the box as well. Even when he was wavering before, he just wanted to know whether Kyle had the ability to guarantee that the basilisk would not appear in Hogwarts.

In the end, how did the matter become related to his phoenix? What made Dumbledore even more confused was that he was actually a little tempted.

“Bang, bang…”

Just as Dumbledore was struggling, there was a knock on the door.

Then the door of the tea room was pushed open.

"I'm sorry to bother you, Headmaster Dumbledore." A young wizard standing outside said awkwardly, "But people from the Ministry of Magic are here. They are in Black's ward, and the situation is a bit unpleasant."

"I understand, thank you...Augustus." He said after glancing at the tag on the wizard's chest.

"No, no." The therapist named Augustus waved his hands repeatedly.

Dumbledore looked at Kyle again, "You stay here."

After saying that, he went downstairs with the therapist.

In fact, Kyle didn't need Dumbledore's reminder. He had no intention of meeting anyone from the Ministry of Magic. Now Fudge regarded Dumbledore as his biggest enemy, and there would be inevitable open and secret struggles. He didn't want to cause trouble for himself.

The only thing that made him feel a little regretful was that Dumbledore took Fawkes away as well, as if he was guarding against him.

This is where Dumbledore was wrong, he just proposed a very objective solution and he had no selfish motives.

Besides, Fawkes was loyal to the Dumbledore family and it was impossible for him to kidnap him. Why would he be so defensive against me? "How petty." Kyle muttered.

After the two left, Kyle went to a nearby store.

It's already early morning. He was a little hungry after being called here to work for such a long time in the middle of the night.

The store is not big and feels similar to a private compartment on a train, but it sells a wide variety of goods, including snacks, tableware, and daily necessities.

Kyle bought himself a cauldron cake and a bottle of pumpkin pop and returned to the tea room.

The cauldron cake tasted average, much worse than the one on the train. It was a bit cloyingly sweet, and it felt like half of it was sugar.

And for some reason, the filling in the middle of the cake is not jam, but salted fish...

The small salted fish, which were only a few inches long, were not processed in any special way. They were just fried and stuffed into the cake.

Sweet cake and salted fish, this magical combination is almost as abrupt as a troll dancing ballet.

Kyle suddenly felt not so hungry anymore, so he opened the pumpkin soda and took a sip... This tasted much more normal, just like ordinary soda.

"Bang, bang..." At this time, the knock on the door sounded again.

Kyle walked over and opened the door.

The person who came this time was not someone from St. Mungo's, nor an Auror from the Ministry of Magic, but Harry.

"The Ministry won't let me stay in the room any longer," he said. "Professor Dumbledore said I could come here."

"It's okay, take a seat." Kyle pointed to the seat opposite him, "You must be hungry too, I just bought something."

Harry also noticed the largely untouched piece of cake on the table.

He had been worried about Sirius's condition before, so he didn't feel anything. But now that Kyle reminded him of this, he also felt a pang of hunger.

But the cake on the table didn’t look big, and it seemed like it was not enough for two people.

"I'll go get another one," said Harry.

"It's okay, I'm full. Just have a drink." Kyle shook the pumpkin soda in his hand.

Harry then remembered that Kyle should have been here all the time, so he didn't say anything else.

"Thank you." He broke off a piece of cake and put it into his mouth.

"You're welcome." Kyle looked at him with a satisfied expression and asked tentatively, "How does it feel?"

"It's a bit ordinary, and the taste is worse than what I bought on the train." Harry thought for a moment and continued, "But I've never tasted this combination before, and it sounds good."

"Pretty good?" Kyle smacked his lips.

No wonder the clerk just now strongly recommended this combination of crucible cake. Now everything seems to make sense. I didn’t expect that some people actually like it.

Although he didn't understand Harry's comments, he respected them.

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(End of this chapter)