"What on earth happened?" Kyle took this opportunity to ask the doubts in his heart.

From the time he was called to the principal's office until now, he had no idea what had happened, and had no time to ask. He just followed Dumbledore here in a daze.

"I seem to have had a dream." Harry said. He looked a little hesitant, but still whispered: "I was doing my homework in the Charms class, but suddenly I fell asleep and had a very strange dream."

"In my dream, I seemed to have turned into Voldemort...Okay, I know this is hard to believe, and it's normal for you to think I'm talking nonsense..."

"I believe it," said Kyle, glancing at the scar on Harry's forehead.

"Thank you..." Harry said with relief, "Anyway, Voldemort gave an order to teach the 'tail' that followed behind a lesson... and then I... oh no, Voldemort killed someone with the Killing Curse."

"Who is it?" Kyle asked, "Is he also a member of the Order of the Phoenix?"

"I don't know." Harry fiddled with the cup in his hand. "I don't know him and I've never seen him before."

Kyle frowned, "And then."

"Then Ron woke me up and said I had been talking in my sleep and thought I was having a nightmare... but my scar was hurting like it was on fire.

"Hermione was worried and called Professor McGonagall. I told her what I saw in my dream. She thought I was not having a nightmare and took me to the headmaster's office."

Kyle suddenly realized, "So, you heard in your dream that they were going to attack Sirius?"

"No, I didn't hear the name." Harry shook his head, "It was Professor Dumbledore. He used a special magic... I don't know what spell it was, but it should be used to pass on a message. A few minutes later, Mr. Weasley found Sirius."

Having said this, Harry shuddered all over and seemed very scared.

He was very glad that both Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore chose to believe him.

From what we heard in the headmaster's office, Sirius was being tortured by the Cruciatus Curse when Mr. Weasley and Moody found him. If it had been a little later, no one knew what would have happened.

The thought that Sirius might die made Harry feel as if a big hand was gripping his stomach, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Seeing his look, Kyle didn't ask any more questions, but got up and left the tea room, preparing to go to the store to buy Harry a cup of hot cocoa.

He just noticed this in the store.

But just as he left, he saw two familiar people appear in the direction of the stairs.

"Mr. Weasley... Tonks." Kyle waved his hand and the two immediately walked towards him.

"Kyle, is Harry with you?" asked Mr. Weasley.

"He's in there." Kyle pointed to the tea room's private room. "What's going on?"

"That's good," said Mr. Weasley. "It's getting late now. I have to take you back to Hogwarts."

"What?"

Before Kyle could say anything, Harry pushed open the door of the tea room and said, "I'm not going back. Sirius is still here."

"Didn't you just visit him?" Mr. Weasley said, "Don't forget, you still have classes tomorrow, and I'm enough here.

"And just now, the house-elf named Kreacher also came."

"But..." Harry wanted to say something else, but saw Mr. Weasley shook his head seriously.

"That's what Sirius meant. I guess he doesn't want you to see him weak..."

"But I don't care," said Harry loudly. "I don't care what he becomes."

"You must go back anyway," said Mr. Weasley firmly.

Seeing Harry's stubborn look, he lowered his voice and said, "Think about the Ministry of Magic. You came to St. Mungo's right after Sirius was injured. This was suspicious enough. Fortunately, Professor Dumbledore found a reason to help you conceal it, but I don't think they completely believed it.

"If you don't want to be questioned, you'd better go back to Hogwarts now."

Harry was still a little hesitant.

"Be patient and wait a few more days." Mr. Weasley's tone softened. "Come back during the Christmas holidays. Everything will be fine by then. You can stay as long as you want."

Harry said nothing for several minutes before nodding silently.

"Very good, I knew you would make the right choice." Mr. Weasley said with a smile, "Then don't waste time, go back early and you can get more sleep."

"How are we going to get back?" Harry asked. "Apparate again?"

"Yes, that's the quickest way," said Mr. Weasley, "but we have to go outside first. St. Mungo's, like Hogwarts, prohibits Apparition."

"Wait a minute..." said Harry, "But we Apparated here."

"I don't know about that. Maybe Dumbledore has other ways, but I definitely can't do it."

Mr. Weasley said, "Actually, Dumbledore originally wanted to send you back together, but he needed to deal with the people from the Ministry of Magic and couldn't leave in a short time, so this task was given to us.

"…Tonks, you're at the front, if anyone from the Ministry of Magic comes along, please alert us."

Tonks didn't seem to be in a good mood, which could be seen from her orange, straw-like hair.

However, after hearing what Mr. Weasley said, she nodded and walked forward.

"Okay, follow me." Mr. Weasley waved his hand, and Kyle and Harry followed.

The people from the Ministry of Magic should all be with Dumbledore at this moment. Without any stopping, they went directly from the tea room on the sixth floor to the waiting room on the first floor. Then they came outside and stood in front of a department store with a sign that said "Closed for Renovation".

"No one's here right now." Mr. Weasley looked around. "Hurry up, Tonks."

With that he grabbed Harry's arm and disappeared from the spot.

Looking at this scene, Kyle subconsciously thought of the time when he was Apparated by the Phoenix, and his stomach began to churn again.

"Why don't I do it myself?" Kyle looked at Tonks and said, "I can actually Apparate, too."

"I know, but for safety's sake, no." Tonks shook her head. "It's illegal for underage wizards to use Apparition. If someone from the Ministry of Magic sees you, you'll be in trouble."

"But I'm already in sixth grade." Kyle tried to struggle, "It should be okay."

"That will have to wait until after Christmas, when you have completed your Apparition test." Tonks grabbed Kyle's arm, "Be prepared."

There was another crisp sound.

When Kyle opened his eyes again, he was already at the door of Zonko's Joke Shop.

Since Apparition was forbidden at Hogwarts, Tonks had no choice but to send him here, as did Harry and Mr. Weasley.

It was already two o'clock in the morning. Hogsmeade was silent, all the shops were closed, and the pointed roofs were covered with a layer of silvery moonlight, making it look peaceful and beautiful, a completely different scene from the daytime.

Several people walked on the path leading to Hoghotz.

Tonks was very interested in the fact that Harry dreamed about Voldemort. She had refrained from asking about it when they were at St. Mungo's because she was worried that someone might eavesdrop. Now she finally had the chance.

"Your family doesn't have a prophetic bloodline, does it?" she asked curiously, "Or has there been any famous prophets in your family..."

"No," said Harry, "and I don't think it's a prophecy."

"That's true." Tonks murmured, "After all, what you see is not the future, but what is happening now. This is different from prophecy... How strange, do you have any special talents?"

There are always one or two lucky people in the wizarding world who are born different from other wizards. For example, Tonks herself is a Metamorphmagus.

She can change her appearance at will. The human body transformation magic that is extremely difficult for others is as easy as eating and drinking for her.

She thought Harry felt the same way.

"I don't know," said Harry, not wanting to discuss the subject.

Because in the dream, he turned into Voldemort.

Fortunately, at this time, they also arrived at the school gate.

Mr. Weasley stopped and did not go any further.

"You'll be safe from now on," he said. "We can't leave St. Mungo's for too long. We need to get back as soon as possible. See you during the Christmas holidays."

"goodbye."

After Kyle and Harry walked into the school gate, Mr. Weasley and Tonks Apparated away again.

The school was as quiet as Hogsmeade as they crossed the grounds and climbed the stone steps to the oak door of the castle.

The door was closed, but that wasn't a problem; Kyle took out his wand and easily opened it a crack.

"Look over here, Mrs. Norris..."

Filch's voice came from upstairs, sounding extremely harsh in the quiet castle.

"Oh no, it's Filch..." Harry looked up nervously, "Is he going to find out that we're not in the dormitory anymore?"

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"Don't worry, Filch can't go to the dormitories to check who's not in bed," said Kell. "It's probably just a normal night round... Do you have your invisibility cloak with you?"

"No." Harry shook his head.

He was taken directly from his bed to the principal's office. He even wore a robe that he had just grabbed before leaving the house. How could he possibly be wearing an invisibility cloak?

"What about the Disillusionment Charm? Do you know it?" Kyle said, "It has the same effect."

"What curse?" Harry blinked.

"Never mind, it's nothing." Kyle said, "How about this, just follow me and I'll take you back to the Gryffindor common room."

"You'll take me back?" Harry suddenly thought of something, "Oh, I almost forgot, you also have an invisibility cloak..."

"No, you don't need that thing." Kyle said with a smile, "You just need to follow me. Remember to keep a distance, but not too far, just like we did in St. Mungo's before."

"No, no." Harry shook his head quickly.

The Hufflepuff common room was very close to the entrance hall, so Kyle could just go back first and there was no need to risk going upstairs with him.

That way, even if he was discovered, Filch could only catch him.

But before Harry could say anything else, Kyle took the lead and walked up the stairs.

Harry's heart immediately rose to his throat. Based on his previous experience of night walks, he was sure that if Kyle walked upstairs so blatantly, he would be discovered by Filch, and then neither of them would be able to escape.

Harry wanted to catch up to warn Kyle, but he had only walked halfway up the stairs when Kyle reached the second floor.

At the same time, what he was most worried about happened.

"Ha, I got you!"

A dim oil lamp moved quickly from the other side of the corridor and soon came near the stairs.

As long as Harry looked up, he could see Filch's gloating face behind the oil lamp.

"It's me, Filch."

Just when Harry was hesitating about what to do, he suddenly heard Kyle's calm voice. It felt like he was greeting Filch. There was no trace of the panic in his voice as if he was caught wandering at night.

Of course Kyle was not panicking, he was a privileged person.

"Is it you?"

After seeing Kyle's appearance, Filch's face instantly turned disappointed. "Why are you here?"

"Of course, I'm here just like you, to see if there are any suspicious people." Kyle said calmly, "This is the task assigned to us by Professor Umbridge, and it must be completed as soon as possible."

Filch was silent for a moment, because for this matter alone, he had to obey Kyle's command.

This made Filch very uncomfortable, so he had been avoiding direct contact with Kyle in recent times.

Now that Kyle mentioned this again, Filch wanted to leave immediately.

Mrs. Norris also wanted to leave.

As soon as it saw Kyle, its fur stood up, its body tensed, its ears bent backwards, and it looked as if it was facing a great enemy.

Soon, Filch noticed this too.

"Mrs. Norris, what's wrong with you?"

He was answered by a sharp howl and the sound of claws scraping on the floor.

Kyle roughly guessed why Mrs. Norris was like this, it should be related to the basilisk.

Just an hour ago, when he let the basilisk out of the box, he inevitably got the smell of the basilisk on his body.

This kind of smell is difficult for wizards to detect, but animals are very sensitive to it. I think Mrs. Norris should have smelled it.

Of course, even if he knew what was going on, Kell couldn't tell Filch.

"I think Madam Loris must have discovered something. You can take him to the tower to have a look. Leave this to me."

"I don't need you to teach me what to do." Filch's expression became even uglier. He glared at Kyle for another minute before turning around with a cold face.

"Let's go, Mrs. Norris."

The dim oil lamp gradually faded away. Kyle waved behind him and continued to walk upstairs.

At the corner of the stairs, Harry was stunned by this operation and stood there in a daze.

He never thought that a crisis would be resolved so easily by Kyle. He thought it was daytime, but the bright moonlight in the corridor reminded him that it was curfew time.

It was not until the footsteps became farther and farther away that he suddenly came to his senses and chased after them.

They walked all the way to the eighth floor, in front of the Fat Lady's portrait, but Filch did not appear again.

"How on earth did you do it?" Harry couldn't help asking, "Filch didn't punish you."

"Because I have special privileges, in order to catch your DA, I can enter and leave the castle at any time, including curfew." Kyle turned around and asked, "You know the password, right?"

"Oh, I know," said Harry. "Fennel oatmeal."

"The Fat Lady's taste is really... well, unique." Kyle couldn't help but mutter.

"Thanks for the compliment, but I prefer marmalade cereal." The Fat Lady's voice came from the portrait.

Harry wanted to say something else, but at this time, because of the password, the portrait of the Fat Lady had opened, revealing the passage behind it.

"Harry, are you back?" Hermione and Ron's voices came from the passage.

"It's me," said Harry.

"Okay, go back now." Kyle glanced at him, "If you have a dream like today again, remember to tell Dumbledore or Professor McGonagall as soon as possible.

"Also, if Umbridge asks you tomorrow, just say that it was the headmaster who told you that Sirius was sent to St. Mungo's. Don't say anything else, especially not your dream."

"I know," said Harry.

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(End of this chapter)