When it gradually quieted down outside, Kyle and his companions took Mr. Fusco and left the dark Knockturn Alley.

All the Death Eaters have been captured, twenty-five in total, which is a large number.

It can be seen that they must have some big plan when they came to Diagon Alley this time. In addition to kidnapping a few shop owners, they may also be planning to make a big move.

But no matter what their plan was, it was doomed to fail.

Scrimgeour was counting the casualties among the Aurors, while Sirius, Mr. Weasley and other members of the Order of the Phoenix who came to help were counting the number of Death Eaters and their corresponding wands.

"This is a great victory!" Fred said with a smile, "Thanks to your intelligence, Kyle, the mysterious man must be very angry this time."

"I've already told you that the information wasn't provided by me, but by a righteous wizard who didn't want to reveal his name." Kyle said seriously.

He is becoming more and more valuable to Voldemort. What if one day the other party gets angry and comes to deal with him personally... So for the sake of his own safety, it is better to give up certain credits.

Kyle came to the door of Florin's Ice Cream Shop and asked, "Mr. Fusco, do you know why the Death Eaters wanted to arrest you?"

"That's what I want to know too." Fusco was equally confused. How could a simple ice cream vendor like him become the target of the Death Eaters? It couldn't be that they were after his secret recipe for making ice cream.

Even if it is, is that thing worth more than twenty Death Eaters fighting for it? Isn't that a bit too exaggerated?

As long as he told them in advance, the Death Eaters wouldn't have to do anything, and he would have voluntarily contributed the secret recipe, any flavor would be fine.

Mr. Fusco shook his head and sighed speechlessly.

Kyle also realized that he really didn't know and was not lying.

"Okay, Mr. Fusco." Kyle continued, "If you think of anything, remember to tell us as soon as possible. In addition, in order to prevent the Death Eaters from attacking again, you'd better find a safe place during this period.

I suggest you stay in Diagon Alley. The Ministry of Magic will send more people here after today, so it will be relatively safer.

Of course, if you have a better place to go that’s fine too.”

"No, I'm in Diagon Alley."

After being attacked for no reason, Mr. Fusco seemed to lose his temper and said angrily: "Let the Death Eaters come if they want. No matter what they want, I will never let them get what they want!"

"I believe you have the determination, Mr. Fusco, but you still need to be vigilant," Kyle said, and then he turned and left.

There is still a lot of cleanup work to be done. More than twenty Death Eaters were arrested at one time, which caused quite a stir. The entire street suffered varying degrees of damage.

Kyle took out his wand and extinguished the nearest burning flame. The bricks and stones scattered on the ground slowly floated up and fell back to their original positions.

Mr. Fusco stood at the door of the store, staring at the wand in Kyle's hand in a daze. Subconsciously, he suddenly thought of Ollivander, who was another target regarded by the Death Eaters.

Ollivander's greatest fame is his knowledge of wands.

For a moment, Fusco seemed to have thought of something. He stretched out his hand and wanted to call Kyle, but after hesitating for a moment, he still did not shout, but returned to the store with a serious expression.

Kyle naturally had no idea what was happening behind him.

After restoring Diagon Alley to its original state with everyone else, they prepared to return to the Ministry of Magic.

With more than twenty Death Eaters captured, the Aurors were bound to work overtime, and Kyle also needed to compile a detailed report as soon as possible... This was also his job as a senior ministerial assistant.

On the other side, members of the Order of the Phoenix also gathered together.

"I'll leave the rest to you. We won't get involved." Mr. Weasley said to Lupin, "I didn't have time to inform Molly before. I think she must be very worried now."

"Of course, that's what we should do," Lupin said. "Sirius, you should go back soon too. I think Harry must be waiting for you too."

Sirius couldn't help but smile at the thought of Harry...someone was worried that he felt pretty good, it felt like he was back to when he had just graduated.

"Then I'll leave it to you," said Sirius. "Don't let them get away again."

"Don't worry, I won't."

"See you tomorrow, then," said Mr. Weasley, waving his hand. "Come on, children, we're getting ready to go home."

"Here I come, Dad."

Fred and George ran over first, followed by Bill and Charlie.

"I wish Mom had left us some dinner. I'm starving," said Fred.

"But now it's time to order a midnight snack."

"Of course there are," said Mr. Weasley.

Everyone separated in the Leaky Cauldron, and Kyle and the Aurors used the dedicated Floo network to return to the Ministry of Magic.

Although it was late at night, the main hall was still brightly lit and many people were there.

After seeing the Death Eaters brought back by the Aurors, there was an uncontrollable cheer in the main hall.

More than twenty Death Eaters! This was their biggest gain since Voldemort's return. It could be said that they had won a complete victory.

The Director of Law Enforcement, Amelia Bones, was the first to come over and headed to the courtroom with the Aurors.

Several elevators were full, so Kyle and Chris had to wait for the next one.

"Kyle, it's too late now. Why don't you go back first?" said Chris.

"I would like to, but Fudge is still waiting for the report." Kyle sighed, "Such a big thing has happened, and it is the first major victory of the Ministry of Magic. He must be eager to announce the news.

"So this report must be submitted tomorrow morning before the Daily Prophet goes to press."

"How about... you help me write it." Kyle glanced at Chris. "You've written so many reports before, this one won't be a big deal."

"Ah, I think I lost something." Chris suddenly slapped his forehead, "It must have fallen on the road. You go up first, I have to look for it."

After saying this, he lowered his head and walked quickly to the other side of the main hall.

Kyle twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling speechless... If you don't want to write a report, just say so directly. What's more, saying that you lost something, this crude excuse is totally unoriginal.

Just as I was thinking about it, the elevator arrived.

Kyle walked in.

Since there was no one else there, he quickly reached the first floor.

Fudge is not here, he should have gone to the courtroom.

Kyle returned to his office and sat at his desk to write a report.

…

Because there were a lot of Death Eaters and Aurors involved, it was already early morning when Kyle finished writing.

He threw the quill in his hand away and rubbed his sore wrist.

No wonder his father didn't want to write a report, it was really a torture.

We have to think of a solution.

A shorthand quill? No, that thing leaves too much marks and has obvious disadvantages. It's fine for copying things, but it's too difficult to use for writing reports. It's easy to be seen.

We have to find a way to improve it. Although it is a bit troublesome, it is still worth it in order to save a lot of time in writing reports.

Thinking of this, Kyle pulled himself together, took a thick stack of reports, and prepared to deliver them to the minister's office next door.

While in the corridor, he happened to meet Fudge coming out of the elevator.

"Haha, those guys who didn't take it seriously before were all dumbfounded after seeing the Death Eaters in the courtroom."

"Yeah," Kyle said. "Luckily the Auror Office didn't listen to them."

"Thanks to the news you sent me, I can't wait to know what everyone's expressions will be when they see tomorrow's newspaper." Fudge continued, "But before that, I need your help to organize the details of the process. After all, this news will be on the entire front page tomorrow."

"I've already written it." Kyle handed over the stack of reports in his hand.

"Well done, Kyle. I knew I could do no wrong by handing it over to you." Fudge said happily. "Don't worry, you will definitely see your name in the most prominent place in the newspaper tomorrow."

"No, Minister." Kyle shook his head. "This incident was the work of the Auror Office. It was the Aurors who captured the Death Eaters and protected everyone. I only participated in the aftermath. I did nothing else."

"Don't belittle yourself." Fudge shook his head. "If it weren't for the news you brought, they would have succeeded. You certainly deserve the credit."

"No." Kyle still shook his head, "I just received an anonymous letter."

"An anonymous letter..." Fudge frowned. "Where is the letter?"

"It was automatically destroyed after I read it." Kyle said, "I think a protective spell was cast in advance to prevent it from falling into the hands of Death Eaters later."

"So cautious?" Fudge was even more puzzled. "But who would tell us such important news? Could it be the Death Eaters?"

"I thought so too. After all, only the Death Eaters could know the You-Know-Who's plan."

"But there are so many Death Eaters. Who is this person?"

"I'm not sure about that." Kyle thought for a moment, "But the letter mentioned Professor Umbridge, and the writer also said that he decided to betray the You-Know-Who after knowing that she had persisted in fighting the Death Eaters even after being tortured by the Cruciatus Curse twice.

"So I think the credit should belong to Professor Umbridge."

"Have you decided? This is a great opportunity to improve your reputation." Fudge said softly, "You obviously don't have to tell me this. After all, you are the only one who has read the letter. If you don't tell me, no one will know this."

"Of course, Minister, I've made up my mind," Kyle said.

Fudge nodded and looked at Kyle with some admiration, "If Dolores knew, she would definitely be proud that she had taught you."

"This is what I should do." Kyle smiled and said, "Minister, if there is nothing else, can I leave work first?"

"Oh, is it so late already? I didn't even notice." Fudge suddenly said, "I was thinking of asking you to attend the trial together, but if you insist, that's fine... Do you need a car from the Ministry to take you back?"

"No, as long as the Ministry allows me to use Apparition once, it will be fine." Kyle said, "I missed the Apparition test, so I can only wait until next year."

"I remember that you were still catching Dementors at that time." Fudge said nonchalantly, "Okay, use it, I agree.

"Also, you can waive the Apparition test. Just consider it as a reward for this time."

"But Minister, is this appropriate?"

"Don't worry about it. We all know that kind of test won't be difficult for you, right?"

…

After Fudge returned to the office with the report, Kyle took the elevator to the lobby where Ministry of Magic staff could Apparate.

When Kyle arrived at Grimmauld Place, a faint light could be seen in the sky.

At this time, Kyle thought everyone had gone to bed, but when he opened the door, he found that the lights were still on in the room.

"It's okay, Dad. It's Kyle who's back."

Bill poked his head out of a room. "Come and have something to eat, or Fred and George will eat it all in a little while."

"Hey, Bill, that's not as exaggerated as you say. It's obvious that Charlie eats more!"

Hearing that there was food, Kyle hurried over.

The light was on in the kitchen. Except for Sirius, everyone else who had returned earlier was here. There were a few bottles of wine, some bread, a plate of corn flakes, and a plate of corned beef on the dining table.

"Well, did you get any useful information?" Mr. Weasley pushed the bread in front of Kyle.

"I don't know," Kyle said. "I've been writing a report and haven't been in the interrogation room. But I don't think the Aurors can get any useful information out of me."

"Why?" Charlie was a little confused.

"Do you know any of the Death Eaters who were captured?" Kyle asked.

Charlie thought for a moment and shook his head.

He had seen it before, and they were all strangers, and he didn't recognize anyone.

"That's the reason." Kyle took a piece of bread. "Except for Antonin Dolohov, the others who came to Diagon Alley this time are probably just here to make up the numbers. They can cause trouble, but they may not know any important news."

"It's a pity that Dolohov got away," said Mr. Weasley regretfully.

The Auror who had gone in pursuit had lost sight of Dolohov deep in Knockturn Alley and had returned empty-handed.

"We can't help it. He knows Knockturn Alley better than we do." Charlie said, "Kyle, would you like some brandy?"

Kyle had already turned seventeen, so he was allowed to drink, but after taking one look at the corn chips and corned beef on the table, he hesitated.

He would rather eat something than drink.

Just at this moment, the house-elf Kreacher came over and asked eagerly, "Master Kyle, would you like some midnight snack?"

Kyle glanced at the few remaining corned beef and corn chips on the table, hesitated for a moment, and nodded, "Then just any sandwich will do, thank you."

"It's Kreacher's pleasure!" screamed the elf, and he ran into the kitchen with an excited look on his face.

"Oh, keep your voice down." Fred reminded beside him, "Mom has been worried all night and finally fell asleep. I hope I didn't wake her up just now."

"Sorry," Kyle said, "I forgot house-elves can be quite agitated sometimes."

"It's none of your business," said George, "but I can't understand why the elf wasn't so attentive when we got back."

"Yeah, he didn't even bother to find the cups for us."

The two complained about the different treatment of the house-elves, but Mr. Weasley did not find it strange.

He had already learned about Regulus from Sirius. As the house-elf of the Black family, Kreacher would naturally be particularly attentive to Kyle. There was nothing strange about that.

While waiting, Kyle suddenly thought of something and asked, "Mr. Weasley, do you know why the Death Eaters want to capture Fusco?"

"I don't know, maybe they caught the wrong guy." Mr. Weasley thought for a moment and said, "It could be that I offended them somehow.

"Or the name of the mysterious man," said Bill.

Now, apart from this reason, they couldn't think of any other reason why the Death Eaters would go to so much trouble to capture an ice cream shop owner.

They chatted for a while, and soon Kreacher came back. In addition to the sandwich Kyle ordered, he also made fried potatoes, grilled sausages, and a whole roast chicken.

Seeing this, Fred and George felt even more unbalanced. They decided to turn their grief and anger into appetite and grabbed the grilled sausages in front of them and stuffed them into their mouths.

Kreacher was watching them from the side with a gloomy face, but the two men didn't care at all. Fred even raised his eyebrows at him smugly and picked up the second sausage.

"I finally understand why Kreacher doesn't like you." Kyle said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)