"How about it?"

“The stuff is still there.”

When Kyle returned to Diagon Alley, he immediately went into the Weasley brothers' shop? Before anyone noticed him, he changed his clothes back and said, "I saw it. The vanishing cabinet is in Borgin and Burke's."

"Great." Fred said excitedly, "This way, as long as we keep an eye on the entrance to Knockturn Alley, we can keep track of the Death Eaters' movements."

"Or we can control Borgin and Burke directly," George said. "It just so happens that our job now is to deal with dark magic items. We can find any excuse to check them."

"I advise you not to do this, so as not to alert the enemy." Kyle reminded: "Boggin is a cunning guy. Once he finds something wrong and informs the Death Eaters, our previous plan will be in vain. We just need to maintain the status quo.

"And I also saw traces of a werewolf in Knockturn Alley."

"Werewolf?" Fred was startled.

Their store was less than a hundred feet from the entrance to Knockturn Alley, which would not be a very safe location if there were really werewolves there.

"Yes, I guess he was hiding in Knockturn Alley before, and later joined the mysterious man and was sent to watch Borgin and Burke." Kyle said.

"No way." Fred said, "I heard Lupin mention it. He said that the werewolves in Knockturn Alley were driven out by Fenrir Clayburgh. They are so weak that even if they want to work for You-Know-Who, he won't look down on them."

"That means he sneaked in." Kyle said, "At least I felt the danger when I passed by him. He must be a strong werewolf."

"Then how can you be sure that he is related to the mysterious man?"

"I was just guessing," Kyle said. "When we were in the store before, Borgin refused to sell me the Vanishing Cabinet, even though I offered a price that I normally couldn't refuse.

"He seems to have some concerns, probably because there is a werewolf watching at the door."

"I can't refuse the price..." George raised his eyebrows, "You are not going to take out our money as well."

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

"That's all our property..." Fred said quietly, "What if Borgin really agrees?"

"That's impossible. I know that," Kyle said. "Even if he dares to take risks for a few thousand Galleons, I can find another excuse."

"I have another question..." George stopped dwelling on the matter of Galleon and asked in confusion, "Even if the werewolves have joined the You-Know-Who, Malfoy can't command them. After all, he's just a sixteen-year-old underage wizard, not even a true Death Eater."

"Malfoy can't, but there are others."

Kyle said, "Do you expect him to accomplish such a big thing alone? He must ask for help. For some Death Eaters, just sending a werewolf over is a piece of cake."

"But in this case, we not only have to keep an eye on the Death Eaters, but we also have to be extra careful to prevent werewolves from running out on a full-moon night. This is Diagon Alley, and it would be quite troublesome if a transformed werewolf suddenly ran out."

"Don't worry, just leave it to us." Fred and George patted their chests and said, "We just made a map of Diagon Alley... a simplified version of the Marauder's Map."

He pointed to a piece of ordinary-looking parchment in front of the window and said, "When the time comes, we only need to make a slight change on the map, and we will be able to know the situation of the entrance to Knockturn Alley at any time."

"That's a good idea." Kyle said calmly, "But I still think it's unreliable. Remember to tell Kreacher about this... Never mind, I'll tell him later."

"Hey, what do you mean by that!" said Fred unhappily. "In your eyes, are we worse than a house-elf?"

Kyle looked him up and down, then nodded affirmatively.

Yes, that's what he meant.

"What are you talking about?"

Just as Fred and George were about to teach Kyle a lesson, Connor came over from behind a shelf not far away.

"Kyle, are you done with your work? We have to get back to school soon."

“Ah, done,” Kyle said.

"That's good," said Connor, as she put a few interesting gadgets on a shelf nearby.

"Mr. Weasley, how much are these."

"Take it." Fred waved his hand. "We'll treat you. It's a discount for your first visit to our store."

"That won't do. How can you buy something without paying?" Kanna shook her head and said, "Tell me how much quickly, or I don't want it."

"Yeah, let's put one thing aside. We won't take advantage of this." Kyle also echoed.

As he spoke, he took out a heavy suitcase and placed it on the counter, saying generously, "Forget it, these are all for you, no need to change."

The suitcase was very heavy and made a dull sound when it was placed on the counter. It must be full of gold coins.

But Fred and George were far from happy.

"Hey, this is our money anyway."

"Pay our bill with our own money and don't even need to give us the change...how can you say that."

“How shameless!”

In the face of the two people's complaints, Kyle pretended that he heard nothing. He calmly found the house-elf Kreacher, explained some things to him, and then left the shop with Kanna and walked towards the Leaky Cauldron.

After a while, Fred and George caught up from behind.

"Why did you go back so early?"

"Can't we just use the Floo Network with Ron and the others later?"

"We want to do that too," Kyle said, "but what about the carriage? We can't stuff it into the fireplace, too."

"Carriage...Oh, how could I forget this? You came here in a Thestral carriage." Fred slapped his forehead.

"By the way, how did you get it out?"

"We have tried before, but the Thestrals would never leave the school gates. If they were urged, they would even make sharp chirping noises."

"Luckily we ran fast, otherwise we would have been caught by Hagrid who arrived."

After all, it was Fred and George, the students who gave Professor McGonagall the most headaches, who even thought of taking the Thestral carriage.

"Is there any need to ask?" Kyle glanced at them and said, "Of course Professor Dumbledore agreed."

When they heard that the Thestral carriage was obtained in a normal and legal way, they immediately lost interest.

They walked all the way to the entrance of Diagon Alley, passed through the partition wall to the backyard of the Leaky Cauldron, and then Apparated back to a secluded alley off Grimmauld Place.

A Muggle stared at the people who suddenly appeared and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

Kyle stretched out his wand and shook it. His eyes immediately became blank. He walked out of the alley as if nothing had happened.

"You're really good at the Obliviation Charm," said George.

"It's just a trifle."

The Thestral carriage was parked nearby. Kyle was the first to jump onto the carriage, and then he pulled Connor up with him.

"Aren't you going to say good-bye?" asked Fred.

"Didn't we tell you before we went to Diagon Alley? We should go back as soon as possible," Kyle said.

"By the way, you must remember that if a werewolf really escapes one day, don't be stubborn and let Kreacher deal with him.

"That old house-elf?" George said doubtfully. "Can he do it? If he gets eaten by werewolves, we won't be able to explain to Sirius."

"Of course it can be done." Kyle said, "House elves can do more than just cleaning and cooking, they also have special magic, and their strength is no less than that of werewolves.

"That's cool!" Fred said, his eyes sparkling. "Do you have a picture?"

“It’s not like I’m carrying a camera all the time.”

"What a pity." George sighed, "We wanted to put the photo in the most conspicuous place in the store."

"Then you should stick something else." Kyle patted the Thestral on the back.

"Okay, don't be careless. I don't want to waste my time brewing wolfsbane potion for you."

"Don't worry." The two waved their hands, "See you after graduation."

The next second, the carriage took off into the air, carrying Kyle and Connor towards Hogwarts.

Grimmauld Place became smaller and smaller, and in just a few seconds, it was hidden in the gray clouds.

"Kyle, are you also a member of the Order of the Phoenix?" Kanna asked curiously in the carriage.

"I guess so." Kyle thought for a moment and said, "But I haven't received a formal invitation from Professor Dumbledore, so my status is the same as Harry and the others. I can only be considered a non-staff member."

"That's already great." Connor whispered, "The atmosphere there is really good, Mrs. Weasley is very nice, and everyone is like a family... Can I join?"

"My words don't count," Kyle said. "It will take Professor Snape's approval. But judging from his previous attempt to send you to Beauxbatons, he probably won't agree to your joining the Order of the Phoenix."

"That's true." Kanna sighed, "There's nothing we can do about it. We can only wait until after graduation to see if we can change his mind."

"They're all the same, actually." Kyle said nonchalantly, "The so-called Order of the Phoenix is ​​just a name, just like Aurors, Striker, DA, etc.

"If you like the atmosphere of being together, you can move to St. Catchpole Village. There is a large piece of vacant land next to my house and the Burrow, so it would be no problem to build another manor."

Connor tilted her head, "So, are you ready to be neighbors with Professor Snape?"

"If he agrees..." Kyle said with a smile.

In this way, Kyle and Connor chatted while admiring the scenery passing by under the carriage. When they were bored, they would read the Daily Prophet they got from Diagon Alley.

As the sky gradually grew dark, they finally caught up with the bright red Hogwarts Express and arrived at the school ahead of time.

"Thank you for your hard work." Kyle touched the Thestral's wings and took out a fresh warthog leg to feed it.

Since there have been more and more magical creatures around him, Kyle has always kept these things in his box. They are not expensive anyway, and there are discounts if you buy more.

"Luckily I went to Nico's manor this holiday." Kyle said with some relief as the two of them climbed the stairs outside the castle.

"Why do you say that suddenly?" Kanna asked puzzledly.

"Look at this..." Kyle handed over the newspaper in his hand.

The Ministry of Magic hasn't achieved any outstanding results in dealing with the Death Eaters during this period, and Fudge's reputation has been getting worse and worse recently.

In order to reverse this situation, he came to Hogwarts several times during the holidays, as if he wanted to repeat his old tricks and give the outside world the impression that he and Dumbledore had a close relationship.

Unfortunately, Dumbledore was not at school during this holiday, so he made several wasted trips.

On the front page of the newspaper was a picture of him around the castle, and there were several of them.

Rita Skeeter even bluntly exposed his thoughts in her report.

As a professional, she knows very well what people like to watch most nowadays... Without a doubt, it must be scolding the minister who does not take action.

The article also mentioned that the Ministry of Magic has not taken any substantial action since September.

Kyle could imagine that if he had not gone to Nico's place but stayed in school, he would definitely be busy.

At least if Fudge couldn't find Dumbledore, he would definitely look for himself.

To be honest, Kyle would rather lie in a folding chair in the sun than waste time on boring things like saving Fudge's reputation.

The two climbed the stairs and came to the oak door of the castle.

Filch was already guarding here. As usual, he held the dark magic item detector and walked around Kyle and Connor several times. Only after he was sure that there was no problem did he signal them to enter the castle.

"Fred is right. This kind of inspection is useless." Connor took out a square box from her pocket. The little gadgets she had bought from Weasley's Joke Shop were inside.

But there was no movement when the instrument swept over just now.

"Don't say that. It's just that you didn't bring any dark magic items." Kyle glanced back, "Besides, not everyone can use the traceless extension spell."

The two returned to the common room.

Although the train had not arrived yet, the common room was still very lively because most people chose to stay on campus.

Kyle and Connor walked over to an empty table and sat down.

"Kyle, how was your Christmas?" Ryan, who was playing wizard chess, looked up and asked.

"Not bad." Kyle said, "How about you, is there anything going on at school?"

"Does it count if the Fat Lady drank a barrel of five-hundred-year-old wine?" Ryan said, "She and her friend, I think her name was Violet...they drank all the wine from the portrait of a drunk monk next to the corridor in the Charms classroom."

"It was a disaster..." Mikkel said with lingering fear, "They kept going back and forth between each portrait, and the howling singing lasted until two in the morning."

"Students throughout the school were unable to sleep because of the noise."

"I really hope those drunk monks can hide their wine in a safer place and never let it be found again."

Speaking of this, everyone immediately started complaining one after another, and it was obvious that they were also tortured a lot.

It was no secret at Hogwarts that the Fat Lady liked to drink. Gryffindor students had complained many times that once the Fat Lady drank, she would force everyone to listen to her singing, and would not open the door of the common room until they had finished listening.

But they never expected that this habit would spread to people from other colleges.

All I can say is that Gryffindor students suffered... and had to endure it for seven years.

However, some people said that Professor McGonagall had warned the Fat Lady and that she changed Gryffindor's password to "stop drinking" overnight.

As to whether this matter is true or not, no one knows. After all, they would not have nothing better to do than go to the eighth floor to test whether the password is correct.

Apart from this, there is nothing special.

There was still some time before the opening dinner, and Connor wanted to read for a while longer, while Kyle decided to go to the principal's office.

He wanted to ask Dumbledore about the Time-Turner.

But when he reached the eighth floor, he found that Dumbledore had gone out again and was not in the school at all. Only the former headmasters were pretending to sleep in the headmaster's office.

"What do you want?" asked a wizard, who seemed to be accustomed to Kyle's sudden appearance.

"Dumbledore is at the Ministry of Magic right now. If there is anything urgent, I can go and call him for you."

"Thank you, President Everard, but that's okay," Kyle said. "I don't have anything important to talk about, so it's just as well to wait until the professor comes back."

"Oh well."

Kyle nodded and left the principal's office.

(End of this chapter)