Normally, in order to cope with situations that might arise at any time, they never dared to drink and could only endure it. But today, with Dumbledore here, they could indulge themselves a little.

When Sirius came back with the fire whiskey that the Black family had kept for who knows how many years, he found that the people around the table had already started raising their glasses.

"Hey, why can't you wait for me to come back?" Sirius put the bottle on the table dissatisfiedly, "You will never guess what good things you missed. Even I can't find a second bottle of this year's Fire Whiskey."

"That's all right, you can leave it for Remus' wedding," said Mr. Weasley nonchalantly, "but now you'd better put that broken bottle down and taste this."

"Broken bottle?" Sirius doubted for a moment whether he had not explained it clearly, and subconsciously turned the bottle, revealing the date 1859 on it.

"Look carefully, this is Ogden's most classic Dragon Crystal Barrel Fire Whiskey, a real aged whiskey. How dare you call it a broken bottle?"

"Ha, less than a hundred and fifty years." Mr. Weasley sneered.

This made Sirius even more confused. Since when did 150-year-old Fire Whiskey become so unattractive? "Arthur is right. You should have put that broken bottle away today." Finally, Lupin couldn't stand it anymore. He picked up an ordinary glass bottle next to him and poured the crystal amber mead into the quilt in front of Sirius.

"This is the real good stuff...a thousand-year-old mead."

"Mead and...wait, how many years did you say?" Sirius almost jumped up from his chair, looking at Lupin in disbelief. "Are you kidding mead? I've never heard of a thousand-year-old mead."

"It's a bit complicated," Dumbledore said with a smile, "but if you only count the time, it's true. Why don't you try it yourself?"

Dumbledore's assurance was obviously more credible than Lupin's. Sirius took a sip doubtfully... and then he decisively put the whiskey in his hand aside.

This is not surprising. After all, it is produced by Helga Hufflepuff. Even if the storage time is ignored, the taste will definitely not be bad. This is the most basic quality of a foodie.

After drinking a few sips of mead, the atmosphere of the banquet became more lively.

After Sirius arrived, the next step was to give birthday presents.

It's mainly for Harry, who currently has to live here and can't receive gifts in advance like Kyle, and this year is his seventeenth birthday.

For a wizard, the seventeenth birthday of adulthood is a big day and should indeed be celebrated. If it weren't for the impromptu meeting called by Dumbledore, there might have been more people staying for dinner.

But everyone brought gifts, and even Mundungus left a mailbox out of courtesy... a real mailbox, and no one knew where he had taken it from at some Muggle door.

Later, with Harry's consent, Mrs. Weasley threw it away.

In fact, Harry had wanted to give it to Mr. Weasley, because he seemed very interested, but unfortunately, Mrs. Weasley disagreed and was firm in her attitude.

So Harry had no choice but to give up.

At the dining table, several adults, including Dumbledore, took out the gifts they had prepared in advance and handed them over.

The gift he prepared for Harry was similar to the one for Kyle, both were wool products, the difference was that Harry got a pair of shorts... maybe shorts.

Although Kyle didn't understand what kind of mental state Dumbledore was in when he came up with the inspiration, he had to admit that after seeing Harry's gift, his woolen short-sleeved shirt suddenly became more pleasing to the eye... No, it should be said that it became much more pleasing to the eye. At least when he wore it out, people would only stare at him, which was already good enough.

There was also a copy of The Twelve Secrets to Charming Witches from Fred and George, who thought Harry needed it.

Kyle also looked through it out of curiosity. It was pretty average, more famous than useful.

And the above are all old tricks. Single Muggle gentlemen stopped approaching girls like this ten years ago.

But Ron was very fond of this book and regarded it as a treasure. Bill and Charlie also kept telling Harry the benefits of this book. It seemed that wizards were indeed a little lacking in knowledge in this area.

The banquet went smoothly. An hour later, Dumbledore was the first to stand up and leave the table. He had many other things to deal with and could not stay here any longer.

Sirius wanted to see him off, but Dumbledore shook his head. He looked at Kyle and said with a smile, "If you are full, I have something to say to you..."

"Oh, of course," said Kell, understanding what Dumbledore meant, and he stood up and walked him to the door.

The moonlight outside was bright, but after passing through the thick sky of London, it was only a blur when it fell to the ground.

Dumbledore stood at the door, putting on his robe with one hand with some difficulty, while Kyle stood beside him with his arms folded, watching indifferently, with no intention of going forward to help.

"I thought you would help me." Dumbledore said jokingly, "I'm still a little uncomfortable with this."

"Oh, I thought this was your new way of pastime. After all... wandless spellcasting is quite simple," Kyle shrugged, took off his robe and threw it aside, then moved his fingers and the robe flew back on him immediately.

"Not everything needs to be solved by magic," said Dumbledore.

Kyle didn't know if he was overthinking it, but he always felt that he had other intentions. However, Dumbledore didn't explain any further.

He gathered his robe together and lifted his immobilized arm to put it into the sleeve.

"I still have some things I need to do," he said to Kyle. "I want you to promise me that you won't put any of your ideas into practice until I come back."

"What a brilliant idea?" Kyle blinked, not realizing what he meant for a moment.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that he realized Dumbledore was talking about attacking Voldemort's name with noise.

"Don't worry, Professor."

Kyle said without hesitation: "I'm not stupid enough to provoke..." At this point, he suddenly paused, and then continued: "...the mysterious man with the Elder Wand."

Dumbledore's eyes flickered slightly. He always felt that Kyle was implying something about him, but he had no evidence, and even if he had evidence, he couldn't say anything.

Because it was he who lost the Elder Wand.

But Dumbledore didn't care. After getting the answer he wanted, he nodded and disappeared into the hazy night.

On the street not far away, a drunk man was staring blankly over here, with his hands stretched out and his mouth wide open, as if he would scream out in the next second.

"Oblivion is all!"

Before he shouted, Kyle waved his hand gently, and the drunk's eyes immediately became confused. He rubbed his eyes, as if wondering why he suddenly stopped, then shook his head and continued to stagger forward.

On the other side, Kyle had also returned to the house.

At this point the birthday part of the party was over and everyone was now discussing tomorrow's wedding.

After a brief and almost hasty discussion, Lupin and Tonks decided to set the wedding date for tomorrow.

Of course, this may also be related to Dumbledore's injury.

After learning that even Dumbledore had lost one arm and his wand was stolen, everyone would have a sense of crisis to some extent, and it is understandable that they would want to put more important things on the agenda as soon as possible.

However, these were things that Mr. Weasley and his team needed to consider, and had nothing to do with Kyle, Harry and the others. After finishing their dessert, they were sent back to their rooms.

The first thing is Harry's transfer. This is undoubtedly Voldemort's best chance to kill him, and everyone thinks so.

Whether it was Kell, Dumbledore, or anyone else, everyone always believed that Voldemort would take this opportunity to kill the savior who had defeated him at all costs.

But they were all wrong. Voldemort didn't care about Harry at all. Instead, when the Order of the Phoenix focused its attention on Privet Drive, he unexpectedly attacked another important place... the Ministry of Magic.

They succeeded, and Minister Fudge was killed, which dealt a heavy blow to their momentum?

The Floo Network was also deliberately disrupted, many important letters were stolen, and the combat plan deployed by the Aurors was clearly seen.

It can be said that this attack was a great victory for the Death Eaters, allowing them to gain a huge advantage without any effort.

And abroad in Austria, Voldemort also used Ollivander as a distraction to cripple one of Dumbledore's arms and steal the powerful Elder Wand.

Kyle didn't know whether Dumbledore had any plans, but the fact was that the Elder Wand was stolen. With the wand recognized as the strongest, even if it was not the one that completely recognized its master, Voldemort's strength would definitely be greatly enhanced.

To put it a little inappropriately, perhaps Dumbledore could no longer defeat him.

Kyle sat back in his chair, staring out the window.

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He couldn't understand why Voldemort suddenly gave up his obsession with Harry. Didn't he always want to kill him with his own hands?

Kyle always felt that Voldemort had a very paranoid character. He didn't know if it was because his soul was cut into too many pieces, but he had an almost crazy obsession with Harry, who had killed him once.

He wanted revenge, and by killing Harry with his own hands, he wanted to prove to everyone that the "Savior" was nothing but a self-deceiving joke, a false hope, and that he would always be the undefeated Dark Lord.

In fact, he had done this before, and the Death Eaters had several opportunities to kill Harry.

For example, in the Triwizard Tournament, when Barty Crouch Jr. pretended to be Filch and kidnapped Harry, it was because Voldemort wanted to kill Harry himself, which allowed him to live until the end of the ceremony and wait for Kyle's rescue.

Also, when they were snatching the crystal ball in the Department of Mysteries, everyone else was facing more than two Death Eaters, but Harry had no one around him, and he was as leisurely as if he was just shopping.

Even the Death Eaters' spells tried to avoid him as much as possible, for fear that they would accidentally kill him.

This was obviously also Voldemort's requirement. He needed Harry alive, and the Death Eaters certainly wouldn't dare to kill him.

All these can prove how deep Voldemort's obsession with Harry is...but how could he just give up such a good opportunity to move his residence?

It was as if Harry had suddenly gone from being his inner demon to being an insignificant passerby.

But it has to be admitted that without Harry's obsession, the Death Eaters immediately gained an unprecedented advantage.

But this is not very friendly to them.

“Bang bang…”

Just as Kyle was thinking, a knock on the door suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

He opened the door and it was Chris.

"What are you thinking about?" Chris asked.

"Nothing, Dad." Kyle shook his head. "Have you discussed all the details of the wedding?"

"It's almost done, and there's nothing to discuss." Chris walked in and said, "The situation is special now, and no one wants to invite too many people, nor does anyone want to make it too complicated.

"Remus and Nymphadora meant that it was just a formality and that it would be enough for everyone to witness it together."

"Is that so?" Kyle nodded. "But don't say that in front of her. It would be a bit of a downer if the bride started fighting with the guests at the wedding."

"Ah, I almost forgot, Tonks doesn't like people calling her by her name." Chris said with a smile, "Good thing you reminded me. I was wondering why she looked at me so strangely just now, and her hair turned red for no reason."

Kyle smiled.

Tonks' mood is often reflected in the color of her hair; for example, when she announced her marriage to Lupin, her hair was a bubblegum pink.

Dark red or brown usually meant that she was a little angry, but Kyle didn't expect that she could resist reminding Chris.

The two chatted for a while about topics related to the wedding. Kyle originally wanted to be responsible for the drinks that would be needed at that time. He just wanted to pour two bottles from the golden cup and give Lupin and Tonks face.

But Chris told him that the job had already been taken by Sirius, who would cover all expenses including drinks, food, dresses, etc.

Kyle thought about it and didn't say anything else. The two of them were brothers who had shared life and death together, so it was indeed inappropriate for him to interfere.

"By the way, will you stay here tonight?" Kyle changed the subject and said, "I remember there seem to be a lot of empty rooms upstairs, and they have all been cleaned. We just need to tidy them up a bit."

"No, I have to go back to the Ministry of Magic as soon as possible. I have a lot of things to do these days, and I may have to live in the Ministry." Chris said, "So busy?" Kyle frowned.

"Being busy is one thing, and the other is that we need to observe some people closely." Chris said vaguely, "Also, I came to see you today for another matter."

"What?"

"It's Minister Bones. She asked me to remind you that it's time to go to work. You can't keep getting paid for nothing."

Kyle was a little embarrassed. He had indeed been deliberately ignoring this matter.

"But you don't have to go tomorrow. You can start from the day after tomorrow. Remember not to be late then."

Kyle nodded.

Chris stood up and prepared to leave, and Kyle walked him downstairs to the living room.

When they came down, Mr. Weasley was already waiting here. He also needed to rush to the ministry and happened to be on his way. When Chris arrived, the two of them opened the door and walked out together.

Then Kyle turned around and saw several people crouching in front of the restaurant door, eavesdropping on the conversation inside.

The most conspicuous ones were naturally Fred and George. They lay next to the door frame and stuck something that looked like an ear on it, and then the sound inside would come out from the other end.

Behind the two of them, Harry, Ron and Ginny gathered in a circle, listening carefully to the sounds coming from the ear props.

After seeing Harry, Kyle couldn't help but think of Voldemort's changes again.

Really... why does Harry suddenly become unattractive to me? Isn't it a bit too fast for Voldemort to get tired of the old and fall in love with the new.

(End of this chapter)