It's like someone installed a shower in the principal's office.

Dumbledore's expression instantly became stiff, and the tea that he had not yet swallowed was sprayed out.

Kyle seemed to have expected this to happen, and he dodged it, then calmly watched Dumbledore snatch the photo, his face turning blue and red constantly.

The photo shows two young people who are performing some kind of ritual seriously.

And because of the angle, the photo is so clear that even the expressions on their faces are clearly visible.

window!

Dumbledore immediately thought of the source of the photo.

There was a very small window in the barn, and it was through that window that Kyle took this photo.

The faint window frames visible at the edge of the photo just confirm this.

But Dumbledore couldn't understand how the entire blood alliance process could be perfectly restored through a small, inconspicuous window? With the help of the developing potion, it was almost exactly the same as Dumbledore's memory.

"You..." Dumbledore felt terrible, "How did you do that?"

When they made the blood pact, they clearly checked the surroundings carefully and there was no way anyone was there.

But why is this photo so clear? It feels like it was taken right next to their faces.

Is this reasonable?

Because their expressions were too surprised, the principals who were pretending to be asleep on the wall also realized that something was wrong. They opened their eyes and stretched their heads to look at the table.

What did Kyle say just now...the blood alliance between Albus and Grindelwald? They were so curious.

But before they could do anything, they saw Dumbledore wave his hand violently.

All the portraits were turned over, facing the wall.

"Hey, Albus, you can't do this!" someone shouted, and it sounded like Phineas.

Others also had complaints.

They are all portraits, and there is no way I can tell this to anyone. What's wrong with taking a look and satisfying my curiosity? Is there any need to be so stingy?

But Dumbledore turned a deaf ear to this and just stared at Kyle.

"That's all thanks to Ariana," Kyle said calmly. "The attic she's in is far enough away from the barn, but she can clearly see the windows above."

Dumbledore deflated when he heard Ariana's name.

“For the photo, I used a little prop,” Kyle continued.

"Another product of Mr. Weasley?" Dumbledore asked, wondering whether he should use his connections to close the store.

Although this was a bit unethical and closing down his student's shop was against his usual principles, the shock this photo brought to Dumbledore was too great.

"No, it's not Weasley's product, it's something else we all know." Kyle took out a somewhat old telescope.

"The panoramic telescope is equipped with a function to magnify the image, which comes in handy."

He bought this for ten Galleons at the Quidditch World Cup. Although it was a little expensive, it was really worth it.

Not only can it enlarge the picture, but it can also ensure clarity, and it even has the functions of playback and slow motion.

This is what Kyle used to take this perfect photo.

To be honest, he was still a little reluctant.

This photo is so precious. Not only is it unique, but it is also impossible to replicate. It is no exaggeration to say that there is only one such photo in the entire wizarding world.

If it were taken to Nurmengard, it would be a universal spell scroll. As long as Kyle asked, he would teach any spell that Grindelwald knew, and he would guarantee that he would learn it.

Even if Kyle was greedy and wanted to learn two or three spells, Grindelwald would definitely not refuse.

But Kyle still took it out, without any conditions, and gave it to Dumbledore for free as a retirement gift.

Dumbledore was also very happy. He even stopped drinking his favorite black tea and kept shaking all over while holding the photo.

"I'm still too kind." Kyle praised himself.

Dumbledore looked at the photo in his hand, feeling confused, but after hearing Kyle's words to himself, he couldn't help but look up at him.

"What's wrong, sir? Don't you like it?" Kyle asked. "If you don't like it, I can take it back and exchange it for another one."

"No, I don't need to." Dumbledore took a deep breath. "I like it very much."

He ran his fingers over the photo.

Reason told him that he should destroy the photo, tear it up into pieces, out of sight, out of mind.

But just as Dumbledore was about to do so, his fingers suddenly became very stiff and he could not move at all.

But looking at the two high-spirited young men in the photo, past memories came flooding back like a tide.

Dumbledore didn't want to recall those scenes anymore, so he simply covered the photo with his palm and pressed hard.

The photo on the table emitted a cluster of sparks and disappeared in front of the two people.

Of course, as to whether it was destroyed or hidden somewhere else, only Dumbledore knew.

"You, don't have a second one, right?" Dumbledore seemed to have thought of something and asked again.

After all, it was Kyle, and he couldn't be sure whether the other party would make several copies of the photo for collection.

"No, definitely not." Kyle shook his head, his tone firm.

He really didn't do that.

After all, among these photos, only the first one is the most valuable, and the additional ones are worthless.

Dumbledore looked at Kyle doubtfully, believed it for the time being, and sat on a chair with a complicated expression.

Although he had long guessed that the gift Kyle sent must be very special, he didn't expect it to be so... unexpected.

Blood Alliance, Dumbledore never thought that he would see that day again.

Is this his dark history? Or an important memory? Dumbledore himself couldn't tell.

He only knew that he had been deliberately avoiding this memory.

After seeing the photo this time, Dumbledore even subconsciously thought about whether he should go to Nurmengard.

Anyway, he was retired, and without the constraints of Hogwarts, he had plenty of time...

However, as soon as this idea came to mind, it was instantly extinguished by Dumbledore.

No, you can't go.

Grindelwald is different from Voldemort...

Dumbledore was in a mess. He had wanted to talk to Kyle about something else, but now he was not in the mood.

He didn't even notice that Kyle had tiptoed out of the principal's office and took Fox away from the branch.

The phoenix grew very quickly. In just a few days, the originally wrinkled little bird had grown beautiful red feathers again and had grown to the size of an ordinary owl.

And because they are newly grown feathers, they feel soft and fluffy to the touch and feel quite good.

"Come on, Fox. I'll take you to eat something delicious." Kyle held out his hand. "The new mandrakes are ripe and their leaves are very tender. You should like them."

Without even a second thought or a glance at Dumbledore, Phoenix decisively jumped onto Kyle's shoulder and followed him out of the headmaster's office.

After leaving the spiral staircase, Kyle saw a crowd of people outside.

Sprout, Flitwick, Snape, Slughorn, Sinistra...almost all the professors were there, except for a certain ghost.

Kyle even saw Professor Barbling, who taught the ancient runes class, in the crowd. She was usually not in school except for teaching, but she was here today.

In addition, Amelia Bones was there, as well as Scrimgeour, Madam Maxime, and a representative from the Daily Prophet.

They had a lot of questions in their minds and were eager to find Dumbledore to ask them clearly. The only reason they were here was that they were stopped outside by someone.

"Professor McGonagall...ah, no, Headmistress McGonagall."

Kyle looked at the man standing in the front and said, "Thank you for your trust. Mr. Dumbledore is waiting for you inside. I believe he will be able to give you a satisfactory answer."

"Just call me professor. Calling me headmaster is too weird." Professor McGonagall shook her head. "Besides, I will be in charge of the Transfiguration class, so it's totally fine to call me professor."

"Okay, Professor McGonagall." Kyle changed the address smoothly.

Anyway, he has already graduated, so it doesn’t matter to the professors or the president.

Professor McGonagall nodded and walked straight up the spiral staircase without saying anything else, followed by the other professors.

There is only one exception.

Snape stopped where he was and looked at Kyle with a complicated expression.

"You are so famous..." Snape spoke with a familiar sarcasm, "So many people want to see Dumbledore, professors, ministers, and the headmaster, but you are the first one."

"Maybe I came early." Kyle shrugged, "Professor Snape, next time if you react faster, maybe you can be first in line."

"Next time?" Snape raised his eyebrows. Could there be a next time for this?

However, Snape seemed unwilling to let Kyle leave.

"What did you talk about?" He stopped Kyle and said bluntly, "Or, what do you want to do to Draco... He is just a marginal figure and is not able to provide you with much help."

"Draco Malfoy?" Kyle blinked and suddenly slapped his thigh.

Yes, he had promised Malfoy before that he would see if there was a chance for him to return to Hogwarts.

As a result, I forgot about it when I got busy.

Kyle felt guilty for a second.

To be honest, if he hadn't found the clue from Malfoy, he really wouldn't have been able to find Cornwall, and he wouldn't have been able to save Alastor Moody along the way.

Including the trip to the Hesperidian Islands later, it was also because of seeing Lucius Malfoy in Diagon Alley.

Whether it was active or passive, it was a fact that Malfoy provided help, but he completely forgot what he promised Draco, which was really wrong.

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Why not go back to see Dumbledore while we are still in Hogwarts? Kyle looked back...

Forget it. At least twenty people just went in. Even if I want to talk to Dumbledore now, I probably have to queue up.

If I had known, I would have waited a little longer.

Kyle sighed.

But he suddenly remembered that Dumbledore was no longer the headmaster, and he had no say on whether Malfoy could return to Hogwarts.

This matter still needs the new principal's approval.

So let's go find Professor McGonagall. No matter if it works or not, at least he said so.

…

Seeing Kyle sighing and shaking his head, ignoring him, the veins on Snape's forehead throbbed.

He didn't like Kyle, he had disliked him since the first time he saw him. After so many years, he even liked Harry a little bit, but he was getting more and more annoyed with Kyle.

It turns out that this is not without reason.

"I'm talking to you!" Snape said through gritted teeth, his voice cold.

"ah?"

"Oh, sorry Professor, I was distracted!"

Kyle turned his head as if he had just realized something and said, "Excuse me, but you really underestimated Malfoy. The help he provided was not small."

Snape frowned. "Tell me everything you know, now!"

"I refuse." Kyle shook his head. "I've said that before, and I still say the same thing now."

"What did you say?" Snape took a step forward. "You know, I'm Draco's godfather. I must be responsible for his safety and have the right to know what he's doing!"

"I know, you've said it once before," Kyle said, also looking at Snape, "but I still refuse."

"Don't get excited yet, Professor Snape." Kyle continued, "This is Draco's own decision. He is an adult and has the right to make his own decision. And if he wants to get rid of his current life, this is his only way."

"He can go to Dumbledore," said Snape coldly.

"Then why didn't Lucius and Narcissa come?" Kyle smiled, "You tried, but failed, right?"

Snape's face turned even uglier.

"It seems that I guessed right." Kyle smiled and said, "The You-Know-Who can ignore anyone except Dumbledore. It is too risky to contact him at this time. The Malfoy family is not fools. They can't and dare not do this."

"You underestimate yourself." Snape said suddenly, sounding a little puzzled.

Kyle paused for a moment before continuing as if nothing had happened.

"Professor, I've already said that there's no point in looking for me again about this matter. It's not that I want to hide it, but Draco has already taken the first step. The fewer people who know the truth now, the safer his secret will be.

"In fact, what I am telling you now has actually added a lot of risks to Mr. Draco."

"You..." Snape was about to say something, but his pupils suddenly contracted.

Kyle's words just now made him a little concerned.

It was fine that secrets had to be kept to keep Draco Malfoy safe... but why would telling him this put Draco at risk?

The biggest danger to Draco Malfoy is naturally Voldemort.

But for a professor who has been in school for many years, even if he knows some secrets, it doesn’t matter. After all, it is impossible for Voldemort to break into Hogwarts. If he really breaks in, the so-called secrets will no longer be important.

Therefore, only those who are often around Voldemort have the possibility of being exposed.

Snape's eyes flickered, and he recalled a previous guess again.

What did Kell know? Did Dumbledore tell him something?

Probably not...right?

Snape thought to himself.

The fact that he was an undercover agent next to Voldemort was basically top secret, and no one else knew about it except Dumbledore.

Dumbledore also promised him that he would never tell anyone about this.

But what did Kyle mean by what he said just now? Did he really know nothing? Snape wanted to convince himself that it was just a coincidence, but his years of undercover life made him think more.

…

On the other side, Kyle looked at Snape, who was silent and had a constantly changing expression, and scratched his hair in confusion.

What happened? He was fine just now, but suddenly he became silent and his face turned blue and red.

Snape now looks exactly like Dumbledore when he just saw the photo of the Blood Alliance...but he didn't give Snape the photo.

Kyle subconsciously took a step back and put some distance between himself and Snape.

No matter what, it's better to be cautious. Snape is not Dumbledore. Leave some space for him so that he can run away when he wants to attack someone.

After struggling for a while, Snape finally chose to pretend he didn't know. He looked at Kyle again and turned away.

He planned to ask Dumbledore first. If Dumbledore really told Kyle his identity, don't blame him for being rude.

The issue of identity was his bottom line. He could agree to help Dumbledore, but he would never allow a third person to know about it.

Even if he wants to say it, he should say it himself... and that person can't be Kyle.

"Professor, wait a minute!"

Seeing Snape was about to leave, Kyle quickly stopped him.

"What do you want to say again!" Snape turned his head and looked at him coldly.

"Nothing." Kyle smiled. "Professor, you should remember that you broke one of my shelves some time ago. I just wanted to ask about the compensation we agreed on before..."

Snape raised his eyebrow.

"Of course, I don't mean to rush you, Professor." Kyle said quickly, "But everyone is very busy, and it's rare to meet each other, so why don't we just get this matter resolved."

Kyle rubbed his thumb and index finger together quickly, the meaning was self-evident... losing money.

"Ha..." Snape suddenly laughed, and it was not his usual sneer and ridicule.

"If it's compensation, I've already paid it."

"Paid?" Kyle was stunned.

Although Snape had a bad temper and a bad character, he never washed his hair, acted old-fashioned all day long, and wore the same ugly black robe, but he didn't bother to lie about such things.

And there is no need.

For a famous potion master like Snape, he doesn't need these hundreds of Galleons at all. Even if he doesn't want to give them, he will definitely say it directly.

But I really didn’t receive the money.

Could it be that when he went to the Hesperides, Snape took the initiative to send Galleon to the store? Impossible... This is not Snape's style!

Kyle knew Snape as well as he knew himself.

If the two positions were reversed, it would be Kyle who would have to pay the money, and there was no way he would pay honestly.

At the very least, we have to exchange the Galleons for a sack of Knuts, and at least we have to make the other party unhappy.

"I can assure you that I have already compensated you in Galleons, and not a single Knut less." Looking at Kyle who was in deep thought, Snape smiled even more happily, even with a bit of joy.

"As for whether you can get it, that's up to you."

After saying that, he ignored Kyle and turned to walk into the spiral staircase leading to the principal's office.

…

(End of this chapter)