Soon, the reply arrived. Dean Sassia's meaning was very clear. As long as it was not a violent forgetfulness spell like Mrs. Longbottom, St. Mungo's had a way to restore the other party's memory, but it would take time.

"Mrs. Longbottom?" Kyle held the letter and looked at Dumbledore beside him.

"That happened more than a decade ago." Dumbledore explained: "When Alice and Frank were tortured by the Death Eaters with the Cruciatus Curse, Neville was also there. In order to make him forget those things, Mrs. Longbottom used the Oblivion Curse on him.

"Because her skills were not good enough... I mean, Mrs. Longbottom didn't succeed in making Neville forget everything that happened the first time, so she used it three times in a row."

Kyle's eye twitched.

I really don't know whether Mrs. Longbottom is brave or reckless. He doesn't even dare to use the Oblivion Charm three times in a row on a person.

"No one can say that her decision is wrong." Dumbledore continued, "But some people think that some things should be handed over to more professional people, especially difficult spells such as the Oblivion Charm.

"Before this, Mrs. Longbottom's spells scores were not even up to the passing grade... Of course, she still had some abilities, but she was not so good at some spells."

Dumbledore added helpfully.

"Dean Sasia is one of those people, right?" Kyle asked.

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded. "Her poor Forgetfulness Charm seems to have damaged Neville's memory, causing him to often forget things since he was a child."

It can be seen that Dean Sassia still has a lot of resentment towards Mrs. Longbottom. More than ten years have passed, and she is still being dragged out as a negative example.

"So what are you going to do?" Dumbledore asked.

"Send him to St. Mungo's at night and pick him up during the day," Kyle said. "He lives alone now anyway, so no one would know even if he's not in school."

"Not anymore," said Dumbledore. "Yesterday, he returned to his old dormitory, living with Crabbe and Goyle."

"ah?"

Kyle asked in confusion: "Isn't Professor Snape afraid that he will be hit with a club at night?"

"That was Severus' decision," Dumbledore explained, "or rather... Tom asked him to do so."

"To spy on Malfoy?"

"That should be correct... That's why I said before that it would be difficult for us to send Mr. Malfoy to St. Mungo's without alerting anyone."

"That's easy." Kyle thought for less than a second. "Use the Confusion Charm on Crabbe and Goyle, and we can easily fool them."

Dumbledore's blue eyes flickered behind his spectacles.

Kyle wanted to say the Imperius Curse for a moment just now...

He felt that Kyle had more and more potential to become a dark wizard recently. As the deputy headmaster of Hogwarts, he felt it was his obligation to nip this trend in the bud.

"I must remind you, Kyle," Dumbledore said seriously, "Hogwarts' school rules are not only for students, but also for professors."

"It's just a Confusion Charm, it shouldn't be a big deal."

Kyle tried to explain the difference between the Confusion Curse and the Imperius Curse, but gave up when he saw Dumbledore's increasingly serious expression.

"All right."

"Then let Pen use Polyjuice Potion to pretend to be Malfoy. That should be fine. As long as Professor Snape doesn't say anything, those two idiots Crabbe and Goyle will definitely not be able to tell."

Dumbledore's expression looked much better now.

"So, do you have someone suitable?"

"What about Harry?" Kyle said, "He must know Malfoy very well and is the most suitable person."

Dumbledore paused for a moment before shaking his head and saying, "It's not suitable. Harry still has to stay in school. Let's change one."

"Then let's choose Cedric." Kyle recommended another person.

This time, Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully.

Cedric is indeed a good person, smart and thoughtful. Even if Crabbe and Goyle occasionally see through his clues, he should be able to find an excuse to get away with it.

"Well, then, you come and write to Mr. Diggory."

"No problem, but..." Kyle held out his hand, "This is extra work, I have to pay overtime."

"Cedric is also a member of the Order of the Phoenix."

"The Order of the Phoenix should also pay overtime." Kyle glanced at him, "Besides, didn't you disband the Order of the Phoenix?"

Dumbledore was speechless.

…

Kyle acted quickly and wrote a letter on the spot.

It was not unreasonable for him to ask for overtime pay for Cedric, because this matter needed to be kept confidential, and he certainly could not use normal channels to ask the Ministry of Magic for help.

Cedric wanted to help, but he had to take a leave of absence. Of course, they had to make up for the loss, even if the other party didn't care.

By the afternoon, Cedric appeared at Hogwarts.

The Ministry of Magic has been very busy lately, and it's not easy to take a leave... especially a long vacation. However, Kyle also has someone in the Ministry of Magic, and he happens to be Cedric's immediate superior.

So everything went smoothly and his leave application was approved almost instantly.

That evening, Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle left the common room together and prepared to go to the hall for dinner.

The staffing was exactly the same as before, but their moods were completely different.

Malfoy had a stern face and no expression, and his former follower seemed to have become a guard of a prisoner, following him closely.

Especially Crabbe, his fists were clenched hard, and he might give Malfoy a hard blow at any time.

But just as they went upstairs to the entrance hall, a group of Hufflepuffs happened to come over, and the two sides met at the end of the stairs.

"Hey, isn't this the little Death Eater and his two troll henchmen?"

Someone jeered rudely and deliberately bumped Crabbe hard with his shoulder.

"Damn it, who did you say was the follower?" Crabbe got angry and grabbed the other person by the collar.

"Why, you want to fight?" Justin was not afraid at all, he immediately drew out his wand and challenged, "Come on, who's afraid of who!"

The surrounding Hufflepuffs also rushed forward and surrounded Crabbe and Goyle.

But by coincidence, Malfoy was pushed out of the crowd intentionally or unintentionally.

The crowd blocked Crabbe's vision and he panicked.

It's not that they are afraid of a fight, even if the other side has a lot of people, but Crabbe and Goyle look down on Hufflepuff. What they are afraid of is losing Malfoy.

This was the first mission Voldemort had given them, and if they messed it up, they would be finished.

The two looked at each other and began to push their way outside.

But the group of Hufflepuffs seemed to be at odds with them and refused to give way no matter what.

What was even more coincidental was that a group of Gryffindors arrived at this moment. Seeing someone was looking for trouble with Slytherin, they joined in without saying a word and surrounded Crabbe and Goyle.

Outside the crowd at this time, Malfoy snorted coldly, turned around and prepared to leave.

He wasn't going to help.

But at this moment.

"Fainted!"

Malfoy didn't even see who it was before his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

He just vaguely felt that someone seemed to pull him by the collar and stuff him into somewhere, and then he knew nothing.

At the same time, another Malfoy quickly took his place.

"Kyle, is it really okay to do this?" Cedric, who had drunk the Polyjuice Potion, asked worriedly, "I don't know Malfoy at all."

"Don't worry, you don't need to understand."

Kyle patted him on the shoulder and said quickly, "Just keep a straight face and don't say anything. If those two little trolls want to attack you, just beat them up. It's not surprising for Malfoy to do anything now."

"..." Cedric wanted to say something else.

But at this moment, Snape suddenly appeared and dispersed the crowd surrounding Crabbe and Goyle without any explanation.

The two ran out in a panic, and their first reaction was to look for Malfoy. It was not until they saw "him" still standing there that they breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're smart." Crabbe walked over and said through gritted teeth, "You damn traitor, why didn't the Dark Lord kill you!"

"Don't say that, Crabbe." Goyle moved his mouth, "Draco..."

"You want to speak for him?!" Crabbe turned his head and said coldly, "If he runs away, you will be finished too."

"I...didn't." Goyle lowered his head and said nothing.

Crabbe had changed so much recently that he was a little scared and naturally didn't dare to confront him, and what he said was not wrong.

They needed to keep an eye on Malfoy for the Dark Lord, that was their mission.

"You'd better not play any tricks, otherwise... I'll let you taste the power of my fist." Crabbe looked at Malfoy again and said viciously.

Cedric thought about what Kyle had just said and said nothing, but just snorted with a straight face.

He was still a little uneasy, but luckily, Crabbe and Goyle actually had no doubts.

After that, as the three of them walked into the auditorium, a little girl came over.

"Draco, you're here."

Cedric panicked again. He didn't know the other person and had no impression of him at all.

"Go away!"

The little girl really left.

In the teacher's seat, Kyle watched this scene and almost laughed out loud.

I have to say, Cedric acted pretty well.

After making sure everything was alright, Kyle ate a few bites of dinner quickly, then left Hogwarts and sent Malfoy to St. Mungo's.

When he came back, he also brought a few bottles of life and death water for Cedric.

After all, the biggest test for him was at night. It would be fun if Crabbe and Goyle woke up and found another person lying in Malfoy's bed.

Although it is unlikely that they can get up early, it is not impossible.

Just in case, it's better to be cautious.

As for how to get them to drink the hypnotic potion, that was Cedric's business. Kyle believed he could do it.

…

In the following days, Cedric's performance became better and better. Even if he occasionally revealed some flaws due to special circumstances, they were all resolved with the help of Kyle who had been keeping an eye on him.

Snape also helped a lot.

He was visiting the Slytherin common room more often, especially in the evenings.

Everything went smoothly.

Of course, this is just the idea of ​​Kyle and others. For Cedric, these days have been extremely painful.

At first, he couldn't even sleep at night. Even though he knew that Crabbe and Goyle would not wake up in the middle of the night, he still took a sip of Polyjuice Potion every once in a while.

This also resulted in Kyle's prepared stock being insufficient, and he had to pull out a few more strands of Malfoy's hair.

This continued until the end of the vacation, when Kyle finally officially became a professor.

In return for his taking over the Malfoy matter, Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, after discussion, agreed to his previous request and changed the course schedule.

Ancient Runes classes for all grades were scheduled on the same day, which was the first day of school.

This is not a complicated matter. There are only a few ancient rune classes, only one per week, so you can simply change the order.

Kyle changed into a slightly more formal robe and walked into the classroom.

He didn't know any of the students below, no, he had an acquaintance.

Hermione.

But there was only this one, and the only one of the day.

Hermione was also surprised. Although she had known about this for a long time, she was still surprised when she saw Kyle walk into the classroom with her own eyes.

She admitted that Kyle was very capable, but could he really be a good professor?

This is different from studying on your own.

But Hermione quickly put her concerns to rest.

Kyle's style was different from Professor Barbour's, or rather, completely different, but she could understand it, and even had a vague feeling that Kyle's teaching was more thorough.

Because seventh graders no longer need to learn the meaning of runes, but rather more complex magical applications.

That is, it changed from language translation, which she was good at, to more complex practical applications.

She had still struggled in class during the first half of the school year, but this class was unusually easy.

"The magic rune is the embodiment of magic." Kyle stood on the podium and said calmly: "When you use it, you can imagine that you are using magic."

"Let's take the simplest lighting spell as an example."

Kyle waved his wand and drew a simple magic rune on the ceiling.

"The rune for 'cohesion' is a hand gesture,"

"Add a spell to this basis, which represents the essence of magic..." Kyle waved his hand and another new magic rune appeared.

"bright!"

The two magic runes combined together and immediately emitted a bright light.

"Look, this is rune magic," Kyle said. "It's different from spells, but very similar. As long as you don't treat it as a new course, but combine it with spells, you will find that it is not that difficult."

"What if it's another spell!" Hermione raised her hand, but before she could do that her voice had already reached the podium at the front.

"I mean the more complicated spells."

"Then add some runes." Kyle took out his wand again, "How about a levitation spell?"

"Does anyone remember the hand gesture for the levitation spell?"

"First wave, then shake..." everyone said almost at the same time.

This is first grade content, and they are already in seventh grade, so of course they know it.

"That's right, wave first..." A magic rune appeared on the podium.

“It’s still concentration. This rune is just like waving a wand downwards. It’s used in almost every spell. You don’t even need to think about it, just draw it.

"After all, you always have to wave your wand when you use magic."

There was a burst of laughter from the audience, which had never happened in previous classes.

"Then there's a little bit of... 'conversion', which represents the change of magic."

"Say the spell... 'Fly'."

Three magic runes were arranged together, holding a book steadily in mid-air.

Hermione's eyes lit up, and out of habit she wanted to write it down in her notebook, but she only wrote two lines before stopping.

Because there's nothing much to write about.

By the time the bell rang for the end of get out of class, she had only filled two pages of her notebook, which was more than half the average of five pages per class.

It was as if the meaning of those magic words suddenly became simple.

All the students left the classroom, leaving only Hermione at the back.

She looked at Kyle who was stretching, ran over quickly, and asked him about some problems he had encountered before without any hesitation.

Kyle helped him solve the problem in just a few words.

"I didn't expect you to have such a deep understanding of runes." Hermione said in surprise, "No wonder the headmaster asked you to replace Professor Babel."

Kyle curled his lips and shamelessly accepted Hermione's compliment.

This is all thanks to Mr. Tom Riddle. When he first used that notebook, he asked more questions, and the other party patiently answered him all, and even thoughtfully added his own opinions, making it easier for the young wizard to understand.

It can be said that Tom spent a lot of money to gain Kyle's trust.

All Kyle needs to do now is to remove the personal opinions in those answers and repeat them exactly as they were. There is no need to put in any effort at all.

Including the questions Hermione asked just now, they were basically the same questions he had asked before, so it was naturally not difficult to solve them.

Thinking about it this way, Voldemort seemed to have indirectly fulfilled his dream... to be a professor at Hogwarts.

It's just that it's Kyle who gets paid.

Tom too, why not apply to be a professor of ancient runes?

Given Professor Babel's personality, if Tom dared to apply, she would dare to resign.

I went to the principal's office in the morning and started work directly in the afternoon. How great is that? Why do I have to focus on Defense Against the Dark Arts?

He is very sincere.

Kyle came back to his senses and found Hermione still standing there staring at him.

"Why haven't you left yet?" he blurted out.

Hermione's face froze.

This was the first time in all her time at school that she encountered a professor who would chase people away.

"Kyle... um, professor." She stuttered a little, obviously not used to this address. "There are many things I don't understand about the arrangement of magic runes. Can you..."

"No." Kyle shook his head and interrupted her.

"Dinner is about to start. Even if you're not hungry, you can't keep me company. If you have any questions, ask them in the next class. That's all."

"But that's going to be a long time." Hermione frowned.

"That's great. You can get more familiar with what you learned today."

After saying that, Kyle stood up and left without giving Hermione a chance to speak again.

There was no way. If he let Hermione continue asking questions, she would ask all day long. Kyle didn't want to become the second reading machine. He had other things to do.

…

(End of this chapter)