When Fred and George found Kyle in the foyer, he was busy looking for the younger students.

No one knew who leaked the news, but the students knew the rumor that Voldemort was coming to Hogwarts before they evacuated the school.

As a result, some students with a strong sense of justice immediately decided to stay and live and die with Hogwarts.

They tried their best to slip out of the evacuation team and hid in various corners of the school, but the professors were busy seeing most people off and had no time to look for them one by one.

So the task of finding them fell on Kyle, the most idle person in the whole school.

When Fred and George came over, he was already followed by three little ones with their heads lowered.

"It's fine if the fifth and sixth graders want to stay, but why are you second graders joining in the fun?" Kyle said with a dark face, "You are not even as tall as the Death Eaters' legs. What can you do if you stay..."

"Poke their butts with your wand..." a childish voice said softly, "My wand is made of iron birch, it's very hard."

"You have ambition." Kyle gave a thumbs up, "but you still can't stay."

"Why!"

"Because I'm a professor, I have the final say!" Kyle kicked them one by one and pushed them to Professor Sinistra who was waiting at the castle gate.

The astronomy professor would then take them to Hogsmeade.

Although the Knight Bus had left, Professor McGonagall had prepared another way to leave.

The older ones were apparitioned followers and taken away directly by the shopkeepers in Hogsmeade, while the younger ones rode on Cornflower Broomsticks.

It might not be as comfortable, but then again, the Knight Bus isn't much better, it's pretty much the same.

"Hey, Kyle!" Fred greeted him, but before he could say anything else, Kyle, with shining eyes, pulled him over.

Finding someone in Hogwarts... This is a job tailor-made for Fred and George. They know exactly where to hide people.

This was indeed the case. With the addition of Fred and George, Kyle's work efficiency increased several times, and he quickly found the few remaining people in the castle.

Ginny was among them. She was also underage. Fred and George wanted to let her go, but unfortunately, Mrs. Weasley happened to be there.

"You're not old enough!" She frowned at Ginny. "I won't allow it."

"Why can Ron!" Ginny yelled unwillingly.

"He's of age and you're not, so you have to go home!" Mrs. Weasley said, grabbing her arm.

Ginny struggled to free herself from her mother's grasp.

"No, I'm from Dumbledore's Army..."

"…it was just a teenage gang!"

"That's a group of teenagers who are ready to take on the You-Know-Who." Fred tried to speak up for his sister. "Others don't have the guts to do that."

"Shut up, she's only sixteen!" Mrs. Weasley turned her head angrily, "She's too young, what were you two thinking... You actually teamed up to hide this from me!"

"Oh, Mom, it's none of my business." George decisively betrayed Fred and bought himself a moment of peace.

Kyle didn't even look at them, and squeezed past Mrs. Weasley without looking at them.

"Oh, I almost forgot that Professor McGonagall seemed to have something to ask me."

"I'll go with you!" George hurried after him.

At this time, of course, every survivor is a survivor.

Brotherly love? That's not important.

…

The two of them went back downstairs. Just a while ago, there seemed to be a lot more people here.

The hall's enchanted ceiling was dark and flickering with faint starlight. Below, at four long tables, there were many people with disheveled hair and wearing traveling cloaks.

It seemed that these graduates hurried back after receiving the news. Some were expectant, some were nervous, but those who were willing to come back to Hogwarts at this time had made a great determination.

Professor Sinistra was going back and forth, almost becoming the busiest person among everyone present.

"Kyle, what should we do next?" George asked eagerly, mainly because he wanted to find a reason to leave the castle to avoid revenge from Fred later.

"us……"

"It seems I'm not late." A voice interrupted Kyle.

Two beautiful witches were standing side by side at the entrance of the auditorium.

"Kanna?" Kyle blinked, thinking he had seen it wrongly, "Why are you..."

"Is it strange to see me?" Kanna and Furong came over and asked.

“A little bit, to be honest,” Kyle said.

He had guessed this situation. Connor's character meant that she would not stand idly by and watch Voldemort's affairs. She would definitely come back.

However, their battle this time could almost be said to be a spur-of-the-moment decision. Before this, everyone thought that Voldemort was still looking for the whereabouts of the Ravenclaw Diadem, and no one thought that he would come to Hogwarts.

If Fred and George hadn't spread the news immediately, probably few people would have come at this time.

However, Kanna and Furong are in France. Even if they receive the news, this amount of time may not be enough.

"We came back a long time ago," said Fleur. "After Dumbledore's funeral."

"What?" Kyle was stunned for a moment, "Why don't I know that?"

"Because you've been at Hogwarts all this time," said Fleur.

"Connor thinks that Britain will not remain peaceful after Dumbledore's death?

"Sure enough, she guessed right. It hasn't been long since then, and that dark wizard is about to take action against Hogwarts."

Kyle looked at Connor.

But she seemed a little absent-minded, and kept looking away, as if she was looking for someone.

"Kyle, have you seen Uncle Severus?"

"No," Kyle said. "I was busy evacuating the students. I didn't see Professor Snape... Well, he might have gone to Hogsmeade and used Apparition to send the students away."

"Okay." Kanna nodded without any doubt and quickly joined the team of graduates.

…

At the same time, Harry, who was still on the eighth floor, asked the same question.

"Snape, he's been driven away!" Ron said with joy, "Professor McGonagall discovered the Dark Mark on his arm, and he revealed his identity, admitting that he was a Death Eater. The two of them had a big fight, and in the end he broke through the window and ran away."

"Ha, I knew it, he's a Death Eater!" said Harry, "It seems my decision was right."

"That's so true." Ron smacked his lips. "You don't know what Snape did after he became the headmaster. He wanted Death Eaters to teach us and even wanted to lock all the students in the common room."

"Fortunately, Professor McGonagall discovered his identity in time." Hermione couldn't help but say.

"It's a pity that he escaped anyway." Harry sighed.

"It can't be helped," said Ron. "Death Eaters are good at escaping."

“That’s true…”

"I know you are preparing for resistance!"

Harry's words were drowned out by another voice that echoed throughout the castle. The voice was high, cold, and came from nowhere, as if every brick and stone in the castle were speaking.

"Your efforts are useless. I don't want to kill you, nor do I want to shed the wizard's blood."

Everyone fell silent.

In the auditorium, some people's faces turned pale and everyone was under tremendous pressure.

Although everyone had decided to resist Voldemort, fear instantly took over their minds when they heard his voice.

"Hand over the crown, and I will leave all of you safe and sound...Hand over the crown!"

Voldemort's voice had become a little hysterical by the end, and he was obviously losing his patience.

then……

“Buzz…”

Something seemed to vibrate and the entire ceiling was illuminated.

It was the impregnable spell that the professors had set up in advance that took effect and blocked a spell that was rushing towards them.

Kyle quickly left the hall and went outside the castle.

Through the illuminated sky, Kyle discovered that Hogwarts was surrounded by Death Eaters. They all wore the same black cloak, like a huge dark cloud covering the sky.

No wonder he came so late, it looked like he had gone to call someone.

The first spell had no effect, but that seemed to be just a signal. The next second, thousands of spells fell like raindrops.

Lights of various colors kept flickering in the sky, and it was as bright as day around Hogwarts.

Professor McGonagall stood at the front, methodically formulating a battle plan. She, Flitwick and Sprout led the battle teams to three commanding heights respectively... Ravenclaw Tower, Gryffindor Tower, and Astronomy Tower.

Those three places have a wide view and are more suitable for casting spells.

"Lupin, Arthur, you take some people to the grounds... We also need someone to check the entrances to the various passages in the school. The Aurors checked it last time, and I suspect the Death Eaters know about it too."

"Sounds like our job," George said with a smile. "I've got to go find Fred real quick. See you later, Kyle."

He turned and ran, just as Fred came down the stairs.

The two of them quickly called up a few familiar Gryffindors and scattered them to various corners of the school.

Everyone got their respective tasks, except Kyle... He was forgotten again.

But it's okay this way.

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Kyle sat on the side, carrying his broom and watching as if nothing had happened.

At this moment, a beetle suddenly fell on a stone in front of Kyle and turned into a witch.

"What on earth did you do!"

"Why did You-Know-Who and the Death Eaters attack Hogwarts?"

Rita Skeeter was going crazy. She just wanted to find Kyle to fulfill her promise... the exclusive report he had promised.

It turned out that everything was fine when I came here, but I can't go back! Now Hogwarts is surrounded by Death Eaters, and not even a beetle can escape.

"That has nothing to do with me." Kyle shrugged. "You can see that we are just passively defending."

"You..." Rita Skeeter suddenly thought of what Kyle said before.

So that's all true?

That crown can really attract Voldemort... Otherwise, why didn't Voldemort show up? Only after she used special channels to send out the report about the crown, the other party came directly to Hogwarts.

There is another thing. Kyle did not change his appearance when he was in the tavern before, so she specially attached a high-definition photo, and this was also Kyle's request, and the photo was provided by him.

Why did it need to be kept secret the first time they were in Diagon Alley but not now? There must be some connection between them that she doesn't know about.

Rita Skeeter stared at Kyle, wanting an explanation.

But Kyle just spread his hands, obviously not prepared to satisfy Rita Skeeter's curiosity.

In fact, the photo was a hint he gave to Voldemort, the purpose of which was to let him know who took the crown.

Kyle felt that his name still had some weight in Voldemort's eyes. He had caused trouble for the other party many times before, and he was on the side of Dumbledore.

If such a person holds a Horcrux, Voldemort will definitely be nervous. At the same time, he will subconsciously think of other Horcruxes and check their conditions.

Voldemort knew Dumbledore too well. He knew very well that once Dumbledore knew the secret of the Horcruxes, he would pursue the matter to the end until they were all destroyed.

In this case, the exposed crown is not important. He must first determine the situation of the other Horcruxes.

When he runs around and finds that all the Horcruxes have been destroyed, it will be natural for him to come to Kyle.

After all, a Horcrux is equivalent to a life...with the diary, tiara, golden cup, locket, and resurrection stone all gone, it's like he's been killed five times.

As for who killed him... Voldemort's first thought was naturally Dumbledore, but Dumbledore was already dead, so his hatred naturally shifted to Kyle.

Harry was hated for more than ten years just because he killed him once, not to mention Kyle who killed him five times. Could Voldemort bear this?

If he could, he wouldn't be called Voldemort, so he came with the thought of revenge... and a certain fantasy.

It is not difficult to tell from what he shouted just now that he still seems to hope that the soul fragment in the crown is okay.

But Voldemort didn't think about it. The crown had become so new, how could it possibly preserve his dirty soul?

Kyle couldn't help but laugh, which made Rita Skeeter even angrier.

"Isn't this just right?" Kyle said with a smile, "The final battle with the Death Eaters, is there any news more exciting than this?"

"You are the only reporter on the scene. Don't you understand what this means?"

Kyle's voice was light and seemed to carry some kind of magic, and Rita Skeeter began to tremble all over.

The final battle with the Death Eaters...

Yes, there is no news more explosive than this, not even if Dumbledore suddenly resurrects.

She made a fortune!

Rita Skeeter's breathing began to quicken.

Getting rich does not refer to those useless Galleons, but the honor that comes from publishing this news. No matter who wins or loses, her name will become a household name.

"Even if this is dangerous, it's worth it..." Rita Skeeter clenched her fists.

But she soon calmed down, because there was still one important thing missing. Without that thing, everything she had just thought of would be in vain.

"Well, this is for you." Kyle took out a brand new camera and handed it over. "I guess you don't have this, right?"

"How do you know?" Rita Skeeter's heartbeat suddenly quickened.

Indeed, what she lacked was a camera. Without photos, nothing she said would sound interesting and people would not believe her.

"Oh, how come you have this!" Rita Skeeter was already somewhat incomparable, her red-nailed hands tightly grasping the camera.

"This is my treasured product, made in France. It's very valuable." Kyle glanced at her and reminded her, "Be careful, don't damage it."

"Don't worry, it won't break!" said Rita Skeeter. She secretly decided in her heart that she must not let this thing be destroyed by the Death Eaters at all costs, even if she had to act as a meat shield to withstand the spell.

"Also, I want half of the proceeds from this report," Kyle continued.

"...Okay..." Rita Skeeter agreed after thinking for a moment, "But there is one thing, the profits can be shared equally, but my name must be first."

"That's no problem." Kyle nodded.

What he wanted was Galleon, so he and Rita Skeeter each got what they wanted.

Soon, Rita Skeeter turned into a beetle again and disappeared into the night.

Kyle didn't ask her where she was going, nor did he invite her to join Hogwarts to be protected by the professors and the Order of the Phoenix.

Rita Skeeter is experienced in hiding herself.

“Boom boom boom!”

Another burst of brilliant fireworks exploded overhead, marking another wave of attacks by the Death Eaters.

This time, the impregnable spell that the professors had set up in advance finally couldn't withstand it and was blown to pieces by the spell.

At Voldemort's command, the Death Eaters swarmed in like a tide.

Voldemort also moved, with a clear target, heading straight for Kyle who was sitting by the Black Lake.

He had just seen Kyle, and the fact that he just sat there without moving was simply provoking him.

"Your opponent is me!"

At the critical moment, an old wizard with a white beard stood in front of Kyle.

"You're finally here, Professor Dumbledore...wait, why is it you?"

"What's your problem?" Aberforth said grimly. He squinted at Kyle and said, "How about I leave and let you deal with Voldemort on your own?"

"No, I'm just kidding."

Having said that, Kyle still looked him up and down, looking for the possibility of a Transfiguration Spell.

That's impossible. It had been agreed before that he would be responsible for attracting Voldemort, and Dumbledore would be responsible for solving the subsequent problems.

Why did they change people at such a short notice? Aberforth... Can he do it? Don't let him die at the hands of Voldemort.

"Don't look at it. It's either the Transfiguration Spell or me." Aberforth swung his whip vigorously, and a glowing red whip whipped away Voldemort's Killing Curse.

The clean and neat movement made Kyle breathe a sigh of relief.

"That bastard had other things to do, so let me save your life."

"Other things..." Kyle didn't understand. "At this point, what is more important than killing Voldemort?"

"How should I know?" Aberforth's face was also not very good. "I asked, but the bastard didn't say anything. He just said something like... If that matter is not resolved, Voldemort will never be eliminated."

…

(End of this chapter)