Dumbledore finally left Hogsmeade and went to Nurmengard to look for Voldemort.

Although Dumbledore had a clear attitude and acted as if he knew everything when they first met, Kyle could see that he must have been hiding something this time.

Like the Elder Wand thing.

Of course, this could also be because Kyle forgot to ask.

In short, the old wand held by Voldemort could not have broken for no reason. There must be some reason that Kyle didn't know.

Even Aberforth knew that Dumbledore's things were not so easy to steal. There might be one... or even many traps in it.

The most likely possibility is that the Elder Wand changed owners midway through.

Someone had taken the ownership of the Elder Wand from Dumbledore, but they had not taken the Elder Wand itself.

In this way, even if Voldemort took great pains to snatch the Elder Wand from Dumbledore, he could not become its true master, and naturally could not unleash its full power.

But this raises two more questions.

The first is how Dumbledore knew that Voldemort wanted to attack him.

According to the description in "The Tales of Beedle the Bard", only by defeating or killing the previous owner of the Elder Wand can one completely master this most powerful wand.

The owner of the Elder Wand is undoubtedly Dumbledore, and it is almost impossible for other wizards to defeat him.

Unless he knew Voldemort's plan in advance and voluntarily gave up ownership of the Elder Wand before he took action.

This is not difficult. Even the most powerful wand is just a wand. It has no wisdom or thoughts... As long as Dumbledore deliberately receives a Disarming Spell and throws the wand away, the condition of 'being defeated' can be triggered.

This just leads to the second question, who was the person who "defeated" Dumbledore.

Kyle returned to the secret passage, thinking.

The first person he thought of was himself... In the previous battle, Voldemort's wand was damaged in various ways. It broke when a powerful spell was cast on it, and later it even broke into two pieces. It seemed that this was indeed possible.

But Kyle soon remembered that when Voldemort and Aberforth were fighting before, the Elder Wand was also uncooperative, which made him a little hesitant.

Although he did defeat Dumbledore once in 1899, Kell was not sure how to count that period.

If it had been according to normal time, Voldemort would have snatched the Elder Wand by the time he used the time-turner, and there would have been no point in defeating Dumbledore.

But according to the time period, it seems that Dumbledore was not the owner of the Elder Wand.

Kyle thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out how to deal with this matter, so he simply skipped it.

If it wasn't him, then the most likely candidates would be Draco Malfoy or Harry.

Remember when Malfoy first put the Death Eaters into Hogwarts, the two of them confronted Dumbledore in the tower for a while.

Although Kyle rushed over quickly, he didn't know what had happened in the tower before.

If I had known earlier, I should have let Harry and Voldemort face off head-on, so that he wouldn't have to keep guessing here.

Kyle thought about it, but didn't care too much.

It didn't matter who owned the Elder Wand, as long as it wasn't Voldemort.

He walked out of the secret passage and it was already completely bright outside.

Not far away, Harry was shaking two sleeping bags vigorously, trying to wake Ron and Hermione up.

Kyle didn't bother him or ask why he didn't use the antidote for the stunning spell, but turned and walked in another direction.

A few minutes later, he arrived at the destroyed wooden bridge south of the school.

After Dumbledore's reminder, Kyle felt that he needed to come here again. In addition to seeing if he could recover the biting cabbage, he could also clear up all clues pointing to himself.

only……

Kyle looked at the clean ground and was confused for a moment. If he hadn't seen the traces of the wooden bridge being blown up, he would have thought he had taken the wrong road.

This place seemed to have been cleaned in advance. The open space leading to the castle was spotless, without even a speck of dust... Hundreds of biting cabbages and Death Eaters had all disappeared. Kyle looked around but couldn't find even a leaf.

There were only a few professors and students here, busy repairing the wooden bridge that had been blown up.

"Oh, Kyle, are you here to help too?" Astronomy professor Sinistra asked, sticking his head out from the crowd.

Kyle noticed that her arm was wrapped in a bandage, and when Kyle walked over, he could clearly smell the scent of bone-growing spirit and healing potion on the bandage.

The combination of these two potions...Her arm must have been broken and reattached by Madam Pomfrey.

I have to admit that the technique was a bit rough and the bandage looked messy... but the entire castle was full of wounded people at that time, so it was good enough that they could be connected.

"Ah, yes, I'll help." Kyle took the initiative to step forward and waved his wand.

Pieces of wood flew over crookedly and were stacked on the half-finished wooden bridge.

"Professor Sinistra, I'm so glad you're safe..." Kyle asked casually, "When did you get here?"

"Just now, about ten minutes ago," Professor Sinistra said.

"But are you okay like this?" Kyle glanced at the bandage on his arm. "I think it's better to go back to the castle and rest."

But Sinistra didn't care. "If you need to rest for such a minor injury, then we can just stay in the castle."

"Okay," Kyle said, "This place looks really clean. Did you guys clean it up so quickly?"

"Cleaning? No."

Professor Sinistra shook his head. "It was like this when we arrived. Maybe Filius and his men came here earlier. We just need to repair the bridge..."

When he said this, Sinistra suddenly became angry.

"Those damn Death Eaters only care about destruction. I don't understand why they want to blow up the wooden bridge and the astronomy tower. Can this show how powerful they are? " "What a bunch of uneducated and barbaric wizards, idiots who are worse than caterpillars..."

Sinistra cursed and listed the crimes of the Death Eaters. Kyle pursed his lips and said nothing.

The astronomy tower is unclear, but the bridge was blown up by the students.

The whole process was probably Neville's seduction, Ginny's command, and Seamus's actions, and had nothing to do with the Death Eaters... If anything, they should be considered as the victims.

However, since Professor Sinistra didn't know, Kyle didn't intend to correct her trivial mistake.

Kyle controlled the board while glancing down.

He now suspected that the Death Eaters were thrown off the cliff... After all, this was the simplest and fastest way to clean up the battlefield.

But maybe it was because it was cold in the early morning, but there was only a thick white fog between the towering cliffs on both sides, and I couldn’t see the situation at the bottom of the cliff at all.

So Kyle wasn't sure if the biting kale and the Death Eaters were down there.

"Kyle... Kyle..."

Professor Sinistra's voice brought Kyle back to his senses, and he quickly looked up at the other person.

"Sorry, I just remembered that you should go and rest now instead of coming here to help."

Professor Sinistra said in a low voice, "It must be very stressful to fight You-Know-Who face to face. Go and rest. We can take care of this."

Kyle didn't understand what this meant at first, until he looked up and saw the row of crooked wooden boards in front of him that had completely deviated from the normal direction, then he waved his wand in sudden realization.

I must have been thinking too much and forgot to look in the direction.

"I'm so sorry, Professor."

The wooden board fell off automatically and returned to its original position.

"You don't have to say that." Sinistra shook his head solemnly, "You're facing someone who can't even be named... um, well, Voldemort... I really hope I can get used to this name soon.

"You are facing Voldemort, who is not at the same level as our opponent. Go and take a rest. We can take care of the rest."

He actually wanted to go under the cliff to take a look, but after thinking about it, he felt that there was no need. Going under the cliff at this time would only arouse suspicion, so it would be better to do nothing.

Although I don’t know who helped clean up here, it’s a good thing for him.

Kyle went back into the castle as if nothing had happened.

The sun was rising slowly over Hogwarts, the shattered ceiling of the Great Hall still trying to hold on to its function, two equally real rays of sunlight shone in from outside, and the Great Hall was filled with life and light.

Here people mourn the victims and celebrate the victories, with emotions of sadness and joy intertwined.

When Kyle walked in, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone saw that it was he who drove away Voldemort, and subconsciously regarded Kyle as the greatest hero, savior, and guide in this war. Everyone wanted to get close to him and express their gratitude to him.

Kyle was surrounded by the crowd and unable to move. He could only stand here to accept people's thanks and comfort the families of the victims.

Normally this job belonged to Dumbledore, but now it seemed to be his.

Professor McGonagall and the other professors all stood by and seemed to agree with the situation.

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He didn't know how much time had passed, Kyle just felt his lips becoming drier and drier, and then the crowd gradually dispersed.

Kyle sat on a stool and Neville came over and sat next to him, but his expression didn't look very good, without any joy of victory at all.

"What's wrong?" Kyle asked subconsciously.

"My, my grandma is here." Neville suddenly became more nervous and even stuttered when he spoke.

"Mrs. Longbottom?" Kyle glanced at him. "This is our final battle with the Death Eaters. In addition to Mrs. Longbottom, the parents of other students will definitely come after receiving the news. It's nothing."

"I know..." Neville clenched his fists nervously, "but I couldn't help at all this time. My grandma will definitely be disappointed."

"Are you kidding, Neville?" Kyle raised an eyebrow. "It's not like you didn't help at all. On the contrary, you did a lot. I dare say everyone here can prove to Madam Longbottom that you are a well-deserved hero."

"Really?" Neville's eyes lit up.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Ginny or Seamus. They will definitely have the same opinion as me."

After hearing what Kyle said, Neville finally became more confident, but he still stayed here and did not leave, and still looked very nervous.

.

"Anything else?" Kyle asked again.

"Sorry Kyle, I may have messed up something." Neville's eyes wandered, "I lost your kale."

“It’s okay…” Kyle was slightly stunned, “Wait, did you just say biting kale?”

"Yes, yes!" Neville took a deep breath and said solemnly, "I lost the biting cabbage that you left behind to stop the Death Eaters... But don't worry, I will definitely compensate you."

"There's no rush for that." Kyle waved his hand. "Tell me what happened first. Were you the one who cleared the empty space behind the castle?"

"I think so." Neville nodded, and after recalling for a moment, he said, "At that time, Voldemort had just escaped, and I accidentally saw the Minister of Magic heading towards the bridge while checking for any escapees.

"At that time, it suddenly occurred to me that wizards forbid the large-scale cultivation of biting cabbages, so I wanted to go there in advance and hide them."

When Neville said this, his face turned pale all of a sudden, as if he thought of some bad scene. His throat kept rolling, and he looked like he might vomit at any time.

However, he had already emptied his stomach last night, so naturally he couldn't vomit anything out now.

"Because... time is tight, I want to quickly collect those biting cabbages together." Neville took a few breaths and continued, "But I messed up and got the direction of the slide spell wrong... By the time I reacted, all the biting cabbages had fallen into the cliff."

Before he knew it, Kyle had sat up straight, and when he looked at Neville he felt a sense of disbelief.

He really didn't expect that the truth would be like this.

It wasn't Dumbledore who was helping him, nor was it Diana or Chris, but Neville who accidentally erased all traces.

He was no stranger to the Chute Curse, a mischievous spell passed down by word of mouth among students.

The purpose is to turn the stairs into a slope that would make Mrs. Norris slip when she stands on it when students go up and down.

It's just that this prank is so old-fashioned and has been used so many times that basically no one falls for it anymore.

"I should have thought of it earlier." Neville couldn't help hitting his head, "I always mess up everything, even if it's just the simplest spell."

"Don't do that, Neville." Kyle stopped him hastily, "You did a great job."

"You don't have to comfort me, Kyle." Neville was a little moved, "I know I can't do anything right. I will definitely compensate for biting the cabbage..."

"No Neville, don't say that. I swear on Dumbledore's character that I am definitely not trying to comfort you."

Kyle patted Neville on the shoulder and said seriously: "I'm serious, you did a really good job."

“As you must know, biting kale is not a docile plant, and it is almost impossible to collect them in a short time.

"Like you said, the Ministry of Magic prohibits large-scale cultivation of biting kale. If it is discovered, it will definitely be a big trouble. There is nothing wrong with your approach."

"Really?" Neville asked in confusion.

"Of course." Kyle said, "You didn't do anything wrong. On the contrary, you helped me a lot."

Kyle became happier and happier as he spoke, and finally he took out a flower pot from the box and forced it on Neville.

The plants in there were ones he bought in 1899. They were not very useful, but they were beautiful and rare, and they are almost impossible to find now.

Kyle remembered that Neville loved magical plants, and Herbology was the only course in which he could get high scores, so it was the perfect gift.

Neville was completely confused. By the time he came to his senses and wanted to return the flowerpot, Kyle had already left the auditorium.

Mainly because Neville reminded him that more and more parents of students would come to Hogwarts in the future. If he continued to stay here, he would be surrounded by the crowd again sooner or later.

This kind of thing happening once is enough.

Kyle then found the Weasleys, who were all in a corridor on the second floor, with Fleur in a heated argument with Bill.

"You don't want to marry me... just because you have one less ear?" Furong's voice was so loud that it could be heard clearly across the corridor.

"Bill, why do you think I decided to marry you? Because you have two ears?"

"Puff..." Fred, who was drinking water next to him, sprayed it out. Then he quickly turned his head and covered his mouth, but just happened to see Kyle walking over.

"Oh, our heroes are here. Are they finally willing to let you go?"

"No, I sneaked out." Kyle said, "What happened here?"

"As you can see." George turned his head and said, "Bill is missing an ear, so he starts to dislike Furong who has two ears..."

"Ah?" Kyle looked at George and felt something was wrong.

"Are you sure Bill dislikes Fleur?"

"Of course, that was the ear that was knocked off by a Death Eater. It is an honor..." George said confidently.

Then he lowered his head again. He exuded a sense of dejection from the inside out, and muttered to himself, "This is not fair. Fred and I are twins. I should be the next person to lose an ear. How can it be Bill... This is not fair."

There was undisguised jealousy in George's words... What was even more incredible was that Fred was looking at him smugly from the side.

It seems that losing an ear is really a happy thing.

This... is also meeting Merlin.

But how to say it.

If it were anyone else, Kyle might think they were crazy, but if it was Fred and George...it was just normal.

(End of this chapter)