"I said it was true, and it was true..."

The principal's office, which had been noisy at first, suddenly became silent at this moment.

The principals all looked at Kyle, their eyes filled with disbelief.

They originally thought Kyle had just made a mistake, but they didn't expect he had done it on purpose.

And using the Cruciatus Curse and the Imperius Curse on himself, is this really an idea that a normal wizard would come up with?

"They will die." A headmaster couldn't help but say, "No one will use the Imperius Curse on themselves. This may cause the curse to completely get out of control..."

"Oh, just maybe?" Kyle blinked, and once again manipulated the shorthand quill to drop on the parchment, crossed out a line of words, and added some new content.

When Kyle picked up the parchment again, the headmasters discovered that the place where the Imperius Curse was originally was replaced by the Killing Curse.

This is not concealed at all, it is clear that they want to kill them...

Thinking of this, some headmasters turned their eyes to Dumbledore at the edge.

"This is the student you taught?" Phineas smacked his lips. "Although I am known as the most unpopular headmaster in history, I think I am more qualified than you."

Phineas actually didn't like the title of 'the most unpopular principal in history', and he didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did, insisting that someone was targeting him.

But now, Phineas suddenly found himself able to accept it.

He was just unpopular, not unqualified. At least his students at that time were a group of good kids.

Unlike Dumbledore... He was entangled with Grindelwald when he was young, taught Tom Riddle who was obsessed with dark magic in his middle age, and when he was old, he trained Kell, an even more inhuman wizard.

He even has the title of the strongest white wizard and is loved by everyone.

"Why..." Phineas said with resentment, "You really deserve to die!"

Dumbledore smiled awkwardly and looked away. He really didn't expect Kyle's method to be so... unexpected.

"It's safer now." Kyle didn't notice the principals' little tricks and said to himself, "Actually, I wanted to write the Killing Curse, but I was worried that they might not believe it, so I changed it to the Imperius Curse."

"No one would believe it even if it was the Imperius Curse." Armando Dippet couldn't help but say, "Even portraits like us who can't think can see that this process is wrong, let alone living wizards...their brains are not a pile of paint."

"What if they got this method after much hardship?" Kyle smiled, "If we just throw the parchment away, they will definitely not believe it, but what if it is engraved on the stone deep underground in Nurmengard?

"Grindelwald, who once swept across Europe, would rather be imprisoned for seventy years to protect the secret. Isn't it more believable to say that?"

"Hiss..." There was a sound of inhalation coming from all around.

No matter what Grindelwald's reputation is, the things he did are legendary. If this parchment really goes through this process, then it is real.

Even if Grindelwald said it was fake himself, no one would believe it. They would just think that Grindelwald was deceiving them.

"But..." Principal Dai Lisi Devonte frowned and said, "You might kill them if you use the wrong production method."

In addition to being the headmaster of Hogwarts, she is also a famous therapist, so it is inevitable that she would think more.

"So what?" Kyle said nonchalantly, "The real way of Horcruxes is to kill people to split their souls... If a person can be so cruel as to use the Cruciatus Curse or the Killing Curse on himself, then he can definitely use it on others.

"So from another perspective, we are saving lives."

Dalys Devonte frowned.

She knew Kyle was making excuses, but she thought there was nothing wrong with what he said.

Indeed, a wizard who is determined to create a Horcrux will certainly go against Wizarding Law.

In addition to the necessary condition of killing people and splitting souls, this process also involves the use of more than a dozen different types of black magic, large and small, which are expressly prohibited from use.

So no matter whether it is successfully produced or not, as long as it is done, the minimum punishment is a Dementor's kiss.

From this perspective, Kyle was right to save people.

"Then how are you going to put it under Nurmengard, and who can find it?" Someone asked the most crucial point.

The entire process revolves around Nurmengard, a place that is even more mysterious than Azkaban and is impossible for ordinary wizards to find.

"Professor, I'm going to need your help with this." Kyle looked at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore also looked at Kyle and blinked, not agreeing but not refusing either.

"Of course, this is just a preliminary plan." Kyle continued: "If we really want to do it, we need more detailed steps."

"For example, how to find those wizards who are determined to make Horcruxes...how to make them accidentally discover the legend of Nurmengard from the Death Eaters who escaped...and how many people must die before they can find the method of engraving the Horcrux production diagram. These all need to be discussed in detail."

"You have already said it all. Do we still need to discuss it?" Armando Dippet said quietly, "You just need to complete the details and it will be a complete plan."

"Not really. We still need to discuss it carefully to make sure everything goes well..." Kyle shook his head modestly.

The principal's office became quiet again.

"I like this child." A bearded headmaster suddenly spoke up, breaking the silence. "If you were born 150 years earlier, I wouldn't have to hand over the position of headmaster to that idiot Phineas."

"Hey, old man, I'm listening!" Phineas jumped up and was about to grab the other's face.

Armando was quick-witted and stretched out his leg in time.

With a bang, Phineas fell face down on the ground and slid forward a long distance.

"He is indeed an idiot." The bearded wizard curled his lips, "... an idiot who is very lucky. Others at that time were even more stupid than him..."

"You're not much better!" Phineas stood up from the ground and wiped the mud and stones stuck on his face.

The good thing about portraits is that they can't really get hurt. Even if the head falls off, you can just rub it back with your hands.

Sometimes when I get a sudden inspiration, I can try other people's brains.

Phineas had always wanted to carry Armando's head to the second floor of the castle and chat with the portrait of the witch with a chain hammer all night, but unfortunately he never found the chance.

"Don't you see how many school rules you added? Hogwarts has only fifty rules in its eight hundred years of existence. The number doubled after you left office...

"Ha, if it weren't for me, you would be the 'most unpopular principal'!"

Phineas said this, and at the same time, he found the right opportunity to turn around and punched Armando in the face who was watching the fun.

"This is my return to you!" Without any hesitation, Phineas ran away and disappeared in the principal's office in the blink of an eye.

"This idiot." Armando Dippet muttered.

"Aren't you going to chase him?" Kyle asked curiously. The two of them have always liked playing this kind of game, so why is Armando suddenly so generous today?

He didn't get angry even when he was hit in the face.

"It doesn't matter. He can't run away anyway. His connections in the Hogwarts portraits are far worse than mine." Armando waved his hand nonchalantly.

"I am more interested in your plan now. You deliberately avoided Minerva and came to us. You probably don't just want to ask Albus for help."

"It's the images on the chocolate frogs that can't think. People like us are a little better," said Armando, squinting his eyes.

"It's not much, but you didn't hide your intentions, did you? After all, you didn't go looking for the real Albus."

"That's true." Kyle nodded, "I hope the principals can help with this."

"What do you want us to do?" Armando asked.

"Here." Kyle picked up the parchment again, "I hope you can give it to a living wizard who knows how to make a Horcrux."

Those principals from three hundred years ago turned around and left.

The people they knew were basically all portraits, and the rest were not familiar to them.

"We'll talk about this later." Armando touched his chin, "Tell me your idea first. Besides, we don't know a legendary wizard like Grindelwald, so you need to make up a lot of stories."

"There's no need to go through so much trouble this time." Kyle shook his head and explained, "They don't have to do anything deliberately. They just need to accidentally reveal it when someone comes looking for them."

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"You can use mine, or you can make up a Horcrux creation diagram yourself. The only requirement is that it must be fake. The more fake, the better."

"Why? Can't you just use yours? It can also increase credibility." said the bearded wizard, a little confused.

"There's no need to increase credibility," Kyle said. "I borrowed Grindelwald's name only to solve the current situation. What I just said was for the future."

"Oh?" The principals became even more curious.

"Tell me about it."

"As long as what you say makes sense, we will help you."

"I actually know quite a few old guys, but as to whether they can make Horcruxes, I don't know."

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if it's fake."

"If we only prepare one Horcrux production diagram, people might find something wrong very quickly... But what if we have a hundred or a thousand such production diagrams?"

Kaier thought about it and told his plan.

"The person you know must be a well-known figure in the wizarding world, right?"

Several principals agreed.

As the headmaster of the only magic school in the UK, not everyone can be friends with them.

"So, is what they say credible?"

"Of course it's high." Kyle laughed and said, "They are credible in themselves, so others will naturally believe them."

"Wait." Dai Lisi Devonte said. "If that's the case, I don't think many people would be willing to use their reputation to help you lie. Some old wizards value this very much."

"How can this be a lie?"

Kyle said seriously: "The method of making Horcruxes was found in ancient magic documents, discovered when exploring magic ruins, and passed down from generation to generation in the family... In short, it is all true."

"What if they die?"

"That's great. That way no one will know about this." Kyle said as a matter of course, "Just like there will never be any bad reviews in a store selling mandrake earplugs."

Delis Devonte was stunned for a moment. As a portrait, she suddenly couldn't understand Kyle's thinking.

"But, what if there are two people?"

"Principal Devonte, this is a bit far-fetched." Kyle spread his hands. "Horcruxes have existed for more than a thousand years. It's impossible that they have become popular all of a sudden just because of this incident. How can so many people go looking for them?"

"Don't get me wrong, Delis is not trying to embarrass you." Armando said quickly, "She is... trying to convince those old wizards.

"You know, if you want them to help you, especially for something that could affect your reputation, you must be fully prepared."

“…Okay.” Kyle sighed and could only say again, “The production diagram is real, it’s just that the process is wrong, or the Horcrux has a failure rate, but it’s definitely not fake.

"If someone doesn't believe it, let him try it himself. Maybe he will succeed next time."

"That's a good excuse." Armando nodded, and Delis didn't say anything else.

"If this continues, when a thousand different Horcrux production drawings appear from old wizards, ancient books, and magical relics, even if someone is lucky enough to find the real thing, they won't believe it.

"By that time, perhaps the Horcrux will completely disappear in another form."

The more Amando listened, the brighter his eyes became.

"Interesting, I'm going to find those old guys now." After saying that, he quickly ran out of the portrait.

Some principals are still hesitant.

"This is tantamount to promoting Horcruxes in disguise."

"Many people will die..."

"They probably didn't even think about making Horcruxes in the first place."

"I know what the principals mean." Kyle said loudly: "Do you remember what I said at the beginning?

"If no one asks, don't tell."

"So I didn't promote the Horcruxes, but asked them to take the initiative to change the method of making Horcruxes."

"Like Professor Slughorn..." Kyle looked at Dumbledore, who also did not move.

"Professor Slughorn knows how to make Horcruxes. Has he influenced the students in the school?"

"No." Dumbledore shook his head.

"That's what I'm saying." Kyle shrugged. "Besides, if what he told Tom Riddle was false information, there might not have been Voldemort later."

…

"Okay, you've convinced me." Dai Lisi Devonte said first: "I will help you pass the message, but I can't guarantee how many people will help."

"Thanks."

"No need." She also left the principal's office.

At the same time, Dumbledore disappeared from the frame.

…

(End of this chapter)