Kyle did not explain this.

He was trying hard to control his facial expression and not let himself laugh...

I'm afraid Grindelwald would never have imagined that the ugly woolen gloves he mentioned were actually Dumbledore's work.

After all, when he was imprisoned in Nurmengard, Dumbledore had not yet shown this unique hobby.

Come to think of it, for a powerful wizard whose reputation is growing in the wizarding world, people would never believe that his favorite thing is woolen socks.

People would rather believe that he likes reading, and they enjoy sending him various magic books at Christmas.

Dumbledore might have explained it, but no one believed it at the time, so he didn't say anything else afterwards, which was considered as tacit agreement.

During this period, Grindelwald had been imprisoned in Nurmengard and was unaware of this, so when he saw those woolen gloves, he subconsciously thought of Minerva McGonagall.

In fact, Professor McGonagall does not have the primitive knitting skills at all. She is more accustomed to using efficient Transfiguration spells to solve problems.

Thinking of this, Kyle could only try harder to keep a straight face. He was sure that if he laughed at this moment, Grindelwald would be furious.

Besides, it would be a bit impolite to laugh at someone who has come all the way to help you.

"Maybe... you did something to make him unhappy." Kyle tried his best to make his voice sound the same as before.

"What did I do?"

"Why don't you think about it yourself." Kyle really couldn't come up with any excuses, so he could only let him think about it himself.

And Grindelwald frowned and began to think seriously.

He looked towards the mirror not far behind him.

If there was anything he did to displease Dumbledore, it was probably restoring the Mirror of Erised to its original state.

But that was his intention, and it was also his original intention to give this mirror. Dumbledore was wrong and secretly modified this intention. He didn't care about anything...

Thinking of this, Grindelwald's expression gradually became firm, and he even raised his head towards Dumbledore in the portrait.

He did nothing wrong! Kyle, who had been watching him the whole time, pursed his lips even tighter.

"puff……"

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing, I just thought of something happy." Kyle said, "I will start preparing for my alchemy class during this holiday."

"Is there anything to be happy about?"

"You don't understand, but I'm very happy anyway."

"It's inexplicable." Grindelwald looked at Kyle suspiciously and said impatiently: "Okay, tell me your plan."

"Tell me, what do I need to do?" He walked to the chair in front of Dumbledore's portrait and sat down, his fingers gently running across the armrest, as if feeling the traces of Dumbledore's past.

"That..." Kyle looked at him and said carefully, "This chair was replaced after Professor Snape became the headmaster. It is a Slytherin-style furniture.

"Dumbledore used the other one when he was headmaster."

“Crack!”

The armrest of the chair that Grindelwald was touching suddenly exploded, and wood chips flew everywhere.

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?” Grindelwald stood up with a sullen face. “Tell me, is there anything else here that’s new?”

"Quite a lot." Kyle thought for a moment, "Snape's appointment as headmaster was originally the idea of ​​the Death Eaters. They acted on their own and almost decorated the headmaster's office in the Slytherin style.

"Although Professor McGonagall later cleared most of the things, some insignificant items were retained... such as the chair."

At that moment, Grindelwald suddenly lost interest in the headmaster's office.

"Forget it, tell me your plan quickly." His tone gradually became impatient.

"But there is one thing... My promise to help you does not mean that I will unconditionally accommodate you like Albus, so don't push your luck.

"Or, don't bother me."

"Don't worry, I won't."

When it comes to business, Kyle also becomes much more serious.

“In my initial plan, you don’t need to do anything. Once someone shows up in Nurmengard, you can kill them.

"By the way, remember to leave those two behind and drive them to the bottom of Nurmengard Tower."

"Nurmengard is built on a cliff and there is no space underground," Grindelwald reminded.

"Then dig one." Kyle waved his hand, "Just leave it to me, you don't need to worry about it at all."

"Okay, I'll do you a favor." Grindelwald thought for a moment and nodded. "Then what's your reward? What are you going to pay me?"

"Reward..." Kyle was stunned for a moment, "Wait, didn't you promise Professor Dumbledore to help you..."

"Yes, I did promise Albus." Grindelwald came closer to Kyle, "But I only promised him to give you a chance to see me. What you have to do is the price you have to pay."

The Kyles were numb.

No wonder, he is not Dumbledore, how could Grindelwald come all the way to help him?

It's all a conspiracy! "Two exclusive photos of Professor Dumbledore." Thinking of this, Kyle didn't waste any words and decisively stretched out two fingers.

“No, no, no.” Grindelwald shook his head and held out a hand. “Five. I’ll help you.”

"Impossible." Kyle also shook his head. "Three at most. That's my bottom line... But I can guarantee that these are exclusive photos. I'm sure you won't be disappointed."

"Okay." Grindelwald nodded, "But of these three, I want the one you took out last time."

"That won't work. The value difference is too great."

"I can take just that one."

"That's not enough." Kyle said, "To put it bluntly, I'm just borrowing your name. If you don't agree, I have other people to choose from."

"Who else can you turn to?"

"A lot." Kyle counted on his fingers, "Newt Scamander, the savior Harry Potter, the legendary alchemist Nicolas Flamel, and even Professor Dumbledore would be happy to help me with this little favor.

"Although this may make the plan more troublesome, it will save me a lot of money, so I think it is still worthwhile."

Grindelwald looked straight over, and Kyle looked at him calmly.

A few minutes later…

"Okay, then three photos." Grindelwald stood up and walked towards the door of the principal's office.

"Wait, I haven't told you the specific plan yet." Kyle stopped him.

“Rosier will come to you later.” Grindelwald paused and said, “Three photos, I can only wait for others.

"Of course, if you're willing to pay more, I don't mind listening a little longer."

"Forget it." Kyle decisively made way.

"But..." He reached into his leather bag and took out a camera. "It's a rare trip, why don't you take a souvenir?"

"Put aside your little thoughts." Grindelwald glanced at Kyle, focusing on the camera.

Now he knew where those exclusive photos of Dumbledore came from. Which good wizard always carries a camera with him?

"You misunderstood." Kyle waved his hands repeatedly, "If I really had an idea, I would definitely not take it out openly. I really want to keep it as a souvenir for you."

Grindelwald hesitated.

"You just said that a lot of things here have been changed."

"But they can't possibly take off the windows." Kyle said with a smile, "You can just stand in front of the window. Professor Dumbledore used to like to stand there and watch students play Quidditch."

"I..." Dumbledore in the portrait whispered.

He wanted to say that he actually didn't like standing at the window because it was high up and the wind was strong. He usually went to the Quidditch pitch to watch the games.

But his voice was quickly covered by Kyle.

"Just stand there and I'll take a picture of you... Don't worry, you already know everything, what can I do? I really just want to help you."

In this situation, Kyle said that Dumbledore likes to stand in front of the window. He just likes it, and it’s useless even if he denies it.

"I hope you're not lying," Grindelwald said, and then walked to the window, obviously taking Kyle's advice.

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In fact, his instinct as a prophet or a fortune teller had always been to refuse, but Grindelwald was really moved by Kyle's suggestion.

Standing at the same window with Dumbledore and looking at the same sky has always been what he wanted to do most.

And with Kyle's exaggerated description, this idea became stronger and stronger.

As for instinct... Grindelwald was very confident. He was not Dumbledore. As long as he was vigilant enough, he would not let Kyle find any opportunity.

"Okay, just stand there." Kyle raised the camera and took a normal photo of Grindelwald.

"Since we're here, let's take another picture." Kyle said casually, "Professor Dumbledore's movements when delivering letters are also very cool. He throws the letter out of the window, and an owl or phoenix will take the initiative to catch it."

"But the letter is gone, so you can use this instead." Kyle took out a woolen glove and handed it to Grindelwald intentionally or unintentionally.

"Imagine you are Professor Dumbledore now and throw the letter out..."

For a moment, Grindelwald actually didn't want to pay attention to Kyle.

But the sentence "Imagine you are Dumbledore" made him subconsciously throw the gloves out of the window.

“Crack!”

Kyle's camera flashed at the same time.

"What did you do?" Grindelwald suddenly frowned.

Although there was no evidence, he just felt that Kyle must have done something he didn't know about.

"Me? I didn't do anything." Kyle blinked, spread his hands innocently, and took the initiative to hand over the camera.

"Why don't you check it out."

"Or you can just take the photos away and leave me any one. Mainly, I want to make an album about 'enemies', and I plan to put you and Professor Dumbledore on the first page, so I need a photo of you."

Grindelwald stared at Kyle and did not reach for the camera.

"No one else is allowed!"

"What?"

"No one else is allowed to be in your album!" Grindelwald said word by word, "I'll let Rosier get it later... Don't let me down."

After saying that, Grindelwald turned around gracefully and walked straight towards the door.

Kyle didn't react until he opened the door.

"Portraits of Headmasters..."

Grindelwald said nothing, but just stretched out his fingers and twirled them above his head.

It was as if someone had pressed a play button, and the portraits on the wall immediately began to move.

First of all, there are the principals.

"What happened..."

"Who, who is it..."

As soon as they recovered, Armando Dippet and Phineas started shouting.

They didn't know what happened exactly, but they could clearly feel the changes that took place in a certain moment.

So they only knew that someone tampered with the portrait, but it was unclear what happened in between.

And these may be known by only one person.

Armando Dippet couldn't help but look at Kyle who was still here and asked:

"Who on earth did you bring to Hogwarts?"

Kyle had just used his magic wand to take the film out of the camera. He raised his head slightly after hearing his words, thought for a moment and said, "He is an old friend of yours. At least you must know him, Principal Dippet."

"I know him?" Armando Dippet felt even more confused.

He knew a lot of people, and many of them are still alive, so it's impossible to guess.

"What about me?" Phineas asked, "Do I know him?"

Kyle put the camera and film back into the deformed lizard skin bag and nodded.

“I think they know each other.”

"Do Phineas and I know each other?"

Armando Dippet lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

"And that voice, I have to say it's really familiar..."

Soon he seemed to have thought of something and subconsciously looked up at the portrait of Dumbledore.

Dumbledore saw his action but said nothing.

This almost tacit behavior almost made Dippet jump.

"Merlin's beard, you have got to be kidding me!"

"What do you mean?" Phineas asked. "Do you know who that person is?"

Dippet ignored him and looked at Kyle, asking anxiously, "But, but isn't he imprisoned? In that tall tower!"

"He's out." Kyle shrugged. "It's the people who can hold him, not the tower."

"Oh, Merlin's beard..." Dippet said again, "No, we have to tell Minerva about this immediately... and the Ministry of Magic."

"That's what I was going to do," Kyle said, "but so far, he hasn't shown any hostility towards us, so I think it's best to keep this a secret for now.

"Besides, Voldemort has just been defeated. Everyone needs to relax their tense spirits."

Kyle was not trying to get the approval of all the headmasters when he said this; he was speaking to Dumbledore.

Only after seeing him nod did Kyle walk out of the principal's office.

…

(End of this chapter)