Hogwarts Shippuden

"Boss, two glasses of fire whiskey, and a glass of butterbeer." Kyle threw a few gold Galleons on the bar.

Tom, who looked like a shriveled walnut, stuck his head out from behind the bar, "Professor Dumbledore specifically told me not to sell you other alcoholic beverages than Butterbeer."

Kyle curled his lips, "Then two glasses of butterbeer and a glass of fire whiskey."

"Whiskey is for this gentleman," Kyle pointed to Mr. Granger beside him. "He was quite frightened in Knockturn Alley, and needs a drink to suppress the fright."

Tom said no more refusal, and turned to get the wine.

"Thank you so much for today." Mr. Granger looked at Kyle gratefully, apparently recognizing the little wizard who had helped them on Platform Nine and Three Quarters last year.

"You're welcome, I'm friends with Hermione."

Tom brought up two butterbeers and a glass of fire whiskey.

Kyle picked up the beer and took a sip. It was sweet and greasy, and he didn't like the taste very much.

After a gulp of Firewhisky, Mr. Granger's hands finally stopped shaking.

"I originally thought the magic world was safe, but now, I guess I will never forget this in my life."

Mr. Granger clutched his head helplessly. "What a terrible experience."

"There is a magic called Oblivion Curse in the magic world." Kyle said.

Seeing that Mr. Granger suddenly looked at himself, Kyle added:

"I'm not proficient in this magic, maybe Mr. Weasley can help you, he often has to deal with this kind of things."

Say Weasley, Weasley arrives.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" a familiar voice interjected.

It was Mr Weasley who spoke.

At this time, the Weasley family came out of the fireplace one after another.

Seems to be missing a Harry?

"Hello, my name is Arthur Weasley." Mr. Weasley offered his hand out.

"Roy Granger." Mr. Granger sounded sickly.

Soon, Mrs. Granger also came to the Leaky Cauldron, she had just returned from shopping in Mrs. Malkin's robe shop.

Noticing that her husband's face was not healthy, Mrs. Granger hurried up.

"Honey, are you not feeling well?"

In order not to worry his wife, Mr. Granger simply recounted what he had just encountered in Knockturn Alley, omitting the experience of being tortured by the Dark Wizard.

But this still caused Mrs. Granger to worry for a while.

"Ah, don't worry, I have a lot of experience in dealing with this situation."

The warmhearted Mr. Weasley readily agreed to help, and drew his wand.

Seeing Mr. Weasley's wand aimed at her husband's forehead, Mrs. Granger's eyes were full of worry, "Will there be any problem?"

Mrs. Weasley patted Mrs. Granger's arm and reassured, "It's all right, trust me."

"Everything is forgotten."

As Mr. Weasley uttered the spell, Mr. Granger's eyes suddenly became blank.

After a while, he came back to his senses.

"What happened? Why are everyone here?" Mr. Granger looked at the dozen or so people in front of him with a bewildered expression.

After confirming that her husband was fine, Mrs. Granger instantly turned her worries into joy.

But the little **** next to him still looked worried.

After erasing some of the bad memories for Mr. Granger, the Weasleys were surprised to find that Harry was gone.

Harry lived with them in the Burrow all this time.

"He didn't go to Knockturn Alley, did he?" Ron muttered softly.

Ron's words instantly made the Weasleys pale.

Mr. Weasley, who had just been chatting with Mr. Granger about the Muggle world, stopped the topic in an instant and stood up from his seat.

"We have to find him!"

...

On the stone steps outside Gringotts, two petite figures sat side by side.

Hannah also came to the Leaky Cauldron shortly after Mr. Weasley had erased some of the bad memories from Hermione's father.

The Weasleys went to find the missing Harry.

Mrs. Granger, on the other hand, had lost interest in shopping because of what had happened to her husband earlier.

So they all stayed in the bar, and so did Hermione.

In the Leaky Cauldron, the empathetic Hannah immediately noticed Hermione's abnormality and took the initiative to take Hermione outside to relax.

At the moment, Hannah is intently licking the strawberry peanut butter ice cream in her hand with the tip of her tongue.

And Hermione next to her was so preoccupied, she didn't even notice that the ice cream ball in her hand was melting.

"Hannah..."

"What's the matter?" The little iron girl who was dealing with the ice cream turned her head, "Your ice cream is melting."

"Oh." The little **** then hurriedly handled the ice cream in his hand.

After a while of confusion, the little **** asked the question he wanted to ask.

"Hannah, if I were a murderer, would you still be friends with me?"

"Of course!" Hannah replied without hesitation. "As long as you're still the Hermione Granger I know, I'll still choose to be your friend, even if it's a murderer?"

Hearing Hannah's words, Hermione still didn't feel better.

Some wonder why the little **** asked such a question, Hannah thought for a while, and her ruddy face suddenly turned white.

"Hermione, you didn't kill someone, did you!?"

The little **** rolled her eyes at her angrily, "How is that possible!"

The next second, her tone changed to worry.

"It was when Kyle rescued my dad in Knockturn Alley...killed..."

The little **** paused, as if it would take a lot of courage to say the next sentence.

"...kill the dark wizards who kidnapped my father."

Hannah looked incredulous, "Kyle... did he kill someone?"

The little **** nodded helplessly.

"But anyway, Kyle did it to rescue Uncle Granger..."

Hannah looked firmly into Hermione's eyes.

"We can't alienate him because of this!"

...

Just when Hannah persuaded Hermione to open up, Kyle, who was the client, was staying in a room on the second floor of the Leaky Cauldron.

After arranging a soundproof barrier around himself, Kyle took out a double-sided mirror from his pocket.

The double-sided mirror is an alchemical product used for communication. Since the two attacks in the Forbidden Forest, Dumbledore has given him one of them.

Soon, Dumbledore's old wrinkled face appeared on the mirror.

"Dad, I killed someone."

Hearing Kyle's first sentence, Dumbledore instantly felt black.

It took less than two hours for his son to leave the house, and how many more lives did he have?

Moreover, how hard is Kyle's psychological quality to report to him about killing a few dark wizards in Knockturn Alley in such an understated tone?

Dumbledore took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

The most important thing now is to ask what happened.

"Gail what are you doing? Don't grab it! Let it go!"

The picture in the mirror shook for a while, and soon, Grindelwald's face appeared in front of Kyle.

Unlike Dumbledore's gloomy face, when he saw Kyle with a light face in the double-sided mirror~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Grindelwald was very pleased with his son's decisive killing.

The child has grown up.

"You didn't leave any tails?" Grindelwald asked.

Kyle shook his head, "I handled it very cleanly."

The ins and outs of his affairs were told exactly to Grindelwald.

Grindelwald's expression did not change.

After Kyle finished speaking, he casually dropped a sentence, "Good job, it seems that I don't need to go over and help you deal with the aftermath."

Having said that, Grindelwald still decided to send a saint over to see the situation.

Then, before Dumbledore could **** the double-sided mirror back, he cut off the communication.

Grindelwald threw the hung up double-sided mirror back to Dumbledore, and walked out of the study gracefully.

Seeing that Kyle's face was no longer visible in the mirror, Dumbledore's already gloomy face became even darker.