Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

"You are worthy of being the savior who defeated the Dark Lord." Rita Skeeter put the camera back into the handbag, "Thank you for your generosity."

"What does generosity have to do with defeating Voldemort?" Kyle shrugged, "Besides, forget it as a joke, but don't write it in the newspaper."

Rita Skeeter didn't finish listening to Kyle's words. In fact, when she heard the name, she shuddered subconsciously and involuntarily took two steps back until she hit the wall of the corridor. Only then did he stop.

"You should really learn to adapt." Kyle glanced at her, "It turns out that Voldemort is not that scary, and there are no Death Eaters to charge for him now. You can use that name without any scruples. .

"Perhaps you don't know yet, but many students have already started calling him Voldemort, instead of that ridiculous... person who must not even mention his name."

Kyle seemed to have thought of something and suddenly laughed, "Maybe after a while, Voldemort will regret applying the name magic that he was once proud of."

Although it is impossible for Kyle to chase Voldemort and Snape to Nurmengard, this does not mean that he will do nothing.

Taking advantage of Voldemort's escape this time, he could just put into practice his conjecture about name magic a few years ago...that is, whether Voldemort could clearly hear every voice that called his name.

Kyle would definitely not be able to complete this experiment by himself. After all, he couldn't utter the name Voldemort all the time. That would be too stupid.

But fortunately, he also has a group of like-minded friends.

After hearing his plan, Fred and George eagerly joined the team.

Then they made full use of the Weasley brothers' influence among students and their inherent strong social talents, and quickly built a team of more than fifty people in a short period of time.

These people will then be divided into several teams to ensure that someone can pronounce the three words "Voldemort" non-stop at every time period throughout the day.

As for what to add to the name, Fred is writing it.

Kyle had taken a look at it before...it was quite dirty, and the words 'constipated man' that had been pasted on the window were considered civilized terms inside.

Counting the time, the first group of people should have started by now.

Kyle thought to himself.

Opposite her, Rita Skeeter's eyes lit up. The intuition developed over many years of career told her that what Kyle was thinking must be big news that would shock the magic world.

But soon she realized that it might be related to the person who cannot even be named.

Well, she actually didn’t really want to know the news, and for a long time, the front page of the Daily Prophet would be reserved for this war.

No matter how exciting other news is, it can only be found in the corners of newspapers.

She is Rita Skeeter, and her articles can only be published on the front page. Any page turning is an insult to her professional ability.

Yes, that's it.

Rita Skeeter murmured to herself, trying to convince herself that she wasn't afraid of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.

"I think you can give it a try." Kyle suddenly said, with a bit of encouragement, "Try to curse Voldemort loudly, believe me, this is definitely a novel experience, you will not be able to stop."

"Next time, next time..." Rita Skeeter said vaguely, and changed the subject: "What did you mean by the nickname in the newspaper just now?"

"That's the nickname savior." Kyle said, "You didn't call me that in the newspaper."

"Not in this issue," Rita Skeeter said.

"What does this issue...mean?"

"The article is about step-by-step." When talking about her areas of expertise, Rita Skeeter's expression became much more serious.

"The decisive battle between the evil Dark Lord and the righteous at Hogwarts... Such a major event that can shock the entire magical world cannot be reported in one issue of the newspaper.

"As the most important first issue of the newspaper, it must first tell everyone what happened...so the content above is what I saw, without any modification, and is the complete truth."

Kyle felt unbelievable for a while, never expecting that one day he would actually hear such words from Rita Skeeter...without any modification.

"Hey, what's that expression on your face?" Rita Skeeter said dissatisfiedly: "Although this is not my area of ​​expertise, it doesn't mean I don't know how to do it. I didn't get into the Daily Prophet by relying on gossip. 》.

"Okay." Kyle smacked his lips, "I guess you're right."

"That's how it is." Rita Skeeter continued: "Contents like the nicknames you just mentioned will appear in subsequent newspapers, specifically character articles analyzing the details of the war."

"Don't worry, as my partner, you must be the most important one."

Rita Skeeter said very confidently: "I have already conceived the article, and I guarantee that you can successfully replace Harry Potter, the former savior, and become the most popular figure in the wizarding world."

"Fortunately, no, that's what I want to say..." Kyle rubbed his forehead, "It doesn't matter if you report on me, but don't give me any nicknames in the article, especially the savior."

"Why?" Rita Skeeter didn't understand.

"This is a rare opportunity to make your name known throughout the wizarding world. If someone else defeated the man who cannot even be named, even if they just cast a spell from a distance, they would be eager to put all the titles on themselves."

"In addition, this kind of reputation is also very useful, especially after you replaced the savior, it is almost like having one foot in the office of the Minister of Magic."

"But I don't want to go to the Minister of Magic's office. There is really nothing special there." Kyle stopped in front of a huge fruit painting and skillfully reached out to scratch the big pear on it.

The pear made a squeaking laugh and turned into a door handle in Rita Skeeter's surprised eyes.

Kyle pushed open the door and walked into the Hogwarts kitchen at the back. Many house elves were busy, but when they saw Kyle, they all rushed over.

"It's an honor to see you again, Mr. Kyle." A white-bearded elf said respectfully.

"Why do I feel that you have become more polite?" As a Hufflepuff, he would come to the kitchen almost every once in a while, so he was naturally familiar with the house elves here.

Kyle in front of him was very familiar, was he considered the... head chef here?

Kyle didn't know if these house elves had positions such as leaders, but that was probably what he meant. He was the oldest and his words were still very effective.

"You drove away the evil wizard and saved Hogwarts." The elf's voice trembled, "... and saved our jobs."

Kyle's eyes were erratic, saving jobs and the like, it didn't sound like something worthy of praise.

But he also knew that there were not so many twists and turns in the world of house elves, and they really thanked when they said thank you,

"You helped too, didn't you?" Kyle said, "But now I'm a little hungry, can you help me get one... two lunches?"

"Of course, sir, it's our honor." The house elf screamed and ran away.

"Is this... the kitchen of Hogwarts?" Rita Skeeter looked around curiously.

"As you can see." Kyle said, "Don't you know? I thought you had already figured out all these secrets when you were in school."

"What kind of secret is the Hogwarts kitchen? Even if I hadn't joined the Daily Prophet at that time, I didn't want to waste time on such things.

"No one cares what the Hogwarts kitchen looks like... They would rather know whether the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is a killer, a smuggler, or a member of the Mental Magic Damage Department from St. Mungo's."

"Mental Magic Damage..." Kyle looked at her in surprise, "Was your Defense Against the Dark Arts class so exciting back then?"

"Hasn't this course always been like this?" Rita Skeeter said as a matter of course.

Kyle had no way to refute it.

"But do you really want to miss this opportunity to be the savior? "Rita Skeeter wanted to persuade him again.

The main reason was that the topic of the true or false savior was too attractive, and it would be a pity to give it up like this.

And the content she planned to report later was basically centered around the new savior.

Kyle suddenly quit, and she had to rethink a new article... For someone who was used to using a shorthand quill, this was not an easy task.

"I'm sure." Kyle said, "If you want to write, just write my name directly, without adding those messy nicknames."

"Why? !" Rita Skeeter still couldn't figure out why someone could give up such a great honor without changing his face.

"As I said just now, I don't want to move to the minister's office, and I don't mean to overthrow Amelia Bones.

"So this so-called savior's honor is of no use to me, and... forget it, that's all."

I don't know if it's a habit, but when it comes to the savior, Kyle can't help but think of Harry.

This also makes the nickname of "Savior" a little bit... just silly?

I feel that if you go out with this title, your IQ may be suppressed, which is a bit dangerous.

Rita Skeeter wanted to say something else.

Fortunately, at this time, the house elf who had just left came back at a faster speed and placed plates of fried pork chops, pies, and roasted beef legs on the small stone table in front of Kyle.

If the stone table couldn't hold it, he would pile it on other plates... Kyle realized that he only wanted a lunch, but what he had in front of him was enough for a college to hold a banquet.

"Enough, really enough." Kyle hurriedly stopped the elf who was still moving things.

"Ah? Is this enough?"

"This is not just a little." Kyle muttered.

...

Because the house elf was a little too enthusiastic, Kyle and Rita Skeeter quickly finished lunch and left the kitchen.

"What are you going to do next?" Kyle looked at Rita Skeeter in the corridor and asked.

"What else can I do?" Rita Skeeter said unhappily, "Of course I'll modify the article for tomorrow."

"Remember to highlight other people more." Kyle said, "It's best to make it as real as today's."

Rita Skeeter's eyes twitched. Such a high requirement was really a bit difficult for her.

Not editing it a little bit, adding some personal touches to the article and publishing it... This kind of thing is enough once, and it will affect her personal style if it happens too many times.

"Forget it, just don't be too exaggerated." Seeing her tangled look, Kyle didn't insist any more, anyway, it was not a big deal.

"By the way, do you have any news from the Ministry of Magic?"

"No." Rita Skeeter shook her head.

Her eyes and attention have always been on Hogwarts, so she naturally doesn't know the situation at the Ministry of Magic.

"What do you want to know? Maybe I can help you. I can find out everything." Rita Skeeter said confidently: "And it's all free, just consider it as a thank you for giving me that camera."

"Ah, forget it if you don't know, there's no need to be so troublesome," Kyle said, directly rejecting her proposal.

"I'm just going to the Ministry of Magic later, and I'm just asking by the way."

"You're going to the Ministry of Magic?"

"Yes, the letter sent by the Minister."

"Then you better be careful." Rita Skeeter said.

"What does this mean?" Kyle pointed to the dense crowd around him, "I am now considered a half-hero. The Ministry of Magic can't possibly lock me up as a Death Eater."

"That's impossible, unless Bones wants to step down." Rita Skeeter said, "I mean, they should want to use you."

"Use me?"

"To be precise, they use your reputation to speak for the Ministry of Magic, which will make people subconsciously think that you are on their side. This is also the best way to restore the credibility of the Ministry of Magic after the war..."

Rita Skeeter said, "And this is not the first time the Ministry of Magic has done this. For example, Cornelius Fudge likes to use Dumbledore's name to achieve his own goals."

"Yeah, I know," Kyle nodded. He thought of Cornelius Fudge, who ran to Hogwarts in the middle of the night when he was still in office, and more than once.

But this time the situation is different.

"It doesn't matter even if it's as you said..."

"It's also a good thing to let the Ministry of Magic restore its credibility and due capabilities as soon as possible. I'm happy to help with this."

"Then I have nothing to say." Rita Skeeter stared at Kyle, a little confused for a moment.

She could see that Kyle and Dumbledore had completely different personalities, and he was not the kind of person who didn't care about his reputation.

But even so, he could give up the opportunity to become famous in the magic world without hesitation, and even did not reject using his fame to help the Ministry of Magic.

I can't figure it out, I really can't figure it out.

Rita Skeeter sighed, didn't say anything more, and didn't want to go deeper.

Although Kyle's current actions completely meet the characteristics of her target selection... famous, popular, and strange behavior.

But she never thought of investigating Kyle.

It's not because of the fragile cooperative relationship between the two, but because she thought she had seen the real Kyle.

As the only person who recorded the war, Rita Skeeter had been observing the situation on the battlefield, especially Kyle.

So she saw with her own eyes the scene of Kyle releasing hundreds of biting cabbages, and also saw Kyle controlling the Fiendfyre to surround hundreds of Death Eaters and kill them with Voldemort's hands.

Rita Skeeter saw all of this, but she didn't say it, nor did she write it in the newspaper, and even helped to conceal some of it.

Because at a certain moment, she had already put Kyle and Voldemort in the same position, belonging to the kind of people who must not be provoked.

Only picking soft persimmons... This is also the principle that Rita Skeeter can live to this day.

After all, who is so good at using the Fiendfyre so skillfully.

Fiendfyre, who is famous for being irritable and disorderly and uncontrollable, can be molded into various shapes by Kyle like kneading mud.

She even suspected that Kyle's means of controlling Fiendfyre were more advanced than Voldemort's.

In addition to Fiendfyre, the fire dragon flying in the sky also seemed to be related to Kyle.

Fortunately, the two of them are in a cooperative relationship for the time being. Rita Skeeter doesn't mind helping Kyle a little to deepen their friendship within her ability.

"Oh, by the way." Kyle suddenly said, "When the next issue of the newspaper is published, can you give me a GG? It doesn't need a good position, just a corner will do."

"GG?" Rita Skeeter hesitated for only a second and agreed, "No problem, but you have to give me a photo of the promotional items in advance."

"This... may not be finished yet." Kyle thought of Fred who was still thinking hard about writing sentences. The parchment in front of him was quite large, and it was estimated that he would not be able to finish writing until the evening. "

"Wait a little longer, I will send you the flyer later, and you can publish it according to the content above. "

"Okay, no problem. "Rita Skeeter said, not realizing anything was wrong.

It was just a GG, what's the big deal? It can't be to provoke the Dark Lord.

The two returned to the first floor hall again.

Kyle looked around the hall carefully, but didn't find any trace of Connor.

She was probably still in Professor McGonagall's office.

Fred and George were sitting there with serious faces, flipping through books and looking for information. From a distance, they looked like good students who were studying hard.

"Tsk."

Kyle pouted, turned around and left the hall, heading for the Ministry of Magic.

As Rita Skeeter said, Amelia Bones really wanted him to help save the Ministry of Magic, whose reputation had plummeted.

There was no way. Almost half of the staff were controlled and replaced by Death Eaters, but the Minister of Magic was not aware of it at all... I don't know who told this matter, which directly made a large number of wizards furious, and even surpassed the joy of defeating Voldemort.

When Amelia Bones returned to the Ministry of Magic, she did not receive flowers and applause, but roaring letters from all directions.

It is no exaggeration to say that this oversight was enough to make Amelia step down more than a dozen times. It was only because she made timely remedies and helped win the war that she was not driven away on the spot.

The only thing she can do now is to pin her hopes on Kyle to see if she can restore her plummeting support rate... No, it should be said that it can restore the credibility of the Ministry of Magic in people's hearts.

Kyle was also very cooperative. Except for some issues of principle, he basically did not refuse anything else and readily accepted the interview arranged by Bones at the Ministry of Magic.

The other party was also from the Daily Prophet, but not Rita Skeeter, but a wizard that he had never seen before.

Not only had he never seen her before, but she was also not famous, so the content of this conversation would not appear on the front page.

...

A few hours later, Kyle left the room.

Amelia Bones was already waiting outside in advance.

To be honest, since Amelia became the minister, Kyle had never seen her so enthusiastic about him, which was already considered caring.

"Like we said before, Minister Bones." Kyle naturally knew what she wanted to ask, glanced at the person from the Daily Prophet behind him, and then said:

"I think this time the Death Eaters replaced the staff, which was a well-planned plan by Voldemort. They used the sophisticated Imperius Curse to control the director, and then influenced the people in lower positions little by little.

"At that time, we were busy dealing with the main force of the Death Eaters and Voldemort, so it was inevitable that we neglected other aspects."

"Ah, yes, that's right. "Bones immediately nodded in agreement and said, "We really shouldn't have been focusing on Voldemort and ignoring other aspects.

"Fortunately, we finally stopped Voldemort's plan to attack Hogwarts in time, otherwise I really don't know how to face everyone."

While she was talking, there was a swish sound behind her, which was the automatic feather pen writing.

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