Hogwarts Shippuden

There was quite a stir in the auditorium when Kyle took his seat on the faculty seat.

All the students are discussing and speculating about Kyle's identity.

What is the relationship between him and Professor Dumbledore?

Why did Professor Dumbledore show him in the auditorium with him?

And he dined with the professors?

As a party, Kyle didn't care about the discussions of those students at all. He knew that his appearance was really strange, but he couldn't care so much about it.

You must know that he just came from New York, USA, and now his biological clock should be accurate at three in the morning.

Earlier, he was in a warehouse with a group of gangsters who sold laundry detergent.

When I finally got home, before I had time to get a late-night snack, I was told by Dumbledore that you were the son of a criminal, and now a group of magical policemen are chasing you, and then they were taken across the Atlantic to avoid being pursued.

The nightlife is really colorful this evening.

He is so hungry now that he thinks he can eat 46 bowls of Yile Ramen.

Kyle ravaged the dining table like a starving ghost. After a while, the process of the food on the plate being destroyed and then reappearing has been repeated four or five times.

He is now Kyle Payne Six Paths Hungry Ghost Path Grindelwald.

Several other people at the table stopped and cast curious glances at Kyle, it seems that they want to know how much this child can eat.

When the food on the plate was wiped out for the eighth time, Kyle finally stopped with a burp.

However, his eyes remained on the dining table, searching for something.

At this time, a hand reached out from the side and handed him a glass of pumpkin juice.

"Thank you." Kyle turned his head and saw that the owner of the hand was a professor with long black hair, hooked nose, and sallow skin, "How should I call you?"

"Just call me Professor Snape."

"Professor Snape." Kyle's attitude was very respectful.

Then he waited for a long time, and he didn't wait for the slightest response, so he couldn't help but say: "Is it just Snape? Like, Adele...or, Aristotle...Drake? Beau No? Umm?"

How can this bear child be so nonsense?

Snape's unchanging cold face twitched, and after holding it for a long time, he spat out a name from his teeth, "Severus Snape."

On the other side of the teacher's chair, Dumbledore looked at Kyle, who "had a good chat" with Snape, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Looks like he and Severus get along well, which surprises me."

Hearing Dumbledore's words, a tall witch followed his line of sight, and through the lenses of the square glasses, she saw Kyle's pair of eyes that were the same as Gellert Grindelwald's.

Minerva McGonagall, the vice-principal of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, said with a smile: "It seems that his Potions grades shouldn't be bad."

"I think he should inherit his father's excellent talent, and it will be better than his father."

Dumbledore silently added in his heart: His father was not as good at eating as he was.

...

All the food on the table disappeared, marking the end of meal time.

Kyle stood up, his flat stomach couldn't tell that he had just eaten at least five or six adults.

"professor……"

Before he could ask the question, Dumbledore answered his doubts: "I think you should go to sleep now, and when you wake up, I will take you to Diagon Alley to buy you at Hogg Supplies Watts needs to go to school."

As a nocturnal ninja, the dark knight of New York City, Kyle felt that he had absolutely no need to make up for sleep.

Besides, because of last night's action, he had already made up for sleep during the day.

After all, he can't yawn and fight gangsters at the same time, right?

"Professor, I'm not sleepy at all now, let's go directly to Diagon Alley."

Dumbledore stared at Kyle carefully for a while, and after confirming that he was indeed in good spirits and full of energy, he nodded.

"Then let's go now."

...

After a while, Kyle and Dumbledore came to the grass outside the castle.

"Professor, can we go to Diagon Alley without that 'Mentos' magic?" Kyle raised his head and asked.

Not long ago, he was carried across the Atlantic by Dumbledore using this magic known as the Portkey.

That horrible feeling of being pulled on the belly button by the hook, it is best not to have a second experience in this life.

Dumbledore looked at Kyle with some confusion, and didn't understand why Kyle was so resistant to the way of transportation as a door key.

"Then... well. Fox!"

Following Dumbledore's call, a flame of fire appeared out of nowhere.

A magnificent, bright red bird, similar in size to a swan, with a long, gleaming tail, and long beak and claws, golden--Scottish long-tailed turkey? Drilled out of the flames.

For some reason, when he saw this phoenix named Fox, Kyle inexplicably felt that it was a little kind.

"This is Phoenix Fox and it's going to take us to Diagon Alley."

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Kyle glanced at Fox suspiciously. Can such a small one ride?

Could it be that it grabbed a person with one paw, and then dangled them both to Diagon Alley?

Phoenix Fox stood on Dumbledore's shoulders, watching Kyle's big eyes full of doubts, it felt that this human cub was thinking of something bad.

"Grab my hand."

Kyle did as he was told, and the next second, the two of them ignited a huge flame and disappeared in Hogwarts.

By the time Kyle came to his senses, they were already standing on a wide archway leading to a winding cobblestone street with no end in sight.

"Are we at Diagon Alley?" Kyle didn't even feel that he had experienced a long-distance space transfer.

The feeling of being traveled by Phoenix Fox is warm, it is higher than the door key and I don't know where it is.

"Yes, let's go get the money first."

Going out along the archway, the nearest shop to the exit is the Pattage Crucible Shop. The warm golden sun in the morning sprinkles the sun on a stack of cauldrons at the entrance of the shop, and the words on the sign above are illuminated by the sun. .

Dumbledore noticed Kyle's sight, "You don't need to use this for the time being."

No, I think I need to use it now.

Kyle's eyes focused on a copper pot, which he felt was very suitable for cooking hot pot.

You must know that it has been eleven years since he came to this world, but he has never tasted the delicacies produced by the foodie empire in his previous life.

Thinking of the spicy taste of Sichuan old hot pot, tears of nostalgia flowed from the corner of Kyle's mouth.

Wiping away his "tears", Kyle followed Dumbledore to a snow-white building towering over the surrounding shops.

A white stone staircase leads to two gleaming bronze gates, next to which stands a... goblin in a scarlet-gold uniform?

To be precise, a fairy.

The two passed through the second silver door and entered the spacious marble hall.

About a hundred goblins sat behind the long counter and made hasty registrations on the large ledger.

Some use a balance to weigh coins, and some use an eyepiece to detect gems.

"Dear Mr. Dumbledore, welcome to Gringotts. Is there anything I can do for you?" When a goblin saw Dumbledore, he immediately greeted him respectfully.

Dumbledore took out a key from his arms, "Please take us to the underground vault."

The goblin bowed to Dumbledore impeccably and led the two towards a door.

"Your father left you a considerable asset." Dumbledore and Kyle explained.