Chapter 836: big golden bird

Chapter 836: big golden bird

Chapter 836 The Big Golden Bird

As a magical vehicle dedicated to serving wizards, the Knight Bus has nothing to say in terms of price and efficiency, but its experience is somewhat unsatisfactory.

Kyle had to hold on to the armrest next to his seat as much as possible to prevent himself from being thrown away by the sudden huge inertia.

This double-decker bus is like a husky running wild on the street. You never know which road it will appear on in the next second. It may be in a small alley that is only big enough for one person to pass, or it may be completely undeveloped. stone road. Or jump over someone else’s roof.

 What stands out is the efficiency. As long as you can take a shortcut, you can still walk hard when there is no road.

Finally, before Kyle could spit out his breakfast, the car stopped.

 “Godric’s Hollow!” The conductor’s cheerful voice came from in front of her, and it was clear that she really liked this job.

Kyle walked quickly off the bus. If he could, he really didn't want to experience it again.

 When the door closed, Kyle heard the conductor's voice again.

“Next stop is Diagon Alley, we have another guest.”

 The double-decker bus flashed in the air for a few times and then disappeared.

Kyle stood there, calming down his churning stomach.

At this time, the effect of Polyjuice Potion gradually disappeared. Black hair grew again on his sparse head, and Kyle returned to his own appearance.

The time was just right. If it had been a little later, he would have taken a second sip of the Polyjuice Potion, but in the bumpy situation at that time, Kyle was really not sure whether he would spit out the potion he just drank. .

 A few minutes later, he turned and walked into Godric's Hollow.

Different from what I remembered, Godric's Hollow at this time still seemed to be a place where only wizards lived. The buildings I saw were all of various shapes and sizes, but there were no normal houses.

Kyle passed by a building that was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, like a big umbrella, and then followed a huge roller waterwheel-shaped house and entered the interior of the valley.

 First of all, he needed to find Dumbledore's home. He had inquired about this before coming. It was located in the south of the valley, near Bathilda Bagshot's house. They used to be neighbors.

Although Kyle had been to Bathilda's house before, it was a hundred years later, and the surrounding environment was so different now. Kyle walked around the valley several times and spent a long time. Found the two-story building.

Bathilda's home is not much different from what she remembers, except that it looks much newer. There are no vines on the walls that affect the appearance. It is blue, and the red roof is also eye-catching.

Although the garden is not big, it is well taken care of. It is full of rue flowers, and you can smell a faint fragrance from a long distance away. There is also a small bird bath in the middle of the garden, which attracts many birds. Classes parked around, chattering very lively.

 It can be seen that the owner of the house likes this place very much and keeps everything in order.

In fact, Kyle had seen this place from the beginning, but he subconsciously felt that he had remembered the wrong way... This was so different from the dark and secluded Bagshot House in his memory, which was the filming location of natural horror movies after dark.

 It wasn't until he walked around in a full circle, visiting all possible places, that there was really no other place to go, that he returned here again.

　　When he arrived, a witch who looked to be in her twenties was driving away the goblins in the garden while throwing a tantrum at a window on the second floor.

"I knew they were going to expel you sooner or later. Look at the things you did. Who would do such dangerous magic experiments in school... Hey, Gellert, I'm talking to you. Even if it's just out of To be polite, you should also look at me, not to mention that I am still your great-aunt."

 “I hear you, you don’t have to keep reminding me of this.”

 A somewhat helpless voice came from upstairs, and then, a golden head poked out of the window.

“You don’t look much older than me. In fact, I prefer the name aunt to aunt. It sounds younger, right?”

The boy upstairs looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old, a little younger than Dumbledore at this time. Although he was a little immature, he was very handsome.

 Judging from the title just now, this person should be Gellert Grindelwald.

His hair is long and draped over his shoulders. It is a beautiful golden color that sparkles in the sun, making him look like a big bird squatting on the windowsill.

“Don’t think I will believe your sweet words, Gellert, I tell you, these are of no use to me, not at all.”

　　Even though she said this, young Bathilda Bagshot did not notice that her voice was much softer than before.

“Don’t change the subject, why are you doing those dangerous black magic experiments in school, when the school will be on vacation in just a few days.

“As a result, I have been expelled from school and can’t even get a diploma.”

“Certificate, ha, I don’t need that kind of thing to prove myself.”

 Gellert Grindelwald said nonchalantly, "And good ideas will only appear at a certain moment. I don't have the patience to wait a few more days."

"Since you don't care about the certificate, why did you come to me for refuge?" Bathilda asked.

"I'm not here to take refuge, but aunt, I don't think now is the time to say this." Grindelwald raised his eyebrows and looked at Kyle standing on the roadside. "You seem to have guests arriving."

 “Guest?” Bathilda Bagshot turned around and saw Kyle as well.

Out of politeness, she washed her muddy hands in the bird bath before walking over and asking:

 “Who are you and why are you standing in front of my house?”

“Ah, sorry.” Kyle said with embarrassment. He was so absorbed in what he was listening to that he subconsciously stopped. He didn’t expect to be discovered so soon.

“Actually, I’m here for a trip.” Kyle quickly thought of the reason and said, “I want to ask if there is any place nearby that can provide accommodation.”

 “Travel?” Bathilda frowned, “What is there to see in this place.”

"There is still one. After all, it is the place where Godric Gryffindor was born. As a member of Hogwarts, I have long wanted to visit."

 “You know this is where Gryffindor was born?”

 Inexplicably, Bathilda's eyes lit up, and her whole body suddenly became excited.

"Is there anything strange?" Kyle couldn't help but take a small step back. "Isn't this something everyone knows? This place is called Godric's Hollow, and Gryffindor is also called Godric."

"No, no, no, not many people know." Bathilda shook her finger, "Now most people think that this is the place where Gryffindor met Ravenclaw, and few people know that this is the place where he was born. .

"You must have read a lot of books on the history of magic before you found this. I guess you must have read "Across the Muddy Valley" and "Wizards of the Tenth Century".

 “Hmm…well…” Kyle laughed twice.

 In fact, he had never heard of these two books. The only one he had read was "A History of Magic."

Including the origin of the name Godric's Hollow, it is the above content, and it is the content of the first class of the first grade, so these things are no different from common sense to him.

 But Kyle suddenly realized that "A History of Magic" was the work of Bathilda Bagshot, and at this point in time, this book had not yet been written.

"Ah, yes, I have seen it." Kyle could only say bravely.

“So you are also a student who likes the history of magic?” Bathilda looked more enthusiastic.

“I also like the history of magic. I think it is very interesting to rediscover the stories hidden in time. This is why I moved here.”

"I'm sorry that it's hard for me to understand your preferences, aunt." Grindelwald's voice came from upstairs again, "Magic is the most charming. Things like history should be left in the past."        Shut up. , Gellert, or I will send you back," Bathilda said viciously, like an angry fire dragon.

 Under the threat of the fire dragon, the golden bird immediately closed his beak.

“Sorry, child.” Bathilda turned her head and smiled again, “Don’t worry, he is Gellert Grindelwald, my grandnephew and a student of Durmstrang.

“I think you must know that the people in that school are a group of idiots who like to use their muscles to dominate their bodies. They cannot understand the charm of history at all.”

 “I’m not, I’m fired!” Grindelwald corrected.

"Don't you think this is a very honorable thing?" cried Bathilda.

“At least I’m not a fool.” Grindelwald said with a smile. He jumped down from the window sill and landed firmly on the ground.

 “Are you really a student of history?” He looked Kyle up and down.

To be honest, Kyle's back was already sweating.

In his original plan, he would not contact anyone in Godric's Hollow, just wait quietly for Dumbledore.

Diagon Alley doesn't matter, that place is far enough away and has little to do with his plan. As long as he doesn't do anything too exaggerated...such as releasing a basilisk to massacre the entire street, anything else will be slowly diluted by time.

This is also his advantage, because there was no second Kyle a hundred years ago. In a sense, he is a person of this era.

But Godric's Hollow is different. Everyone here is a monster. The most troublesome among them are Grindelwald and Dumbledore. It is difficult for Kyle to guarantee that his excuses will be able to deceive them.

Moreover, they were the protagonists of the next few decades and had a huge influence. It was too risky to get in touch with them.

However, at this point, it was definitely impossible to leave. Kyle could only bite the bullet and said: "Yes, I do like the history of magic."

 “Then do you know where Durmstrang is?” Grindelwald squinted his eyes.

"Gellert." Bathilda frowned, "You..."

"It's okay, Auntie." Grindelwald shook his head and said, "I don't think he is very old. He should be a student. Since he is a student, he must be interested in other magic schools."

"Ah, that's right. I don't know the specific location." Kyle thought for a while and said, "But I know that the school is in Northern Europe, a very cold place, and the school uniform also includes a fur cloak."

"You are right, it is indeed cold in that place, but is that all?" Grindelwald raised his eyebrows.

“I am actually more interested in goblins than in magic school.” Kyle continued: “I have been studying the history of the goblin rebellion in school.”

 Bathilda's eyes brightened.

"Elves, rebellion...I'm also interested in it. Can you tell me about it?" Grindelwald asked.

"I found Hogsmeade." Kyle said: "There is a place there, which was their former headquarters, but it is now in an abandoned state. I tried to find the remaining traces inside, but was blocked. Kicked out."

 Grindelwald looked at Bathilda, as if he wanted to ask for confirmation, but found that she had become extremely excited.

“If it’s the history of the goblin rebellion, I also recommend you to go to the Bakor ruins. That’s where the goblin Bakor first decided to launch a rebellion. Many useful traces were left there, and their weapons foundry is also there.”

“It seems I have a goal for my next stop.” Kyle said.

 Grindelwald suddenly smiled, looked at Bathilda, and said with a bit of ridicule: "I always thought you were the only one who liked such boring things, but I didn't expect that there were other people who also liked it."

 “Be polite.”

"Oh, I'm sorry." Grindelwald said sincerely: "Although I don't understand, I respect your preferences and sincerely wish you can achieve what you want."

 He bowed slightly, then turned around and returned to the room, not caring about Kyle anymore.

He was also worried that Bathilda had been deceived when he came here. After all, at the first sight of Kyle, he felt that this person was not serious and he was also invisible.

But now it seems that he was overly worried. Bathilda's performance told him that that person did know the history of magic very well.

 Perhaps it is a preference only for British wizards.

 As for a person who likes the history of magic, in his opinion, it does not deserve too much attention.

After Grindelwald left, Kyle also breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, at this time, Grindelwald's eyes were all about magic research. In his opinion, he might be no different from the gnomes in the garden.

 Bathilda was very enthusiastic. It was rare to see someone who also liked the history of magic. She pulled Kyle and talked about a lot, from the goblin rebellion to the giant war.

Relying on the knowledge points he read in "History of Magic", Kyle was able to talk a few words. As for the content that was not in the book, he just said that he had not paid attention to it.

  In any case, he set up his own character as a sixth-year student at Hogwarts. His experience was limited to that here, and it was normal for him not to know much.

 In other words, it would be suspicious if he really knew everything.

Unknowingly, it was already noon. The enthusiastic Bathilda invited him to have lunch, but Kyle refused.

 Just kidding, it was already troublesome after just two conversations. How could he have lunch with Grindelwald?

Seeing Kyle's resolute attitude, Bathilda was disappointed, but she didn't insist anymore.

"Okay, but I have to say that Gellert is indeed an expelled student, but he is still a very enthusiastic person at heart, and he is sunny and cheerful, which is not what you think."

Bathilda thought that Kyle just didn’t want to have too much contact with a person who was expelled from school, so she helped to explain a few words.

She likes Grindelwald very much, and naturally she doesn’t want others to look at him through colored glasses.

"No, you misunderstood." Kyle shook his head quickly and said, "I have an elder who was also expelled from school, but this does not prevent him from becoming an excellent magical zoologist in the future."

 “Also from Hogwarts?” Bathilda asked curiously: “Do I know him?”

“I don’t think he knows him.” Kyle shook his head and said vaguely, “He is not in the UK at the moment. Maybe you will know him in the future.

“Just like what Mr. Grindelwald said just now, some people don’t need a diploma to prove themselves.”

“That’s great if you think so.” Bathilda said happily: “So where are you going now? Do you need help?”

“Let’s find a place to stay before night,” Kyle said. “I may have to stay here for a few days, looking for any traces of Gryffindor that may exist.”

Kyle originally wanted to leave directly so that he could get rid of Grindelwald more easily.

 But he soon thought that he would most likely not stay in the same place, and it would only be more troublesome if he was discovered.

"Where to stay... you can go to the Valley Bar." Bathilda thought for a while, pointed in a direction, and said: "It is at the lowest point of the valley, where accommodation can be provided at a reasonable price and the environment is good.

“You can tell me your name when you arrive. If that old guy Johnson can’t give you a satisfactory discount, I will throw his treasured oak barrels into the lake.”

 (End of this chapter)