Chapter 263 The Heartless Dumbledore

The next day, Kyle came to the Burrow early in the morning and borrowed the fireplace to go to Diagon Alley.

It has to be said that anything related to dragons is not cheap, and the same goes for dragon blood. Just a small bottle cost Kyle twelve galleons, and he grinned in distress.

I thought I had found a useful reading machine, but it turned out that I still had to pay...bad review!

After coming out of the pharmacy, Kyle went to the thrift store again and happened to meet Percy coming out of the door.

He also held a book in his hand.

Because she was worried about Kyle coming to Diagon Alley alone, Mrs. Weasley asked Percy to go with her. It just so happened that he had always wanted to buy the book he saw that day.

It's the book "How Prefects Gain Power".

Since last reading this book in Diagon Alley, Percy seemed to have found a direction for the future.

Every time he closed his eyes, the "wise words" in the book would keep rolling in his mind.

And every time he scrolled, he seemed to taste new meaning.

So, in order to prevent himself from remembering incorrectly or missing some important content, Percy decided to buy the book...even if it cost all his pocket money.

Kyle looked at Percy who looked aching but couldn't put it down holding the book, and couldn't help but curiously asked: "How much did you spend."

"Nine galleons, this is all my pocket money for the next two years!" Percy said, "It was originally going to be eighteen galleons, but the shop owner saw that I didn't have that much money, so he gave me a very favorable discount. "

Kyle smacked his lips.

Books in thrift stores are basically half the price of Flourish and Blotts.

In other words, the original price of this book was thirty-six galleons...

Kyle originally thought that Lockhart's five-gallon books were expensive enough, but he didn't expect that there were even more exaggerated ones here...

Good guy, one copy is more expensive than seven!

Sure enough, Lockhart is still too young!

But Kyle didn't say anything, it wasn't him who bought it anyway.

…

This time they didn't meet any acquaintances again, and the two returned to the Burrow through the fireplace of the Leaky Cauldron.

Mrs. Weasley had just prepared breakfast, corned beef sandwiches and fried potatoes.

Percy didn't just come down to eat. After grabbing two sandwiches, he hurried upstairs to study the classics.

Kyle sat down next to Ron...who was struggling with a piece of corned beef, his face almost scrunched up.

"You're back, Kyle."

Fred across from him rubbed his chin and asked, "What did you buy in Diagon Alley?"

"Dragon blood."

Kyle took out the small bottle, and a faint fishy smell suddenly appeared around him.

"Oh, this smells so disgusting." George pinched his nose, "Put it away quickly!"

Kyle shrugged, there was no way, fresh dragon blood was like this, and the bottles given by the pharmacy were also very ordinary, and the sealing could only ensure that it would not leak. ➶➶➶➶➶➷➷➷➷➷

Putting the dragon's blood back into the leather bag, the fishy smell around him became much lighter.

"Dragon blood is not cheap." Fred asked, "Are you going to brew some magic potion?"

"No, I have other uses." Kyle shook his head, "By the way, did you read the parchment I gave you?"

"Speaking of this..." Fred suddenly stood up excitedly, "Kyle, you are really a genius!"

"The magic formula you gave me is great!"

George diligently pushed a whole plate of corned beef sandwiches in front of Kyle, "Just a small change and all the problems are solved. The magic wand is a success!"

"Don't tell me you're talking about those magic tricks again..."

At this time, Mrs. Weasley came over with a plate of sausages and looked at Fred and George with an evil expression.

"No, Mom!"

George hurriedly explained: "We are discussing ancient runes."

"That's right."

Fred also took out a piece of parchment with various symbols and formulas written on it, "We are studying the practical application of magic text arrangement. This is the homework left by Professor Babling."

Mrs. Weasley took a look and saw that the parchment was indeed written in magic script, and there were also large sections of handwriting written by the twins.

"Sorry, Fred...and George."

Mrs. Weasley filled their plates with sausages.

Fred winked at Kyle.

"It's okay...but Mom, I'm George!"

Kyle smiled, picked up the sandwich and took a bite.

I have to say that Mrs. Weasley's corned beef is really dry and tough...almost like air-dried beef.

But it still tastes good.

After breakfast, Fred came and took out his broomstick:

"Kyle, how about we go play Quidditch later."

"Cedric is back, and we can just have an academy battle."

Kyle glanced at them and decisively refused. Good guys, there is a room full of Gryffindors. Although Ginny has not been sorted yet, she probably won't be able to escape.

Forget about five versus two, there are three serious team members among them, and only fools would play college games with them.

"At worst, I'll give you Ginny." George said generously, "She hasn't been sorted yet anyway, so it will be the same wherever she goes."

"Plus Harry," Kyle said.

"Don't even think about it..."

"forget about it!"

After decisively rejecting this unfair competition, Kyle left the Burrow.

Originally, he wanted to go back to Riddle to make up for the lessons. After all, he had bought the "Dragon Blood Membership", so it couldn't be wasted.

…

But the idea ultimately failed to materialize.

It had nothing to do with Fred and the others, but mainly because Kyle had just returned to the room when a big fiery red bird suddenly flew in and landed on his shoulder.

"Fox?"

Kyle looked at the phoenix on his shoulder in surprise.

"How did you come?"

Fox fluttered his tail feathers and threw a box in front of Kyle...the same box he gave to Dumbledore before the holidays.

"Did you deliver it?"

Kyle immediately forgot about Riddle, picked up the box excitedly, and looked up and down.

"Thank you, Fawkes, where's Professor Dumbledore." Kyle said casually while checking the box.

It was okay if he didn't ask, but when he asked, Fox instantly became angry.

It made a sharp chirping sound, and its wings kept flapping, as if it was gesticulating something famous.

"You mean, he wanted to go to Austria alone to attend a magic conference... and that's why he sent you here to deliver something to me?"

Kyle frowned slightly after listening to Fox's words. If he remembered correctly, Nurmengard... seems to be near Austria...

Fox nodded and continued to flap his wings angrily, as if he was condemning some scumbag and heartless person who loves the old and hates the new.

But this was a pain for Kyle. Needless to say, the phoenix wings hit his body quite painfully.

Kyle quickly took out a handful of herbs and comforted him: "It's okay, don't be angry. Let's eat something first. They are all fresh herbs...I tell you, you are not worth being angry with that kind of person, he..."