Chapter 938 Rita Skeeter's Gift

"Thank God, I was not mistaken..."

Kyle and Connor had just reached the stairs and had not yet had time to go to the kitchen when they saw Professor McGonagall walking towards them in a hurry with a relieved look on her face.

"Professor McGonagall, what happened?" Kyle first took a quick look around.

It was very quiet, no screaming or cries for help, so it shouldn't be Voldemort calling in again.

"It's about the Ministry of Magic." Professor McGonagall came over and said, "They want you to go to the Ministry of Magic as soon as possible."

"Go to the Ministry of Magic?" Kyle asked in confusion, "Why, can't they come to Hogwarts to talk?"

"Bones didn't say." Professor McGonagall shook her head, "But she just sent an owl to deliver the message. It shouldn't be an urgent matter. You can think about it and talk about it when you are free."

"Oh, here..." She took out a letter from her pocket and handed it to Kyle, "This was originally for you, but the owl responsible for delivering the letter seemed to have lost its way, so it fell into my hands."

Kyle took the letter and was not too surprised when Professor McGonagall said the owl was lost.

Because this isn't the first time this has happened.

Maybe it was because of the alchemical mist, but whenever he was in the garden, the owls would fly around him, a bit like a Fidelius spell.

Of course, the effect of the Alchemical Mist is definitely not as good as the Fidelius Charm, and it can only affect those novice owls.

For some experienced messengers, this is just a small obstacle in their work, no big deal, and they will quickly find the right way.

However, when this happens, it is usually Rodan who comes forward. He will stand outside the cabin, determine who is the owl delivering the letter to Kyle, and then lead them the way.

It's just that now Rodan has gone somewhere else and is not here.

Kyle opened the envelope and unfolded the parchment inside.

The content above was not long. Apart from the useless greetings and small talk, the rest was almost exactly the same as what Professor McGonagall said... which was to ask Kyle to go to the Ministry of Magic as soon as possible.

"I see, Professor McGonagall." Kyle folded the letter and put it in his pocket.

"Tell us if you need help." Professor McGonagall said with a smile, "If you don't want to go, that's fine. I can refuse Bones."

"How can you refuse this?" Kyle raised his eyebrows.

"Why not?" said Professor McGonagall, "You defeated Voldemort and disrupted his plan to occupy Hogwarts. He will definitely not let you go.

"Under such circumstances, it is definitely safer to stay in Hogwarts. I believe Bones will understand... After all, she also saw that Voldemort is not dead."

"That's it."

Kyle thought for a moment, "It's okay, Professor McGonagall, I'll go, but not now..." He added, "The most important thing now is to have lunch. Connor hasn't eaten for almost a day."

"Miss Prince?" Professor McGonagall noticed Connor who was following Kyle. "I heard everything about you from Sirius. I'm so glad you're okay. How are you feeling? Do you need to go see Poppy again?

"But she may not have the antidote to the water of life and death. Perhaps you should go find Slughorn."

"Oh, and the potions you brought with you. They saved many people. Since this morning, people have asked me to express my gratitude to you..."

I don't know what happened, but Professor McGonagall suddenly seemed like a different person and became a little talkative.

She said a lot of nonsense, even complaining about the weather outside... Normally, she wouldn't say such useless things, especially since she seemed quite busy now.

Just think about it, the Death Eaters' attack had just ended and the school suffered heavy losses. Even the castle that was protected by special magic was riddled with holes by hundreds of spells.

In this situation, Professor McGonagall, as the acting headmaster, naturally cannot sit idle.

But she still said a lot, and if Connor hadn't interrupted her, she might have continued.

"I'm fine now, Professor McGonagall." Connor said with a smile, "And I didn't help much in this battle. Providing potions is the best I can do."

"Who told you that you didn't help?" Professor McGonagall's tone changed. "Bill told me that you saved at least two people in the Astronomy Tower and stopped more than a dozen Death Eaters who wanted to climb the tower. How can you say you didn't help?"

Professor McGonagall spoke in a hurried tone, as if she was afraid that Connor would not believe her, and she also brought up Bill.

But what she said was right. Connor fainted and left the scene after Snape joined the battle.

Before Snape showed up, she had been fighting alongside everyone in the Astronomy Tower.

It's just... Professor McGonagall's reaction was a bit too much.

"Professor." Kanna looked at Professor McGonagall, who was hesitant and wanted to say something, and said with a smile: "Just say whatever you want to say, it's okay."

"Was it so obvious?" Professor McGonagall frowned, then sighed, "Well, I just hope you don't think too much, Connor."

"You are a good child, and that traitor... I'm sorry, what I meant was that you are different from Severus Snape. What he did has nothing to do with you. You shouldn't punish yourself for his things. It's not worth it.

"Also, if you hear any rumors, don't take them seriously. You can just leave it to the professors to handle."

"Of course, Professor," Kanna said with a smile.

If it was before, Professor McGonagall's words might have played some role, but now... well, it is also useful now. At least the feeling of being valued and cared for makes Connor feel comfortable.

But before that, she already knew the truth, and knew that Snape did not betray everyone, so naturally she would not feel sad.

As for other people's opinions... these are the least important to Kanna, and she would never have any intersection with those people.

"Professor McGonagall, I..."

"Professor McGonagall, I've already said something similar to Connor." Kyle took a step forward and interrupted what Connor was about to say.

Kanna looked at Kyle, as if she had thought of something, and nodded subconsciously, "Yes, Professor McGonagall, Kyle talked a lot, and I am hungry."

"That's good, that's good." Professor McGonagall looked at the two of them, especially Connor, and didn't feel relieved until she was sure that she was not forcing a smile.

"Aren't you guys going to have lunch? Why don't you go to the auditorium?"

"There are too many people," said Connor, "and most of them are wizards we don't know. It feels a bit noisy."

"And," Kyle added, "If I show up in the Great Hall at this time, I might not be able to have a good lunch. I really should have brought Harry here."

"Potter?" Professor McGonagall blinked, not understanding what Harry Potter had to do with this.

"If I can push him out to attract fire, maybe I can have some peace and quiet for a while." Kyle spread his hands, "I have to say, the title of savior is still very useful."

"So you're going to find Potter now?" Professor McGonagall looked at Kyle helplessly.

"No, it's not." Kyle shook his head, "We are just going to change the place to have lunch. After all, besides letting Harry go out to attract fire, I can also take the initiative to avoid them.

"Well... the kitchen is a good place. We just planned to have lunch there. Not only is the place big enough, but we can also order food there. It's much more convenient than in the auditorium."

"Hogwarts kitchen..." Professor McGonagall frowned, not quite agreeing with Kyle's words.

True, there were no other wizards in the kitchen, but there were house-elves;

Given the enthusiasm of house-elves, they would come and ask you what you need every few seconds...it would be impossible to eat in peace.

Don't ask Professor McGonagall how she knew that.

Probably a few years ago, she went to the kitchen to convey the news that Dumbledore wanted to hold a dinner party. It only took a few minutes from the time she entered the door to the time she left, and her arms were stuffed with biscuits, bacon and cakes.

In a sense, the house-elves were even more enthusiastic than the wizards in the hall.

"Kanna, come with me." Professor McGonagall said directly, "The school kitchen can deliver the food directly to the professor's office. I also have a lot to tell you."

"Well, okay." Connor agreed without hesitation and followed Professor McGonagall.

"Wait, Professor McGonagall, what about me?" Kyle stood there and pointed at himself, "Aren't you going to invite me to your office?"

"I'm sorry..." Professor McGonagall turned around, "But I think you should go to the Great Hall now. Those wizards have come from far away places just to see the two saviors. I don't think you should disappoint them."

"Savior... no problem." Kyle blinked, "I'll go find Harry right away."

"Note that I just said two saviors." Professor McGonagall repeated: "One is Potter, and the other is you, Kyle.

"Those are some very famous wizards. They came from far away just to see the man who defeated Voldemort. I think this is a very reasonable request."

"You can go and have a look. It will be good for you." Professor McGonagall added before taking Connor away.

Kyle looked at their backs and rubbed his forehead.

Of course he knew what Professor McGonagall meant. He defeated Voldemort. Although there was a lot of water in this, many people didn't know it. They only saw Voldemort being defeated and escaping from Hogwarts in disgrace.

Then they gave the credit to Kyle.

If he spends more time with wizards during this period, he will be able to quickly increase his reputation in the wizarding world.

Fame is sometimes very useful. This is a rare opportunity, so Professor McGonagall naturally didn't want Kyle to miss it.

But she didn't force Kyle to go.

Since the moment Voldemort escaped, Kyle's name had spread throughout the wizarding world, and contacting those wizards was just icing on the cake.

Useful, but not much.

It depends on Kyle's personal wishes.

Of course, Kyle would not go. What would happen if he went? Could he become Minister of Magic? Or Headmaster of Hogwarts?

Will not work.

His age is there. Unless he can kill Voldemort in a victorious state in front of everyone, there is only a slight possibility.

Since he couldn't become a minister or a principal, Kyle certainly had no interest in it, so he simply went to the basement corridor alone and walked towards the kitchen.

But just as he arrived at the corridor of the Hufflepuff common room...

"Big news, really big news!"

A trembling voice suddenly came from behind, almost scaring Kyle.

It was a beetle flying in the air, expanding rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a witch wearing flower-framed glasses.

"Rita Skeeter?" Kyle looked at her. "I thought you were supposed to be preparing for tomorrow's Daily Prophet."

"Today to be exact. Newspaper owls will soon appear in every place where there are wizards."

Rita Skeeter corrected her, “We can’t wait until tomorrow to publish something this big, or we’ll definitely be scolded.”

"So you've been back to the newspaper office?"

"Of course, I already had the content for the front page ready after you defeated He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named."

Rita Skeeter raised her neck and said confidently.

Although the content she reported was some gossip about famous wizards and was therefore known to everyone, it did not mean that her professional ability was poor.

Quite the contrary, no one understands the front page better than Rita Skeeter.

When Voldemort left Hogwarts, a newspaper that was enough to shock the entire wizarding world had already come out.

The reason they took so long to come back was that they wanted to print as many newspapers as possible.

"And this." Rita Skeeter pulled out a camera. "I want to buy it. Just name a price. I won't bargain if I can afford it."

It records the greatest achievements of her career, and if she could, Rita Skeeter would like to keep it forever.

She was even prepared to lose everything.

"Give it to you."

"..."

"what?"

"What? Didn't you hear me?" Kyle said again, "It's just a camera anyway. I'm giving it to you. Consider it my promotion gift to you in advance... Maybe I'll need you to publish an article in the future."

As the reporter who covered the Death Eaters and the final battle at Hogwarts, Rita Skeeter's fame was assured.

So it makes sense to give a promotion gift in advance.

However, Rita Skeeter was not a novice who knew nothing. She knew that Kyle knew very well what this camera meant to her.

Giving it directly to himself means that the price of this camera is not Galleons, but something else, and the promotion gift is just an excuse.

As for what that thing was, Kyle had already made it very clear.

"Thank you."

Rita Skeeter hesitated for only a second before putting the camera away again.