Chapter 989 Mrs. Longbottom
Chapter 989: Mrs. Longbottom
Kyle almost forgot that Neville was also at Hogwarts.
He loved herbology so much that after graduation he applied to become an assistant teacher of herbology, and Professor Sprout agreed.
After all, Neville did have a great talent for herbs, and was especially patient when it came to taking care of those fragile plants.
As more and more plants were planted in the school greenhouse, she became busier and busier. Sometimes she had to jog to another greenhouse even when she was in class.
Having one more person to help would make her feel much more relaxed, and since Neville happened to apply, she agreed.
The salary for a teaching assistant isn't that high, so she can afford it even if the school disagrees.
Of course, the principal and the school board must have agreed.
Since we already have one teaching assistant, it doesn’t matter if we have one more.
And Hogwarts also welcomes outstanding students to stay and work...oh, except Tom Riddle.
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When Kyle found Neville in the third greenhouse, he was collecting spores from the Toadstool Cap.
This is a tedious job because it is difficult to get the jumping cap to stay there quietly.
But Neville seemed to be enjoying it, his hands and body swaying to the rhythm of the jumping mushroom hat and humming a song.
"Conjure Up a Table of Delicious Food" by the Weird Sisters is a song with a light and upbeat rhythm.
It can be seen that he enjoys doing this from the bottom of his heart, rather than treating it as a task to be completed.
"Neville..." Kyle knocked on the greenhouse door.
"I'm...Oh, Kyle, how come you have time to come here."
Neville looked up, with a look of surprise on his face, "Are you here to see Professor Sprout? She should be grading homework in the castle office right now."
"No, Neville, I'm here to see you."
"Looking for me?" Neville was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that someone would come to the greenhouse specifically to find him.
Since he stayed at Hogwarts, he had always been accompanied by Belladonna, Three-eared Grass and Venomous Geranium, and few people came to see him.
But he also enjoys it and rarely looks for others.
"Do you have time?" Kyle asked, "I want to talk to you about something very important."
"Of course, no problem." Neville came back to his senses and wiped his dirty hands on his body hurriedly, but in doing so, his clothes got dirty again.
"Excuse me, could you wait for me for a moment? I need to change my clothes."
"I know it's a little offensive, but Neville, you really should remember that you are a wizard."
Kyle took out his wand and waved it gently.
"Clean up!"
All the dust on Neville's hands disappeared, and he looked much cleaner in an instant.
"Thank you." Neville couldn't help but say, "You know, my memory has never been very good."
Neville, who was extremely reliable and brave during the war, seemed to have turned into that forgetful 'idiot' again after the war.
"where are we going?"
"How about the Three Broomsticks? I'm kind of craving some butterbeer."
"Of course you can." Neville nodded, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "But can we come back soon? I still have a lot of work to do."
"That depends on your choice." Kyle said casually.
The two came to the Three Broomsticks and ordered two drinks.
"You can tell me now." Neville took a sip of butterbeer. "Don't be shy. If you need any help from me, just ask. I will definitely help you."
"No, it's your parents' business," Kyle said.
Neville's hand holding the cup stopped in mid-air.
"I have a way to bring them back to consciousness," Kyle continued.
"boom!"
Neville stood up suddenly, and because he stood up too hard, half of the butterbeer in his hand spilled.
But Neville didn't care about that at all right now.
He just looked at Kyle like this, his whole body trembling slightly.
"You...you can make...them..."
"Don't get excited, Neville, just listen to me first." Kyle waved his hand.
The chair that had been kicked away fell back to its position behind Neville, but he did not sit on it.
It wasn't that Neville didn't want to sit, but he couldn't move.
For some reason, his legs seemed to be frozen and he couldn't move at all except standing.
Kyle didn't keep anyone in suspense and told the whole story from beginning to end.
“…That’s it.”
Half an hour later, Kyle took a sip of butterbeer and said, "I just completed this method, and it also involves Horcruxes... Of course, I will give it a new name later so that the Ministry of Magic will not have any objections.
"Of course, you are definitely qualified to know the truth, and I will not hide it. As for whether you agree or not, it depends on your decision...you, and your grandmother."
Neville looked at Kyle.
He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.
In fact, Neville wanted to agree, because it was probably the only way to bring his parents back to their senses.
But when the words of agreement came to his lips, he couldn't say them. He was hesitating.
He didn't hesitate because this method had never been used before.
Neville trusted Kyle, and ever since Kyle defeated Voldemort at Hogwarts, this trust had reached its peak.
It didn't make sense, but that was what Neville really thought.
Kyle said that as long as there was a way to wake his parents up, there would be no problem... not to mention that Professor Sasia was involved.
The reason why Neville hesitated was because of the Horcruxes.
Although Neville had never lived with his parents, he was very familiar with them, a familiarity that came from family affection.
Therefore, he was well aware that Auror parents had their own insistence.
They would rather never wake up than use the evil black magic like Horcruxes.
The same goes for his grandmother.
So Neville hesitated, he couldn't make this decision.
After an unknown amount of time, Kyle had finished his second glass of butterbeer, while Neville was still standing there, his face pale, his hands tightly holding the glass.
"I suggest you talk to your grandmother about this," Kyle said.
This sentence seemed to wake Neville up. The light gradually returned to his eyes. He drank the remaining butterbeer in the quilt in one gulp, trying to calm himself down in this way.
I don't know if it's psychological, but even though the butterbeer had almost no alcohol in it, Neville really felt a lot better.
"I will... No, I'll go now."
"Oh, right." Kyle stopped him, "Remember to tell Mrs. Longbottom that the reason why the Horcrux is called black magic is because it requires killing people to split one's soul.
"But Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom's souls are already broken... I hope you don't mind me saying that, but I mean, they don't need this step.
"And this Horcrux is one I reconstructed. It is completely different from the previous one. Strictly speaking, it should be called a Horcrux Curse, which is a type of spell."
"I, I understand." Neville nodded stiffly, then turned and left.
At this time, a person stood up from the table next to him.
"Are you sure he remembered?" Fred walked over and sat down in front of Kyle.
"You know, his memory has never been very good," said George.
They were the Three Broomsticks who came in with Kyle and Neville.
After all, Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes was right at the entrance of Hogsmeade village. As soon as Kyle and Neville arrived at Hogsmeade, Fred, who was counting the goods at the door, noticed them.
Kyle, Neville...
In just a blink of an eye, they guessed what the two were doing here and immediately followed them.
It's just that Neville was in shock and didn't notice them.
"Having a bad memory doesn't mean you can't remember anything." Kyle glanced out the window. "I bet he won't forget a single word."
"Maybe." Fred shrugged, noncommittal.
Kyle then left, and Fred, who stayed behind, helped pay the bill.
When Neville ran out, he took the cup of butterbeer with him, which required extra payment.
……
After returning to Hogwarts, Kyle first found Professor Sprout and asked for leave for Neville.
Professor Sprout didn't ask why, and agreed after confirming that her help was not needed.
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"Do you think old Madam Longbottom would agree?"
After dinner, Connor and Kyle walked side by side in the castle corridor and asked softly at the same time.
"Yes," Kyle said.
"Are you so sure that they will trust you?" Kanna turned her head and looked at him.
"It's not about trusting me, it's about trusting Professor Sassia." Kyle said, "Didn't you notice? When Neville and I went to the Three Broomsticks, Professor Sassia also left Hogwarts."
"She said she was going to get something."
"If I'm not mistaken, she should have gone to St. Mungo's."
"why."
"Because she wants to find a cure for the Cruciatus Curse," said Kyle.
"Aren't you?" Connor stopped and looked at Kyle.
Kyle didn't answer, but hesitated for a long time.
"Honestly, I don't know?"
"Ok?"
"Don't look at me like that, I really don't know." Kyle said, "I first had this idea when I saw the Longbottoms who were tortured crazy by the Cruciatus Curse at St. Mungo's.
"They are all Aurors who were tortured and driven insane during the battle with the Death Eaters, and I want to try to save them.
"So strictly speaking, my original intention of studying the Horcrux spell was for the Longbottoms...Isn't that a bit stingy compared to Professor Sassia?"
"Of course not." Kanna said without hesitation. She gently took Kyle's hand, "Because you succeeded... Only you succeeded."
"I can't say that yet." Kyle looked out the window, "It's just that I didn't expect this spell to be so difficult. I didn't succeed until I graduated... But it's not too late at least."
When he said this, Kyle suddenly narrowed his eyes.
He saw a familiar double-decker bus, somewhat resembling the Knight Bus, parked in front of the Hogwarts gates.
Then, a man ran down from the car.
Although Kyle couldn't see who the person was because the distance was too far, he immediately turned around and walked down the stairs.
"Come on, I think they have made a decision."
"So fast?" Kanna was a little surprised, but still followed closely behind.
When the two arrived at the hallway, a small witch just happened to rush in from outside.
She was an old witch with a unique personality. She was wearing an old green dress and a tall hat with a stuffed vulture on it.
Kyle was a little suspicious about how that thing was fixed. She ran so fast and it didn't fall off. Was it a permanent sticking spell?
Now doesn't seem to be the time to think about such things.
The old witch also stopped when she saw Kyle.
"grandmother……"
Neville ran up from behind.
"Kyle, why are you here... Oh, I mean... We were just about to look for you, my grandma wanted to ask you..."
"I've heard everything." Mrs. Longbottom came over and looked at Kyle seriously. "Then I'll trouble you with Frank and Alice."
"Do you agree?"
"Yes," Mrs. Longbottom nodded.
"I think Neville mentioned the Horcrux thing."
"Yes, I know."
Mrs. Longbottom said, "But as a stranger, you are willing to spend a lot of time studying Horcruxes in order to save them. It would be shameless for us to still dwell on whether Horcruxes belong to dark magic!"
"Neville, come here and say thank you." Mrs. Longbottom suddenly yelled, almost scaring Kyle.
Neville came out from the back like a quail, "Thanks, Kyle."
"And!" Mrs. Longbottom glared at him.
"I'm sorry, I should have thanked you this afternoon."
"Uh, you're welcome." Kyle said, "Besides, Neville and I are friends, so we can't really say we're strangers."
He also didn't expect that this Mrs. Longbottom would be so... decisive. The problem that Neville had been struggling with for a long time was solved instantly by her.
"Don't mind it." She stepped forward and said, "You are trying to save Frank and Alice. If they can't accept the Horcrux, then let them knock themselves out again. You two irresponsible cowards."
Kyle wanted to say that he didn't really mind.
Besides, the Longbottoms haven't woken up yet, so it's a bit early to scold them now.
It was just that Mrs. Longbottom spoke too fast, and before Kyle could even open his mouth, she had already cursed him several times.
Kyle thought about it and decided to keep his mouth shut.
Anyway, she was scolding her own family, so she thought they wouldn't mind. So let it be.
……
Mrs. Longbottom was really decisive, just like after she made the decision, she took the Knight Bus to Hogwarts as soon as possible.
Although it was still night, after getting Kyle's answer, she went back as soon as possible...still taking the Knight Bus.
There was no way, she couldn't Apparate and didn't have a portkey, so the Knight Bus was the fastest way.
The two agreed to meet at St. Mungo's tomorrow morning.
The reason for choosing tomorrow is that Sasiya still needs to use potion to stabilize their souls.
The new potion she invented using basilisk blood was aimed at the soul, and it could be used at this moment.
And there was no rush for this matter. Although Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom were not conscious, they were still in good health.
In order not to delay Kyle's classes, Mrs. Longbottom originally wanted to wait until next weekend, but Kyle didn't have classes tomorrow, so it didn't matter.
Kyle took this opportunity to go to the principal's office again.
There was no need to hide this from Headmaster McGonagall, and he still needed to take leave.
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