Chapter36; The principal (Edited)

"Alright, out of all these wands, which one do you usually use?" 

Dumbledore noticed that these wands all showed signs of wear and tear. 

Some of them were more worn out than others. 

"I use them all regularly. I just grab whichever one is convenient at the moment!" 

Kyle smirked. 

His strength mainly came from dark magic, and he had basically reached the level of casting spells without a wand. 

Having an extra wand wouldn't affect much when dealing with wizards stronger than him. 

And when dealing with weaker wizards, he didn't need a wand at all. 

As for why he didn't go to Diagon Alley to customize a wand… 

Stop joking around. Even going to the station during school time is such a big deal. 

Let alone entering Diagon Alley. 

...

This time Dumbledore was truly shocked. 

Wands are a wizard's weapon. 

Choosing them required constant adaptation to wield them properly. 

Even someone as powerful as Snape couldn't fully utilize his abilities without a wand. 

And Kyle, relying on these assorted wands, could create chaos in Knockturn Alley. 

Old Dumbledore felt that he should reevaluate Kyle's potential. 

"I think you should customize a wand that your most familar. It will greatly help you in your spellcasting." 

"Really?" Kyle perked up. 

Whether or not there is a wand didn't matter to him. 

He was just about to find an opportunity to leave the castle and bring his pet from outside. 

And now… 

The headmaster was personally taking him out of school. 

How majestic! 

"Then let's go now, Headmaster. I can't wait any longer!" 

"Alright, let Fawkes take us there," Dumbledore said as he picked up his hat. 

He felt that Kyle was getting overly excited. 

But he didn't think much of it. 

"Oh, Professor, I need to tell you that if I appear in Diagon Alley, some people might come to welcome me warmly." 

"They might even get a bit too excited, and I'm afraid of any accidents…" 

"It's alright!" 

Dumbledore shook his head with a smile. 

He was the greatest white wizard of the century. 

What could be considered an accident in front of him? 

After saying that, he called Fawkes onto his shoulder, and the two Eevees quickly jumped onto Kyle's shoulder. 

"Hold onto my arm, child!" 

"No need, Professor, I'll just hold onto your robe," Kyle refused with a smile. 

What if his arm got torn off during teleportation? 

...

"Alright, Fawkes, take us to Diagon Alley!" 

Dumbledore's voice had just fallen when a crisp sound rang out. 

Kyle felt a dizzying sensation, but after a moment, he felt ground again. 

They had arrived at Diagon Alley. 

This was the largest wizarding commercial street in England. 

Even though the young wizards had already started school, there was still a hustle and bustle here. 

"Very well, we've arrived, child!" 

"Uh, they should have arrived too." Kyle stretched lazily. 

To be honest, he hadn't been to Diagon Alley more than a couple of times. 

Mainly because… 

"They?" Dumbledore looked puzzled. 

"Crack Crack Crack"

Before he could even react! 

A series of crisp sounds of apparition suddenly rang out. 

Four teams, twelve Aurors, appeared in Diagon Alley. 

They directly surrounded the two in the center. 

"Drop your wands and don't attempt to resist!" 

"Everyone, hurry, emergency evacuation! Leave this place quickly; it's dangerous!" 

The Auror captain at the head felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and the cold autumn wind was blowing, and cold sweat fell down.

These were the Auror teams specially assigned by the Ministry of Magic three years ago to guard Diagon Alley. 

Twelve Aurors were specifically tasked with guarding Diagon Alley. 

Just to guard against Kyle. 

"Oh, Merlin! What's happening?" 

"It's the Aurors sent by the Ministry to guard Diagon Alley. They've actually mobilized." 

"Quick, leave this place!" 

The originally crowded Diagon Alley was instantly cleared out by such shouts. 

Those who could apparate directly left on the spot, and the rest quickly hid in the nearby shops. 

The once-crowded Diagon Alley suddenly became empty. 

Looking at the scene where a gust of wind blew, lifting a few fallen leaves from the ground. 

 Dumbledore is stunned. 

In his whole life… 

Even when he was the second in command of the "Order of the Phoenix", he had never been treated like this! 

As soon as they appeared, everyone on the street 

Is this what you meant by a warm welcome??? 

[Ding! Detected melancholy emotion!] 

[Ding! Drawing a treasure chest for the host!] 

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a Silver Treasure Chest!] 

"Professor Dumbledore?" The leader of the Aurors, Marlen, graduated from Ravenclaw over a decade ago. 

He recognized Dumbledore's identity at a glance. 

He quickly signalled his subordinates to put down their wands. 

"Professor, what brings you here?" 

"I… I brought a student here to Diagon Alley for something. What's going on with you guys?" 

Marlen glanced at Kyle, then back at Dumbledore. 

Feeling a headache coming on. 

Goodness! 

This already difficult guy found such a big backer now? 

"Your student here is quite remarkable, and we are here to…" 

"Oh, well, I understand." Dumbledore waved his hand to interrupt Marlen's unfinished words. 

"Kyle is an outstanding student from Hogwarts. I submitted an application for the Order of Merlin Medal for him yesterday." 

"Marlen, you don't need to be so vigilant." 

Marlen stared in disbelief. 

Order of Merlin Medal? 

Who? 

A bloodthirsty demon? 

For Merlin's sake, what's happening to this world? 

[Ding! Detected shock emotion!] 

[Ding! Drawing a treasure chest for the host!] 

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a Golden Treasure Chest!]