Having escaped famine, I was accepted into Hogwarts

Of course, this is just Kingsley's opinion; his true thoughts may not be so... solid.

In short, unlike Tonks, Kingsley had a completely different feeling. After all, Kane had been enrolled at Hogwarts for almost two years, and who in the upper echelons of the wizarding world didn't know that this kid was Dumbledore's henchman?

Although Dumbledore had many henchmen, with at least one in almost every class of students, and none of them fared particularly well—those who became Dark Lords went to prison, those who became professors are now constantly being criticized while still teaching, those who fought against the Dark Lord were killed by him, and those who kept animals ended up keeping animals...

There was only one Master of Fantastic Beasts who retired with praise and fame, but it is said that because Dumbledore considered him his favorite student, he was resented by a certain Dark Lord who wanted to devour him alive.

But these people all have one thing in common: Dumbledore really helped when something happened. He changed the death sentence to imprisonment and there was no guard for the Dark Lord. Who knows if the old man will go out for a walk on his own when nothing happens?

Hagrid, whose pet killed someone during his childhood, is still living peacefully at Hogwarts, and the wand he broke back then has been repaired.

When Snape, a Death Eater, was exonerated so easily, without even bothering with a trial, he became a mere employee of the Ministry of Magic...

I understand everything I understand.

Dumbledore is currently at the height of his power. Although we don't know why Kane suddenly left Hogwarts and used dark magic on a large scale, judging from the on-site reports, there were no casualties, not even a fly died.

Leading people to arrest people on your own shows a complete disregard for Dumbledore. If you don't respect Dumbledore, Dumbledore and Fudge won't be happy. If Dumbledore and Fudge are unhappy, how can you, as the link between the Ministry of Magic and the Phoenix Society, make progress in both areas?

So the real question now is what kind of wording to use so that Tonks... won't make a big fuss.

That's quite a challenge.

“I see…” Kingsley began quietly.

Tonks nodded quickly, and secretly pinched himself hard with his fingernails a couple of times to wake himself up.

"You...you go to the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters first, go to the Memory Erasure Command Center, and erase the memories of the Muggles who witnessed the dark magic."

"Yes!" Tonks immediately agreed, then turned back before leaving and asked, "And then?"

Kingsley put down the newspaper he was about to pick up again: "Then of course I'll find other more professional people, such as... Professor Dumbledore, or Professor McGonagall, after all, we can't just lock up a young wizard in Azkaban because he used magic outside of school."

Tonks nodded, and just as he was about to leave, another intern brought over a report exactly like Tonks' and slammed it on Kingsley's desk. It was still an extremely urgent matter.

"I already know about this." Kingsley spread his hands helplessly, wondering if the machine that was responsible for alerting against black magic today was broken.

"No, Director, this is the second time."

Kingsley's expression turned somewhat awkward...

While the Ministry of Magic might seem like a toy to those powerful wizards, those wizards refer to figures like Dumbledore, Grindelwald, and Tom Riddle, who occupy a niche in the world of magic.

I've already been quite considerate to a second-year wizard. I even adjusted the threshold for the Dark Magic warning beforehand. Kane and Lockhart were sneaking around making shadows and tentacles, and the alarm didn't go off.

This time... Dumbledore could tolerate it, but the Ministry of Magic couldn't!

He was determined to uphold the Auror's bottom line of justice and hand Kane over to Hogwarts for Dumbledore's trial.

As for why it wasn't Wizengamot, or the Broken Wand, or Azkaban, etc...

Like I said before... when it comes to work, you have to keep improving!

Meanwhile, Kane and Harry, upon seeing the poster in the elevator, immediately got off at the nearest elevator and took another elevator back to the lobby on the first floor.

"We just did your... uh... shadow again? Won't that scare them?" Harry looked at the hotel, whose vision had been obscured by Kane's shadow and whose people still looked terrified. He wondered if the hotel had suddenly become haunted.

Otherwise, why would everyone in the entire hall be unable to see anything at the same time?

Harry, being kind-hearted, naturally couldn't stand these things, but Kane was different; he was a little bit wicked and rotten, so he didn't have any particular psychological burden about them.

Hermione had occasionally read some books on magical law before, so she knew that some wizards might come to help them erase their memories, which made her feel even less guilty.

They don't even have psychological trauma.

After another period of darkness, Kane and Harry emerged from the hotel. The latter finally managed to find the right words and said, "I mean, I understand that we needed to hide from the front desk to sneak into the hotel, but why do we need to use Shadow to leave now?"

Harry had just finished asking the question when another magnetic voice came from above: "Well, to be honest, I'm curious too. I think you need to explain this to the Aurors at the Ministry of Magic."

Kane looked up and saw Kingsley.

Chapter 132 Instantaneous Team Fight [5K Chapter]

Kingsley and Tonks completely blocked Kane and Harry at the hotel entrance.

Two serious faces stared at them. Clearly, a suitable reason was needed.

Kane pointed somewhat helplessly to a small alleyway nearby: "How about we settle this privately over there? There are so many Muggles here?"

Kingsley looked at the busy street and thought Kane was right. So this little wizard wasn't as bad as he thought, and he even knew to keep the Ministry of Magic's duties in mind.

It's really just a question of whether there's a possibility that this child hasn't reached the point of being utterly wicked yet.

With that thought in mind, Kingsley followed Kane and Harry into the alleyway with Tonks.

“Now you should give us a reasonable explanation.” Kingsley’s voice became slightly less serious as he walked into the alley, while Kane, surprisingly, began to explain.

After a series of complicated explanations, Kane finally put down the small pumpkin he was carrying on his back and took out the panpipes from it.

“That’s right, this is the mysterious magical item that Dumbledore sent us out to find for him.” Kane said, waving his hand as if to put the panpipe to his lips: “Would you like to hear what this thing sounds like?”

"Of course not." Kingsley and Tonks, true to their professional Aurors, put aside whether they would be surprised by the length of Kane's map of Yan, at least upon seeing a magical instrument like the panpipes, they immediately shielded themselves with a shield without the slightest hesitation.

Unfortunately, the panpipes' code was above the ability to close one's ears and block out sound. As the melodious sound faded, three thuds fell into the alley.

Kane tried it out, and the little pumpkin's mouth was big enough to barely squeeze Harry in. Next up were Kingsley and Tonks, who fell asleep immediately. Although the probability of homeless people in such a bustling crossroads was not high, what if they were?

Thinking of this, he pulled out the Shadow Codex from his own shadow. As the Shadow Codex moved without wind, the shadows inside bared their fangs and claws, trying to crawl out of the book. Then he slammed the book shut.

After this incident, the Ministry of Magic will likely send someone to investigate soon, and will naturally take Kingsley and Tonks back with them.

Kane, carrying the little pumpkin away from the alley, looked up at the moon in the sky and sighed, thinking to himself that he really was a good person.

Then he walked to a small alley across the street and hid himself in the shadows. After hearing two loud Apparition sounds, he glanced at the two people dressed as Aurors and took Kingsley and Tonks away before leaving and heading towards the park mentioned in the elevator poster.

Soon, as he entered the park and saw the huge circus tent in the open space not far away, the little pumpkin behind him began to stir restlessly.

Sensing this, Kane quickly walked towards the public restroom not far away, gave the restroom attendant two coins, and then went into one of the toilets behind the attendant.

After going inside, I placed the little pumpkin steadily on the toilet seat, and when I opened it, I saw Harry looking sullen.

"Couldn't you choose a more dignified way?" Harry struggled to hold the little pumpkin's mouth open with both hands, trying to pull himself out.

"Do you think this is Hogwarts? I can just use the Levitation Charm to make you fly behind me and go wherever you want!" Kane said, pressing his hands on the shadow behind the little pumpkin, which turned into two claws that grabbed Harry and pulled him out with a pop, like pulling up a radish.

Soon, as the door opened, the old man watching the toilet was about to turn around and remind Kane to flush the toilet when he suddenly couldn't speak.

He clearly remembered seeing only one person back then, so why is there another one now?

Unlike the bewildered old man, Kane and Harry walked straight toward the circus tent not far away without saying or thinking anything.

After buying two tickets, he casually found a place to sit down and started watching the performances on stage. Kane didn't really care about these tricks of playing with monkeys, dogs, and lions. After all, he could charm rich women to no end with just magic tricks, without using shadow magic with his left hand or magic with his right.

Watching this kind of stuff only lowers one's own standards and appreciation threshold.

Kane saw from afar that the host on stage suddenly took out a small stick and pointed it at the roaring grizzly bear in the cage. The next moment, the cage and the grizzly bear slowly floated up.

Okay, if this trick isn't based on the principle of a dog pulling a string, then it's like this circus hired a wizard to be their magician.

Eh?

Kane suddenly entered a state of flow, and he seemed to know what he could do if he couldn't find a job after graduating from Hogwarts.

How can this not be considered turning a hobby into a job?

After a while, Harry suddenly yanked the drowsy Kane awake, because their purpose for being there had been revealed.

The latter looked up and immediately broke down.

The walrus had two long tusks draped with checkered ribbons and a red and blue beret with geometric stripes on its head. The walrus was lying down, without its offspring or hyenas behind it, otherwise he would have really thought that the walrus had run out of the Eternal Realm just to bring him ivory.

"How's that walrus?" Harry whispered.

“Absolutely perfect,” Kane murmured. Now that they had their target locked in, all they had to do was wait for the performance to end so the two of them could sneak backstage, pull out the tooth, and remove the hat in one smooth motion. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?

Soon, as the circus's final performance came to an end, the audience began to go home, but Kane and Harry went against the flow of people and slowly made their way backstage.

With a creak, Harry stepped on something. Just when Kane thought the circus people would notice them because of the little noise and throw them out without hesitation, nothing happened.

Harry bent down and picked up what he had just stepped on; it looked like a wand.

"A wand? It seems that magician really is a wizard. Maybe this will be convenient for us. We can talk to the owner of this wand directly and then we won't have to steal it. We can just buy it with Galleons."

After Kane took the wand and finished speaking, a person suddenly walked over from a short distance away. Harry, who had been watching the performance very attentively, immediately recognized him as the magician who had just performed magic for them. Of course, the mystery was probably solved now; this magician was likely a sorcerer.

Just then, the magician also saw Kane and his companion, and of course, the wands in their hands: "Oh, where did you find that thing?"

"Did you find this on the ground, Mr. Wizard?" Kane said this without the slightest guilt. After all, he was just a child, and the person in front of him had just performed magic on stage. Even if he and Harry were wrong and the person in front of them was a Muggle instead of a wizard, there was no need to worry.

Just consider it as something a child says out of ignorance.

However, it was clear that the two of them were not wrong. The man in front of them ignored the wand in Kane's hand, and instead glanced suspiciously at his watch before realizing, "That's right, it's Christmas now, Hogwarts is indeed on holiday."

After saying that, he looked at the wand in Kane's hand: "As for this wand, I have never seen it before. Ah, I remember whose it is. If you are not afraid, you can come and take a look."

Kane is always hypocritical when it comes to fear; he'll coax you with words but never stop his actions. Faced with a circus member who you don't know is either friend or foe, and this person invites you to visit their circus headquarters, what would a normal person choose?

I don't know how a normal person would choose, but Kane has already made his decision.

go!

After saying that, Kane and Harry walked together down a road of no return, and followed the man backstage, where they learned his name: Jenkinsonar.

"So your circus isn't just about you being a wizard, but everyone in it is a wizard? But we've never heard of that at Hogwarts!" Harry suddenly asked, following behind Jenkinson.

"Yeah, we just got back from Germany. Doing this kind of business always requires a hit-and-run approach, otherwise those guys at the Ministry of Magic will never let us off the hook. In fact, that's always been the case. They don't like us because of that damn magic secrecy law..."

"In short, our circus mainly serves Muggles, and we have a pretty good reputation in Muggle society. But in the wizarding world, we're still in a gray area. So why do we still exist...? Well, as the saying goes, a million wizards depend on us for food and clothing. Although we don't have that many, if more than forty of us adult wizards suddenly lose our jobs, the Ministry of Magic will be in a real bind," Jenkinsnal explained as he walked ahead.

"That sounds pretty good. It lets me know another path after graduating from Hogwarts. It's about why wizards need to... earn money from Muggles? I thought they could use a copying charm or something?" Harry suddenly said.

"Have you used it?" Jenkins asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I’ve never used it. I think it’s illegal, but if someone did use it, no one would probably notice, right?” Harry shook his head.

“In fact, it is possible. The British government now collaborates with Gringotts to produce coins. Gringotts creates magical anti-counterfeiting features for Muggle coins. For example, if a counterfeit coin comes into contact with a real Muggle coin, it will turn to ash, and the magic on the real coin will be reported directly to the Ministry of Magic.” Jenkins shrugged helplessly and continued walking forward.

Soon, the corridor, which had been enchanted with spatial magic, came to an end. Suddenly, Jenkins clapped his hands: "Guys! Welcome our two little guests!"

After Jenkins finished speaking, he pushed open the door at the end of the room, and the three of them went inside. Then Kane and Harry saw a familiar face again, the same one they had seen not long ago.

"Lupin?"

Kane and Harry instinctively called out to the familiar figure sitting on the wooden crate eating a hamburger.

Lupin saw the two of them and quickly stood up.