12 Grimmauld Place.
Since everyone had gone to Lupin's wedding, there was no one here at the moment. But Kyle knew that Mrs. Weasley and Sirius would be back before long, so he did not rashly go inside. Instead, he supported Dumbledore and brought him into a nearby alley.
Dumbledore was in terrible condition. He did not have an ounce of strength left and would have fallen if not for Kyle holding him up, yet his expression remained calm, as though he did not care at all.
"How are you, Professor?" Kyle took out a vial of Invigoration Potion. After Dumbledore drank it, he finally regained a little strength.
"I had wanted to see whether I could kill Tom directly, but I still thought too highly of myself."
Dumbledore swayed as he stood up. "The potion Nicolas gave me only temporarily suppressed the effects of time rejection. In my current state, it will be difficult for me to cast magic powerful enough to kill Tom."
"It's fine. This is already very good," Kyle said. "Besides, you couldn't kill Voldemort anyway. I've seen him before."
"That is why I find it regrettable," Dumbledore said, looking around at their surroundings.
"Grimmauld Place... Why did you bring me here? You cannot appear before them right now. It would be best to go somewhere else.
"I suggest Nicolas's estate, or the Hog's Head Inn."
"Fawkes thought the same as you." Kyle smiled. "After rescuing them, he dropped them off at the Hog's Head Inn. At the time, Aberforth thought you were dead."
"He must have been delighted." Dumbledore's gaze dimmed.
"No, quite the opposite. He was rather concerned about you," Kyle said. "Not only did he provide everyone with a safe place, he even personally delivered people over in order to find out news