After listening outside the door for a while, Kyle more or less understood why Narcissa and Snape had come here.
Narcissa wanted Draco Malfoy to return to Hogwarts—or rather, to regain Dumbledore's protection.
Wizards all knew that this headmaster had always been unusually tolerant toward his students. As long as they had not crossed the line, he would leave them a way out.
Take what Draco Malfoy had done before. With any other headmaster, merely letting Death Eaters into Hogwarts would have been enough to get him killed ten times over.
Yet Dumbledore had not only spared Draco, but had even saved his life when the tower attic was completely consumed by Fiendfyre. Afterward, he had only given him the insignificant punishment of expulsion.
Narcissa and Lucius had once counted themselves lucky because of this, lucky that their opponent was kind enough.
But now, things seemed to have changed. Their enemies had gained a ruthless figure, an unknown variable who had killed seventy Death Eaters in less than an hour.
Moreover, not even the most vicious Death Eater had ever achieved anything so terrifying.
So they panicked.
If Draco ran into that Kyle, there was a ninety percent chance he would follow in Bellatrix's footsteps. After all, as long as he remained among the Death Eaters, where Draco went and what missions he carried out were no longer up to them.
Given Voldemort's temperament, Draco would sooner or later face Kyle head-on.
The only way they could think of to keep Draco alive was to stuff him back into school and have him regain Dumbledore's protection.
Thus, Narcissa had sought out Snape, the head of house at Hogwarts, hoping to pull some strings.
Tsk.
Having figured it all out, Kyle narrowed his eyes.
This made it seem as though he