"Kyle, are you really sure about this?"
On a street somewhere in London, Minerva McGonagall looked at Kyle and said worriedly, "I'm not against you treating Frank and Alice. In fact, I want them to wake up again too."
"But Kyle, I must remind you that the Ministry of Magic has strictly forbidden any discussion related to Horcruxes. If they figure it out, they may come after you."
"Don't worry, Headmistress. They won't be able to tell." Kyle smiled, then walked up to a shop window disguised as a department store and went straight inside.
Professor McGonagall was still somewhat hesitant, but Kyle had already gone in. In the end, she said nothing more and simply quickened her pace to follow him.
The waiting room was packed with people. Neville and Augusta Longbottom stood at the front, and Professor Sacia was there as well.
Even Amelia Bones, the Minister for Magic, and Kingsley Shacklebolt, head of the Auror Office, were present.
They all seemed to be waiting for Kyle.
"Kyle, is it true?" Amelia Bones was the first to approach, nearly bumping into a witch with a Golden Snitch stuffed up her left nostril.
"I heard you found a counter-curse for the Cruciatus Curse."
Kyle did not hear what Bones had said.
All his attention was fixed on the witch, and on the Snitch's wings twitching every so often beside her mouth.
Catching a Snitch with her nostril?
How had she even managed that?
Kyle had always thought Harry catching a Snitch with his mouth was already unusual enough.
It had to be said, St Mungo's never failed to broaden his horizons.
It was not until someone tapped him from behind that Kyle finally came back to himself.
"Minister Bones, I don't know whether this is truly a counter-curse for