Looking down from here, you can just see Code’s house… Oh, no, now it should be called Potter’s old house. His old potion shop has long been transformed into an exquisite two-story building.

The next second, Dumbledore appeared beside him.

When they arrived, the wedding was just entering its most lively moment, with many guests in the middle of the dance floor, dancing to the band’s music.

Fred and George were also there. As there were not many guests, they chose their most familiar tap dance to maintain the atmosphere.

And Harry was there, acting as waiter, bringing drinks to everyone leaving the dance floor.

Kyle couldn’t help but laugh when he saw Harry.

“What’s wrong?” Dumbledore asked curiously.

“Nothing, just thinking of something happy.” Kyle said, “Cord once told me that he wanted me to be the godfather of his child.”

“Coldpot?” Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then he couldn’t help laughing.

If you calculate the time, Corder is Harry’s great-great-grandfather, and his child Henry Potter is Harry’s great-grandfather.

Dumbledore really couldn’t imagine how Harry would feel if he knew that his classmate at Hogwarts suddenly became his great-grandfather’s godfather.

But it certainly won’t be very good.

The two waited for a while, and the sky began to darken.

“Bellatrix, you mentioned, when will she come back?” Dumbledore couldn’t help but ask.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a black cloud suddenly appear not far away…it was the black cloaks of the Death Eaters.

“Here we go,” Kyle said.

Bellatrix was seen walking in the front with a crazy grin on her face. Two dying people were thrown to the ground by the Death Eaters behind them.

“It’s Mr. and Mrs. Tonks!” Dumbledore recognized their identities and guessed that Bellatrix must have found the Potter ancestral home protected by the Fidelius Charm through them.

What happened next was exactly as Kyle remembered.

Bellatrix forcibly broke the protective magic, and the entire wedding scene fell into chaos.

Dumbledore subconsciously wanted to help, but was stopped by Kyle.

“It doesn’t matter,” said Dumbledore. “The other one has already left, so it’s okay for me to go out now.”

“I know, but you’re not in my memory,” Kyle said, squinting his eyes and quickly connecting the memories of the past with the present.

In other words, Dumbledore and he were actually here at the time, but why didn’t Dumbledore go to help?

Given Dumbledore’s character, he would never sit idly by in order to make up for the mistakes he made, just like what he did just now.

But there was indeed no Dumbledore in his memory, and he never appeared from beginning to end.

There is only one possibility for this situation to happen, that is, he is busy with more important things and has no time to help.

Is there anything more important than saving members of the Order of the Phoenix?

Of course there are, such as stopping the Death Eaters’ reinforcements halfway to buy time for the people below.

Thinking of this, Kyle suddenly realized something and asked:

“Professor, if you were to face the mysterious man now, could you defeat him, or hold him back?”

“Tom…” Dumbledore was silent for a moment, and guessed why Kyle asked this. “If it’s just to delay, no problem.”

“Well, I think we might have something to do.”

Kyle looked around, took out his broom, and flew straight to the south, where Voldemort had appeared.

The only person Kyle could think of who could hold Dumbledore back so that he had no time to support the Order of the Phoenix was Voldemort.

If Kyle guessed correctly, Voldemort did not wait until things were over before rushing over, but had arrived a long time ago, but was delayed on the way.

And they are the time that is wasted.

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(End of this chapter)