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Chapter 168: Attending to Minor Affairs

"You didn’t see the look on that old man Jon Arryn’s face when His Grace offered to pay for armor for your giant men," Jaime chuckled as he escorted Lynd out of the Red Keep. "Hah! It was priceless. A top-notch artist should capture that moment in a painting." He glanced at Lynd and added, "You really should have accepted His Grace’s offer."

Lynd shook his head. "You, as a Kingsguard who’s always by His Grace’s side, should know better than anyone what the Iron Bank of the Iro...

Chapter 167: Questioning in the Council Hall

“This is all I have experienced beyond the Wall.”

Lynd sat in the Hall of the Council, facing the senior members of the Small Council. Except for the Prince of Dorne, all the other Lords Paramount were present. In the gallery, the High Septon of the Faith of the Seven and several Maesters observed in silence, carefully recording his every word.

After arriving on the outskirts of King's Landing, Lynd had been escorted by courtiers waiting at the Gate of the Gods, where King Rob...

Chapter 528: Helga Hufflepuff Told Me

After spotting the golden cup, Kyle suppressed the surge of excitement within him. Turning calmly to the goblin behind him, he said in a composed tone, “This one, Mr. Griphook, is correct, isn’t it? Could you please help me retrieve that golden cup?”

Griphook remained motionless, his sharp voice cutting through the stillness. “Sir, only Mr. Black has the authority to remove anything from this vault.”

“Are you sure that’s the one Bellatrix wants?” Sirius interjected...

Chapter 527: The Lestrange Vault

Although the dance had ended, the students' excitement hadn’t waned in the slightest. Even after returning to their common rooms, they stayed up late discussing the event instead of heading straight to bed.

As a result, most students slept in the following morning, and the Great Hall was nearly empty when Kyle arrived for breakfast.

“Kyle, there you are,” said Sirius with a grin as he entered through the doors. “I was just debating whether I should come and look for you in...

Chapter 526: Stirring Up Trouble

When Kyle returned with the pudding and Pumpkin Fizz, he noticed a Durmstrang boy standing in front of Kanna, seemingly inviting her to dance.

Kanna declined politely, and the boy didn’t press her, quickly shifting his attention to another Gryffindor girl nearby. Kyle vaguely remembered her name was Parvati—someone in the same year as Harry.

“Have some soda,” Kyle said as he approached Kanna, handing her the pudding and Pumpkin Fizz. “Someone recommended this pudding as ...

Chapter 525: The Ball, Snape’s Gaze

The foyer was teeming with students, a lively sea of color and excitement. The doors to the Great Hall were still closed, leaving everyone mingling outside, finding their dance partners from other houses while waiting for the clock to strike eight.

Kyle and Kanna drew curious gazes as they arrived, their presence naturally commanding attention. However, any lingering stares quickly shifted when Fleur made her entrance. Draped in a long silver-grey satin robe, she was breathtaking, insta...

Chapter 166: Defecting to the Chosen

As usual, Masha Heddle, the innkeeper at the crossroads, wiped down the tables, arranged the freshly baked pastries in the display window behind her, and instructed the servant to feed the guests' horses.

"Leaving so early, Ser Tarbeck? The morning mist is still heavy—this is no time to travel."

Seeing a man dressed like a knight coming down the stairs, Masha spat out a piece of chewed tobacco, took another from her pocket, tossed it into her mouth, and chewed twice. Her blood-r...

Chapter 165: The Council

The most talked-about topic in King’s Landing right now? Without a doubt, it's the Chosen One, the White Walkers, and the wights. These once-legendary beings have now been revealed to the public, proving that ancient tales might hold truth—and perhaps even the gods themselves are real. As a result, religious artifacts sold by portside peddlers have become the most sought-after items in the city.

However, no relic, no matter how ancient, holds as much sway as the septagram of the Sev...

Chapter 524: Dress Robes

On the night before Christmas, a timely snowfall blanketed the castle and grounds, adding a magical touch to the scene. Snowflakes coated the rooftops and turrets of Hogwarts, while the Black Lake froze over, its surface shimmering under the pale sunlight. Durmstrang’s large ship was also encased in ice, its sail ropes sparkling with crystalline frost, making it appear far more majestic than before.

Christmas breakfast was a hearty affair, featuring steaming stew and a variety of pudd...

Chapter 523: Kyle’s Dark Past

The next day, early in the morning, Kyle sat at the breakfast table with a grave expression, slowly chewing on a piece of toast.

“What’s wrong with you?” Cedric asked, noticing Kyle’s tense demeanor. “You look like you’re about to dive straight into the second task of the tournament.”

“To be honest, I’d rather do the second task today,” Kyle sighed. “By the way, can you dance?”

“Yeah,” Cedric replied casually. “My dad took me to a few dances whe...

Chapter 522: The Yule Ball

In addition to Defence Against the Dark Arts, the fifth years had a Transfiguration class that morning.

The lesson continued their work on the Vanishing Spell, but instead of vanishing an animal like a snail, they now had to vanish a hamster. While it might seem like a small change, the difficulty had increased significantly. Two full lessons had passed, and most students had made little to no progress.

The atmosphere in Transfiguration had grown tense in recent weeks. Students we...

Chapter 521: Hurry Up, Run for It

Sirius was wildly popular at Hogwarts. When he entered the Great Hall, all eyes turned toward him, and the lively chatter quieted for a moment, only to be replaced by even more animated discussions.

Harry, in particular, looked thrilled. Normally, he wouldn’t get out of bed until after 8:30 a.m., but today he had broken his habit and arrived half an hour early. When he saw Sirius, he waved excitedly.

But while many welcomed the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, not ev...

Chapter 164: Restoring Honor

“Are you really leaving?” Grenn, leader of the wildling tribes of the Thenns, stood at the entrance to the canyon, watching Lynd, who was already packed and ready to go. “Stay! Lord Lynd, you will be respected here like a god.”

Lynd smiled and replied, “Grenn, let me ask you this: if you had unlimited food in the south, vast wealth, tens of thousands working under you, and countless people serving you at the heart of your domain, would you choose to remain in the cold north be...

Chapter 163: The Stone Giant

After saving the Thenns and the giants from the White Walkers, Lynd chose to stay. He joined Mance Rayder and the others, traveling with the Thenns to their refuge—a hidden valley deep in the Frostfangs, where dozens of tribes had gathered after fleeing from elsewhere.

Along the way, they encountered other wildling tribes. Some joined their ranks and traveled with them to the Hidden Valley Refuge, while others chose to head east to Hardhome, where it was rumored that ships could take ...

Chapter 520: Sirius’ Transformation

Until today, Kyle had never imagined that Sirius Black would come to Hogwarts as a professor—let alone as the professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts.

No wonder he had become the first Gryffindor in the Black family. He truly had the courage for it.
Kyle could only hope that by the end of the semester, Sirius wouldn’t find himself back in Azkaban for some inexplicable reason. Then again, if that did happen, Kyle wouldn’t be surprised.

Defence Against the Dark Arts was ...

Chapter 519: The New Professor

That night, the Hufflepuff common room was alive with another spirited celebration. The table was laden with an assortment of cookies, cakes, and jugs of Pumpkin Juice and Butterbeer. However, for once, the tempting spread was not the center of attention. Instead, the crowd gathered tightly around a smaller table, their focus fixed on three red stones resting on it.

“What on earth is this?” someone asked, their tone puzzled.

“I don’t know,” Kyle admitted, shaking his hea...

Chapter 518: Charlie’s Help

Because of a Dungbomb that seemed to appear out of nowhere, the entire Quidditch Pitch was instantly transformed into a revolting mess.

Karkaroff frantically conjured water with his wand, repeatedly rinsing his mouth, but it did little to alleviate the horror. The new version of the Dungbomb had brilliantly resolved its previous flaw of being easy to clean, boasting improved adhesion to its putrid taste. Even detergent struggled to remove it, making rinsing with mere water entirely futi...

Chapter 517: It’s All a Scam, Just a Scam

After spending some time in the Changing Rooms, Kyle and the others returned to the stands. Professor McGonagall had arranged for them to sit in a section adjacent to the judges' table.

“You’ll need to wait a little longer,” she informed them. “The scores will be tallied once all the Champions have completed the task.”

Kyle nodded in acknowledgment. Once Professor McGonagall left, he settled into his seat, now just another spectator enjoying the match. It felt oddly rela...

Chapter 162: The Others' Hunt

Below the Fist of the First Men, a mixed group of wildling tribes and giants were running for their lives. Behind them, a relentless horde of wights pursued, their movements unnatural and unyielding. Among them, five or six human White Walkers stood, commanding the undead to drive the fleeing wildlings forward.

It seemed that the White Walkers were not merely chasing them to kill them outright. Instead, they were methodically exhausting the strength of the hundreds of wildlings and doze...

Chapter 161: First Men’s Fist

"That's the Fist of the First Men," said Mance Rayder, pointing ahead.

After passing through a dense forest, the group emerged onto a hilltop, where they could see a towering mountain rising on the horizon.

From a distance, the mountain's abrupt shape stood out. On a flat expanse of land, a hill in the shape of a fist jutted upward, as if a giant beneath the earth was trying to push its hand through the surface.

Knowing that Lynd had no intention of interfering in the Night'...

Chapter 516: These Three Challenges Were Quite Easy

After discovering the Swedish Short-Snouted Dragon, Kyle immediately abandoned his plan to stay hidden. He sharply turned his broom around, looped in the air, and stopped directly above the Dragon.

A blast of Dragon fire shot past, but Kyle dodged just in time.

“Hey, calm down,” he called out, flying alongside the Dragon's head to ensure it could see him clearly. “We've met before, remember?

“Come to think of it, I treated your wound back then, and you insisted we we...

Chapter 515: The Final Challenge, Dragons

On the far side of the arena, Kyle soon spotted a golden blur darting between the Bludgers. The Firebolt’s superior agility and speed made tracking it far easier than it would have been otherwise. The Golden Snidget was hovering near the stands, its small, shiny black eyes fixed intently on Kyle. Its head tilted slightly, as though curious about the approaching figure.

When the Snidget finally realized Kyle was closing in, it flapped its wings in a panic and tried to flee—but it was...

Chapter 514: This is a Real Flying Broomstick

There was no mistaking it—this level had been designed by Durmstrang. Bludgers, Golden Snidgets... everything about this challenge screamed that it was tailor-made for Krum. And what’s more, it was the kind of challenge that didn’t even require much acting on his part. It seemed to have been designed with him in mind from the start.

And then there was the broom.

Kyle reached out and grabbed the broom that was hovering nearby.

It was new, its surface gleaming with a pro...

Chapter 513: The Golden Snidget and the Bludgers

From the start of the match until now, the Quidditch Pitch had never been quiet. The crowd was a sea of cheering voices, punctuated by the rhythmic waving of colorful flags.

Looking down from the stands, the original Quidditch Pitch had been divided into three equal sections. There were no walls or visible barriers separating these areas, yet they remained distinct, as if magically insulated from one another.

At this moment, an unusual scene was unfolding on the pitch.

Krum'...

Chapter 160: Ice Dragon

Inside the hut, the group sat around the fire, while Craster's wives huddled in the corner, the true owners of the place. The fire pit was small and couldn't warm everyone, so more Rangers stood outside. Craster, now a wight, was tied up with ropes and left outside the hut, watched by seventeen Rangers.

“What should we do next?” The legendary creature had appeared before their eyes. Not only was Benjen completely at a loss, but even Mance Rayder’s mind was blank at that moment. Th...

Chapter 159: White Walkers and Wights

Lynd had seen the show before, and in his mind, the image of a White Walker was that of an ugly, inhuman monster. But now that he had seen one emerge from the woods, he realized just how far off that image had been from reality.

Handsome—that was his first impression of the White Walker. This one had an exceptionally striking face, so much so that even the Kingslayer's famed looks paled in comparison.

His skin was as pale as snow, his silver-blue hair drifted in the air...

Chapter 512: The First Task

The atmosphere in the Changing Rooms was tense, as if time itself had slowed to a crawl since the Champions had been handed their quills.

Ludo Bagman, ever the optimist, attempted to lighten the mood with a stream of jokes, but his words fell on deaf ears.

“Well, I can see you don't like jokes,” Bagman remarked with forced cheerfulness, though it was clear he didn’t particularly care. “I'm stepping out for a bit; I need to explain a few things to the audience. Remember, do...

Chapter 511: This Isn’t What Was Promised

Kanna spent most of Sunday buried in the library, tirelessly flipping through books to help Kyle prepare for the upcoming Dragon challenge. Despite Kyle’s repeated reassurances that she didn’t need to go through the trouble, she remained undeterred.

“I’m so nervous; I have to keep myself busy,” Kanna said firmly, plopping a hefty book on the table. Its cover displayed a fierce Hungarian Horntail, its wings spread wide above a line of gilt script.

She pored over the text,...

Chapter 510: A Competition Between Headmasters

Hagrid's eyes were glazed as he stared at the Dragon before him. It was as if he had forgotten there were two other people nearby. He unconsciously stepped forward, drawn to the creature, his awe palpable.

“Stay where you are, Hagrid!” shouted a wizard standing near the fence. With short, spiky red hair and a muscular frame, it was clear the speaker was Charlie.

“This one can spit fire forty feet, so you’d better keep your distance!”

“Oh, how beautiful,” Hagrid...

Chapter 509: Professor Lochneal

Sirius gave this to me—it can't be... Kyle seemed to realize something and immediately tore open the package.

Sure enough, just as he had suspected, inside was a beautifully crafted broom.

Firebolt.

The day Sirius had been acquitted, he had wanted to buy it as a gift for Kyle. But Kyle had declined at the time, pointing out that there wouldn’t be any Quidditch this year.

Yet here it was, a few months later—Sirius had still gone ahead and bought it.

“Fireb...