Chapter 127: My Teacher Is Not Human!
Kyle frowned slightly. To be honest, he wasn't exactly thrilled about someone else teaching him a branch of magic as personal as Occlumency, especially if it involved exploring his mind and memories. He wouldn't want even Dumbledore involved in something that sensitive. In fact, most wizards felt the same way about Occlumency, and Kyle was sure Chris understood that.
But Chris's expression suggested he had great faith in this teacher. Kyle hesitated, not wanting to refuse outright. He decided he'd go see for himself first; if he didn't feel comfortable, he could always think of an excuse to bow out.
After some discussion, Chris had initially suggested they wait until Kyle's birthday celebration, but Kyle felt otherwise. Birthdays came every year, and he was far more curious about the identity of this Occlumency teacher. He wanted to confirm if this arrangement would work for him as soon as possible.
Since Kyle was so eager, Chris agreed without hesitation. They headed to an open area outside the house, where Chris extended his arm.
"We'll Disapparate there. Just grab my arm."
Taking a deep breath, Kyle clutched his father's outstretched arm.
"Let's go!"
With a loud crack, they both vanished, reappearing moments later in front of a charming wooden cabin with a red roof. The cozy little house, impeccably neat and surrounded by a low fence, looked warm and inviting. Outside stood an elderly couple, smiling in greeting.
"Grandpa Newt? Grandma Tina?" Kyle's eyes widened in surprise.