Chapter 341: Departure to the Dragon Reserve
The next morning, Kyle went downstairs for breakfast and found Newt already there, sitting at the table chatting with Diana. House-elf Dobby was bustling about in the kitchen, constantly delivering eggs, sausages, and toast.
"Good morning, dear," Diana greeted Kyle, helping him adjust his collar. "Come and eat breakfast. You'll be leaving soon."
"Good morning..." Kyle replied, greeting the two of them. He grabbed a piece of bread and asked, "Are we leaving so early?"
"No, we're leaving in ten minutes," Newt said with a smile. "They sent me another letter last night. Apparently, Pinot—the Ukrainian Ironbelly with the broken wing—needs to be moved by the dragon keepers. The whole reserve is in turmoil, and even the gentler dragons are getting swept up in it."
Kyle quickly finished eating while Newt and Diana continued their conversation.
"It's surprising. How did that man, Black, manage to escape?" Diana asked.
"I think he discovered a weakness in the Dementors," Newt replied. "They perceive everything around them through emotions. There aren't many ways to hide from them, but it's not impossible."
Diana poured him a cup of tea. "And the Ministry relies on the Dementors far too much. There are only two Hit Wizards guarding that entire island."
"Yes," Newt agreed, taking a sip of tea, "but it's still quite an achievement. No one has ever escaped before."
"Maybe," Diana said, glancing out the window. "Who knows..."
Kyle ate his breakfast in silence, listening without commenting. A week ago, in an attempt to draw more people into their sweepstakes, the Daily Prophet had once again reported on the Weasley family. In the accompanying photo, they all stood together in front of a massive pyramid, including Ron's half-dead rat.