Chapter 592: The Department of Mysteries
At 5 a.m., with the sky just beginning to lighten, Kyle was awakened by the sound of owls pecking insistently at his window.
Yawning, he sat up and rubbed his face, trying to wake himself up. It took a few minutes before the reality of the day ahead hit him—he was scheduled for questioning at the Ministry. On top of that, Diana had something planned for him at the Department of Mysteries before the official start of the workday.
Quickly, Kyle jumped out of bed, got dressed, and headed downstairs to the living room to get some breakfast.
Chris was already there, setting a plate of fried ham and bread on the table.
"I was just about to come get you," Chris said. "Want something to drink? How about Pumpkin juice?"
"Sure," Kyle replied, taking a seat and spreading raspberry jam on a slice of bread.
"No need to rush," Chris said, placing a tall glass of Pumpkin juice in front of him. "We'll Apparate to London in a bit. It'll save us plenty of time."
Kyle nodded absently, still mulling over why Diana had asked him to go to the Department of Mysteries. The question had kept him awake the previous night, and he'd only managed to fall asleep in the early hours of the morning.
Half an hour later, as the sun began to rise, the two of them left the house.
"Ready?" Chris asked, extending his arm. "Hold on tight—we're heading out."
Kyle grabbed his father's shoulder, and a second later, the familiar sensation of being squeezed through a narrow tube overwhelmed him. When he opened his eyes, they were standing in an old record store.