Chapter 785: The Witch in Godric’s Hollow
Fred, George, and Ron had been recruited by Mrs. Weasley as temporary ushers, standing by the entrance to greet the guests and lead them inside.
"Kyle, what do you think? Do I look all right? I hope I don’t seem too shabby," Hagrid asked in a low voice at the door.
"Huh?" Kyle glanced at Hagrid’s thick, furry brown suit and said with certainty, "Don’t worry, anyone can tell at first glance how seriously you’re taking this wedding."
Wearing a heavy, fur-lined suit meant for winter in the sweltering August heat—how could anyone doubt his dedication? Kyle knew he definitely wouldn’t be able to endure it.
"Well..." Harry hesitated before speaking. "Should I do something to hide my identity? Like take some Polyjuice Potion or something?"
He and Sirius had reconciled. No one knew what they had discussed in that room, but when they emerged, they were back to normal, as if nothing had happened.
"There’s no need at all," Kyle waved him off. "You’re not that scary; you won’t be frightening any guests. Just use your own face."
"That’s not what I meant," Harry said awkwardly. "I mean, what if a Death Eater finds out I’m here? Won’t that cause trouble?"
"That’s even less of a concern," Kyle replied calmly. "Unless the Dark Lord himself shows up, nothing will happen. And, conveniently enough, he just had a fight with Professor Dumbledore a few days ago. He’s probably still recovering, so I doubt he’ll be making any public appearances anytime soon."
"Really?" Harry scratched his head.
"Of course." Kyle gave him a reassuring smile. "Just focus on what you need to do. You don’t have to worry about anything else."