Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 899 Points deducted, points must be deducted

“So, this is why you stayed up late at night and came to me secretly?”

In the wooden house, Kyle, who had just returned from the castle, looked at the three Gryffindors standing in front of him with their backs against the wall, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

“As expected of a Gryffindor, you’ve even learned how to slide a door and pick a lock. Why are you so anxious to go to Azkaban?

“Or you can just nod, and I have an acquaintance who can arrange you directly to Azkaban, in a single room, with the best treatment guaranteed.”

 “How about it, let’s talk!”

Hermione's face was blood red, and she wanted to crawl into the cracks in the ground, so she couldn't think of anything to say.

 The other two people weren't much better, but they were thick-skinned and it wasn't that obvious.

"We...didn't slide the door to pick the lock..." Ron hesitated, "I just pushed it lightly...and the door opened."

“The underground vault of Gringotts is unlocked, why don’t you go check it out.” Kyle said expressionlessly: “The gold coins in there are piled high as high as a mountain. No one will care about you no matter how you grab them.”

Ron stopped talking.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Hermione took a deep breath and whispered, "We shouldn't have barged in without your consent."

 “Are you sorry for me?” Kyle said angrily.

 He was not angry that the three of them broke into the empty house at night.

This place has just been tidied up, and there is nothing invisible. He did not expect these three people to be so bold.

It’s not like they have never seen a fire dragon before. When the Death Eaters rioted at the last Quidditch World Cup, they already knew there was a fire dragon in their box. Ron was even frightened and fainted.

How long has it been? How long has it been? I don’t have a long memory at all?

 Can you just break into it if it’s not a box?

 Fortunately, his biting cabbage and poisonous tentacles hadn't been transplanted yet, and Hagrid didn't sleep because he was excited, so he rescued the three of them from the fire dragon's mouth.

Kyle turned his head and glanced at Hagrid standing next to him.

The clothes and hair on his back were still smoking, and there was a pungent smell in the air.

Kyle winked at him.

"Do you know that you are wrong?" Hagrid immediately said with a straight face.

"Know."

"knew!"

 “We will never do it again.”

 The three of them nodded like garlic.

"Since you know you are wrong, go back quickly." Hagrid said seriously: "If there is another time, I will definitely tell Professor McGonagall... Principal McGonagall."

 What the hell? Is this okay?

Kyle looked at Hagrid in disbelief.

Even if the confinement is not imposed...points will be deducted.

 Walking around at night and breaking into the prospective professor's office without permission? No points will be deducted?

No matter how good our relationship is, we can't let things go so blatantly. Snape is not so partial.

 “Huh?” Kyle’s voice rose slightly.

"Wait...another ten points." Hagrid said quickly, glancing at Kyle cautiously.

 He felt in his heart that this was almost it.

 After all, Harry and the other three didn't mean any harm, and when Kyle scolded them just now, he showed no mercy at all.

To be honest, just standing there and listening, his heart twitched. When Kyle shouted, "Stand still," he subconsciously straightened his legs.

Moreover, they also received another form of punishment... Ron's pants became discolored.

Hagrid felt that together with these punishments, they would definitely have a long memory.

Kyle narrowed his eyes.

Mainly because he is not a professor yet and has no right to deduct points, otherwise there is no need to ask Hagrid to do it for him.

“If you think it’s okay, then forget it.” He rubbed his forehead and waved towards the door.

 Harry and Ron rushed out of the house as if they had received an amnesty.

But Hermione stopped at the door, turned her head, and said seriously: "Kyle, although we did something wrong this time, it is illegal to raise a dragon privately, and you will be caught by the Auror. "

“Why, you want to report me.” Kyle glanced at her.

"I won't, because we are friends." Hermione blurted out: "But you can't hide it, the professor and the principal will know sooner or later."

Hearing Hermione's words, Kyle felt somewhat better.

 It’s okay, not too rigid.

To be honest, even if Hermione really went to report to the professor, he wouldn't be surprised.

Hermione has some axes, and Kyle knows that.

In the third grade, Harry received a Firebolt from an unknown source, so she told Professor McGonagall about it without telling the two of them.

Although her original intention was that she was afraid of dark magic on the broom, Harry and Ron refused to listen, so she had to take this step, but this also shows that she is a very independent person.

Of course, this is just a nice way of saying it.

So no matter what decision she makes, Kyle won't find it strange, and at the same time he understands it... After all, their relationship can't be said to be very good, they are just ordinary friends at best.

 And it was a fire dragon, so no one would be able to remain calm.

 The premise is that the report is useful.

Kyle didn't speak, just waved.

 A piece of parchment automatically fell off the wall and flew into my hand.

Kyle handed it to Hermione.

"Look, I'm not raising a dragon illegally. There are formal procedures. Even if the Auror comes, it will be useless."

Hermione glanced at the parchment, and her eyes widened immediately.

"Legally raising dragons... this is impossible!" She said in disbelief: "The book says that except for the fire dragon sanctuary, no wizard can raise fire dragons privately."

"Just because it didn't exist before, doesn't mean it doesn't exist now. The signature and magic mark on it cannot be faked."

Kyle shook his finger, "In addition, the professor and the principal already know that I went to Hogwarts for this very reason... They have already agreed to my raising dragons in the Forbidden Forest."

 “Huh?” Hermione was stunned.

"You see, my behavior is completely legal... There is no problem with the school or the Ministry of Magic."

 “The principal agrees?” Hagrid asked with eyes shining.

 He knew what Kyle was doing at the castle, and he had been feeling uneasy before that.

The reason why he was still awake until early in the morning was not only excitement, but also the reason... He was worried that the school would reject Kyle's application and not allow him to raise a dragon in the Forbidden Forest.

"But fortunately they were not injured." Kyle sighed, "Professor McGonagall only agreed reluctantly. Not to mention that some students were killed by the fire dragon, even if they were scratched, given her character, she would probably Immediately change the decision and reject my application for raising a dragon.”

 “What did you say?” Hagrid was frightened for a while.

　　He didn't think much about it before. Harry was very curious more than once and twice. He had asked him about the situation of the three-headed dog Fluffy before.

Hagrid had long been used to it and didn’t take it seriously.

It’s just that he didn’t expect that Harry would almost let their efforts go to waste this time.

He waited for decades before he finally saw the fire dragon at Hogwarts, and even had the opportunity to touch their scales and feel their fiery passion.

Hagrid has never had such a beautiful dream while sleeping.

 The result was almost ruined by Harry.

　　Why can't he grow up? He's already in seventh grade and he's still wandering around at night.

“Stop!” Hagrid yelled and stopped Harry and Ron who had just walked out.

"What...what happened?" Harry's heart trembled slightly.

Hagrid’s expression was so scary, he was a little scared.

 “We are going back now and promise not to come back again.”

“Walking at night, ignoring school rules and breaking into the forbidden forest... fifty points deducted!” Hagrid said to himself.

"Fifty..." Harry pointed at himself with a dull expression, "Hagrid, look carefully, it's me."

"Of course I know." Hagrid continued with a straight face, "But I am a professor. If I can avoid punishment because of my good relationship, then I am very incompetent."

“Oh, by the way, it’s not fifty points, it’s fifty points for each person!”

 “Didn’t you already deduct too many points?” Everyone in Ron was dumbfounded.

 There are three of them... This is one hundred and fifty points.

He never dreamed that Hagrid would deduct one hundred and fifty points from them. Normally, this number would only come from the mouths of Snape and Professor McGonagall.

Even Hermione was stunned... If this point is really deducted, Gryffindor will definitely be at the bottom this year.

 “No, Hagrid.”

"Please..." "We really know we were wrong."

 …

Looking at the three people pleading around Hagrid with each other, Kyle felt very comfortable in his heart.

 That's right, it's very useful. They probably just turned around and forgot about it.

 You should give them a big one.

 …

Ten minutes later, Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood in a row and trudged back to the castle with heavy steps.

They can already imagine the expressions of the Gryffindor students the next morning when they see the scoring hourglass drop a large distance out of thin air.

 But there was no way, Hagrid was determined to deduct points from them, no matter how much he begged, it was useless.

 After the three people left, Kyle immediately closed the door and gave Hagrid a thumbs up.

 “Well done.”

"Harry probably hates me to death." Hagrid sighed, suddenly feeling a little regretful.

"No, you are doing this for their own good." Kyle looked at the door, "Speaking of which, can you really deduct 150 points from them?"

Hogwarts’ points additions and deductions are limited.

 For example, a prefect can only deduct 10 points at most in a week, 30 points in a school year, and 50 points for a student union president.

This is also to prevent them from abusing their right to deduct points... Without this restriction, it is estimated that the points of other houses except Slytherin will be cleared directly on the second day of school.

On the third day, Slytherin will also be cleared, so the Academy Cup will be meaningless.

The same goes for professors. There are limits on both bonus points and deductions. Large points like fifty need to be reported to the dean, who will then decide whether to punish or reward them.

Hagrid, a professor of Care of Magical Creatures, has less than a hundred students in the five grades combined. Does he really have this right?

 Don’t just indulge in lip service.

"Okay, but I can't deduct points this school year." Hagrid glanced out of the window, as if to confirm whether Harry and the others had really returned to the castle, and then turned around again.

 “Stop talking about this, did Dumbledore and Minerva really agree?”

"Of course, I won't lie to them." Kyle said, "It just costs a little."

 “At what cost?”

 “It’s nothing…it’s just a piece of cake.” Kyle shook his head and did not tell Hagrid the truth.

It would be useless even if he told her. Hagrid didn't know about magical plants or the people at St. Mungo's, so he couldn't help.

"By the way, Professor McGonagall will come over tomorrow to confirm the safety of the fire dragon. Remember to restrain yourself and don't act too enthusiastic."

"Minerva is coming?" Hagrid was startled and asked worriedly: "Didn't you say she has agreed?"

“It is tentative agreement.” Kyle corrected: “We had an advantage in the professor’s vote, and it was too late, so Professor McGonagall only compromised.

"But as the principal, she has veto power, so the matter has not been completely settled yet."

 “Then what should we do...” Hagrid’s heart lifted.

"It doesn't matter, I won't sleep at night, and I will perfect the alchemical mist all night long." Kyle said.

He originally planned to engrave the Forbidden Forest within Hogwarts with alchemical mist and artificially create a 'Fire Dragon Expelling Spell', but this was a big project that could not be completed in a short time.

 In order to deal with Professor McGonagall, he decided to maintain and strengthen the current 'cage' state.

This is the situation Hermione saw before, restricting the fire dragon's range of activities and using alchemical mist to make a large cage that cannot be seen from the outside and cannot get out from the inside.

 Let's make a temporary transition first, and then wait until the Fire Dragon Expelling Spell is almost completed, and then find an opportunity to remove the cage.

"I have another question." Hagrid suddenly thought of something, "Do you think Minerva will encounter the same situation as Harry and others after she comes?"

Other dragons are easy to talk to, not to mention how well-behaved they are, but at least they give Kyle face and won't attack strange wizards who come in casually.

 But that hornet... Even if Hagrid has a fire dragon filter, there is no way to say that it has a good character without conscience. At most, it only accounts for its beauty.

“It’s okay, just give him a beating and at least he’ll be quiet for a few days.” Kyle rubbed his forehead.

"What, you want to fight the fire dragon?" Hagrid immediately jumped up and opened his arms to guard the door, like a hen guarding its calf.

“It’s not me, I don’t want to compete with the Horntails.” Kyle shook his head, “Well, Hagrid, you go back first, you probably won’t be able to go to the garden tonight.”

"I don't..." Hagrid stared at Kyle suspiciously, "I won't go in, I can just watch from the side, can't I?"

"You can watch the Horntail, but not its opponent." Kyle said, "This is also for your own good. If you still want to keep company with the Fire Dragon, it's better to go back."

 The Horntail’s opponent could be nothing but a basilisk.

Although Hagrid has extraordinary resistance to magic such as curses, even a pure-blood giant is not completely immune to the gaze of the basilisk, let alone a hybrid.

 If he had been watching, there would probably be a lifelike stone statue in the garden the next day...

 Kyle talked a lot and promised again and again that he would not harm the Horntail. Hagrid finally left, looking back three times, like an abandoned puppy.

Kyle shook his head, trying to get the jarring image out of his mind.

At this time, the sky outside had already turned reddish. Kyle didn't waste any more time, opened the box and jumped in.

 A few minutes later, a huge snake poked its head out of the box and got in through the garden door that had been opened in advance.

A moment later, a violent vibration suddenly erupted in the garden, and there was a faint crisp sound of gold and iron, as if a serious and sharp sword was stabbing a strong shield.

Kyle also got out of the box and closed the garden door.

He was also not immune to the basilisk's gaze, so he did not follow him in. Instead, he came outside the house and stared at the door in a daze.

 The arrival of Harry and the others was a wake-up call for Kyle.

Hogwarts has no shortage of students who like to challenge the rules...such as Harry, Fred, George, or himself.

The cage is safe, but the entrance here is a hidden danger. It is necessary to install a lock, a combination lock that cannot be opened by the unlocking spell.

Kyle stretched out his wand and shook it quickly. After a few minutes, a golden circle appeared on the wooden door.

 If you observe carefully, you will find that this circle is composed of many magic words.

 But when he was about to draw the second one, he suddenly stopped and said loudly.

"Hagrid, if you want Professor McGonagall to come home disappointed, just keep peeking."

In the wooden house next door, Hagrid moved his face away from the window, and there was a clanking sound from the house. From the sound, it seemed that he had knocked off his copper kettle and broke something. thing.

 Hagrid then walked out of the room with a pair of red eyes.

 “I can’t sleep.”

"Okay, just watch if you can't sleep. I will explain something to you later." Kyle said, "But remember, don't disturb me, and don't let anyone else get close."

 “Don’t worry.” Hagrid responded, patting his chest.

As long as Kyle is here, he doesn't have to worry about him causing trouble with the Horntails.

Kyle shook his head, did not speak to Hagrid, and raised his wand again.

There is another irregular pattern next to the circle. The two patterns overlap each other and overlap with the third pattern.

 When a certain amount is accumulated, these intertwined patterns will become part of another icon.

This is alchemy, an art that produces specific magical reactions through the arrangement and combination of magic words and symbols.

 At the same time, it is also very rigorous, and no mistakes can be made in any step.

Kyle's hands were steady, and the pattern on the door was perfected bit by bit at a slow speed.

Hagrid was not far away, watching carefully.

 But he couldn't understand.

He could only see that Kyle had drawn two large circles on the door. There was a square in the circle, a few curves, and more small circles and irregular patterns in the middle.

 In short, I just can’t understand, my eyes are dizzy, and my head is dizzy.

But Hagrid wanted to watch again, so he could only stand there and dozed off after a while.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sky was completely bright. The castle, which had been quiet all night, gradually became lively. You could hear students talking and laughing from far away.

Kyle also put down his wand, rubbed his eyes, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

 Finally finished, the same Garden Alchemy Mist, but not for fire dragons, but for wizards, which is a simplified version at the gate of Beauxbatons School.

It is a bit rough, but it is more than enough to deal with the students in the castle, especially those who have not taken ancient rune classes. If they approach rashly, they will have to wander in circles for at least an hour.

Kyle is not targeting anyone...well, he is targeting Harry and Ron, two guys who know nothing about runes.

Kyle turned around, wanting to remind Hagrid a few words and tell him the correct route.

Then, he heard a melodious purring sound, the yin and yang fluctuated, and the high and low pitches rose and fell regularly...the rhythm was quite cheerful.

Hagrid was standing there, sleeping soundly.

 …

 (End of this chapter)