Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

On the other side, Kyle and his party, who had left the Quidditch pitch, had just returned to the castle when they were stopped by Harris.

"Wait a minute, I was interrupted by Wood just now, and I almost forgot to mention something."

Harris patted his head and said with some seriousness: "There is something we must pay attention to. The referee of the next game is Professor Snape..."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at Kyle.

Because of the two loudspeakers of Mikel and Ryan, almost every Hufflepuff student now knows that Professor Snape is crazily targeting Kyle.

So after hearing the news, their first reaction was that Snape felt that the deduction of points was not enough and wanted to cause trouble for Kyle in other ways.

And Quidditch is undoubtedly the best choice.

"Captain, are you sure?" Someone frowned and said, "Professor Snape has never been a referee. You must have been deceived."

"Mrs. Huo Qi told us." Harris said, "All four captains know it."

"Otherwise, you won't participate in the competition this time." Cedric blurted out.

But he soon realized something and looked at Harris aside awkwardly.

In front of the captain, he persuaded Kyle, one of the team's main players, to withdraw from the game... This kind of operation is quite explosive in the entire Quidditch world.

That is to say, Harris has a good temper. If it were anyone else, he would probably be beaten into the school hospital in the next second.

Cedric laughed dryly and explained hesitantly: "What I mean is...if Kyle is targeted by Snape during the game, we will be missing one person, and then we will be even more vulnerable." trouble."

But unexpectedly, Harris didn't say anything. Instead, he said to Kyle seriously: "Cedric is right. If you don't want to participate in this competition, I have no problem here."

Harris thought about it carefully, and now their score is far ahead, more than a hundred points higher than the second-placed Slytherin. It doesn't matter even if they lose one game.

Seeing Harris speaking, the others no longer hesitated and said:

"Then we have to find a reason to get Mrs. Huo Qi to agree to the substitution."

"How about pretending to break your leg."

"Or actually break your leg!"

Everyone started making plans with each other.

The more Kyle listened, the more something was wrong. If they kept talking, he would probably have to stay in the school hospital for a whole year.

"Wait..." Kyle quickly interrupted their whims and wondered: "When did I say I was quitting!"

"But……"

Someone wanted to say something else, but Kyle shook his head and said directly: "It's nothing, and if I quit this time, what if Snape is still the referee for the next game, and the next time... Will I never play?"

Harris frowned.

"So there is no need." Kyle said with a smile: "Besides, Snape may not necessarily target me. Don't forget that there is a Potter in Gryffindor. He is even less popular than me."

"Is that Harry Potter?" Harris was stunned for a moment. He had never heard of such a thing.

"That's right." Kyle nodded, "You can ask around, all the young wizards of his generation should know about it."

Harris seemed relieved.

"If that's okay with you...then fine."

After entering the castle, Kyle did not go back to the common room with the others. Instead, he walked towards the library. He planned to finish the morning Transfiguration homework before curfew.

In the corridor on the second floor, Kyle also met Neville, but his current condition was not very good.

I don't know who cast a leg-locking spell on him, which made his legs stick together tightly, and he could only jump forward like a rabbit.

"What's going on?" Kyle frowned and casually helped him break the curse.

"Malfoy..." Neville said with a trembling voice, "I met him outside the library. He said he had always wanted to try this spell on others."

"You didn't resist?" Kyle asked,

Neville shook his head.

"No...there are too many of them."

"That's not okay, Neville," Kyle said. "You have to try to be brave."

"Yes, you are right... Malfoy also said that I am cowardly and not worthy of being in Gryffindor."

Neville choked up and said, "But I can't do it. I can't even use the most basic magic spells well. They are right, I am not worthy of learning magic at all."

"No Neville, you have to believe in yourself." Kyle patted his shoulder and said, "Now that you have received the admission notice to Hogwarts, it proves that you have the potential to become a wizard."

"Thank you for comforting me, Kyle." Neville wiped his nose and said, "But I'm just stupid and I can't learn anything."

"Maybe you just didn't look in the right direction."

Kyle smiled and said, "Can you do me a favor?"

"Of course." Neville said quickly: "But... I don't know if I will mess up. I always mess up everything, even if they are really simple."

"It doesn't matter, I believe you." Kyle took out a few seeds and handed them to Neville.

"What's this."

"Cloak grass seeds." Kyle said: "I have always wanted a few potted plants like this, but because of Quidditch, I have been too busy recently and have no time to take care of them."

"Can you do me this favor?"

"I don't know if I can do it..." Neville carefully took the seeds and said, "I've never raised any plants before, and even with Leif, I often forget to feed it."

"It doesn't matter, just try your best." Kyle spread his hands and said nonchalantly: "Anyway, cloak grass seeds are not expensive, only ten galleons each."

Neville trembled and almost threw the seeds in his hand.

"How much...how much?" he asked tremblingly.

"Ten galleons."

Neville trembled even more.

He looked at it and saw that there were five seeds in his hand, in other words fifty galleons.

Fifty galleons... I can't afford to pay for selling him!

"Oh, right." At this time, Kyle continued: "These seeds have been on me for a long time, and they were soaked in water during training before. They are in very bad condition. You'd better put them into the soil quickly. inside."

Neville almost cried when he heard this.

He regretted it and wanted to return the seeds, as if nothing had happened before, but when he looked up, he saw Kyle standing on a moving staircase, being taken to the corridor on the other side.

Neville hurriedly chased after him.

Because he had the seeds in his hand, he didn't dare to run too fast. By the time he got there, Kyle had already disappeared.

Just when Neville was at a loss, a small sound suddenly came from the room next to him.

Without thinking, he opened the door... Unfortunately, there was no Kyle in the room, only two senior students hiding inside and whispering.