Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

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In the Leaky Cauldron, Kyle looked at Rita Skeeter who was getting up to leave and said.

"I just feel a little tired from writing. I just came to have a glass of butterbeer. There is no collaboration."

Rita Skeeter closed her handbag and corrected: "And we just happened to sit at a table and chatted about the Triwizard Tournament for a while. I didn't say anything else, and I didn't say anything else. I won’t admit it.”

"Ah, that's right," Kyle said with a smile.

Rita Skeeter immediately walked towards the door of the bar. The moment she turned around, a look of relief suddenly appeared on her face.

Now that the Animagus photo was in hand, she finally no longer had to worry about it.

The only thing that needs to be considered is that Kyle will not keep his promise and not tell this matter.

But Rita Skeeter didn't think so. After all, she had already paid her just now, and that was the extra news.

In normal times, fifty Galleons could not buy that name and all the evidence that Undersecretary Umbridge had falsely claimed credit.

She believed Kyle understood this too.

Thinking of this, Rita Skeeter suddenly became excited again.

She began to anticipate what Kyle would do...or what Dumbledore was going to do.

She didn't think that Kyle wanted to know Fudge's secret because of his curiosity... From what he said just now, it was not difficult to see that Kyle was also on Dumbledore's side, and he was unswerving?

Then they will definitely do something unexpected.

But what could it be...

A headmaster of Hogwarts, the strongest white wizard, and a minister of magic. The fight between them must be exciting.

Just thinking about it made Rita Skeeter feel as uncomfortable as a cat scratching her heart. She wanted to know so much, but she couldn't do anything.

Kyle already knew that she was an Animagus, so he couldn't turn into a beetle to find out the news. He could only wait.

Rita Skeeter walked to the door, and when she was about to open the door, Kyle's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Wait a mininute."

Her hands stayed where they were.

"If you want to know other information, you have to pay more." Rita Skeeter turned around and said.

"No, I just want to ask." Kyle said, "If there is definite evidence that proves that person is really back, will you report it?"

"...Why is this again?" Rita Skeeter obviously didn't want to discuss this topic, so she said perfunctorily: "Well, if this is true, then someone is finished... Of course I can't miss this. A major event that can be recorded in the history of magic."

After saying that, Rita Skeeter opened the door and walked out of the Leaky Cauldron without giving Kyle a chance to speak.

After she left, Kyle drank the last sip of butterbeer and borrowed the fireplace in the bar to return to the Burrow.

"Fred, George, can you be quiet!"

Kyle just walked out of the fireplace when he heard Percy's dissatisfied roar, "I was so noisy that I couldn't even write a report. This is a serious matter, and the department takes it very seriously!"

"Percy, what we're doing is serious business."

"We want to test the stability of the product, and they paid for it!"

"It's you..."

"Are you sure our minister will read what you write..."

"I guess it will end up in the trash can..."

"Then it was dumped..."

"Because no one cares if the shape of the herb pots is standard, as long as they grow well enough!"

Fred and George said in unison that Mrs. Weasley was not at home today, and they would not coddle Percy, so they responded directly.

As for whether Percy would complain tonight...he would definitely do it, but the two of them didn't care, after all, they were used to it.

When Kyle came to the living room, he happened to see a big bird with floral feathers flapping its wings crazily.

"Kyle, when did you come back?"

At this time, Fred happened to come down from upstairs.

"Just now." Kyle said, he glanced at the crazy bird, "What is this..."

"Maybe Ron." George also walked down. "I guess he must have eaten the cookies we put on the plate."

After saying that, there was a bang, a puff of white smoke came out of the bird, and then it turned into Ron's appearance.

"You..." he said through gritted teeth, "what did you put on the plate?"

"Improved canary biscuits," Fred said with a smile, "can turn anyone who eats them into a canary."

"Now it seems to be working pretty well."

"You did it on purpose!" Ron looked at them angrily.

"Don't be ridiculous." Fred said with a smile, "We just forgot to take it back."

"Didn't you try to see if you could fly just now?" George asked, "I think it should be possible."

"That thing just now can really fly?" Ron was stunned for a moment. He was just scared and didn't pay attention to anything else.

Even Kyle was a little surprised.

He remembered that this kind of canary biscuit was a product made by Fred and George a long time ago, but at that time it could only change its appearance and could not fly even if its wings were cramped.

Ron seemed to have thought of something and couldn't care less about being angry. "Do you still have those kinds of biscuits? I can try them again."

"Of course." Fred blinked, "Twelve Sickles a piece..."

"Counting the piece you just ate..."

"Just give us two galleons."

Ron thought he heard it wrong and couldn't help but ask: "You still charge me money? And why is it only two galleons?"

"Oh, sorry, we made a miscalculation." George said quickly, "It should be three galleons!"

Ron quit immediately, and the three of them made a mess in the living room.

Then Percy came down and started scolding them, which made the three people who were still arguing immediately stand aside.

As for Kyle, he was sitting with Ginny watching the show.

This kind of three-on-one situation was rare even in the Weasley family, and it was the first time Kyle had seen them unite so quickly.

"Percy doesn't trust Headmaster Dumbledore."

Seemingly sensing Kyle's doubts, Ginny explained beside her: "He chose to side with the Ministry of Magic, thinking that what Principal Dumbledore said before the holiday was all crazy, and thought that we should draw a clear line with him... even He had a big fight with his mother a few days ago."

"So that's it..." Kyle nodded. Now he finally understood why the three of them could immediately call a truce.

To a certain extent, this can be regarded as unanimous.

"Want some candy?" Kyle grabbed a handful of candy and pushed it in front of Ginny, "Don't worry, it's not Fred and George's skipping candy."

"Thank you." Ginny picked a piece of toffee and put it in her mouth.

At this time, the hands of the magic wall clock on the wall suddenly jumped.

Kyle subconsciously looked up and saw that it was Mr. Weasley. The pointer representing him had just jumped from "work" to "home".

The next second, there was a bang on the door, and Weasley walked in from the outside.

Fred stopped teasing Percy. He looked at Mr. Weasley and then out the window.

"Dad? Did the Ministry of Magic get off work so early today?"

"Oh, no, I came back early." Mr. Weasley shook his head, and he turned to look at Kyle. "Have you received the letter?"

"Letter? What letter?"

Before Kyle finished speaking, an owl flew in from outside.

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