Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

I don't know how long it took, but Umbridge's office gradually became quiet, leaving only the rustling sound of the quill tip scratching the parchment.

Sunlight shone into Umbridge's office from the window and fell on a thick stack of parchment beside the table.

Kyle wrote the sentence over and over again, adding new ink several times along the way, and finally completed the five hundred times required by noon.

"I'm so tired..."

He rubbed his sore wrist. The last time he wrote so many words was on the last day of Thanksgiving break last year, when he stayed in the dormitory all night to make up for his Potions homework.

Kyle stood up and came to Umbridge. An hour ago, she was in pain and could not speak. She just gritted her teeth and stared at Kyle.

Although the wound on the back of her hand has healed, the skin there is red, like tender flesh that has just grown.

"I'm done, Professor." Kyle showed the thick stack of parchment in his hand. "Look, no more, no less, exactly five hundred times."

Umbridge said nothing, still looking at Kyle viciously.

She had already figured it out, this was a school, Kyle didn't dare to kill her, and he couldn't keep her here forever.

When the time comes...she will definitely come back with redoubled revenge.

"Professor, I guess you must be thinking that I don't dare to kill you." Kyle said with a smile, "You're right, I really don't dare. After all, this is Hogwarts.

"However, as to whether you still remember it when the time comes, that is another matter."

Kyle took out his wand and pointed it at Umbridge's head as she watched in horror.

"What...what do you want to do! I am the Senior Under-Secretary of Magic!" Umbridge shouted.

"I know, you said it once just now." Kyle raised his eyebrows, "That's why I can't let you cause trouble for me.

"There was a professor... who was also a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. He taught me a very useful trick, which is just right for dealing with this situation."

"Oh, by the way, I seem to have made a mistake."

Kai pointed to the "venomous tentacles" surrounding her.

“The poisonous tentacles are characterized by sharp, round spines like needles, and this triangular shape, with jagged spines, is characteristic of the poison-toothed geranium.

"This plant is generally toxic and will only make people uncomfortable for a while. If you had just mustered up the courage to rush out and pick up the wand on the ground, you might actually be able to escape.

After all, I had just been concentrating on writing sentences and not paying attention to other things. "

"Fang Geranium...isn't it a poisonous tentacle?" Umbridge felt bad, "You lied to me..."

"Everything is forgotten!"

For a moment, Umbridge's originally vicious gaze turned blank.

Taking advantage of this moment, Kyle waved his wand. The fragments on the floor pieced together again and bounced back to the wall.

Including the knocked over table and broken vases, they also automatically returned to their original positions.

Kyle waved his wand again, touching the fixed shaft on the door lock and the ear-plug listening spell in the room.

Finally, Kyle stuffed the fanged geranium into the box as quickly as possible, and the office suddenly returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

Oh, and I forgot the most important thing.

Kyle pointed his wand at the back of Umbridge's hand, and the conspicuous red scar disappeared.

But Kyle didn't heal the scar. Wounds caused by such dark magic items are not easy to solve. He just used a transformation spell to cover the scar.

With his current level of transfiguration, if he doesn't use the corresponding curse-breaking technique, there will still be no problem until the end of this semester.

…

At this time, Umbridge just woke up, her eyes were full of confusion, and she looked at Kyle with confusion.

But the next second, confusion turned into anger.

"Get out, why don't you come into my office without knocking!"

"Sorry, Professor." Kyle said with a smile, "I knocked, but you seemed to have fallen asleep just now and didn't hear it."

"I fell asleep?" Umbridge said blankly.

But she did feel a little groggy, like she hadn't woken up.

Umbridge raised her hand to rub her forehead, but a sudden sharp pain on the back of her hand made her scream subconsciously.

But when she lowered her head to check, she didn't find anything strange.

"Professor, what's wrong with you?" Kyle asked.

"It's none of your business." Umbridge said subconsciously, but immediately she changed into that sibilant tone, "I mean, of course I'm fine... but you're late."

She walked to the armchair and sat down. She looked up at the time and said, "According to the agreement, your confinement time is eight o'clock, but it is now more than three hours, so the punishment needs to be doubled."

As she spoke, she rubbed the back of her hands again.

"That makes sense, Professor," Kyle said, "but I think I have to explain to you that there is a reason why I did what I did in class."

"What's the reason?" Umbridge asked.

"I need a chance to talk to you alone, and confinement is a good excuse."

"Oh?" Umbridge glanced at Kyle with interest and asked with a smile: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Dumbledore," Kyle said, "I found out he wants to run for Minister of Magic."

Suddenly, Umbridge stood up from the chair, but the back of her hand accidentally hit the armrest, causing another burst of heartbreaking pain.

But she couldn't care less about that at this time.

"Stop joking, you can't fool me."

She pretended to be casual and said: "Everyone knows that Dumbledore only wants to be the principal at Hogwarts. Don't think you can escape punishment by just making an excuse."

"That was before, Professor, people will change." Kyle said, "You probably don't know yet, but Dumbledore held a secret meeting at the Pig's Head Bar during the holidays, and the content of the meeting was to let Others elected him to replace Cornelius Fudge as the new Minister for Magic."

Umbridge's face gradually turned serious.

Of course she knew about this matter. With so many foreigners coming to Britain at the same time, how could they hide it from the Ministry of Magic? Fudge always wanted to know what was said in the meeting at that time, but no matter how the Aurors and Strikers checked, they still couldn't. No answer.

One of the reasons she came to Hogwarts this time was to investigate the content of that meeting.

She originally wanted to start with the professor, but unexpectedly...Kyle gave her a surprise.

"How do you know?" Umbridge asked.

"Because I also participated." Kyle looked proud, "Dumbledore trusts me."

"In that case, why did you tell me?" Umbridge said suspiciously.

"Because I think only Minister Cornelius Fudge is the best Minister of Magic." Kyle blurted out.

Umbridge stared at Kyle, then suddenly smiled after a long time:

"I won't fall for your clumsy tricks."

"Forget it if you don't believe it." Kyle shrugged indifferently, turned around and walked out the door, saying as he walked: "It's a pity. If Dumbledore becomes the minister, I don't know how many people will be replaced. Magic The world can't stand such trouble..."

One step, two steps...

Just as Kyle opened the door and was about to leave the office, Umbridge's voice suddenly came from behind.

"etc!"

She trotted over and closed the door.

"Tell me what the meeting is all about and I can spare you this confinement."

"I've said everything I can." Kyle shook his head, "As for more details, I'm sorry, I will only tell Minister Fudge.

"You know, this is a great achievement for me as I want to work in the Ministry of Magic,"

Somehow, after hearing what Kyle said, the alertness in Umbridge's eyes instantly lost most of it, and turned into a kind of scrutiny.

"Are you worried that I will take your credit?"

"I'm sure you won't." Kyle said with a smile, "But this is my gift to Minister Fudge. Since it is a gift, it must be delivered to me personally, right?

"Besides, I'm only in the sixth grade and have two years to graduate. Even if I get credit, it's useless... At most, it will only provide me with a little help in two years."

Umbridge's eyes lit up. She almost forgot that Kyle was still a student.

"If you dare to lie..."

"I just want to maintain the stability of the magical world, Professor." Kyle said.

"Wise choice." Umbridge said softly, "I will tell the minister. If what you say is true, I guarantee that you will be able to successfully enter the Ministry of Magic as soon as you graduate, and it will be the best department. , how about the minister’s office.”

A flash of excitement flashed in Kyle's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

Umbridge narrowed her eyes.

"Then Professor, my confinement today..."

"Of course not." Umbridge said, "It's a reward for providing clues."

Kyle walked out of the office, but soon came back.

Umbridge was sitting behind the desk, seemingly preparing to write a letter, when she subconsciously raised her head when she heard the noise.

"Kyle?"

Her voice was filled with kindness that she had never seen before, "Is there anything else you can do?"

"There is indeed a small thing..."

"It doesn't matter, just say it."

"That's right, you deducted twenty points from me in class yesterday."

Kyle was a little embarrassed, "Although it may be a bit excessive to say this, you know that in order to prevent Dumbledore from suspecting, I can only use this method.

"So, can you add back the twenty points... The school has just started, and our Hufflepuffs are already second to last."

"You are right, this is Hogwarts, we should be more cautious." Umbridge looked a little disappointed, but still nodded and said:

"It is a normal thing to protect the honor of your own college, and your request is not excessive at all.

"Then...for your honesty and bravery, Hufflepuff will be given twenty points...no, fifty points added."