Over the next few days, Kyle lived a very fulfilling life, snuggling up in his room every day trying out all sorts of spells.

Don't look at him from a wizarding family, but before he entered school, he didn't have many opportunities to release magic, and it could even be said that it was very few.

First of all, whether it's Chris or Diana, the wand is an extremely important thing to them, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a second life, and it must not be just thrown to Kyle to play with.

It's every Christmas and Kyle's birthday that he gets his hands on it.

Of course, Kyle also knows the importance of casting light charms, or lockpicking charms, which are spells that have no side effects on the wand even if they fail.

Another point is the wand matching.

Even if he is the son of Chris and Diana, their wand does not give Kyle any face, and the feeling of resistance is very obvious.

Diana's wand, in particular, was no different from a normal stick in Kyle's hand, and no matter how much he recited the spell, he would not get the slightest response.

So Kyle had spent most of his time working with Quidditch, herbs, and Fantastic Beasts, and rarely really touched spells.

I've been waiting for eleven years, and now that I finally have my own wand, I have to release it.

Chris has no objection to this, and he will occasionally give him some pointers with great interest, and get over the addiction of being a teacher.

As a result, Kyle's room is flickering with different spells almost all the time.

Luckily for the other day, Kyle practiced some basic spells and didn't affect others.

But as time went on, and Kyle mastered more and more spells, problems began to arise.

……

At the dining table in the living room, Chris, who was drinking black tea, watched as the teacup placed across from him suddenly left the table and began to float slowly upstairs.

However, Chris seemed to have become accustomed to this, and calmly pressed the teacup back to the table, and tapped it lightly with his wand.

After doing all this, he raised his head and shouted, "Kyle, you must have a goal in mind when you recite the Flying Curse. Also, I suggest you start by summoning quills, or parchment, at least they won't break. ”

"Okay, Dad."

Kyle answered, but Chris didn't know if he heard it or not, and he thought it was probably not.

After all, a situation like this had happened several times before, and he had recited more repair spells in one day than in the past ten years combined. For this reason, he had to apply an anti-flying charm on every fragile item in the house.

"Whoosh......"

Just as he was thinking about it, a piece of bread flew over his head and then "snapped" against the ceiling.

“……”

It must be admitted that in terms of effect alone, Kyle's progress is still very good, at least this time the speed of the Flying Spell is much faster than the last time.

"Alas!"

Chris sighed, waved his wand calmly, and returned the piece of bread to the kitchen as he lamented Diana's wisdom and foresight.

Thanks to the fact that she confiscated Kyle's cauldron on the first day, otherwise the family would not have known what would have become.

Eleven-year-old wizards are notoriously hated by dogs, and the Weasleys next door are no exception.

Thankfully, those days are coming to an end, and Hogwarts will start tomorrow.

That's great news!

Chris picked up the black tea and took a sip with a pleasant face.

……

The time quickly came to evening.

Diana did not come back because she had a mission.

Knowing nothing about cooking, Chris gladly accepts Mrs. Weasley's gracious invitation and takes Kyle and some prepared ingredients to the Burrow not far away.

His behavior also caused Mrs. Weasley's displeasure, believing that his behavior of bringing ingredients to the door was wrong, and even more distrustful of the friendship between the two parties, and he was all the same.

Chris didn't refute either, threw the things in his hand into the kitchen, and just smiled and agreed.

As for Kyle, it's natural to get along with the Weasley kids.

He was already surprised by the scene in front of him.

There were no elves in their house, so whenever Diana couldn't come back from a mission, the two of them would come to Weasley's house for dinner.

And this kind of scene in front of me will be staged every time I come, and the fixed program belongs to yes.

Not far away, in a clearing, Kyle and a few Weasleys help clean up the goblins.

It's said to be cleaned up, but it's actually playing.

One person grabs the goblin's legs and throws them into the air, while the other holds a wooden stick and hits the goblin like a Bludger to fly the goblin, and the farthest one is the winner of the game, and gets the first place prize, a box of Bibi Beans.

At first, Chris didn't support the game, thinking that just throwing the goblins out and not using a bat.

Until one day, he found out that he had worked hard to cultivate it for a year, and the cloak grass that seemed to be about to ripen had been dug up by the goblins, and he never stopped Kyle again.

Even a few days later, on Christmas, he gifted Kyle a well-made bat with the Wimbourne Hornets' signature on it.

The bat is very easy to use and feels great when hitting, and it has helped Kyle win five championships in a row so far.

Today is no exception.

"It's not fair."

Looking at Kyle's signed bat, and then at the wooden stick he picked up in his hand, Ron said with a bitter face, "The equipment gap is too big." ”

"It's not so exaggerated, equipment or anything is secondary, the important thing is to have the belief that you will win. I can win, not because I'm well-equipped, it's just because I want to win more than you do. ”

Kyle said calmly, picking out a red bean and throwing it over, "Besides, Ron, before you complain about the equipment, at least beat Ginny, she uses a much smaller wooden stick than you." ”

There were five people involved in the game, and Ron was the last one, and even Ginny was a few meters away from him.

After Kyle finished speaking, Ron's face turned red all of a sudden, losing to his sister in this regard is indeed not a glorious thing.

However, his attention is quickly drawn to the Bibi Beans that Kyle tosses.

It is bright red and looks very beautiful, and it is tasteful...... It's a raspberry!

Sure enough, the Bibi flavored beans Kyle gave were never untasty.

The sweet feeling in his mouth made Ron unconsciously squint his eyes, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a trace of envy in his heart, I really don't know how Kyle did it, and he was able to pick out the best-tasting Bibi Duowei beans every time.

He couldn't do it, every time it was either pork liver, spinach, and even he had eaten dragon dung.

The smell of the fishy smell mixed with the fermented berries was so unbeatable that Ron felt a churn in his stomach just thinking about it.