After saying goodbye to Cedric, Kyle leaves the castle and heads towards the Forbidden Forest.

Hagrid was standing in the vegetable patch in front of his cabin, watering the pumpkins the size of wheels.

"It's Kyle, come in and sit down."

The two of them walked into the cabin, and Hagrid happily brought Kyle a rock loaf and a teapot.

"How does the new school year feel?"

"Not bad." Kyle didn't touch the rock skin cake, just took a sip of tea and said, "It's just that there are more classes per week than last year." ”

"yes, the second year is indeed more important than the first grade." Hagrid smiled and said, "But if it's you, it's fine, Harry mentioned you to me when he came here yesterday." ”

"Potter?"

Kyle was a little surprised, he remembered that he and Harry hadn't crossed paths much, and they hadn't been alone since the last time they met in the hallway.

At that time, he also gave Harry a map and a pack of pet treats, so I guess the other party wouldn't say anything bad about him.

"Harry said that thanks to the map you sent, he hasn't been late for the past few days." Hagrid said with a smile.

Hagrid couldn't stop talking to Harry about the funny things that had happened at school yesterday as he sat in the cabin yesterday.

It's just that the little guy is too curious, and he keeps asking about the Philosopher's Stone, which makes him have a bit of a headache.

The Philosopher's Stone was a secret that Dumbledore had repeatedly told him about, and as the most talkative person at Hogwarts, Hagrid certainly couldn't have told him about it.

But at the same time, he didn't want to deceive Harry, so he could only find various reasons to prevaricate.

It's quite tangled, and it takes a lot of brains.

"That's ......"

Kyle nodded, not asking more.

He reckoned that Harry had just mentioned it in passing while chatting with Hagrid, as if he had eaten something last night, and had no special intentions.

If he had come a few days later, Hagrid might have forgotten about it.

Seeing that Kyle didn't speak, Hagrid picked up the copper kettle next to him and brought him another cup of tea, while thinking to himself:

That's what it's like to chat, it's easy, it's enjoyable, and more importantly, you don't need to use your brain.

"Taste this." Hagrid handed over the plate of rock crust cakes and said with a smile, "I just baked it yesterday, and it's still crispy, by the way, why didn't you come with me?" ”

"I'm sorry, I just had breakfast and I can't eat anything else."

Kyle politely rejected Hagrid's suggestion to change his teeth, saying, "Haven't we been picking new Quidditch players lately, Cedric and they're all on the court." ”

"yes...... Quidditch. ”

Hagrid suddenly said, "Time flies, it's time for a new player, I remember you like Quidditch too." ”

"Hmm." Kyle nodded, "I've already signed up, but I won't be able to take the test until next week." ”

"I'm sure you'll get through."

"That's what I thought too." Kyle smiled and said, "And maybe Potter will be on the team this year." ”

"Harry? Impossible. Hagrid shook his head and said, "First-year students are not allowed to participate in Quidditch, that's the rule. ”

"That's right, but Gryffindor needs a Seeker too much this year."

Kyle said, "If Potter had inherited his father's abilities, Professor McGonagall would probably have been admitted to him exceptionally." ”

"Jaime......" Hagrid thought for a moment, and suddenly said, "Oh, by the way, Jaime is indeed a good Seeker, and he led Gryffindor to win several Quidditch Cups. ”

Thinking of this, Hagrid couldn't help but laugh out loud.

If Harry could join the Quidditch team in his first year, he would be very happy.

After all, who doesn't love Quidditch.

But soon, Hagrid thought of something, and some couldn't laugh.

Kyle and Harry are both on the team, so who is he going to cheer on when Hufflepuff and Gryffindor play......

Hagrid's face crumpled and tugged at his beard.

Kyle called him three times before Hagrid came to his senses.

"What were you thinking just now, so engrossed."

"No, it's nothing, I just remembered that the pumpkin patch hadn't finished watering yet." Hagrid lied.

He had just decided to cheer for the two academies at the same time, the kind that applauded anyone who scored, but this kind of thing must not be said explicitly.

Hagrid then went to water the pumpkin patch, and Kyle followed him outside, but did not return to the castle.

His friends, including Mikel and Ryan, had gone to the Quidditch pitch, and it didn't make much sense for him to go back.

Kyle looked around, found a flat spot, and began to dig things out of his pouch.

Portable stoves, crucibles, herbal ...... Soon it was piled up.

"Kyle, what are you going to do here?" Hagrid asked curiously.

"Make some potions, or pet tonics."

Kyle lights the stove with his wand and puts the cauldron on it.

Hagrid was interested when he heard that Kyle was going to make a pet tonic, but he only looked at it for a moment before turning around and returning to the pumpkin patch.

I can't read it, I can't understand it at all.

Hagrid had a hard time understanding why Kyle couldn't put the powder in one sitting, but in three different times.

He was tempted to memorize the whole process, but the intervals alone made him dizzy.

I just wrote down something and forgot it in the blink of an eye.

Hagrid decisively gave up his plan to steal a trick or two and went to water the pumpkin.

Kyle, who was staring intently at the fire, didn't notice Hagrid's strange appearance, and he held his wand, stirring the potion in the cauldron every now and then.

Making potions was a delicate job, and no matter how simple it was, a single oversight could be wasted, and he didn't want to do it all over again.

Time passes slowly.

By the time Hagrid had watered all the pumpkins, Kyle's side was almost done.

He poured some dark green powder into the cauldron and stirred it counterclockwise with his wand.

The orange-yellow liquid in the crucible gradually turned red.

The red color is very beautiful, crystal clear, without the slightest hint of magazine, as if it were a melted ruby.

Kyle extinguished the fire in the furnace and waited for the cauldron to cool down, carefully pouring the potions into a pre-prepared bottle.

No more, no less, just one bottle.

"This is a pet tonic?" Hagrid looked at the bottle curiously.

"Yes." Kyle handed him the bottle and said with a smile, "But to be precise, it should be a special rat tonic." ”

(End of chapter)