Speaking of Quidditch, Hagrid suddenly noticed that Kyle was wearing his team uniform, and he remembered that it seemed to be a Hufflepuff-Slytherin match today.

But the game has already begun, and Kyle is here as the chaser of the team, doesn't that mean......

"I'm sorry, Kyle." Hagrid said with some guilt: "It's all because of me, you missed the last game!" ”

"It's okay...... Kyle waved his hand, "As long as Noble isn't discovered, we're more than 300 points ahead of second place, and winning or losing isn't that important, so I'll be lazy." ”

……

The two of them walked one after the other towards the Quidditch pitch.

Because of some force majeure that even magic can't explain, by the time they arrived, the game was just over.

Kyle glanced at the scoreboard.

170：70

Hufflepuff wins!

Although the weakened Harris is no match for Slytherin at all because of Kyle's absence, they still have Cedric.

As Kyle walked out of the aisle, he saw Cedric standing on the pitch with his arms raised.

And between his fingers, a golden streamer loomed.

There were deafening cheers from the stands as everyone celebrated Hufflepuff's early victory.

Five hundred and sixty points, this score is like a mountain in front of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, and it is almost impossible to surpass.

Unless they play match-fixing.

Hagrid cheered along with the crowd.

Seeing Hufflepuff win, his heart felt a lot better.

Kyle arrives alone in the locker room.

Originally, he was still hesitant to explain his sudden departure from the team to others, but no one asked.

They just patted Kyle on the shoulder in a friendly way, just like usual.

"Don't care." Harris walked over and whispered, "We all know you must have something more important to do!" ”

Then he laughed twice,

"Be happy, we won!"

"That's right." Ferry also smiled and agreed: "Unless Gryffindor and Ravenclaw can score forty goals in the next game, this year's championship will definitely be ours!" ”

This game is the last carnival before the exam.

That night, the feast in the Hufflepuff common room lasted until midnight.

Harris, who had been shouting that he had drunk so much that he could not get drunk for a thousand glasses, fell on his stomach on the table after drinking the third bottle of Butterbeer.

Several of the older Quidditch players stood up in surprise and carried him back to the dormitory with skillful movements.

Kyle looked at this scene and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong with him?" ”

"Oh, drunk." Philo said calmly.

"Butterbeer can get drunk too?" Kyle said incredulously, "There's really beer in there." ”

He had always thought it was a drink similar to hot cocoa.

"Yes, but those beers were boiled in advance to add a little flavor."

At this time, a new student with pigtails said, "I have someone in my family who makes butterbeer, I saw it with my own eyes." ”

"That's right, so if you're a bad drinker, you'll get drunk even if you drink butterbeer." Ferry smiled and said, "Just like Harris, he can only drink two glasses normally, and one more sip will not work." ”

"I remember the first time he went to Hogsmeade in his third year, he fell asleep on three broomsticks without warning.

Ms. Rosmerta was so frightened that she thought there was something wrong with her butterbeer. ”

Kelgan laughed twice.

Brewed beer can be drunk, this amount of alcohol is ...... Is it bad to drink pumpkin juice?

After Harris got drunk, the feast ended quickly, and the people dispersed and returned to their dormitories.

……

After the carnival, endless revisions await them.

As the exams approached, the atmosphere in the castle grew more and more tense, and people had no time to think about Quidditch anymore, and they could see students endorsing books almost everywhere they went.

The learning atmosphere at Hogwarts is at an all-time high.

Even Harry and Ron gave up investigating Snape for the time being, and began to study hard in the library with Hermione.

It's just that Hermione is a reviewer, and Harry and Ron are a previewer.

In this tense atmosphere, exam week is fast approaching.

For Kyle, the second-year exam was not difficult at all, and he only took ten minutes to complete the written exam.

Professor McGonagall, however, did not allow him to submit the paper in advance, on the grounds that he would not be able to pass on the answers to others.

That's right, Professor McGonagall failed to proctolate the senior year this year, which made her very unhappy after looking forward to the academic year, and silently complained about Dumbledore in her heart.

She looked up and looked around the classroom.

Anyway, this year's student is a bit too well-behaved, and she only confiscated five cheating props before the exam, and the harvest has shrunk by more than half compared to last year.

This made Professor McGonagall even more disappointed.

Idle anyway, she simply walked up behind Kyle and looked at his roll.

Many noticed that Professor McGonagall's face suddenly turned serious, and she shook her head as she looked at it.

"Didn't Kyle do well this time?"

People have different looks, some are nervous, some are regretful, and some are excited......

Kyle didn't really care, though, mainly because he couldn't see Professor McGonagall's expression in his position.

I finally got through to the end of the written test, and the next practical operation was much more pleasant.

Professor Flitwick casts a spell on a pineapple and asks them to guess what the spell is and then restore the pineapple to its original shape.

When it was Kyle's turn, he deliberately made it more difficult.

The pineapple suddenly grew legs, then jumped off the table and ran as fast as she could on the ground.

"You have three chances." Professor Flitwick laughed, "But you can only stand still." ”

The pineapple with long legs is very flexible, and every time Kyle is about to chant a spell, it immediately changes direction.

Both spells failed, and Kyle gave Professor Flitwick a somewhat helpless look.

Don't think about it, it must be him.

But Professor Flitwick smiled calmly as if he didn't know anything, "There's only one last chance left......

"I can't help it." Kyle takes a deep breath, and then an orange glow lights up on his wand......

"Wait, wait......" Professor Flitwick's pupils narrowed, and he hurriedly stopped him.

"There's a Transfiguration exam going on next door, and this spell will affect someone else's."

"That exam ......"

"You've passed." Professor Flitwick said with a smile.

In fact, he'd already given Kyle a perfect score, and that was just a little bit of his own bad taste.

……

(End of chapter)