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"So, you came to me to borrow Quidditch books?"
At the edge of the Black Lake, Kyle looked at the panting duo and asked, "Isn't it in the library? The collection there is much richer than what I have here. You can just go and borrow it."
"They've all been borrowed." Harry took a breath and said nervously, "Mrs. Pince said we have to wait until after Christmas to get one."
On the way here, Ron had said that he could borrow the books for him, but Harry thought it over and decided it would be better to ask in person.
After all, it was he who really wanted to read the book, not Ron.
"Are Quidditch books so popular now?"
Kyle looked at Harry's nervous expression and didn't say much. He just took out his wand.
"The Origin of Quidditch is coming!"
Soon, a thick book drew an arc in the air and fell lightly into Kyle's hands.
"You should read this one first."
Kyle handed the book to Harry. "It contains some flying instructions, which are more suitable for novices like you."
"Thank you, thank you!"
Harry quickly took it, "I'll return it to you as soon as possible."
Kyle waved his hand and said, "It's okay. I don't need this book right now. You can read it anyway."
Harry thanked him again and then he and Ron returned to the castle.
After they left, Kyle turned to look at Fred and George next to him and asked in confusion: "What happened to you?"
Ron took the initiative to greet them as soon as they met, but the twins acted as if they didn't hear him and didn't even turn their heads.
This is a bit abnormal.
Although Fred and George enjoyed teasing their little brother, they never ignored him and would at least say a few perfunctory words to him.
"Nothing, I just simply don't want to talk to him." Fred sighed.
"We used to think Ron was not smart, but we never thought he was so stupid."
“What do you mean…” Kyle seemed to smell the scent of melon.
George asked, "Remember the last time we met them on the fourth floor?"
Kyle nodded. Not only did he remember them, he had seen them with his own eyes.
"We have made inquiries."
Fred said, "They agreed to a wizard duel with Malfoy, so they went to the fourth floor."
"Wizard duel?" Cedric said subconsciously: "Slytherin will not easily issue a wizard duel. This sounds like a trap."
"Who says it isn't?"
George shook his head and said, "Curfew time, on the fourth floor where it is most likely to be discovered, and a wizard duel... With these three things combined, even a goblin can tell it's a trap."
"But Ron actually believed it..."
"Merlin, is he really a Weasley?"
"Uh..." Cedric opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something fair for Ron, but he didn't know what to say.
After all, Charlie, Percy and the twins are all very smart. In comparison, Ron's brain is indeed not that bright.
“Even a straight hook can bite…” Fred swung the fishing rod in his hand and said, “He’s not even as good as the fish in the Black Lake!”
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 167: Hogwarts' Darkest Hour
Fred and George didn't really dislike Ron, they just felt a little disappointed with him. If they really didn't care about Ron at all, they wouldn't have said what they just said.
"That's not the case." Kyle thought for a moment and said, "At least Ron is honest, which is also an advantage.
By the way, why on earth are they having a wizard duel with Malfoy?"
"It is said that it is because of the new student named Neville."
Fred thought for a moment and said, "Malfoy hid his map and laughed at his poor memory. Ron and Harry went to defend him, and that's when the conflict arose.
A three-on-three wizard duel, it's amazing that they came up with it."
"Having a sense of justice and loyalty... these are two more advantages."
Kyle nodded and said seriously, "So Ron is not as bad as you say... At least he is much better than the fish in the Black Lake."
"We are not denying his actions."
Fred shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. If it weren't for Ron's good intentions and not embarrassing Weasley, they wouldn't have cared about that stupid brother.
"We are just questioning his intelligence... Even if he goes to Professor McGonagall to complain, it is much better than stupidly going to the fourth floor during curfew."
George said angrily, "He suffered such a huge loss, but he just slept and forgot everything."
Kyle raised an eyebrow, as if he had guessed the real reason why they were angry.
The conflict between Gryffindor and Slytherin is a historical issue. Every time you punch me, I kick you back. I can't say that I will definitely get the upper hand, but I will definitely not consider myself unlucky.
Even Percy, whom they called a nerd, would go to the professor to complain.
George continued, "If it were me, I would know at least five ways to make that Malfoy regret what he did."
"Like hiring an owl to deliver him a dung egg at breakfast that explodes when it's unwrapped."
"Or pouring the failed potions lesson into his shoes."
"That's a bit difficult." Kyle stroked his chin and said, "Snape always cleans up substandard potions directly.
If you don't care about the penalty points and confinement, I think it's better to create an accident and splash it on the spot."
Fred and George looked at Kyle in disbelief.
In Potions class, throwing a failed potion at a Slytherin student?
Even if this was really an accident, Snape would have deducted 100 points, at least 100 points.
Does Kyle really think that they are "divided" too much by Gran?
No matter how much they don't care about scores, they don't want to be last in the College Cup every year.
It's embarrassing, okay.
Fred and George rolled their eyes at the same time and ignored Kyle's bad idea.
"We've thought about it." George looked back in the direction and gave a meaningful smile.
"In order to raise Ron's awareness of crisis and vigilance..."
"Prevent him from believing in this kind of trap full of loopholes again..."
"We decided to give him special training..."
"Special training?" Cedric was a little confused. This wasn't Quidditch, so how could he train?
"Yes, we call it the darkest hour of Hogwarts!" Fred said, "We didn't sleep a wink all night to perfect this plan."
"But there's nothing we can do. He is our favorite brother."
"Sure, it might make Ron suffer a little, but he'll gain a lot more."
"At least we have the sense to not actually harm him."
"He will thank us in the future."
……
Kyle didn't know whether Ron would thank Fred and George in the future, but he knew that Ron's days would probably not be easy from now on.
Hogwarts Darkest Hour… the name itself speaks for itself.
Although the specific content is unclear, it is definitely not a good thing.
Poor Ron, he actually has two such unreliable brothers.
"Need help?" Kyle asked.
"Not yet." Fred shook his head and said, "The preliminary plan is already very complete and can be implemented tomorrow."
Kyle said a little disappointedly: "Okay, you can always tell me if you need anything."
"Don't worry, we won't be polite."
At this moment, Kyle suddenly felt the fishing rod in his hand sink. The force was so strong that he was almost dragged into the Black Lake.
It's hooked, and it must be a big fish!
"Click..."
The fishing rod made a crisp sound and broke in two.
Kyle immediately forgot about the loving Weasley, and quickly grabbed the remaining half of the fishing rod and pulled it back with force.
"Quick, Cedric, the reinforcement spell!"
They only used a simple fishing rod made of mountain pear branches and spider silk. It is normal for this to happen if the fish they caught is too big.
"I'm coming, hold on!" Cedric threw away his fishing rod.
But before he could take out his wand, Kyle fell to the ground, and his fishing rod was raised high, throwing a silver fish onto the grass not far away.
Kyle didn't even bother to brush off the grass leaves on his body. He stood up from the ground and ran over immediately.
It was a one-foot-long broadback fish, roughly estimated to weigh about two kilograms.
Kyle frowned.
This broad-back fish, which is common in Black Lake, is of average size, and two kilograms is considered quite large.
But the huge force he just felt didn't seem like something a small fish like this should have.
The hardness and toughness of the mountain pear tree are quite high, and a two-pound fish cannot break it in an instant.
"strangeness……"
Cedric, who was squatting next to it, seemed to have discovered something and pointed to the belly of the fish and said, "Kyle, look here."