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But Malfoy's series of demands could no longer be solved by the Transfiguration Spell.
That's a true magic item.
But compared to one hundred Galleons, these troubles are minor issues.
Cedric also understood what Kyle meant, and he smacked his lips with some sigh.
I can only say that the Malfoy family is worthy of being rich, as they would actually spend a hundred Galleons to buy a toy, which is more than his father's monthly salary.
After a while, the professors appeared.
Professor McGonagall, Professor Snape...even Professor Sprout, who usually stays in the greenhouse, came.
With the exception of Headmaster Dumbledore, it seemed that all the students and teachers in the school had come to the stands around the Quidditch pitch, many of them bringing binoculars.
Some of the seats at the back have been raised to mid-air, but it is still sometimes difficult to see what is happening on the court.
Soon, both teams entered the Quidditch pitch through the passage.
After seeing Harry Potter in his team uniform, the Gryffindor stands erupted in excited cheers, followed by countless deafening lion roars.
"That thing is awesome..."
Ron looked at the blue lion heads in Neville and Seamus' hands with envy, and said to Hermione sourly, "You really should buy one too."
"That's not necessary, Ron."
Hermione shook her head and said, "It was just a simple Bluebell Fire Charm and a Transfiguration Charm, not worth fifteen Sickles.
And didn’t I already make one for you?”
"That's different."
Ron looked down at the transparent jar in his hand. Although it was warm, it couldn't make a lion's roar.
Kyle said at the time that it was a cheering prop to liven up the atmosphere. Heating was just to make everyone watch the game better. It was an additional small function and was not charged at all.
Seeing Ron's disgusted expression, Hermione raised her eyebrows angrily and immediately took the jar from his hand.
"If you don't want it, give it back to me!"
A gust of wind blew by, causing Ron to shiver before he could react to what was happening.
"Hiss, it's so cold!"
"Hermione..."
"Hmph!" Hermione snorted coldly and turned her head away without paying any attention to him.
In fact, Hermione knew in her heart that the heating pot she made was very different from the ones held by other people.
On the way here, she had tried several times secretly. Although she was able to transform the jar, it was far from as delicate as Kyle's. In addition, she couldn't make a lion's roar.
This huge gap already made Hermione very frustrated, and Ron showed that kind of disgusted expression, which was simply walking into the trap.
In desperation, Ron could only try to get closer to Neville and Seamus, and then he felt less cold.
At the same time, with a whistle, the game began.
"Look, the Quaffle is immediately grabbed by Angelina Johnson from Gryffindor..."
Lee Jordan's voice came from the commentary booth. He passed the selection as he wished and became the new Quidditch commentator.
It’s just… after just saying a serious sentence, Li Qiaodan went a little off track.
"What a great Chaser that girl is, and she's very attractive too..."
"Jordan!" Professor McGonagall reminded unhappily.
"I'm sorry, Professor."
There was a burst of laughter all around.
Kanna glanced at the commentary desk and whispered, "This year's commentary feels a little... um, special."
"That's understandable." Kyle spread his hands and said with a smile, "Lee Jordan is Fred and George's friend. You'd better not expect him to be normal."
Cedric beside him nodded in agreement, but soon he was stunned.
Wait, I think I'm also a friend of Fred and George...
In the stands, Li Jordan continued his commentary.
It must be said that after all, Li Qiaodan has passed layers of selection, and his professional ability is still very solid. Although he may say a few dirty words occasionally, his serious commentary is not affected at all.
The audience quickly adapted to his new style of commentary, which was less serious than before, but quite interesting once they got used to it.
……
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 179 Crazy Lu Wei
Five minutes into the game, the first goal finally came.
It's Angelina from Gryffindor...
The cheers from the stands echoed in the cold air like thunder.
Kyle clapped like everyone else, and just as Lee Jordan said, Angelina was indeed an excellent chaser.
When she was attacking just now, it was as if she could really fly, and she broke through the defense line behind Slytherin by herself.
But just as Kyle finished clapping and was about to continue watching the game, a large fiery red bird suddenly flew through the crowd and landed on his shoulder.
"Fox?"
Kyle looked at the phoenix on his shoulder with some surprise.
What’s going on? The headmaster’s bird also likes to watch Quidditch?
Never heard of it.
The little wizards around were also startled.
Cedric opened his mouth and stared at Fox like a pervert, his saliva almost dripping out.
"This... This is a phoenix?!"
"That's right, that's right!" Suddenly, he stood up excitedly, gesticulating and saying, "This is the Phoenix, it's exactly like the description in the book!"
"Calm down. Look at how useless you are." Kyle looked at him with disdain and said, "It's just a phoenix. What's the big deal?"
Cedric pouted.
It's easy to say... This is the first time he has seen a living phoenix in his life.
At this time, Kyle had already taken out a handful of dill leaves and handed them to Fox.
Watching a football game, of course, requires snacks.
But unexpectedly, Fox didn't eat it. Instead, it shook its head and whispered something in Kyle's ear.
"What the hell?"
Kyle frowned.
Fox didn't come to watch the game, but to deliver a message.
Dumbledore wanted to see him.
But the game has just begun...
Seeing that Kyle didn't move, Fox raised his head and pecked his hair.
"Okay, okay, stop pulling my hair, I'll go." Kyle could only stand up.
"What's wrong?" Kanna asked curiously.
Kyle whispered, "The principal wants to see me. I have to go back to the castle."
"headmaster?"
"Well, this phoenix is the principal's pet..."
"Do you need our help?" Cedric asked.
"No need, just continue watching the game."
Kyle took a reluctant look at the stadium, then squeezed out of the crowd and walked quickly towards the castle.
There was no one on the road, and Kyle learned from Fawkes why Dumbledore was looking for him.
When he returned to the castle, Kyle went straight up the stairs and came to the restricted area on the fourth floor.
Dumbledore was already waiting for him here, along with Hagrid.
"Professor, Hagrid."
Kyle greeted him and frowned, "I heard from Fox that Lou Williams is crazy?"
"I think so." Dumbledore said softly, "I'm sorry, Kyle, this may delay your viewing of the game, but now only you can figure out the reason."
"It's okay, Lu Wei is also my friend." Kyle shook his head and said, "Can I take a look at it now?"
"of course."
Dumbledore opened the door and led Kyle in.
In the room, Lu Wei was lying on the trapdoor, fast asleep.
"Some necessary measures." Dumbledore explained: "If it wakes up, it will attack everything around it crazily, and then it will be difficult to close this door."
"I understand." Kyle nodded.
Then he walked forward and carefully examined Lu Wei's body.
There are no wounds and the hair is intact, so it should not be caused by external trauma.
Kyle frowned, and seemed to understand why Dumbledore wanted to ask him to come here.
"Professor, can you wake up Fluffy?" Kyle asked.
"Then you have to be prepared, Kyle." Dumbledore's expression was a little serious. "Believe me, a mad three-headed dog is far more terrifying than you think."
"It's okay. I'm sure I won't get hurt as long as you're here."