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Without any hesitation, Kyle turned around and ran upstairs, taking out his wand and box as quickly as possible.
"Is it the person holding the diary, or... a basilisk!" Kyle felt nervous.
It would be fine if it was a human, but if it was a basilisk... I don't know if it would listen to me.
If it doesn't listen...will the Norwegian Ridgeback Norbert be able to deal with it?
With such mixed feelings, Kyle ran all the way to the corridor where Myrtle's bathroom was located.
But when he got here, he was suddenly stunned because the people who appeared at the door of the bathroom were all acquaintances.
"Harry, Hermione, Ron?" Kyle asked subconsciously, "Why are you here?"
The three seemed to be frightened by the series of explosions, and only suddenly reacted after hearing Kyle's voice.
Harry turned around and stammered, "We...we were just passing by...yes, just passing by!"
As he spoke, Kyle also noticed that Hermione was holding a large, thick book that seemed to be moldy.
After noticing Kyle's gaze, she immediately hid the book behind her back...the words "guilty conscience" were almost written on her face.
Although she moved quickly, Kyle still saw the word "potion". If he guessed correctly, it should be "Powerful Potion".
A high-end potion book, and he had an identical handwritten copy in his box.
Kyle didn't care. He looked at the dark faces of the three people and finally felt relieved.
Just hope it’s not a basilisk.
"Whether you are just passing by or for some other reason, I think you should just run." Kyle said, "We just finished the Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall should not be far away."
"Professor McGonagall?!"
The three of them were like cats whose tails were stepped on, and they almost jumped up in fright.
"If she finds out we blew up the bathroom..."
"Ron, we didn't blow up the bathroom!" Hermione corrected, "We just opened the door and didn't even go in."
"I know, but Professor McGonagall doesn't know!"
"Stop talking, run!"
Perhaps because of the lesson from last Halloween, the three of them ran away without hesitation.
When they passed by Kyle, they did not forget to thank him.
"Thanks for the reminder, Kyle."
"Let's go first!"
The three of them reached the stairs as quickly as possible and began running towards Gryffindor Tower.
Just as they turned the corner, a tabby cat hopped lightly onto the handrail on the other side of the corridor. Its amber eyes looked around and soon found Kyle and the messy bathroom.
The tabby cat then jumped off the handrail and transformed into Professor McGonagall in mid-air.
"It turns out this is here..."
She hurried to the bathroom, "Oh my God, what on earth is going on here? Is someone practicing blasting spells?"
Kyle also moved closer.
I have to say that Professor McGonagall's description was a bit exaggerated.
In the bathroom, apart from the surrounding walls, ceiling, and the corridor at the entrance which were blackened by smoke, there was no other damaged area.
The "exploding textbook" is, after all, Joko's joke prop. Apart from making a loud noise, its lethality can be said to be almost zero.
Otherwise Kyle wouldn't dare to put them up in the school.
Professor McGonagall soon noticed this, but she was still very angry.
"Professor McGonagall, I came here because I heard the noise," Kyle said first.
Professor McGonagall glanced at him and nodded.
"Was there anyone else here when you came?"
"There are three." Kyle pointed in the direction of the stairs and said, "They just ran away from the stairs when I came here."
"Who is it!" Professor McGonagall asked with pursed lips.
Kyle pointed at the dark wall and said, "Their faces were just like this wall. I couldn't see them clearly at all."
Professor McGonagall looked at the wall of the bathroom, then at the three clear human figures in the blackened corridor at the entrance. She seemed to have thought of something, and a faint smile appeared on her originally serious face.
"Another of Zuko's stuff..."
She had no intention of chasing Harry and the others. She just took out her wand, restored the bathroom to its original state, and then drove away the people around her.
The commotion just now attracted many students who came to watch the fun. They thought that someone else had been attacked like Filch.
During this process, Myrtle was so quiet that she seemed as if she didn't exist. It was not until Professor McGonagall left that she carefully poked out her transparent head.
"Three annoying people were driven away... I didn't expect that the things you put there would be really useful."
"What do you think that is?" Kyle, who had turned back halfway, looked at Myrtle and whispered.
"The old books you don't want..." said Myrtle. "Will you put new ones in?"
"of course."
The last time he went to Hogsmeade, Kyle bought a lot of things at Zonko's, including the "Exploding Textbook".
Although there are only two books, judging from what happened just now, these are enough.
……
When Kyle returned to the hall, lunch had already begun. Professor McGonagall was sitting in the guest of honor seat, talking to Professor Flitwick.
Harry and the other two arrived later, halfway through lunch, and walked in with their heads lowered.
They all changed their clothes and tidied their messy hair as they walked.
In the guest of honor table, Professor McGonagall looked at them thoughtfully.
……
"Tomorrow is the Quidditch game."
Nearby, Harris was talking to Cedric, "Gryffindor and Slytherin, we can just see the power of those brooms, and their new Seekers."
Harris was referring to Draco Malfoy, only he was the new guy.
Cedric nodded, "I'll keep an eye on it."
"I hope he got into the team because of those brooms, and not because he's a genius like Potter." Harris said hopefully.
Seven brand new Nimbus 2001s would be fine, but if they add an excellent Seeker... the other three teams would have no chance at all.
……
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 299 Magic defeats magic
On Saturday morning, Kyle got up early to watch the Quidditch match that was about to begin.
This year's event schedule is not very friendly to Gryffindor. They must be the first to face Slytherin after all members have changed their clothes.
All members are in Nimbus 2001... This is already the configuration of a professional team.
Faced with such a situation, they naturally wouldn't be in a good mood, and even Fred and George lost the mood to joke.
When Kyle arrived at the Great Hall, he saw the Gryffindor players crowded around the empty long dining table, each of them looking nervous and silent.
Kyle didn't know what to say, so he just hurried over and patted them on the shoulders as they were about to go to the Quidditch field.
"Come on, if you win you won't have to tap dance around the castle again."
Last school year, Fred and George had been coming up with all sorts of excuses to shirk their obligations regarding the Order of Merlin bet, and they still hadn't fulfilled it.
The main reason is that the moves they thought of were too weird. Whether it was holding three trophies or tap dancing on a broom, they were all difficult moves.
Each one of them alone is barely enough, and if you add them together... I can only say that I am powerless.
Fred's eyes lit up. "Really?"
"Of course, it's a deal." Kyle said with a smile.
“Honestly, your way of boosting morale is much more effective than Wood’s.” George came closer. “He only tells us the same old stuff.”
He cleared his throat and waved his hands in an Oliver Wood-like motion. "…Slytherin's brooms are better than ours, but the people on our brooms are better than theirs…"
"Isn't it obvious...does he need to tell me?"
"But he's the captain after all." Fred spread his hands and said, "We can only cooperate."
The two of them teased Oliver Wood from the left and right, and there was no trace of their previous depressed and decadent look.
Kyle even suspected that they were pretending just now, just waiting for what he said just now...
"Hey, Kyle, your expression is so obvious that I can guess what you are thinking." George raised his eyebrows and said, "But it's really not..."
“We were really nervous before…”
“I’m worried about losing the game…”
"Until we put on this..." Fred patted the golden and red team uniform on his body.
"And we decided that if we could win the game this time."
“Let’s celebrate in the same way…”
"It has nothing to do with the bet, it's just a pure celebration!"
Fred and George walked into the players' locker room with a smile, while Kyle went to the stands for the game. Cedric had already helped him reserve a seat in the front.
"How about it."
"They seem quite confident," Kyle said with a smile.
"That's good." Looking at the player tunnel, Oliver Wood had already walked out with other players.
"In fact, I asked Hannah and Susan from the second year yesterday..." Connor looked at the Slytherin team on the other side, "They both said that Draco Malfoy's performance in flying class was far worse than Potter's."