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By this time, the aroma of grilled sausages had attracted quite a few people, so the two stopped talking about this topic.
The Patronus Charm is a difficult spell, and after two hours of training, many people were hungry.
The rich smell of grilled sausages made them drool.
Some people immediately left the common room, and when they came back, they had a lot more food in their hands.
Bread, pumpkin juice, pies... and whole roast chickens and big steaks.
This brings us to the advantages of Hufflepuff.
While others can only go to bed hungry, they can have a hearty midnight snack in a short time.
And you don’t have to worry about getting caught while swimming at night.
The kitchen was right next door, so unless the professor or Filch was guarding the door, there was no way they could be caught.
Soon, the sausages were grilled.
Kyle got a fork and handed Connor a slightly burnt sausage.
Kanna took it with shining eyes and took a bite.
"How is it, is it cooked?"
"Yeah." Kanna nodded repeatedly, "It's delicious."
"That's good." Kyle then took one as well.
Kanna blinked, feeling that something was wrong, but the constant fragrance coming from her nose made her quickly forget about it.
After a while, Cedric came back.
As soon as he walked in, he was hit in the face by all kinds of smells.
"Any more? Give me one too!" He walked over to Kyle and snatched a sausage without saying a word, then took some toast from another table.
"Is it done so quickly?" Kyle asked.
Cedric shook his head, "No, I came straight back."
"Because of Professor McGonagall?" Connor said. "Does she still not want you to come in contact with the Dementors?"
"No, Professor McGonagall had already left when I got there. It was Professor Lupin who seemed a little unwell."
Cedric said, "I waited at the door of the Great Hall until everyone had left, and was about to go in when I saw Professor Snape handing him a large potion and saying that he needed that."
"Professor Lupin is sick again?" Connor asked.
In the first half of the school year alone, Professor Lupin had asked for leave twice, once with Professor Snape taking his place, and once with Professor McGonagall.
And according to Qiu, they, Ravenclaw, also missed several Defense Against the Dark Arts classes.
"That should be the case... He finished all the medicine."
Cedric said, "And if you look closely, he does look a little worse than usual. I felt it was a little inappropriate to let him come in contact with the Dementors at this time, so I just came back."
"It's okay, you can go see him in a few days," Kyle said, "or wait until the club starts next month."
"That's all."
Cedric put down the pumpkin juice in his hand and said thoughtfully: "Do you find it strange why Professor Lupin didn't look for Madam Pomfrey...
I mean, she was there, and she was probably more professional than Professor Snape."
"Maybe Madam Pomfrey has other things to do," Connor said.
"Maybe..." Cedric said quietly as he took another sip of pumpkin juice.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 404 Kanna's Guardian
In the second week of school, a rematch between Gryffindor and Slytherin took place, and Slytherin won.
According to Fred and George, Harry had wanted to ask Professor McGonagall for his Firebolt, but was refused.
Although this match determined whether Gryffindor could finally win the Quidditch Cup, for Harry's safety, Professor McGonagall would not agree to let him take it away and use it once.
His Nimbus 2000 had not been repaired yet, so Harry had no choice but to ride a Meteor onto the field... an antique product from the Hogwarts broom room, used exclusively for first-year flying lessons.
To be honest, the biggest advantage of this broom is that you can bump into it at will. After all, you don't have to feel bad if it breaks.
When Kyle saw the broom in Harry's hand, he knew Gryffindor was doomed to lose.
The fact was just as he thought, Slytherin won a great victory. When Malfoy caught the Golden Snitch, Harry was still struggling forward behind him.
There was a deafening cheer from the Slytherin stands, but Gryffindor was completely silent.
Oliver Wood didn't look at Marcus' smug face, and left the field in silence with his broom, and the other players followed him.
Although it may sound a bit unfair, this is good news for Hufflepuff, or rather, it is good news for the remaining three houses.
If the Firebolt is fine, then Gryffindor will definitely become an invincible team with the fastest broom in the world.
But today they only scored 30 points, which is almost equivalent to playing one game less. This undoubtedly gave other teams a chance to breathe.
"The next game is crucial. No matter what, we can't let them pull too far behind us!"
In the common room, Cedric said excitedly: "It doesn't matter even if we lose one game. As long as we surpass Gryffindor in the final total score, we can still win the championship!"
"Captain, are you too nervous?" Mikel said nonchalantly, "Isn't there something wrong with the Firebolt? It's just an old-fashioned Meteor... I dare say Gryffindor must be the bottom team this year."
"It's not a problem, but a suspicion. The professor is checking it out."
Cedric corrected, “And I saw that Professor McGonagall looked very unhappy today, so this process may end early.
At least we will have to wait until next month when we play Gryffindor, and the result will come out, and it will most likely appear on the field. "
Mikkel sat up slightly straighter, "Is the news reliable?"
"Think about it carefully." Cedric glanced at him, "Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Madam Hooch, what kind of evil curse could be hidden from them... If there was a problem, it would have been detected long ago.
The reason it took so long was simply because the professors wanted to make sure everything was done properly.”
"Then..." Mikkel frowned, "I will keep an eye on Potter and interfere with him from snatching the Golden Snitch."
"No!"
Cedric shook his head.
"If it's the Nimbus 2000, it might be possible, but the Firebolt... honestly, the Bludger can't catch up with it.
As far as I know, the Quidditch World Cup has produced new Bludgers and Golden Snitches because of this broom, but these are only for the competition, and the school definitely doesn’t have them.”
"Then what should we do? Just watch him grab the Golden Snitch?" Mikel pounded the sofa.
"My plan is that everyone except me will give up the Snitch. You and Will..." Cedric looked at the other batsman and said in a deep voice, "You two don't need to worry about me. Just protect Kyle and help him score.
Whatever you do, keep the Bludger five feet away from him."
Give up the Snitch...
When Seeker Cedric said this, everyone was silent.
This means that they will give up the rhythm of the game, hand over the initiative to the opponent, and fall into a completely passive situation.
It would be fine if they had an advantage, but if not, Gryffindor could score as many points as they wanted, or even secure the victory in one game.
If this were the case, they dared not imagine what would happen...
"Isn't that too risky?" batsman Will frowned.
“It’s the only way we can win.”
Cedric said, "I trust Kyle. He is the best Chaser in all of Hogwarts, bar none... I am willing to take a risk."
The team fell silent again.
"I hope there's something wrong with the Firebolt..." Grace, a new Chaser this year, suddenly said softly.
Kyle, who was sitting at the edge, took a deep breath and said nothing.
The pressure is a bit high...
For this reason, Kyle couldn't escape the three times of training per week. Add in the Charms and Transfiguration Clubs, and his schedule was packed.
Even Kanna's special training on the Patronus Charm can only be done on weekend mornings.
After Cedric heard the news, he followed along a few times, but as Kyle said before, the Patronus was of no help to him now.
After trying a few times, he gave up.
Before they knew it, it was February. The freezing weather remained unchanged. The match with Gryffindor was drawing closer, and Professor McGonagall still hadn't returned the Firebolt to Harry, but she hadn't taken it away either.
Third graders Hannah and Susan helped to find out...
They said that Harry would ask Professor McGonagall about the Firebolt after every Transfiguration class.
They paid attention to Professor McGonagall's response. So far, most of the usual spells had been tested, and it seemed that only one throwing spell was left.
This is hardly good news.
However, Connor's special training was a different story. Her Patronus Charm improved rapidly, and by the fourth time, she had caught up with Cedric.
In the sky above the house where every wish is granted, two balls of silver light, one big and one small, were chasing each other.
The bigger one is Kyle's patronus, and the smaller one is naturally Kanna's.
Her patronus was only the size of a fist, and although it was just an outline, one could clearly see its wings and antennae.
"It seems to be a butterfly..."
Kyle said, "Of course, we can't rule out other possibilities, such as insects with the shape of the ghost-faced hawk moth..."
Before he could finish his words, a book flew over to him.
Connor glared at Kyle unhappily.
She had seen that creature in a book.
Judging from its appearance alone, it is no less impressive than the Dementors, especially the skull-like markings. Connor feels uncomfortable whenever she thinks of it.
If that were the case, she would rather her patronus be a toad or a caterpillar.
Kyle smiled. He was just joking, of course. Judging from the size of the wings, it was certain that it was a butterfly.