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"Are they...easy to talk to?" Cedric was a little confused, "Are you serious?"
"Yeah." Kyle nodded, "And I'm actually very good at reasoning with others, and usually they are happy to listen."
Cedric was still a little doubtful. The Montague he knew was not easy to talk to.
But before he could say anything else, he was interrupted by a sudden commotion on the field.
The two teams started fighting.
To be precise, it was Fred, George and Harry. The three of them rushed towards Malfoy and punched and kicked him.
In an instant, the entire Quidditch pitch was in complete chaos.
The sound of fists hitting the body, Malfoy's screams, and the shouts of the surrounding audience mixed together, rising and falling with each other.
"What trouble did Malfoy's mouth get him into again?" Kyle couldn't help but think.
He did see Malfoy say something just now, but because the distance was too far, he couldn't hear it clearly in the stands... Then Malfoy was beaten.
"Don't do this, Fred, George..." Cedric leaned his upper body out of the stands and shouted down: "Professor, the professor is still here, stop it!"
But the three of them were like angry bulls at this time, turning a deaf ear to the sounds around them, and raised their fists and smashed at Malfoy.
until……
"There are many obstacles!"
A force pushed the three people out.
"What are you doing!" Ms. Huo Qi shouted angrily: "I have never seen this kind of behavior... You three, go to the dean's office right now, right now!"
Fred, George and Harry left the field without looking back and strode towards the castle.
The Slytherins behind him stepped forward and helped Malfoy up, who was curled up on the ground and groaning.
His mouth was bleeding, shoe sole marks of various types could be seen everywhere on his body, and his entire face was larger than before.
Pansy Parkinson ran over and started screaming and cursing as soon as she saw Malfoy. Crabbe stood behind, giggling at the three people who left... Montague was also laughing.
Kyle looked at the commentary table again. Li Jordan had been taken away, and Professor McGonagall, who was originally behind him, followed Fred and the others back to the castle with a pale face.
"Should we go and have a look too?" Kangna said.
Things happened so fast that she had no idea what was happening, but judging from the current situation... Gryffindor was in big trouble.
"Then I'll go find out what's going on." Mikel said.
"Okay." Kyle nodded, "But we'd better hurry up, there will be more people leaving soon."
Then they left the stands together.
Kyle, Cedric and Connor ran towards the castle, while Mikel ran towards the remaining Gryffindor players on the field.
……
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 642 I am very good at reasoning
Although Kyle moved very quickly, they still failed to catch up with Fred and others before Professor McGonagall.
When they rushed back to the castle, they happened to see the door of Professor McGonagall's office being closed.
After a brief discussion, several people decided to wait for them to come out in the corridor.
Because of the Quidditch match, the corridor was quiet and there was no one, but there was a ghost.
Nearly headless Nick poked his head out from the corridor floor and slowly floated up.
"What did those students do?" He looked at Kyle and asked curiously: "I just noticed that Mag's hands were shaking. She rarely loses such a big temper."
"A little conflict between students," Kyle said.
"Yeah." Nearly Headless Nick said,
He didn't think that a small contradiction could make Professor McGonagall so angry, but seeing that Kyle was unwilling to say anything, he didn't ask again.
The main reason is that there is no need... The ghost can travel around the castle at will, and he can listen to it by himself.
Then the almost headless Nick floated into the next room.
Kyle was the only one left in the corridor again.
A minute later, Qiu also ran over.
"How's it going? Are Fred and George okay?" she asked anxiously.
"I don't know yet." Cedric pointed to the door of Professor McGonagall's office, "They were just brought in."
"But let me tell you, Professor McGonagall probably wouldn't let them go so easily. There were so many people and professors watching at that time.
"...I estimate that seven days of confinement will definitely be indispensable."
"They were too impulsive." Qiu frowned and said, "Malfoy was obviously provocative because he lost the game. They were fooled."
"Yeah..." Kyle said, "I guess Professor McGonagall should be telling them the same thing now."
At this time, Cedric came to the window at the end of the corridor and took a look outside.
"Everyone is back."
The noisy conversation reached the ears of several people, and the sound became louder and louder.
"Look at the Slytherins." Cedric suddenly pointed out the window, "They look really happy, don't they."
Kyle walked over.
From this position, he could clearly see Malfoy and Montague standing in the grounds in front of the castle.
There was another person in front of them.
...Umbridge
Kyle didn't know what they said, but if he guessed correctly, it must have something to do with Fred and the others.
Because although Malfoy was walking with a limp and his face was swollen, there was no trace of anger on his face. On the contrary, he was smiling, as if he was celebrating the success of his conspiracy.
"They must be planning some conspiracy!" Qiu couldn't help but said: "What a bunch of despicable guys."
"But Fred and George were fooled." Cedric sighed.
……
Five minutes later, Umbridge came over with cheerful steps.
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Kyle and the others left from the other side of the corridor when she first arrived on this floor.
However, they did not go back to the Hufflepuff common room downstairs, but went to the eighth floor to wait in front of the Fat Lady's portrait.
But what Kyle didn't expect was that they would have to wait all day.
Neither Fred, George nor Harry came back that day, and they were not even seen during dinner.
It was already the next day when I saw them again.
On this day, Kyle and the others came to the auditorium early in the morning, and finally saw the dejected Fred and George here.
"What did Professor McGonagall say?" Cedric sat on the empty seat next to them and asked tentatively: "Is it confinement? How long?"
"One week." Fred's voice was dry.
"That's good." Qiu pretended to smile lightly, "You can beat Malfoy for a week of confinement. It's actually quite cost-effective, isn't it?"
"If this was the case, it would be fine if we were imprisoned for a year." George said, "But we are suspended."
"What?" Cedric said incredulously.
"Yes, what Umbridge said, we and Harry are banned from participating in Quidditch matches anymore." Fred looked ugly and poked the bread on the plate hard.
"Didn't you find Professor McGonagall?" Cedric said subconsciously: "Professor McGonagall's most important thing is the Quidditch match. There is no way she would agree."
"It's useless," said George. "Umbridge brought Education Order No. 25 from the Ministry of Magic, which gives her the right to punish any student, not to mention Professor McGonagall, even Principal Dumbledore." Can't stop it."
"Then your team..."
"Yes, there's no chance." Fred tried to pretend not to care, "Without the Seeker and Beater, Gryffindor is destined to be at the bottom of this year's Quidditch competition. "
"The rest is up to you." George said with a loud laugh. The laughter was exaggerated and it didn't sound like his voice at all. "Slytherin must be taught a lesson."
At this point, his voice became gritty again.
"That little Malfoy bastard...he insulted our parents, and Harry's mother...but got no punishment."
"That's not fair!" Fred said angrily, "Sooner or later we will make her pay...whether it's Malfoy or that toad Umbridge."
"That's for sure... but don't be impulsive again." Qiu reminded: "Umbridge has a lot of power now. If she catches any evidence again, you will probably be fired. "
"Don't worry, we won't...be fired." George said calmly.
Kyle glanced at him and suddenly asked: "Is there any way for you to rematch?"
"Yes." Cedric stood up directly, "I'm going to find Professor McGonagall. She will definitely have a solution."
"Don't go." Fred stopped him.
"It's useless." George shook his head, "Umbridge did say what we need to do to lift our ban."
"But there is no way we can do that." Fred said firmly.
"Don't be stupid, that's a suspension!" Cedric asked: "What should I do, confinement? Or apologize to Malfoy?"
"No." Fred hesitated for a moment and then said: "Umbridge said that Lucius Malfoy is very angry. If we want to play again, we must write a letter to obtain his forgiveness."
"I guess this must be the idea of that little beast Malfoy." George sneered: "Everyone knows that our family and Malfoy have never dealt with each other...how could they let go of this opportunity."
"And if we wrote, we would definitely be laughed at."
Fred continued: "Not only us, but also our father will be laughed at by old Malfoy."
"This will be a stain on the Weasley family forever..."
"Don't just say that you are not allowed to play. Even if you are expelled, we will never let this happen."
Fred and George sounded determined.
Cedric opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.