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Millicent's laughter stopped suddenly, like a goose that was suddenly grabbed by the neck, and he stared at Umbridge in disbelief.
"What?" Montague also frowned, "Professor, I may have heard wrong. You asked a Hufflepuff to lead us?"
"Yes, that's it." Umbridge said a little impatiently, "If you don't want to, you can leave now."
Mengtai's face became extremely ugly, but in the end he said no more.
"Since you have no objection, it's settled." Umbridge nodded with satisfaction, "Kyle will be responsible for leading your actions, and Argus Filch will also provide help.
"In addition, during the operation, each of you has higher rights than the superiors. You can enter and leave the castle at any time, and you are only responsible for me. Even if other professors want to stop the operation, you can ignore it."
To be honest, this right can be said to be very great. After all, even a real prefect cannot leave the common room after curfew under normal circumstances.
Unless there are special circumstances, such as it happens to be their turn to help Filch patrol the castle... the prefects have this responsibility.
But even so, they can only stay on a fixed floor and cannot go wherever they want, which is far inferior to the privileges given by Umbridge.
Not to mention the last one.
Kyle touched his chin, and it suddenly occurred to him that if he was brave enough, he might be able to break into Snape's private collection room openly and openly under the pretext of looking for clues.
Of course, whether Snape will retaliate is another matter.
Unlike Kyle, several Slytherins did not seem very happy to have received such a great privilege.
But Umbridge didn't care about them.
"Okay, what are you waiting for?"
After hearing her words, Malfoy, who had been impatient for a long time, was the first to walk out of the house, followed by Pansy, Crabbe and Goyle.
"By the way, if you need anything, you can come and tell me at any time." Umbridge looked at Kyle, who was left at the end, and said with a smile, "I think you won't let me down."
"Of course, Professor." Kyle nodded without changing his expression, walked out of the office, turned around and closed the door.
Outside, the Slytherins who had just left had not left yet, but were standing in various locations in the corridor.
Montague and Millicent were standing next to a pair of armor not far away, while Malfoy was near the stairs further away.
Kyle didn't care either.
But just when he was about to go back, Montague suddenly jumped out and stopped him.
"I don't know what tricks you used to make Professor Umbridge trust you so much." Montague said with a gloomy face, "But don't try to command me."
"Oh?" Kyle raised his eyebrows, "In that case, why didn't you say that just now, or do you suddenly want to disobey Professor Umbridge's order now?"
"Of course not." Montague sneered and laughed at Kyle in his heart for actually wanting to use such a clumsy method to frame him.
"I will find those people," Montague said, "and you won't need to get involved."
"Why, this is also the task assigned to me by Professor Umbridge."
"Because I will never obey the orders of a Hufflepuff." Montague looked at Kyle arrogantly, "Don't even think about it!"
"That's right." Millicent appeared out of nowhere and echoed Montague's words.
"A Hufflepuff is not worthy of leading us."
Kyle watched their harmonious performance without saying a word, but his actions seemed to be interpreted by Montague as fear and compromise.
"You can participate if you want, but this operation must be directed by me." Mengtai took a step forward, "I have the final say on what to do and when to act. Is that okay with you?"
"Um...is this a threat?" Kyle said.
"You can think so." Montague clenched his fists and said with a ferocious smile: "If you don't want to suffer physical pain, you'd better do as I say. In addition, I remind you not to think of going to Professor Umbridge to complain. , otherwise you will definitely regret it.”
"Tsk, I really don't understand..." Kyle sighed, "Have you always been so brave, or have you drunk too much happiness potion?"
"What do you mean..." Montague asked coldly.
"It's nothing, it's just that I don't want to leave this matter to others." Kyle took out his wand and waved it lightly, and said at the same time: "Be careful with your head."
"You..." Montague wanted to say something else.
But at this moment, the armor next to him suddenly moved. It seemed to have come alive, waving the heavy two-handed sword in its hand and slashing at Meng Tai.
Along with a loud noise, the portraits in the entire corridor were awakened.
Large pieces of dust and fine stones were shaken down and fell on Mengtai's nose, but Mengtai did not dare to move.
Because the two-handed sword stopped less than an inch from his head, he could even clearly feel the coldness coming from the top of his head.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 651 Why did you provoke him?
Feeling the two-handed sword close to his head, Meng Tai felt as if someone had poured cold water on him. A cold feeling spread from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.
This suddenly made him sober, and at the same time he thought of Kyle's past record, and that the other party was almost the best in the school.
Montague felt as if he had done something stupid, that is, to cause trouble for Kyle.
He might be able to win with fists, but with magic, ten of them bundled together would not be Kyle's opponent.
But he couldn't understand why Kyle dared to use magic here, at the door of Professor Umbridge's office. Was he not afraid of punishment at all?
Not to mention such dangerous magic.
Just when Meng Tai was stunned, a burst of excited screams broke the silence in the corridor.
"Hey, this feels so good."
The armored head jumped up and down on its neck, shouting excitedly: "How about one more time, one more time!"
"No problem at all."
Kyle clicked his wand, and the armor slowly raised its arm again.
Others finally woke up.
"Ah!" Millicent's scream sounded in the corridor, alerting Umbridge who was still in the office.
"What are you doing?" She opened the door, "Keep quiet!"
"Professor!" Montague shouted in horror as if he had grasped a life-saving straw: "It's Kyle...he wants to kill me."
"Nonsense, there's no way Kyle can do such a thing!"
"It's true!" Montague hurriedly pointed to the armor in front of him, "Look, this is what he did."
Umbridge looked at the armor holding a two-handed sword and frowned.
Although she never thought Kyle would kill Montague at Hogwarts, the scene before her was indeed a bit too scary.
"I need an explanation."
"Sorry, Professor." Kyle said with a smile, "Mr. Montague seems to be questioning your decision and is unwilling to follow my command, so I think it is necessary to show him my abilities."
"Questioning me?" Umbridge looked at Montague seriously, "So is this true?"
"I...I didn't..." Montague shook his head repeatedly.
But Umbridge still saw the guilt in his eyes.
"Don't go too far." She glanced at Kyle, "I don't want to see anyone being sent to the school hospital."
"Don't worry, Professor, I'm measured." Kyle said, and directed the armor to return to its original position, and also put away the wand.
This satisfied Umbridge, and she nodded and returned to the office.
"Is this okay?" Meng Tai was numb.
Casting magic in the corridor, destroying the castle walls, and almost killing someone, but there is no punishment at all, so it's okay?
Even when Professor Snape defended them, he would verbally punish them.
With a bang, the office door closed, and the silence returned to the corridor again.
Perhaps because he felt unfair, or perhaps because he had lost face, the angry Montague subconsciously took out his wand and wanted to cast a curse on Kyle.
But just when he was about to recite the spell, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind. It was the scene during the Triwizard Tournament last year, where Kyle used a fire magic to directly penetrate half of the maze.
The courage Montague had just raised dissipated in an instant. When Kyle turned around, he turned and ran away almost instinctively.
"Is this... making an attack in the east?" Kyle blinked... He had been preparing to use a disarming spell just now, but it seems that this situation is no longer needed.
"stop!"
Before Kyle could speak, the armor was unhappy and shouted loudly: "Stop, little devil, come back here."
When it shouted, Meng Tai ran even faster.
"This coward..." Armor cursed angrily, then turned his head to Millicent, "How about someone else, I think it would be good to kill her."
After hearing this, Millicent almost fainted from fright when he looked at the two-handed sword shining coldly in his armored hand.
But Kyle didn't even look at her. After Montague left, he walked towards the stairs on his own.
If it was about other things, Kyle wouldn't be too lazy to argue with Montaigne. If he wanted to show off, he could just let him do it. It just so happened that he would have less to do, and if he didn't find anyone, he could shift the responsibility to Montaigne, killing two birds with one stone.
But not this time.
Although the Room of Requirement is safe enough, it is not necessarily impossible for others to discover it, and now that the number of DA members has increased to more than 70, no one can guarantee that they all come here because they really want to learn magic.
If there was a tipper, they would be in trouble if they found him, so it was impossible for Kyle to leave everything to the people in Slytherin.
The easiest way to deal with Slytherin is to show your strength and let them recognize the gap.
After what happened just now, I believe they won't make any small moves again.
However, Cedric still needs to be reminded of this matter, in case Umbridge finds someone else he doesn't know about.
After Kyle left the corridor, he walked quickly towards the Hufflepuff common room.
"It's so disappointing, so boring!" The armor let out a grunt of dissatisfaction, and then Peeves got out of it, cursed and ran away. At the same time, he seemed to vent his anger and threw a few water-filled balloons everywhere. .
at the same time.
On the other side of the corridor, Malfoy watched Montague run downstairs without looking back. He suddenly laughed out loud and felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.
He felt as if he had drank a large cup of hot butterbeer on a cold snowy day, feeling indescribably comfortable.
"It's so scary... that Kyle." Crabbe patted his chest and said with lingering fear: "Draco, did you guess that this kind of thing would happen, that's why you kept silent."
"what?"