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"The first thing, I think you all should have known from the newspapers, what happened in the Ministry of Magic a few days ago..."

Everyone subconsciously looked at Kyle. The latest issue of the Daily Prophet contained more details about what happened in the Ministry of Magic.

On the front page, it was Auror Kingsley thanking Kyle for saving them, but he deliberately ignored the magical animals and replaced them with reinforcements.

"Yes, it's true."

Dumbledore said with a smile, "Kyle Chopper showed commendable courage and extraordinary wisdom in the previous battle. For this, I will give Hufflepuff a hundred points."

There were bursts of cheers from the Hufflepuff table.

"In addition..." Dumbledore had to raise his voice and continued: "He also won the Hogwarts Special Contribution Award to the school, and Hufflepuff added two hundred points."

Next to the Great Hall, the gems in the Hufflepuff scoring hourglass are so full that they are almost full.

"In this way, there is no suspense about the second thing." Dumbledore said with a smile: "Congratulations to Hufflepuff, they won this year's Academy Cup!"

The cheers were even louder, almost as if they were knocking down the ceiling.

Dumbledore said nothing more. He waved his hand, and all kinds of delicacies appeared on the golden plate in an instant.

It wasn't until the last piece of pudding disappeared and the dinner was over that he stood up again, his expression becoming much more serious than before.

"After eating and drinking, I have to say something disappointing..." He said slowly: "I hope everyone can enjoy the holiday while also paying attention to their own safety and trying not to go to places with few people. …”

Dumbledore said a lot, basically reminding everyone of the unusual things happening around them.

The auditorium gradually became quiet, and everyone knew what he meant. Voldemort and the Death Eaters were like heavy fortresses, weighing on everyone's heart.

So much so that some people don't even want to leave school anymore, they want to stay here for the holidays, but that's not possible.

Dumbledore and the professor both had their own things to do, and without their protection, the school would not be so safe.

……

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 690 King’s Cross Station, Nervous Auror

Because of what Dumbledore said at the end of the dinner, when everyone took the Hogwarts Express home the next day, there was no laughter as in the past, but a bit more heaviness.

But there are exceptions.

"Help me find out, which clothes are suitable for us to wear?"

On the train, Fred and George were holding two jackets of different colors and gesturing on their bodies.

"We bought it in Hogsmeade...

"Planning to wear it when Weasley's Joke Shop opens..."

"To prop up the scene..."

"They are all the highest-grade fire dragon skins, and they cost us a lot of money!"

Fred felt a little distressed when he spoke, and it was obvious that these two sets of clothes were really expensive.

"It's black..." Kyle looked up. "The black one is more solemn."

"But we think green is good." George hesitated, "We are running a joke prop shop, so it doesn't seem to need to be solemn. Black seems more suitable for attending banquets and discussing big business...

"Have you even considered such a thing?" Qiu raised his eyebrows and said in disbelief.

Their store hasn't opened yet, right? They're already thinking about attending a banquet and negotiating business?

"It's a matter of time." Fred said confidently: "Maybe we can acquire Zuko and open another branch in Hogsmeade."

"Then I wish you success."

Cedric unconsciously twitched the corner of his mouth, and then pretended as if nothing happened, "However, I also think black is more suitable, and you should be able to use it."

"Is that right?"

Fred and George didn't quite understand, but since they both said so, they simply put on the jackets.

After all, it is an expensive thing, but the effect is better than the school uniform robe. After Fred and George put it on, they looked different.

It has quite a...well, office elite feel.

"Kyle, what are you laughing at?" George frowned and glanced at Fred opposite him.

The clothes fit me perfectly, there's nothing wrong with them.

"I thought of something happy." Kyle tried not to look so gloating.

"I think you should also ask Mr. Weasley for his opinion. Maybe he can give you a more pertinent answer."

"Ask Dad?" Fred thought for a moment and shook his head slightly, "Forget it, he often works at the Ministry of Magic and can't visit Diagon Alley twice a year. How could he know what to wear when opening a joke shop? .”

"But he knows what to wear at the Ministry of Magic," Kyle said.

"Haha, yes, just do the opposite of him."

Fred and George just thought it was Kyle making a not-so-funny quip, didn't pay much attention, and put on another jacket.

Cedric, who knew the truth, could only pinch his thigh hard to prevent himself from laughing.

Suddenly, there was a clanging sound outside the door, interrupting their conversation.

"Oh, what on earth are those little devils doing!" Fred said pretendingly.

At this time, Cedric had already pushed open the box door and went out.

Although he had graduated, he was still the Head Boy of Hogwarts before the train arrived at King's Cross Station, and he also had to maintain order on the train.

"It's okay!" George didn't know what he was thinking of, and suddenly patted Kyle on the shoulder.

"When school starts next time, you will be the only male student union president."

"Huh?" Kyle blinked, and then he remembered that when he became the senior assistant minister, he also had the title of President of the Boys' Student Union.

But he didn't take care of anything at all, and the school didn't remove Cedric from his position, so he almost forgot about it.

"I really hope Cedric can delay graduation for a year." Kyle rubbed his forehead and said from the bottom of his heart.

In the past two years, the tasks of his prefect have been directly delegated to Cedric, not to mention the president of the male student union who has more things to do.

If he had known better he wouldn't have let Cedric work at the Ministry of Magic.

"Hehe..." Fred laughed happily beside him, "Yes, if Cedric's NEWT scores are all "T", maybe he can delay graduation by one year."

George also smiled and said, "But even little Ron can't get such a result."

"Maybe, he can..."

The two looked at each other and then laughed loudly.

Kyle was too lazy to pay attention to them and left the box.

The place where riots occur is easy to find, just the place with the most people.

Not far from them, a group of people were surrounding them.

When Kyle walked over, he happened to see Justin Finch-Fletchley and Susan Bones explaining something to Cedric.

"They were the ones who started the attack..." Justin said excitedly, "I heard it when I was in the box. They wanted to cause trouble for Harry. We are also members of the DA, so we can't just pretend we didn't hear it. .”

"That's right." Hannah also said angrily: "They are so bad, they even said they would knock Harry unconscious and throw him on the luggage rack."

Kyle walked over and subconsciously raised his head and looked at the luggage rack.

There were five things stuffed into school uniforms, squirming and squirming, looking like five giant slugs.

"Well...we just referred to their suggestions." Susan's eyes wandered and she turned her face away.

Kyle remembered that she seemed to have said a long time ago that she wanted to teach a few people in Slytherin.

"Who are they?"

"Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle..." Mikel said immediately.

"And Pansy and Millicent," Susan added.

Well, the truth is out, even people are the same.

When it was first announced that Voldemort was back, they were the ones who looked the most proud and laughed the loudest.

It was precisely because of this behavior that Mikel and Susan were so angry that they even discussed whether to cover their heads and beat them up.

Kyle looked up again and glanced at the tightly wrapped people... In this situation, they could be considered as fulfilling their promise.

On the other side, Ron and Harry, who came to check on the situation, were laughing so hard that they couldn't stand up straight.

"I bet there was Lucius there that day at the Ministry of Magic."

When Kyle returned to the box, Harry and others followed him in. He vowed: "I saw it, the same platinum blonde hair as Malfoy."

"Malfoy must want to take revenge on you because of this...that coward." Ron said.

"I would have liked him to come to me," Kyle said. "It's a pity he didn't come."

"Unless Malfoy is crazy." Harry couldn't help but laugh. He subconsciously glanced at the luggage rack in Kyle's box, but did not see the familiar suitcase.

Thinking about it, Kyle would definitely not be able to put such a dangerous thing aside.

"Speaking of which, what happened that day?" Ron asked curiously: "Why do I feel like the people in Malfoy are avoiding Kyle these days."

When Kyle rushed over that day, he and Hermione had already passed out and didn't see anything. When they woke up again, they were already in the campus hospital.

"Nothing..." Harry glanced at Kyle secretly, "It's just that the principal and Kyle arrived in time and saved us."

It wasn't that he wanted to hide it from Ron and Hermione, the main reason was that Kyle wouldn't let him tell him, and if Ron knew that he had stayed with the fire dragon and the three-headed dog for so long while he was in a coma, he would probably pass out again. .

"That's right." Ron nodded and said, "It's a pity that Dumbledore didn't catch Malfoy, otherwise we would have sent him to Azkaban."

"It's useless." Hermione shook her head. "The dementors are no longer reliable. A large part of them have taken refuge in the mysterious man."

"Even if it's just a few days," Ron said. At this moment, he suddenly noticed the new clothes on Fred and George.

"Wait, what is this made of?"

"The highest-grade fire dragon leather." Fred raised his eyebrows and said, gently tugging on the zipper.

The scale-like patterns shone in the sunlight, making Ron feel envious again.

Because there were a few more people, the trip back was even more lively.