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It was Belby. He glanced back at the box, winked at Kyle and Harry, and whispered, "Let me tell you secretly, my relationship with my uncle is actually pretty good."
"Then why did you say that just now?" Harry asked puzzledly.
"My uncle taught me this." Belby lowered his voice: "He didn't like Professor Slughorn's style very much. After learning that he was going to return to Hogholts to teach, my uncle thought of it. There will be the scene just now.
"So he specifically told me that I could easily get out of those boring parties by pretending that I didn't know him well. The truth is exactly what he said, isn't it?"
"You're so lucky." Harry smacked his lips.
"Haha." Belby laughed proudly, "But this method doesn't work for you. I dare say he will definitely look for you again."
"Stop it." Harry sighed.
He had already thought of this, but there was nothing he could do.
"I wish you good luck." Belby waved his hand, turned around and walked into a box next to him.
"Kyle." Harry asked, "You seemed to be listening very carefully just now. How did you do it?"
"This." Kyle rubbed his forehead, "It's very simple. Do you remember the daydream spell? I was actually sleeping just now."
"Daydream Curse... isn't that a product from Weasley's Joke Shop?" Harry recalled.
"That's not right. I remember that when I used the Daydream Spell, my expression would be dull and my mouth would drool."
Because this was a patented product from Weasley's Joke Shop and was placed in the most conspicuous position, Harry remembered it very clearly.
But Kyle didn't look like he was asleep at all just now.
"You don't know something about this." Kyle explained with a smile: "The original intention of inventing the Daydream Curse is actually the same as the quick-acting skipping candy. If it is so obvious, then what is its use? "
"But, I clearly remember..."
"That was added on purpose, to confuse professors who might go to the store." Kyle said with a smile.
A look of annoyance immediately appeared on Harry's face. Why didn't Fred and George tell him such an important thing?
"Okay, we'd better go back quickly!" Kyle glanced at the sky outside, "The train should be arriving soon."
Several people quickened their pace and returned to the car at the end, and Harry followed them.
As prefects, Hermione and Ron had to maintain order. He was alone now, no matter where he went.
On the other side, in the Slytherin sixth-grade carriage.
"How is it, Shabini." Draco Malfoy asked: "What does Slughorn want to do?"
"Just trying to curry favor with someone who is related to a prominent figure." Shabini said contemptuously.
"Who is there?" Pansy asked from the side.
"McLagen of Gryffindor," said Shabini.
"His uncle is a high official in the Ministry of Magic..." Malfoy said nonchalantly.
"Belby of Ravenclaw."
"That's a idiot." Pansy chuckled.
Shabini named a few more names, but without exception, these people were ridiculed. Especially when Neville was mentioned, Pansy unscrupulously mocked Slughorn's taste. , I feel that he is an old fool to invite such a recognized fool.
"Oh, and that Potter, and Kyle of Hufflepuff." Shabini shrugged, "Didn't you see how enthusiastic Slughorn was at the time? If you didn't know, you thought he was with Kyle." How good your relationship is."
Malfoy didn't speak this time, and even mean Pansy kept her mouth shut.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle. Pansy peeled off a piece of chocolate and wanted to feed it to Malfoy, but he avoided it.
"Don't be angry, Draco," Pansy said. "That Slughorn must not have known you were on the train, so he didn't invite you."
"I'm afraid that's not the case." Chabini said next to him: "I noticed that Slughorn did not invite anyone with a Death Eater in his family...Mr. Malfoy was already disgraced two months ago. Luo is wanted."
"Why should I care about what he thinks." Malfoy laughed strangely, "I may not be at Hogwarts next year. What does it matter to me whether some outdated old idiot likes me or not?
"You never know what I am going to do, that is more important and more exciting."
The entire box fell into silence again.
Shabini asked tentatively: "Could it be that you are referring to...him?"
Malfoy shrugged noncommittally.
But this answer was met with ridicule from Shabini.
"Who do you think you are..." He said sharply: "You are only sixteen years old, why should you do things for him? Do you have the qualifications?"
"In fact, I do!" Malfoy said softly: "The Dark Lord never cares about age, he only cares about whether he has the ability and how to show loyalty to him.
"Also, some things have nothing to do with age. When I complete them, I will become the person he trusts the most...because only I can do it."
Crabbe and Goyle stared blankly at Malfoy, their mouths growing louder, and the sarcasm in Shabini's eyes gradually disappeared.
He didn't think Malfoy had the guts to lie about such a thing.
Is this true? He was able to gain the Dark Lord's trust at the age of sixteen?
Perhaps because of jealousy, Shabini's expression gradually became distorted.
But Malfoy didn't notice this. Perhaps it was the first time he was looked down upon, or for some other reason. His eyes gradually became firm, and he seemed to have made some determination.
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The train slowed down and finally stopped at Hogsmeade station.
When the car door opened, Kyle was the first to get out.
"Kyle." Harry followed and asked, "I remember you are also a prefect, don't you need to maintain order?"
"Oh, I forgot." Kyle said without looking back: "But I'm already down, that's it, they will be fine."
After saying that, he walked quickly to where the carriage was parked.
Harry hesitated and did not follow. He had agreed with Ron and Hermione before that he would wait for them here.
On the other side, Kyle didn't care whether Harry followed or not, and went straight to the long row of carriages.
Normally the carriage would have to be full of four people before it started, but Kyle managed to do this with just a piece of warthog leg meat.
A carriage left the large army and entered the castle along the path.
The Thestral was moving very fast, and arrived in front of the familiar oak door a few minutes later.
Kyle jumped off the carriage and climbed the stone steps into the castle.
"Why are you alone?" Professor McGonagall, who was waiting here, glanced behind Kyle... The next carriage was still at the school gate.
"I had something to do, so I came early." Kyle said. "Sorry Professor McGonagall, I have to go to the common room first."
"Okay, go quickly." Professor McGonagall said, "Remember to come to the opening party later."
Kyle nodded.
He planned to go to the common room to see if Connor was back. If not, he would go to Snape and ask.
Kyle felt that Snape would most likely not tell him... maybe Dumbledore knew too.
Walking through the foyer, Kyle came to the hallway that led to the kitchen.
But just as he took out his wand and was about to knock on the barrel, the door to the common room opened on its own.
Kangna, wearing school uniform, got out of it.
"Kyle!" She said with some surprise: "I'm just going to the auditorium. Are you back already?"
"Ah, yes." Kyle put down his wand and couldn't help but ask, "By the way, why didn't you take the train?"
Kangna's face froze and she walked silently towards the auditorium.
"Actually," she said after a moment of silence. "I almost didn't get to go back to Hogwarts this year."
"Can't come back?" Kyle frowned, "Is this what Professor Snape means?"
"Yes." Kangna nodded and said, "He took me to Norway just after the vacation to take the assessment of the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists.
Everything was going smoothly until yesterday, after we left Norway, he took me directly to France and said that he had made an agreement with Beauxbatons that I would go to school there this year. "
There was a commotion all around and they had reached the auditorium.
"I have never understood why I need to learn French before." Kangna continued: "I originally thought that the person in charge of the assessment of the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association was a French wizard, but I didn't expect it to be because of this."
Kyle stood at the door and did not go in.
He suddenly thought that maybe it would be good for Connor to go to school in Beauxbatons this year, at least it would be safe enough.
But why did she come back?
Could it be Snape...probably not.
Since Snape had decided to leave Connor in France, he would never bring her back, otherwise why would he bother?
But if it weren't for Snape...
"You shouldn't be looking for Ms. Maxim, right?" He turned around and asked.
"That's what I originally thought." Connor showed a sly smile: "Although I don't know why Professor Snape did this, I definitely will not stay in Beauxbatons.
"It just so happened that I knew you were familiar with the principal of Beauxbatons, so I thought maybe I could ask her to help send me back."
"Ms. Maxim agreed?" Kyle asked in surprise.
"I didn't see her." Connor said. "I found Gabrielle, Fleur's sister. She told me that Ms. Maxim had not been in school for a long time, and another person had sent me back."
"Another person? Who?"
"I don't know him." Connor shook her head and said, "I met him next to the Magic Fountain in Beauxbatons...
"Did you know? There is a particularly beautiful magic fountain there. It is said to be carved out of a whole piece of crystal. It is not water, but a magic potion... sometimes it is a healing potion, sometimes it is a sobriety potion."
As she spoke, Kangna unconsciously changed the topic. She seemed to want to find out where so many potions came from and where they went after that.
But Kyle didn't care about this. Beauxbatons valued alchemy, and it was normal to have some weird magic items.
"Hmm, what next?" he asked.
"Then I met an old wizard. He seemed to know you and said there was a way to send me back to Hogwarts."
They heard a heavy knock on the door, and it seemed that a new student had arrived. At the urging of Professor McGonagall, Kyle and Connor quickly walked into the auditorium.
The door behind him slowly closed, and Kyle was also thinking about who the old wizard Connor was talking about.