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Grace shook her head.
In fact, when she found the captain's badge, she subconsciously thought she had sent it by mistake and stuffed it back into the envelope, planning to return it to Kyle when she returned to school. She had no idea there was a letter inside.
"Forget it," Kyle said, "You should just take the envelope with you."
Grace nodded and took out an envelope from her robe pocket.
"Don't be stunned, open it and take a look." Kyle said with a smile.
Grace was still confused, so she subconsciously opened the envelope and saw a folded parchment inside.
It's hard to say what Grace is feeling now. She is definitely nervous, as well as confused, confused, and a trace of expectation that even she herself is not aware of...
Grace opened the parchment, and her name was clearly at the top, as well as the line below her name.
"Congratulations on becoming the captain of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team. Please register with Madam Hooch after September 1st to be the captain."
In an instant, Grace's breathing began to become rapid.
"See?" Kyle said, "That proves they didn't send the wrong badge."
"But why me?" Grace still couldn't believe it. "Who do I mean? You are obviously the most powerful person on the team."
"No, you got one thing wrong. The captain does not look at personal strength, but the effect on the entire team."
Kyle shrugged, "As you probably know, I also have a job at the Ministry of Magic."
Grace nodded. Almost all students at Hogwarts knew that Kyle had become a senior assistant to the minister, and she was no exception.
"This is exactly what I want to say." Kyle said softly: "Because the Ministry of Magic has many things, I may not have much time to participate in training or even competition this year..."
"What?" Grace almost jumped up, "You want to quit the team?"
Kyle is Hufflepuff's trump card. If he withdraws, their strength will definitely be greatly affected.
"No, not quitting."
Kyle shook his head and said: "I still want to help Hufflepuff win seven consecutive championships, but you should also know that seventh-grade students not only have academic problems, but also because it is a special situation now, it may be difficult for me to be healthy. Devote yourself wholeheartedly to the team's affairs.
"After all, whether it is arranging training or formulating game tactics, it takes time. If I really become the captain, then we will probably only be able to use improvisational tactics."
Grace breathed a sigh of relief. As long as she didn't quit the team, as for the training time problem, this could be solved.
"So don't be surprised." Kyle continued: "It is most appropriate for you to be the captain."
Grace was still in disbelief, standing there not knowing what she was thinking. By the time she came to her senses, Kyle had already returned to the common room.
As usual for Hufflepuff, tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.
……
When having breakfast the next day, almost half of the people at the Hufflepuff table were yawning constantly... They had made up for their homework all night yesterday, and now was the sleepiest time.
The new class schedule was distributed yesterday. The first class for seventh grade students is History of Magic, which is just enough time to catch up on some sleep.
The professor of this course is a ghost. He only reads from the textbook. As long as he doesn't interrupt, he can do anything.
Kangna sat in the last row of the classroom and looked to the side curiously.
Kyle is holding the wand at the moment and keeps drawing something on a small round mirror... The wand at this time is like a quill filled with ink, and it can leave marks on the mirror with just one stroke. trace.
Judging from the shape, it should be magic text, but it was so complicated that Kangna didn't recognize what it was after looking at it for a long time.
"What are you doing?" Finally, she couldn't help but ask.
"Review alchemy." Kyle whispered.
"Is this alchemy?" Kangna glanced at the mirror filled with various magic words and symbols with interest, "Why does it feel different from when you made the map before?"
"Of course it's different." Kyle said, "The things I made before, whether it was the map or its waterproof and moisture-proof badge, could only be regarded as magic items.
"Real alchemy is the combination of runes and magic."
Because he was distracted while speaking, Kyle accidentally moved the wand in his hand a little more and wrote the wrong magic text.
A few cracks appeared on the mirror instantly, turning into a pile of fragments.
"Sorry." Connor said sheepishly.
"It's okay, I couldn't have succeeded in one go." Kyle waved his wand nonchalantly, cleared away the debris on the table, and then took out a new mirror.
This time Kangna didn't speak, and just watched Kyle's movements.
To be honest, this process is actually quite boring. Kyle draws the magic text very slowly. It takes almost half an hour to paint a palm-sized mirror.
Then those magic words will disappear, as if they were covered. At this time, Kyle will continue to draw new magic words.
Once a mistake is made, the mirror will shatter and all previous efforts will be in vain.
For two days, Kyle kept playing with this thing and didn't even listen to the class.
However, most professors would pretend not to see his behavior, including Professor McGonagall.
Connor originally took a lot of notes for Kyle, but ever since Kyle completed Professor McGonagall's request with a wave of his wand during a Transfiguration class, she has stopped doing such unnecessary things.
No wonder Professor McGonagall didn't care about his behavior of deserting in class, it was really not necessary.
It was not until the morning of the third day of school, when the first spells class was about to end, that Kyle put down his wand.
Kangna's first reaction was to fail again, but the next second she noticed that the mirror was still intact.
"Did you succeed?" she asked.
"That's right, there's still one last step left." Kyle took a deep breath and tapped the mirror with his wand.
In an instant, all the magic words drawn on it all emerged, and the layers overlapped to form a complete symbol.
The mirror began to shake violently, and the movement was so loud that all the surrounding students and Professor Flitwick looked over.
The shaking mirror cracked in the middle, but it wasn't a crack, but it turned into two as if a copying spell had been cast.
Then the silence returned, and the magic symbols on it disappeared again.
"Crack, snap!"
There was a burst of clapping in the classroom.
"It's really magical." Professor Flitwick came over and looked at the two mirrors on the table, "To be honest, this is the first time I have seen the process of making a double-sided mirror. This is a very complicated alchemical product. "
"Thanks for the compliment, Professor." Kyle said with a smile.
After hearing Professor Flitwick's words, others stretched their necks to get a better view.
At this time, the bell just rang.
Kyle packed up his things and left the professor. In the hallway, he handed one of the mirrors to Connor.
"Give it to me?"
"Of course." Kyle said, "Didn't you hear what Professor Flitwick said just now? This is a two-way mirror and can only be used by two people."
Kangna took the mirror and asked, "How do I use this?"
"You don't know?" Kyle was a little surprised. After all, a double-sided mirror is not a particularly precious thing in the magic world.
"I've heard of it, but never used it," said Kangna.
"It's very simple." Kyle said, "Just call my name in the mirror and you can see me in the mirror. This way, I don't have to worry about not receiving your reply.
"Speaking of which, why didn't you send us a reply during the holiday? Are the assessments that strict?"
"It's to prevent cheating," Kang Na said in a low voice, "I didn't receive a letter during the entire holiday."
"Okay." Kyle didn't understand, but he had never experienced the assessment of the Extraordinary Pharmacists Association, so he could only listen to it seriously.
"But there's no need to worry now." Kyle continued: "As long as you need it, just call me in the mirror. Even if Snape takes you somewhere else later, I can help pick you up. "
Kangna said in a small voice: "That's France, can you apparate so far?"
"It doesn't matter, even if I can't apparate, I have other ways." Kyle shrugged and said with a smile: "I know a person who has rich experience in cross-border travel, whether it is legal or illegal, and regardless of the distance No matter how far it is, there is a way.”
Kang Na didn't speak, but her face turned slightly red. She looked at the small round mirror in her hand and shouted softly: "Kyle..."
The next second, the mirror in Kyle's hand reacted. He looked at Kangna's face in the mirror, and then looked at Kangna herself next to him.
"What's wrong? We're so close. Can't you just say something if you have anything to say?" Kyle asked in a teasing tone.
"You care about me, can't I try to see if it works?" Kangna turned her head to the side and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly.
But then she hurriedly changed the subject and said: "Hurry up, class is about to start. The next period is Defense Against the Dark Arts. You will suffer if you are late."
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(End of this chapter)
Chapter 717 Snape’s Double Standard Behavior
Because they were delayed for some time talking, Kyle and Kangna walked quickly and finally made it to the classroom before class.
At this time, Snape had already arrived early and stood at the front of the classroom, looking at the two people who had just entered with a scrutinizing look.
To be honest, Snape had not been in a good mood since he learned that Connor had sneaked back from France a few days ago.
But what could he do? When he first learned that Kangna had been sent back, he angrily went to the principal's office to see who was so nosy.
But after seeing Nicolas Flamel, who was full of white hair and even walked tremblingly, his anger disappeared. Not only did he not say a harsh word, but he also sent him out of school with continuous thanks.
There was nothing he could do about it, even if he didn't care about his fame, his age was something he couldn't afford. He was over six hundred years old. Looking at it like that, a gust of wind might blow him down.
What if he scares the other person because he speaks loudly?
So Snape endured it and sent Nicolas Flamel out of school in a good voice.
But that doesn't mean it's over.
Snape knew very well that the main reason why Connor came back from France was Kyle. Now that the two of them met, he would naturally not look good.
"Why are you still standing there?" Snape said coldly, as if he was looking at a potion ingredient that jumped out of the jar: "You're late, please find a seat quickly. Do you want me to ask you to sit down?" ?"
"Got it, Professor." Kyle quickly pulled Kangna to sit in the last row.
This made Snape look even darker.
But Kyle was not afraid, and instead raised his eyebrows provocatively.
At this moment, Snape wished for the first time that he was a pure Death Eater and had nothing to do with Dumbledore...so that he could use the Blade to cut Kyle's head without any scruples.