Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Chapter 302 A small profit

By Monday morning, word had spread throughout the castle that Professor Caredy Bubaji had been attacked and taken to the school hospital.

Because the school could not find a suitable substitute professor, it had to temporarily suspend the Muggle Studies class.

Moreover, Marcus Flint, who was discharged from the hospital, also said that he saw the professor being sent to the school hospital on Saturday night.

Everyone who heard the news was stunned... That's a professor!
Immediately, rumors spread in the school, and everyone was suspicious. Almost everyone began to gather together in groups of three or four for activities, for fear that they would be attacked if they were alone.

"He's lying!"

At the long table in Gryffindor, Harry said angrily: "He didn't wake up at all on Saturday night, he slept deeply!"

"But people want to believe him." Ron said without looking up, "Never mind that."

He put a backpack on the table, dug out a piece of parchment from a pile of books and notebooks inside, and measured it with a ruler.

"Damn, another three inches off...Harry, have you finished your History of Magic homework yet?"

"What, history of magic and homework?" Harry was stunned.

"Of course there is. It's about the [-] International Wizarding Conference." Ron glanced at him. "The Bludger must have hit your head too."

"No . . . but I think it might have something to do with my fall," said Harry. "I don't remember it at all."

"Then you are miserable, our first section is History of Magic." Ron said sympathetically.

Then he looked at Hermione again, "Damn..."

"No!" Hermione glared at him, "You should do your homework by yourself."

"I know," said Ron, "but I was up in that room on the eighth floor yesterday and didn't have time to go to the library."

"Who told you to just play broomsticks there!"

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Two people were attacked one after another, and one of them was a professor... For a while, everyone was very disturbed, and the castle became lifeless.

Fred and George couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere. One morning, they showed up at the entrance of the auditorium with broomsticks.

Each of them had three golden trophies on their heads, as if wearing a uniquely shaped brain.

And the brooms they hold are also special, with an extra wooden board in the middle, which is fixed with magic tape.

When enough people came, they walked out of the castle under the curious eyes of everyone, and while flying slowly around the castle, they tap-danced on their broomsticks.

The crowd suddenly became lively, and everyone was amused and laughed.

Professor McGonagall was also in the crowd, but she didn't stop Fred and George, nor did she drive the crowd away. Instead, she walked out with a straight face after they circled the castle and returned to the ground.

"Professor McGonagall..."

"Why are you here?"

Fred and George withdrew their grinning mouths, not daring to look at her guilty.

"One point from Gryffindor."

Professor McGonagall said: "That's not how broomsticks are used. Don't do such dangerous things in the future."

"Also..." She glanced over the heads of the two of them, "Remember to wipe the trophy clean and put it back in the prize showroom, otherwise you will be locked up."

"I promise to keep them spotless."

"Like new."

Fred and George almost laughed out loud when they heard that they had only been deducted one point and that they didn't need to be locked up... In fact, they were already prepared to be locked up.

Professor McGonagall said nothing, turned and left.

The crowd became lively again.

Fred and George were like two triumphant warriors, surrounded and returned to the castle.

They found Kyle and asked with a smile, "How is it?"

"It's a wonderful performance." Kyle said sincerely.

Cedric also gave a thumbs up, "However, how did you fix the trophy?"

"Magic tape." Fred tore apart the stuck trophies. "We originally wanted someone to use the Levitation Charm next to us, but we decided to use this instead."

"At least it's safe." George said with a smile, "We looked for Ron before, but it turned out that he couldn't control the Levitation Curse at all. He lost all the feathers used for the experiment, and we haven't found them until now."

"After that we gave up on the idea of ​​asking someone to help."

Back at the castle, Fred and George decide to put the trophy back before class.

"Is this enough?" Kang Na looked at the trophy in their hands, there were many traces of tape that hadn't been torn off.

"That's enough in our opinion."

"Don't worry, there is no Kyle's here..." George blinked, "We looked for it specially, and these trophies are all from Slytherin."

After speaking, the two hurried up the stairs.

Thanks to them, Hogwarts, which had been silent for a long time, finally had some vitality today.

In Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Lockhart also said that they were going to be included in the new book he was writing.

But Kyle felt that Fred and George would not be happy if they knew the news.

When get out of class was over, Kyle met Neville in the corridor, he seemed to have been waiting here, and walked over immediately after seeing Kyle.

"Sorry, I seem to have screwed up."

With a hint of crying, Neville took out a flowerpot from behind him.

Inside was a slender plant with green roots but dry, yellow leaves that looked like they might wither at any moment.

"They've been like this since yesterday, I, I don't know why." Neville bit his lip and said, "I'm sorry..."

"Why are you apologizing?"

Kyle reached out and touched the leaves, and said with a smile: "The cloak grass will grow new shoots after withering, and then their leaves will become wider... This is normal, and you have taken good care of it. "

"Really?" Neville couldn't believe it, "I didn't mess up this time?"

"Of course." Kyle said, "You can read "Thousands of Miraculous Herbs and Mushrooms". There is an introduction to the mantle grass in Chapter 12."

"Thank goodness...I always thought it was me that made them look like this."

Neville's mood improved a lot, "By the way, Kyle, do you have amulets for sale?"

"Amulet?" Kyle asked puzzled, "It's still half a year before the exam, why are you buying it so early?"

"No, it's not an exam..." Neville shook his head hastily, "I'm talking about the kind of amulet that drives away dark creatures and protects oneself, like this..."

As he spoke, he also took out a stinking onion.

Kyle held his nose and took two steps back.

The smell of this thing is comparable to that of canned herring, and it's still persistent... How dare Neville put it in his pocket!

As expected of Gryffindor, Yong is in a mess.

But I have to admit that this thing can indeed protect him, or in other words, no normal creature would want to get close to him.

Of course, except for Lu Wei, it should like this thing very much.

"Well, do you have any here?" Neville's expression was very calm, and he even took a deep breath, as if doing so would make him very safe.

"No." Kyle shook his head.

During this time, the school did have a thing of the sort, and Fred and George talked to him about it.

It's just that Kyle didn't take it seriously from the beginning.

There are too many similar things, and without the Slytherin market, they can't earn many Galleons at all.

It's not necessary to work for half a day to earn some candy money.

"I see..." Neville looked a little disappointed.

He really wanted to buy something. After all, everyone in Hogwarts knew that the Kyle gang... the things sold by the team were much more reliable than others.

Seeing Neville's disappointed look, Kyle thought for a while and said, "Forget it, just wait a moment, I'll look for it."

He opened the deformed lizard skin bag, and found a pointed amethyst from inside.

This was a gift from the owner of Devis-Bans when he went to Hogsmeade last time, a decorative amethyst.

It's not expensive to buy alone, and you can buy a piece as big as a fist for one Galleon.

Neville took the amethyst with some excitement. "Can it protect me from harm?"

"No." Kyle said, "But when you pass by the corner of the corridor, if you use it to illuminate the road in advance, sometimes you can save your life."

Neville looked at the amethyst...his face was clearly reflected in it.

"I see. This must be something like a demon-proof looking glass. It can find out hidden monsters." Neville murmured, feeling that he had discovered its purpose.

"How much."

"Under normal circumstances, ten Sickles." Kyle said, "This is for you..."

But before he finished speaking, Neville took out five Galleons.

"That's good... I'll buy ten!"

(End of this chapter)