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Chapter 89: Hehehe

“Sorry, Albus, I didn’t think they’d be so rude,” Fudge said, fidgeting with his top hat in the headmaster’s office at Hogwarts. “I’ve spoken to them about it before, but, as you know, the Hit Wizards have been tied up for months with that Swooping Evil incident. Sometimes they act impulsively; it’s hard to avoid.”

“I understand, Cornelius,” Dumbledore replied calmly. “But I trust Hagrid. There’s certainly no Swooping Evil involved here.”

“Yes, well, ...

Chapter 88: Risking Your Life for Just a Few Hundred Galleons a Month?

After seeing Oren, the expressions on the hit team members' faces grew much more serious. The appearance of an adult wizard at Hogwarts suggested he was most likely a professor, and that authority held far more weight than students who only knew how to make noise. They couldn’t help but regard him warily.

Not recognizing the man before them, one of the team members cautiously asked, "Who are you?"

"Morris Oren," he introduced himself. "Professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts ...

Chapter 87: The Hit Wizards and Hagrid

Fertilizing the Devil’s Snare was nearly the toughest part of first-year Herbology. Kyle, however, found it manageable, simply because he had prior experience. After all, he’d been tending to Chomping Cabbages for months. The Chomping Cabbage, especially after its teeth sprouted, was far more dangerous than the Devil’s Snare, which only tried to bind you. One wrong move with the cabbage, and Kyle might have ended up in the Hospital Wing with a glass of Skele-Gro... or some other healing...

Chapter 86: Devil’s Snare

With the automatic cleaning set in place, Snape’s detentions became much easier to handle. That night, George spent just over an hour polishing all the cauldrons in the Potions classroom.

He did it so skillfully that Filch, who was standing nearby, didn’t notice anything unusual—although he did find it a bit odd. He simply assumed that George, with all his detention experience, had gotten exceptionally good at it. Not that Filch was bragging, but he figured he could clean a few ca...

Chapter 85: Begin Slacking

This time, administering the medicine went surprisingly smoothly. Mikel took the potion bottle labeled with the correct number and drank it all at once without needing any prompting.

From his gradually contorted expression, it was obvious that the potion’s taste remained indescribably awful, yet Mikel didn’t let a single drop go to waste. Even after he finished, he smacked his lips a bit and sighed, “Good medicine.” Of course, it would have been more convincing if his expression...

Chapter 84: Dumbledore’s Wool Socks

Professor McGonagall left Kyle at the eighth-floor entrance, right by the Dripping Stone Gargoyle, and helped him with the password before departing.

“Sherbet lemon.”

…

The Headmaster's Office looked exactly as Kyle remembered. Fawkes lay peacefully on his perch, and upon seeing Kyle, he raised his head slightly, as if in a casual greeting.

Kyle took out a handful of Dittany leaves, a small gift, and placed them near Fawkes's shelf. Dumbledore, unlike last time, ...

Chapter 83: Be Careful When Walking at Night

Professor Oren hadn't just skipped marking the new students' assignments—he’d bypassed grading for all year levels. Overnight, this decision transformed him into Hogwarts' most beloved professor, hands down.

"He might actually break the Curse and become the first Defense Against the Dark Arts professor to return next year—almost fifty years later!" Jordan Lee, a well-known Quidditch enthusiast and second-year Gryffindor, declared openly in the Great Hall. "If someone as brilliant ...

Chapter 82: The Dueling Master

A good professor needs to know what their students are thinking and how to keep them engaged. Professor McGonagall was particularly skilled at this; just a mention of the final exam, and the students instantly forgot their holiday mindset, snapping back to focus on their studies.

As her colleague, Professor Flitwick was equally perceptive. “Today, we will learn the Softening Charm,” he announced from atop a stack of books, his voice high and cheerful. “As the name suggests, this c...

Chapter 81: Hufflepuff’s Unconventional Group Activity

After dinner, everyone headed back to their common rooms. On the way, Cedric was still puzzling over the evening’s events. “Why was Professor Snape so angry, I wonder,” he muttered, rubbing his chin. “Could someone have broken into his storage room over the holidays?”

It was widely known at Hogwarts that Snape kept a private storage room stocked with extremely rare potion ingredients. Rumor had it that even the carpet was made of dragon skin and that just blindly grabbing anyt...

Chapter 80: Sweet-Talk

Faced with the “threat” of two second-year students, the not-so-formidable Kyle had no choice but to verbally agree to a series of one-sided “agreements” to avoid any potential campus “bullying.”

“Remember what you promised, Kyle,” Fred said with a grin. “You’re going to be our technical support for the Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes products.”

“And provide storage,” George added. “We need a safe place to keep it over the holidays—somewhere Mum won’t find...

Chapter 79: This Is All Your Fault

Gazing at the five Mooncalves, Kyle’s mind drifted back to the events of last night.

He’d been practicing Charms in the Room of Requirement, and time had slipped away unnoticed. By the time he left, it was already late, and feeling a bit frustrated by the slow progress and repetitive motions, he decided to take a walk before bed to clear his mind. Exiting the castle through the tapestry-covered secret passage on the first floor, he initially intended to stroll over to the Quidditch ...

Chapter 78: New Members of the Flower Garden

In the afternoon, Kyle made his way to Hagrid's cabin.

“Kyle, what are you doing here?” Hagrid greeted him warmly, handing over a plate of rock cakes. “Thanks for the gift! I like it a lot.”

On the small table in the cabin, the models of the dragons were displayed carefully, and Hagrid had even set up a little fence around the table, as if worried they might fall. It was clear he was quite fond of them.

Kyle shook his head, declining the rock cake. “Hagrid, I don�...

Chapter 77: Bitter Taste

The bottles were about the size of a thumb, each filled with a golden potion that shimmered like molten gold. After a moment of careful observation, Kyle became certain: the bottle contained Felix Felicis.

Felix Felicis, also known as the "Liquid Luck", was arguably the most complex potion in the wizarding world. The rare ingredients were only part of the challenge. It took half a year to brew, with each step requiring painstaking precision—any slip-up, and you'd have to start all ove...

Chapter 76: Unboxing Christmas Gifts

The next morning, Kyle awoke to find a small mountain of presents at the foot of his bed. Most were snacks—chocolates and sweets—and there were quite a few more than he’d expected.

“Being a good student really does have its perks,” Kyle murmured, setting the snacks aside and eagerly moving on to the rest.

Hagrid’s gift was the largest, resembling a small wooden barrel wrapped in thick brown paper. “Could it be… a Mooncalf?” he wondered with a mix of hope and drea...

Chapter 75: Kyle’s Flower Garden

With Kyle’s help, Hagrid managed to bring the final Christmas trees to the Great Hall just before dinner. Professors McGonagall and Flitwick were already waiting.

“Hagrid, there you are—these must be the last two... Oh!” Professor Flitwick’s eyes lit up as he noticed Kyle beside Hagrid, wand in hand. “Excellent Levitation Charm, Mr. Chopper. Five points to Hufflepuff.”

Realizing Kyle’s spell had made the task much easier for Hagrid, Professor Flitwick smiled at him...

Chapter 74: Christmas Eve

“Kyle, come build a Yeti with us!”

Fred and George called out enthusiastically, inviting Kyle to join their snowy creation.

But Kyle declined without hesitation. Their artistry was on another level—abstract, with free-flowing lines that gave their work a mysterious, avant-garde charm. Kyle thought, I’m just an ordinary guy with average skills. How could I contribute to such a masterpiece?

No, he didn’t deserve to be part of it.

...

A bit furthe...

Chapter 73: The First Snow at Hogwarts

For some time now, Kyle had become increasingly fascinated with nighttime activities that nurtured both body and soul. In recent weeks, he’d been sneaking out nearly every night, even more frequently than Fred and George, likely due to the twins' recent misadventure.

The pile of Mooncalf dung the twins had painstakingly gathered had, unsurprisingly, found no takers. No one in the wizarding world wanted it. The shops in Diagon Alley refused to touch it, but the twins weren't about to g...

Chapter 72: Why Couldn’t It Be You?

As they neared the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Fred and George finally gave in and stopped resisting, though they still had plenty of energy left to grumble about Kyle's extravagance.

“There’s still loads left. We’ve wasted at least a Galleon,” Fred muttered, holding the hem of his robe like a makeshift pouch, filled to the brim with silver sand.

George, similarly dressed, stood next to him, making them look like a pair of overgrown kangaroos.

Kyle, on the other ha...

Chapter 71: The Happy Pet Owner

The secret passage seemed designed for night owls, its exit tucked away behind some bushes near the Quidditch Pitch, just a short distance from the castle. Once everyone had emerged, Fred and George took the lead, walking a few steps ahead before turning around and spreading their arms wide.

"Welcome to Hogwarts at night," Fred declared with a grin.
"This feels completely different from the daytime. Enjoy it," George added.

Cedric and Kanna, both a little excited, exchanged gla...

Chapter 70: Why Are You Wearing Slytherin’s Clothes?

“I can’t believe it, Kyle,” Cedric said, his voice filled with dismay, as he stood near the barrel at the entrance to the Hufflepuff common room late at night. “You actually agreed to go on a nighttime tour with the Weasley brothers!”

“I’ve thought about it, and they’re right,” Kyle replied, rummaging through his Mokeskin pouch without looking up. “I really need to do something fun to cheer myself up.”

“But you can’t go on a nighttime tour…” Cedric sa...

Chapter 69: What Would You Do?

"Mr. Chopper, why didn't you grind the lionfish spines into a powder before adding them to the cauldron, as the book instructs?" Snape's voice was sharp, dripping with condescension as he stared at Kyle during Potions class. "Do you think you're some sort of Potions genius, tampering with the textbook?"

"Because of your arrogance, Hufflepuff will lose five points."

Kyle glanced up at the blackboard. Written in large, clear letters were the instructions: Lionfish spines are not...