Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 168 A Thousand Parchments

Ever since joining the Quidditch team, Kyle has become busy.

He now has to go to class and read in the library during the day, and at night he has to go to the restricted book area to copy books. He finally managed to squeeze out some time and spent it all on homework.

The second-grade students have much more homework than last year. The professors seemed to have agreed upon it. Starting last week, the length requirement for their homework was changed from inches to feet.

 Coupled with Quidditch training three nights a week, it also takes up a lot of his time.

 Harris is very strict in this regard, training for at least three hours each time, and cannot come back until curfew.

However, after several training sessions, the cooperation between Kyle and the team members became more and more tacit.

 Just today, he and Harris can already skillfully use two-way offensive tactics.

This is a classic Quidditch tactic invented by the Wimborne Hornets and is an improved version of the Eagle Head offensive formation.

 Two chasers fly to the middle goal post at the same time, pass the ball frequently, and then quickly separate to both sides after reaching the scoring area to confuse the goalkeeper's judgment.

By the time the training match ended, Kyle and Harris had scored a total of sixty goals. The Hufflepuff goalkeeper was almost doubting his life, and he was carried back to the dormitory by others with dull eyes.

“Cheer up, Philo, you are already one of the best goalkeepers in school. Think about it, if you can’t catch the ball, no one else can catch it either!”

 Harris lifted Ferro's right leg and said with a flushed face: "Our names will be engraved on this year's Quidditch Cup again, I promise!

　　“Haha...why is November not here yet? I can’t wait to start playing.”

The group of people returned to the castle in a grand manner, and Kyle followed them with his broomstick.

 When they passed the entrance of the auditorium, they happened to meet Fred and George coming down from upstairs in the castle.

 The pockets on both of them were bulging and seemed to be full of things.

After Harris and the others walked away, Cedric raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice: "The curfew is coming soon, are you going out for a night out?"

"No, we just came back from Hogsmeade and were going to the kitchen to get some midnight snacks." George patted his bulging pockets and smiled: "Zoko's latest product, I bought it before they closed."

“You know, for our lovely brother.” Fred blinked and handed a leather bag to Kyle.

 “This is what you want.”

 “Thank you.” Kyle reached out and took it.

Fred glanced at him and asked excitedly: "So, do you have any new money-making ideas recently? Tell us about it."

 “What?” Kyle didn’t understand what Fred meant.

 He was so busy these days that he didn't even go to the flower garden. How could he have time to research new ideas for making money?

"Stop pretending, what else can you keep secret from us?" George said dissatisfied: "If you don't have new ideas, why did you buy so much parchment?"

“Not to mention making maps, the time for selling maps has already passed by almost a month.”

Fred put his arm around Kyle's shoulders and said with an I'm-very-smart-don't-try-to-fool-me expression: "If you don't have new ideas, how can you buy a thousand pieces of parchment."

“One thousand sheets, Wenrenju’s stock is almost not enough.”

 “Not enough stock?”

Kyle opened his deformed lizard skin bag and soon saw stacks of parchment inside, but it was unclear how many there were.

 “Forget it, I’m not in a hurry to use it, it doesn’t matter if it’s less.”

“It’s almost not enough.” Fred said with a smile: “There are one thousand and sixty-three in it, and the extra ones are extra gifts.”

“That’s all, we helped Wenrenju move the closing time by twenty minutes for today.”

"Okay, after talking so much, it's time for you to tell us what the plan is."

Fred touched his chin and guessed to himself: "As for the parchment, could it be a map of the secret passage... Or are you planning to provide the answers to the homework for a fee?"

"neither!"

Kyle shook his head and said: "This is really just what I bought for myself." "Don't be kidding, this is a thousand pieces of parchment. I don't use so much for homework.

 Cedric, do you need a thousand sheets of parchment a semester? "

 Cedric immediately shook his head.

To be honest, a thousand pieces of parchment would be enough for him to use for seven years.

 “I know it’s hard for you to believe, but it’s the truth.”

Kyle thought for a while and said: "I've been transcribing something recently, which requires a lot of parchment, that's all."

Looking at Kyle’s serious look, Fred and George were no longer as insistent as they were at first.

"you sure?"

"Of course." Kyle shrugged: "And I can guarantee that if I lie to you, Cedric will start losing his hair this year."

 “Hey, what does this have to do with me!”

Cedric glared at Kyle dissatisfied.

"Don't be so stingy." Kyle said indifferently: "Don't you believe me?"

 “This is not the same thing, okay!” Cedric said helplessly.

His father, Mr. Diggory, had trouble with his hair, and he didn't want to end up like that now.

Kyle said so, and Fred and George also dispelled the last bit of doubt in their hearts.

 Yeah, Kyle had no reason to lie to them.

Both of them looked a little disappointed, turned around dejectedly, and walked towards Gryffindor Tower.

Along the way, they were all speculating about Kyle's new plan with great interest, and they were even ready to do something big.

 In the end, it turned out that there was no so-called plan at all, it was all their own selfishness.

This sense of gap was somewhat unacceptable to the two of them.

“You are in the wrong place.” Cedric reminded: “You should go down to the kitchen.”

“Thank you, but we suddenly don’t feel so hungry now.”

 “And I don’t want to eat anything.”

 …

After the twins left, Cedric scratched his hair and asked in confusion: "What happened to them?"

Kyle shook his head, "Who knows, maybe it's puberty."

 “What issue?”

“It’s nothing, the curfew will be over soon, let’s go back quickly.”

"All right."

 Late at night, after Kyle waited for his roommate to fall asleep, he quietly got up and left the dormitory, and went to the library as usual.

Kyle walked straight to the third bookshelf in the restricted book area, opened the leather bag, and skillfully took out a shorthand quill and a stack of parchment, and placed them on the nearest table.

 “Fluorescence!”

Then Kyle lit his wand, took a carefully selected book, sat down and started reading.

 (End of this chapter)