Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

 Chapter 200 Neville, you have to be more confident

On the other side, Kyle and his party, who had left the Quidditch pitch, were stopped by Harris as soon as they returned to the castle.

“Wait a moment, I was interrupted by Wood just now, and I almost forgot to mention something.”

 Harris patted his head and said with some seriousness: "There is something we must pay attention to. The referee of the next game is Professor Snape..."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone looked at Kyle.

 Because of the two loudspeakers of Mikel and Ryan, almost every Hufflepuff student now knows that Professor Snape is crazily targeting Kyle.

 So after hearing the news, their first reaction was that Snape felt that the deduction of points was not enough and wanted to cause trouble for Kyle in other ways.

And Quidditch is undoubtedly the best choice.

"Captain, are you sure?" Someone frowned: "Professor Snape has never been a referee. You must have been deceived."

"Mrs. Hooch told us." Harris said: "All four captains know it."

 “Otherwise, you won’t participate in the competition this time.” Cedric blurted out.

 But he soon realized something and looked at Harris aside awkwardly.

Persuading Kyle, one of the team's main players, to withdraw from the game in front of the captain... This kind of operation is quite explosive in the entire Quidditch world.

 That is to say, Harris has a good temper. If it were someone else, he would probably be beaten into the school hospital in the next second.

Cedric laughed dryly and explained hesitantly: "What I mean is...if Kyle is targeted by Snape during the game, we will be missing one person, and it will be more troublesome. ."

But unexpectedly, Harris didn't say anything. Instead, he said to Kyle seriously: "Cedric is right. If you don't want to participate in this competition, I have no problem here."

Harris thought about it carefully, and now their score is far ahead, more than a hundred points higher than the second-placed Slytherin. It doesn't matter even if they lose one game.

Seeing Harris speak, the others no longer hesitated and said one after another:

“Then we have to find a reason to get Mrs. Huo Qi to agree to the substitution.”

 “How about pretending to break your leg.”

 “Or really break your leg!”

Everyone started to make plans with each other.

The more Kyle heard, the more something was wrong. If they kept talking, he would probably have to stay in the school hospital for a whole year.

"Wait a minute..." Kyle quickly interrupted their whims and wondered: "When did I say I was quitting!"

"But…"

Someone wanted to say something else, but Kyle shook his head and said directly: "It's nothing, and if I quit this time, what if Snape is still the referee for the next game, and the next time...I Are you just not going to play?"

 Harris frowned.

"So there is no need." Kyle said with a smile: "Besides, Snape may not necessarily target me. Don't forget that there is a Potter in Gryffindor, and he is even less popular than me."

“That Harry Potter?” Harris was stunned for a moment. He had never heard of such a thing.

"That's right." Kyle nodded, "You can ask around. All the young wizards of his generation should know about it."

 Harris seemed relieved.

 “If that’s okay with you...then fine.”

After entering the castle, Kyle did not go back to the common room with the others. Instead, he walked towards the library. He planned to finish the morning Transfiguration homework before curfew.

In the corridor on the second floor, Kyle also met Neville, but his current condition was not very good. I don’t know who cast a leg-locking spell on him, which made his legs stick together tightly and he could only jump forward like a rabbit.

"What's going on?" Kyle frowned and casually helped him break the spell.

"Malfoy..." Neville said with a trembling voice: "I met him outside the library, and he said that he had always wanted to try this spell on others."

 “You didn’t resist?” Kyle asked,

 Neville shook his head.

 “No...there are many of them.”

"That won't do, Neville," Kyle said. "You've got to try to be brave."

"Yes, you are right... Malfoy also said that I am cowardly and not worthy of being in Gryffindor."

Neville choked up and said, "But I can't do it. I can't even use the most basic magic spells well. They are right, I am not worthy of learning magic at all."

"Naville, you have to believe in yourself." Kyle patted him on the shoulder and said, "Since you have received the admission notice to Hogwarts, it proves that you have the potential to become a wizard."

“Thank you for comforting me, Kyle.” Neville wiped his nose and said, “But I’m just stupid and can’t learn anything.”

“Perhaps you just didn’t look in the right direction.”

Kyle smiled and said, "Can you do me a favor?"

"Of course." Neville said quickly: "But... I don't know if I will mess up. I always mess up everything, even if they are really simple."

"It doesn't matter, I believe you." Kyle took out a few seeds and handed them to Neville.

"What's this."

“Seeds of cloak grass.” Kyle said: “I have always wanted a few potted plants like this, but because of Quidditch, I have been too busy recently and have no time to take care of them.”

 “Can you do me this?”

"I don't know if I can do it..." Neville carefully took the seeds and said: "I have never raised any plants before, and even if it is Leif, I often forget to feed it."

"It doesn't matter, just try your best." Kyle spread his hands and said nonchalantly: "Anyway, cloak grass seeds are not expensive, only ten galleons each."

Neville trembled and almost threw the seeds in his hand.

 “How…how much?” he asked in a trembling voice.

 “Ten galleons.”

 Nevi was shaking even more.

 He looked at it and saw that there were five seeds in his hand, in other words, fifty galleons.

　　　Fifty Galleons... You can't afford to pay for it if you sell him!

"Oh, right." At this time, Kyle continued: "These seeds have been on me for a long time, and they were soaked in water during training before. They are in very poor condition. You'd better put them into the soil quickly. inside."

Hearing this, Neville almost burst into tears.

 He regretted it and wanted to return the seeds as if nothing had happened before, but when he looked up, he saw Kyle standing on a moving staircase and being taken to the corridor on the other side.

Neville quickly chased after him.

Because he had the seeds in his hand, he didn't dare to run too fast. By the time he got there, Kyle had already disappeared.

Just when Neville was at a loss, a small sound suddenly came from the room next to him.

He didn't even think about it, and just opened the door... Unfortunately, there was no Kyle in the room, only two senior students hiding inside and whispering.

 (End of this chapter)