Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 270 Howling Letter

It only took Kyle more than an hour to finish the more than 20 maps, and on the morning of the first day of school, he handed them over to the little wizards who had paid the deposit on time.

 Another lucrative galleons income, nothing could be more satisfying than this.

 During dinner in the morning, several people sat around the Gryffindor table and began to divide the spoils... ahem, distribute the fruits of their labor.

 The wallet suddenly bulged a lot again, and everyone was very happy.

As for why we are at the Gryffindor table...it doesn't have any special meaning, it's just because this place is closest to the door of the auditorium.

 “By the way, Kyle, this is for you.”

 Fred and George counted out seven galleons, put them into a cloth bag and handed them to Kyle.

 “I am willing to admit defeat…”

George said with some distress: "I swear, if I make a bet with you again, we will be swallow-tailed dogs!"

“Me too.” Fred nodded in agreement.

 “Ha, I almost forgot about this.”

Kyle took the bag, poured all the gold coins inside on the table with an extremely distrustful attitude, and counted them carefully.

Last year Fred and George played a little game where they had to guess when Professor Quirrell would leave school.

 Under their kind invitation, Kyle couldn't resist, so he played a small game.

 The result is of course needless to say...

 Twenty Galleons was doubled directly. Not only did they make a small amount of pocket money, but they also emptied Fred and George's wallets.

Since they didn’t want to use the funds prepared for opening the store, the two relied on Kyle’s good relationship and have been delaying paying off the forty galleons until now.

 “Yes, exactly forty galleons.”

In the eyes of Fred and George's wanting to beat people, Kyle calmly put away the bag.

“How about you guys play this year... Professor Lockhart is a famous wizard in the magic world. If it is related to him, I believe many people will participate.”

 “Hey…” George sneered.

“Unless you don’t participate,” Fred said.

"Well, I won't participate." Kyle said calmly.

 Then he turned to look at Kang Na who was standing aside, "You prepare forty galleons and it's mine. If we win, we'll split it half and half."

 “Okay!” Kangna nodded without hesitation.

 “That’s enough for you two!”

Looking at the two guys plotting loudly, Fred took a bite of the piece of bread bitterly, as if it was Kyle's head.

As I said just now, if they play this kind of game with Kyle again in the future, it will be a swallow-tailed dog...still the ugliest kind!

"Wait a minute." At this time, Cedric suddenly said: "I remember, you still have something to do, right.

 You originally said, what would Kyle do if he was awarded the Order of Merlin in his second year? "

"Oh, I know."

Qiu suppressed a smile and cooperated: "Hold three trophies and dance around the castle with a tap dance."

“There’s also butterbeer.” Kang Na also looked at Kyle with a smile, “That’s great, you don’t have to spend money to drink butterbeer in the future.”

Fred and George looked even sadder.

Hold three trophies and tap dance... Come on, Merlin, how on earth did they come up with such a difficult move.

And contracting all the butterbeer from Kyle...how much will it cost!

 For a moment, the two of them felt cold in their hearts.

Fred even slapped himself...

"Snapped!"

 “Why can’t I control my mouth?”

A crisp sound immediately attracted the attention of the people around him. Even in Gryffindor, which is famous for its courage, there are only a handful of people who dare to whip themselves so hard...

 They are all quite curious.

 Fortunately, at this time, the postman arrived.

Hundreds of owls crowded in and flew in, circling in the auditorium, dropping letters and packages into the conversing crowd.

Kyle stretched out his hand and caught a copy of the Daily Prophet.

But before he had time to look, his attention was attracted by the movement next to him.

 An owl knocked over a milk jug... milk and feathers were splashed everywhere.

But this is not the point.

 The important thing is that it is holding a wet red envelope in its mouth.

 “Oh, no…” Ron, not far away, cried out.

 Many people found the red envelope and looked at it one after another.

 “That, it should be a roaring letter, right?” Kangna asked in a low voice.

 “That’s right.” Kyle nodded.

"You'd better open it, Ron." Neville, who was sitting next to Kyle, whispered: "It's worse not to open it. Grandma sent me one, but I ignored it, and..."

 He took a breath, "That's terrible."

 “What will happen?” Cedric asked curiously.

 He had never seen a howler letter before, he just knew that there was such a thing.

“It will explode.” Kyle spread his hands and said, “Also, do you know what 360-degree stereo surround sound is?

 In all directions, wherever there are fragments of envelopes, there are sounds, and they can be heard even across the black lake. "

Ron's face turned pale, and while they were talking, smoke began to smoke from the corners of the envelope.

“Open it quickly,” Neville urged. “We only have a few minutes…”

Ron reached out with trembling hands and carefully tore open the envelope.

 “Run quickly!”

I don’t know who shouted, and the little wizards who were watching dispersed in an instant.

 Those who were sitting there unable to run, such as Neville and Cedric, also covered their ears.

Although Harry and Hermione didn't understand what was going on, they followed suit and put their hands on their ears.

 And they immediately knew why they did it…

Like an explosion, the huge sound filled the entire auditorium and shook the dust from the ceiling.

“…I wouldn’t be surprised if they fired you for stealing a car. See how I deal with you then. You probably haven’t even thought about how your father and I felt when we found out the car was gone…”

Mrs. Weasley's voice was a hundred times louder than usual, rattling the cutlery on the table.

At this time, it was not just Gryffindor, everyone in the auditorium turned their heads, looking for the source of the sound.

　　Ron had hidden himself under the table, only showing a red forehead.

 But it was no use, the roaring continued...

“…I really didn’t expect you to do such a thing, you and Harry almost lost their lives!

 …It’s so irritating. Your dad will be scrutinized at work. It’s all your fault. If you don’t behave yourself, we’ll take you back right away! "

The roar stopped, but the sound continued to hum, and the red envelope that had fallen to the ground burned and curled into ashes.

Kyle also heard it. What made Mrs. Weasley most angry was not that Ron stole the car, but that he and Harry were almost beaten to death by the Whomping Willow.

If this thing hadn't happened, Mrs. Weasley probably wouldn't have been angry enough to send a shouting letter.

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 (End of this chapter)