Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 63 How to return the favor?

"Don't worry, Cedric is fine. Madam Pomfrey said he will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow morning."

 When he returned to the Hufflepuff common room, Kyle immediately announced the good news.

The little badgers didn’t go anywhere after leaving the school hospital. They have been waiting here. The Quidditch players also came, but their expressions were not very good.

 Seeker Cedric was injured and retired, which was a huge blow to the team's morale. Although a substitute took over the chaser's position in the end, they still lost in the end, 60 to 220, trailing by a full 160 points.

 Fortunately, Cedric's condition was not serious in the end, which is good news.

Hitter Jazzer said thankfully: "If this is the case, we can just make it in time for training in the afternoon."

Jazelle is a seventh-year student. His biggest wish is to win a Quidditch Cup for Hufflepuff before graduation.

"Damn it." Captain Harris punched the wall angrily and said, "We can't just let this matter go."

"Yes, there must be an explanation for this matter." Someone said indignantly: "How dare that Slytherin beat our Seeker so blatantly? This clearly shows that he doesn't take you seriously, captain. I'm sorry to hear this." I can’t bear it!”

"Captain." Someone lowered his voice and said, "I've asked, someone from the Slytherin team will go to Hogsmeade tomorrow. How about we..."

"Shut up, Angry." Harris turned back and glared at him and said, "Remember, don't do anything to the Slytherin players. I will handle this matter."

 …

Kyle, who was not far away, looked back at Harris after hearing what he said.

The captain is quite sober.

　　At this time, you really can't openly cause trouble for Slytherin.

Hufflepuff's house points are now only about ten points lower than Slytherin's, and the gap is very small. If Snape finds the opportunity, he will never mind deducting 100 points from Hufflepuff.

Of course, it’s okay if a hundred points deduction can give them a slap in the face. Hufflepuff doesn’t care about it anyway.

 But I’m afraid that people won’t get the score and the points won’t be awarded, which would be a bit disgusting.

 And this possibility is not small.

Kyle guessed that a certain professor was probably watching them closely, and maybe he even broke the news that the Slytherin players were going to Hogsmeade.

Kyle shook his head and stopped listening. He called Mikel and Ryan, and the three of them returned to the dormitory together.

"Kyle, what can't we say outside?" Mikel was discussing Quidditch with others just now. When Kyle suddenly called him back to the dormitory, he was somewhat reluctant.

He looked at the Wimbourne Hornets poster beside Kyle's bed and said with some hesitation: "I just discovered that Quidditch is so interesting. It's a pity that first graders are not allowed to join the team. I must sign up next year, what about you? , do you want to come together?"

After saying that, Mikel closed his eyes and enjoyed himself soaring over the Quidditch field on a broomstick. He caught the Golden Snitch, surrounded by deafening cheers, and everyone screamed his name.

This feels so good...

 “Wake up first, then go to sleep later!”

At this moment, a cold voice ruthlessly pulled him out of his dream.

“We’ll talk about Quidditch next year, you have more important things to do now.”

Kyle waited for Mikel to open his eyes, then reached out and handed over a bottle of blue potion, "Da Lang, it's time to take the medicine."

 Seeing the magic suppressing potion, Mikel's grin suddenly retracted.

“Impossible, I just drank it a few days ago!” Mikel said confidently.

"The first sixty days?" Kyle said: "Drink once every two months, you should know that."

 “It’s been two months? So fast!” Mikel still couldn’t believe it.

That disgusting smell is really memorable, as if everything happened yesterday.

“That, have you forgotten?” Ryan reminded in a low voice from the side: “Halloween just passed two days ago.”

 After what he said, Mikel quickly recognized the reality.

 Yeah, Halloween is over, but it’s only been two months.

"Okay, you're right." Mikel said with wandering eyes: "But I have something to do later, so you can put it on the table first and drink it when I come back in the evening."

"Okay, don't forget it." Kyle put the magic suppressing potion on the table.

Mikel was obviously relieved after seeing it, "Don't worry, I won't forget it. I'll go to the library to do my homework first. See you in the evening."

 After saying that, he was about to walk out.

Kyle was behind him, silently taking out his wand.

 “Quickly imprisoned.”

A thick rope shot out from the tip of the wand, tying Mikel tightly.

 “What are you going to do, what are you going to do!”

Mikel struggled hard, but it was all in vain. He could only watch Kyle walking over step by step with the magic suppressing potion.

 “Don’t come over, don’t come over!”

"Don't blame me, I'm very sad too." Kyle walked up to him and said sincerely: "But there is no way, this is the task assigned to me by Principal Dumbledore, I must complete it."

 “I’m fine, really.”

Mikel felt that he could still save something, and said quickly: "Professor Sprout said that I have made rapid progress, and the accident like before will definitely not happen again."

“That’s the lighting spell. We’ve all learned the levitation spell now.”

"Then I can do it without a wand!" Mikel continued to struggle: "I can do it without a wand."

Kyle shook his head.

Charms class without a wand is no different from playing Quidditch without a broom.

Kyle winked, Ryan understood instantly, rolled up his sleeves and came over.

With the cooperation of the two of them, the magic suppressing potion was poured down smoothly without any waste.

Ryan held the empty bottle and asked curiously: "What on earth is this."

  "Demon Suppressant Potion, a very precious magic potion."

 “Precious?”

"Yes."

Kyle thought for a while and said: "Let's put it this way, if you weren't at Hogwarts, you would have to pay at least fifty galleons to buy this kind of potion, and it's also the worst quality."

 “Fifty galleons!”

Ryan swallowed, good guy, his wand is only seven galleons, how can he actually buy seven wands with just this bottle of medicine?

"However, the bottle just now was brewed by Professor Snape himself." Kyle continued: "If a potion master's work like his were placed in Diagon Alley, the price would be at least double, which is one hundred plus. Long."

This time, even Mikel, who was lying on the ground eating salted fish, sat up after hearing this number.

 He just drank a hundred galleons?

Mikel slapped his mouth, but he was still a little happy.

 (End of this chapter)