Chapter 200 Neville, You Need to Be More Confident

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

"Wait a minute, I was interrupted by Wood just now, and I almost forgot to say something."

Harris patted his head and said with a little 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 in unison.

Because of the two loud speakers, Mikel and Ryan, almost every Hufflepuff student now knows that Professor Snape is crazy about Kyle.

So after hearing this news, their first reaction was that Snape felt that deducting points was not enough and wanted to make trouble for Kyle in other ways.

And Quidditch is undoubtedly the best choice.

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

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

"Otherwise, don't participate in the game this time." Cedric blurted out.

But he soon realized something and looked at Harris awkwardly.

In front of the captain, he persuaded Kyle, one of the main players of the team, to withdraw from the competition... This kind of operation is also quite explosive in the entire Quidditch world.

That is, 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 twice and explained hesitantly: "What I mean is... if Kyle is targeted by Snape during the game, we will be one less person, and it will be more troublesome at that time."

But unexpectedly, Harris did not say anything, but 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. Now their score is far ahead, more than 100 points higher than the second place Slytherin, so it doesn't matter if they lose a game.

Seeing Harris speak, the others did not hesitate any more and said:

"Then we have to think of a reason to make Madam Hooch agree to change people."

"How about pretending to break your leg?"

"Or really break your leg!"

Everyone started to make plans one after another.

The more Kyle listened, the more he felt something was wrong. If they continued to talk, he would probably have to get a year-long package in the school hospital.

"Wait..." Kyle quickly interrupted their wonderful ideas and asked in confusion: "When did I say I wanted to quit!"

"But..."

Someone wanted to say something, but Kyle shook his head and said directly: "There is no but, and if I quit this time, what if Snape is still the referee of the next game, and the next time... Will I never play?"

Harris frowned.

"So there is no need for this." Kyle smiled and said: "Besides, Snape may not target me. Don't forget that there is another Potter in Gryffindor, who is even less popular than me."

"Is it that Harry Potter?" Harris was stunned for a moment. He really had never heard of such a thing.

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

Harris seemed relieved.

"If you think it's okay... then okay."

After entering the castle, Kyle did not go back to the common room with the others, but 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 he was not in a good condition now.

I don't know who cast a leg-locking spell on him, which made his two legs stick together tightly, and he could only jump forward like a rabbit.

"What's going on?" Kyle frowned and helped him to remove the spell.

"Malfoy..." Neville said in a trembling voice: "I met him outside the library. He said he always wanted to try this spell on others."

"You didn't resist?" Kyle asked,

Neville shook his head.

"No... they have more people."

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

"Yeah, you're right... Malfoy also said I'm timid and don't deserve to be in Gryffindor."

Neville choked up and said, "But I can't do it. I can't even use the most basic spells. They're right. I don't deserve to learn magic at all."

"No, Neville, you have to believe in yourself." Kyle patted him on the shoulder and said, "Since you received the admission letter from 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 it no matter what."

"Maybe you just didn't find 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 it up. I always mess up everything, even if they are really simple."

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

"What is this?"

"Clover's cloak seeds." Kyle said, "I've always wanted a few of these potted plants, but I've been too busy with Quidditch recently and have no time to take care of them."

"Can you help me with this?"

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

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

Neville trembled and almost threw the seeds in his hand away.

"How much...how much?" he asked in a trembling voice.

"Ten galleons."

Neville trembled even more.

He looked at it and found that he had a total of five seeds in his hand, in other words, fifty galleons.

Fifty galleons...he couldn't afford to sell it!

"Oh, by the way." At this time, Kyle continued, "These seeds have been with me for a long time, and they were soaked in water during training before. The condition is very bad. You'd better put them in the soil quickly."

Hearing this, Neville almost cried.

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, being taken to the corridor on the other side.

Neville hurriedly chased after him.

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

Just when Neville was at a loss, a subtle sound suddenly came from the room next door.

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