Chapter 729 Kyle: Am I some Kind of Dark Lord?

"Good news, Kyle!"

Early the next morning, the new Quidditch team captain Grace excitedly found Kyle who was reading in the library.

"What's wrong, so happy?" Kyle put the book in his hand aside, "Did the mysterious man be killed by Principal Dumbledore last night?"

"Ah?" Grace blinked in confusion, "Really, really?"

"I'm asking you." Kyle raised his head and glanced at her, "Didn't you say there was good news?"

"No, it's not..." Only then did Grace realize what Kyle meant, and she quickly shook her head and said, "The news I'm talking about has nothing to do with the mysterious man, it's about the team."

"Oh." Kyle suddenly lost interest, but still asked politely: "What's wrong?"

"Do you know who we played against in the first game?" Grace asked.

"Gryffindor?" Kyle said casually.

"You, how do you know?" Grace asked in surprise: "Did Ms. Huo Qi tell you?"

"No, I guessed it," Kyle said.

"Then your guess is correct, it's Gryffindor." Grace lowered her voice, "I noticed that their goalkeeper, Weasley, is in very poor condition. Isn't this good news for us? ?"

"Bad condition?" Kyle asked curiously, "What do you mean?"

"Mikel and I secretly watched their training..." Grace said, "Don't get me wrong, this is a normal behavior, to gather information."

After noticing the change in Kyle's eyes, she shrugged and said, "Every team does this. Maybe you didn't notice that one month before the finals last year, the Weasley twins often took advantage of us. Hanging out around the pitch during training... they're not here for a picnic."

"Okay." Kyle nodded, "Continue."

No wonder he always ran into Fred and George after training. The two guys even lied to him and said they were testing new joke props. Now everything makes sense.

"Where did I just say it?" Grace thought for a moment, "Oh, by the way, the goalkeeper...

"When we went to collect intelligence this time, we found that the goalkeeper Weasley was always absent-minded, and he could miss some shots that seemed to me to have no technical skills at all.

"Sure enough, Mikel is right. Not every Weasley is a Quidditch genius."

Grace looked a little excited.

"I remember that Ron Weasley, he seemed to be good friends with their captain, Harry Potter."

"That's right." Kyle nodded, "They are inseparable, and they can even wear a robe."

"Wear a robe?" Grace was stunned again, "Although I heard that the Weasley family is not that wealthy, it's not like they can't even afford a robe... second-hand robes are not worth it. One galleon."

"No, this just describes their good relationship." Kyle waved his hand.

"Okay." Grace didn't pay too much attention and continued: "I guess he must stay in the team because of his relationship with Porter. If it were me, his poor performance would definitely be impossible. Be a goalie.”

Kyle nodded, he quite agreed with Grace's statement.

Ron's talent is actually quite good. When he played Quidditch in St. Catchball Village, his performance was also remarkable, and he was even recognized by Charlie.

But his mentality is not good, and his strength will shrink significantly at critical moments. This was also shown in last year's game.

There were three games in Gryffindor, and in two of them Ron was sleepwalking, not knowing what he should do at all.

Logically speaking, in this situation, a substitution must be made, and former captain Angelina Jansen did the same.

But in order not to make him sad, Harry recalled him to the team after becoming captain and gave him opportunities again and again.

In Harry's words...he knew Ron could do it, he was just too nervous.

He used this reason to convince himself that he was not abusing his power, then infinitely magnified the shortcomings of Ron's competitors, and then used this to convince others.

…

"Potter made a big mistake. He abused his power as captain, but this is good news for us." Grace said excitedly:

"If Ron Weasley is still in this state on the day of the official competition, we will definitely win!"

The more she spoke, the more excited she became, and her voice couldn't help but get louder.

"What are you doing! No noise is allowed in the library!"

Mrs. Pince came angrily and kicked Kyle and Grace out.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Standing at the door of the library, Grace apologized repeatedly. "I did not do it on purpose."

"Forget it, it doesn't matter..." Kyle, who was implicated, felt helpless, "I'll just ask someone to help me borrow those books then."

"Then will you participate in next week's game?" Grace looked at Kyle with burning eyes, "We have a great chance of winning."

Only then did Kyle finally understand her purpose.

Because at the beginning of school, Kyle took the initiative to find Ms. Huo Qi and adjusted himself from the main position to the substitute.

Therefore, according to the regulations, he must find Ms. Huo Qi in advance to adjust the team before he can play.

Kyle hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll play."

He went to the substitute only because he had to go to the Ministry of Magic on the weekend, but now that the fireplace leading to the Ministry of Magic was sealed, he had a lot more time, so there would be no problem for him to participate in the competition.

Grace ran away excitedly. She needed to find Madam Hooch as soon as possible to change the list of the main players.

Kyle looked back at the library and Madam Pince who was still angry.

It was obviously impossible to go back to read, so he could only turn around and walk towards the common room.

…

In the next few days, Hogwarts enjoyed a rare period of peace, no attacks, no dark magic.

Even the Daily Prophet rarely reported who was attacked by the Death Eaters... The magic world seemed to have returned to the scene a few years ago.

But what happened specifically, whether the outside world was really as calm as the newspapers, Kyle, who had been staying in Hogwarts, had no way of knowing.

He could only find some strange things in the school... such as Malfoy.

Recently, he hardly saw Malfoy in school. The only few times he met him were when he was eating in the hall.

What's even stranger is that whenever Kyle wants to go up to him and say a few words to him and express his gratitude, Snape will appear nearby like a ghost, and then pull Malfoy away without saying anything.

"Really, when did Snape and Malfoy become so close!"

In a Herbology class, Kyle couldn't help complaining: "Snape cares so much about Malfoy, he might as well stick him to himself with a permanent sticking spell."

"What are you looking for Malfoy for?" Connor asked on the side.

"Of course I'm thanking him." Kyle blurted out: "He helped me in Hogsmeade anyway, I have to show some appreciation, otherwise it would be too rude."

"If that's the case, you can go to his office to find him." Connor put on protective gloves, carefully pulled the blue mushroom in front of her out of the soil, and put it on a wooden stake next to it.

Seven or eight small tentacles like tender shoots stretched out from the root of the mushroom, firmly clinging to the wooden stake, and then the wooden stake began to shrivel up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is the special fertilization method of the Hopra mushroom, and it is also their task for this class.

After the Hopra mushroom began to absorb the sap, Connor continued: "Malfoy has been in Professor Snape's office recently. I have seen him many times when I was in detention."

"You have seen him?" Kyle asked, "So he is not in the common room at night?"

Because Connor wanted to avoid Slughorn's dinner invitation, her tailor-made detention was usually at night.

"Probably not." Connor thought for a while and said, "That Malfoy seems to be in detention too. Snape will only send him back when it is curfew."

"Tsk, send him back..." Kyle curled his lips, "Is he afraid that Malfoy will get lost?"

Connor did not speak, but put the Hopra mushroom that fell off the stake back into the soil.

After doing all this, she suddenly asked: "Last time in Hogsmeade, it was Malfoy who used the Imperius Curse on Katie."

"Why do you say that?" Kyle asked.

"I guessed." Connor said, "Just like I was in detention to avoid Professor Slughorn, Malfoy must be hiding from someone."

"Then why do you think it's me?" Kyle raised his eyebrows.

"Because you are the only one looking for him." Connor said, "After knowing this, the rest is obvious, isn't it?

And the only intersection you have recently was the last time in Hogsmeade. If Malfoy really helped you, he would have no need to hide, so there can only be another possibility... Malfoy gave Katie the dark magic necklace and asked her to deal with you."

Kyle stopped what he was doing and couldn't help saying, "Connor, you are really the smartest witch I have ever seen."

"Thank you for your compliment..." Connor looked at Kyle with a smile, "So I guessed right?"

"I guess so." Kyle said, "I can only be sure that the necklace is related to Malfoy, but I still need to ask Malfoy himself for the specifics.

"Unfortunately, Snape never gave me a chance... Well, I mean Snape, professor. "

"He must have some other reasons. I know him." Connor whispered, "And I found that he was very strange recently, as if he was doing something secretly."

Kyle put down the mushroom in his hand and looked at Connor.

She continued, "For example, during this year's holiday, he seemed to not want me to stay in the UK. The assessment was not until August, but he sent me there the next day after the holiday, and the same thing happened after the assessment. "

"Maybe... he is just worried that you will meet a mysterious person." Kyle said.

"I thought so at first, but I always felt that something was wrong." Connor frowned and stared blankly at the dry wood pile in front of him.

"And I also found that when he was in school, he also deliberately kept a distance from me. Whether in private or in other occasions, he required me to call him Professor Snape, and absolutely no other name.

"I feel like he seems to be afraid of someone."

When Connor said the last sentence, her voice was very low, but her tone was very sure.

Kyle stared at Connor, not noticing that Professor Sprout had walked over here.

"No more whispering." She looked at the remaining row of Hopla mushrooms in front of them, "You are already far behind the others."

"Okay, Professor, let's do it now!" Kyle said.

Professor Sprout nodded and left.

For a period of time after that, neither of them spoke anymore, but concentrated on the task of this class.

Of course, they may not be that attentive because they have other things on their minds, so their movements will inevitably be slower.

It was not until ten minutes before the end of get out of class that they completed the task assigned by Professor Sprout.

Kyle stuffed the Hopla mushroom in his hand into the soil and turned to look at Kangna again, seemingly determined.

He took out his wand and waved it lightly. "Close your ears and listen!"

"Kanna..."

"Well..." Kangna turned her head, "What's wrong?"

"Do you want to know what...Professor Snape is doing?" Kyle said softly, "I happen to know a little bit."

"Oh, that's it." Kangna blinked and said calmly, "I don't want to."

"Huh?" Kyle didn't react for a moment.

"I said, I don't want to know." Kangna repeated.

"Professor Snape naturally has his reasons for not telling me." She said with a smile: "I can't help him with anything now. The only thing I can do is to maintain the status quo so that he doesn't have to spend time and energy to change it for me. plan of."

"Do you trust Professor Snape that much? What if he is..."

"Of course I trust him." Kangna interrupted Kyle and said firmly: "Just like I trust you."

"Okay." Kyle took off his gloves and put them aside, then put on a pair of stronger dragon leather gloves. "But this is really unpleasant to hear...Give me the basin."

Kangna handed over a small basin filled with gray particles, which exuded a pungent smell.

This is the fertilizer prepared by Professor Sprout himself. It is a pure natural mixed fertilizer. The effect is very good, but the taste is also unpleasant.

If we don't put it farther away, I'm afraid everyone will have to go to class with the Bubble Curse.

"Kyle, can you... um..." Kang Na poured some gray particles into the soil, her face was full of confusion, as if she didn't know what to say next.

"Okay, I understand what you mean." Kyle waved his hand, "I just won't bother Malfoy for the time being."

"No, that's not what I meant." Kangna shook her head quickly, "He wants to use black magic items to deal with you. This is absolutely unforgivable. What I mean is that I will help you ask clearly. If you believe my words."

"No need." Kyle said with a smile, "Actually, it was Malfoy who saved himself, remember? In the end, he deliberately knocked over the package to prevent me from touching it.

"If it weren't for this, let alone Professor Snape, it would be useless even if he hid in the principal's office."

Kyle also poured some fertilizer on the Hopla mushroom in front of him, and then threw the pot far away.

"And I can probably guess the specific circumstances of this matter. I just wanted to find Malfoy to make sure."

"Is that just that?" Connor said, seeming relieved, "I thought you wanted...well, it's nothing."

"Wait a minute." Kyle looked at him, "You don't think I want to kill him, do you?"

"No, isn't it?" Connor looked a little embarrassed, "I overheard their conversation before... Professor Snape said that this was the only way to save his life."

"Of course not!" Kyle couldn't help but raise his voice, "Slander, this is complete slander. I kill my classmates if I disagree with them. Am I some kind of Dark Lord?

"Even when Voldemort was in school, he wouldn't have gone so far. As a professor, Snape's behavior is too bad!"

One thing to say is that Kyle really never thought about killing Malfoy. After all, they are still students at Hogwarts. Malfoy is not even an adult, so even if there is no final move, Kyle is at most Just teach him a lesson, killing him would be an exaggeration.

"Hmm... maybe I heard it wrong." Kangna said softly.

"Huh?" Kyle sneered and turned a deaf ear.

He took back the pot he had just thrown out, turned a dead branch next to it into a bag, and filled it with a bag full of compound fertilizer.

Under Kang Na's shocked gaze, Kyle carefully put the bag away again.

"Don't look at me like that. I'm a very generous person. I don't care about Snape's slander against me." Kyle said calmly: "I only take these to fertilize the fresh food, so I won't go to Snape." I didn’t even think about the compound fertilizer rice that Nap put in his lunch.”