In a daze, he went to the wrong table and almost sat at the Slytherin table. Fortunately, he was stopped in time by Mikkel who was traveling with him.
"Kyle, what's wrong with you?"
Cedric handed over a glass of milk and said, "Didn't you sleep well last night?"
Kyle sighed.
It's not that he didn't sleep well, he didn't sleep at all.
My goodness! He searched in the restricted section for a whole night, but in the end, let alone "Advanced Dark Magic Revealed", he couldn't even find the word "Horcrux".
There was only one book called "Let the Soul Boil" that mentioned Horcruxes very vaguely, and it was only a short sentence.
“Only by finding the vessel that carries the soul can you grasp the key to eternal life.”
There is nothing else.
This is a fucking restricted books section.
Bah, false advertising!
Of course, it was impossible for Kyle to search the entire restricted books section in just one night, but he didn't want to look for it anymore.
It was obvious that Dumbledore had taken away all the books about Horcruxes, and the remaining books only contained a few fragments of information, which were completely useless.
Kyle raised his head and looked at his friends' concerned expressions. He shook his head and said, "It's okay. I just had a strange dream last night. I'm a little uncomfortable."
"Strange dream?"
Cedric frowned and said, "I remember Hufflepuff has a Divination class today. Do you need me to ask Professor Sprout for you?"
At Fred and George's instigation, Cedric also chose Divination.
"No."
Kyle yawned again and said, "I just read a book in my dream all night. I guess it's because school has just started and I'm a little overexcited. Maybe I'll be fine tomorrow."
Forehead……
After hearing Kyle's words, everyone except Cedric turned their heads and stopped looking at him.
I even dreamed about reading a book all night... Is this the top student in the grade? I can't afford to offend you. I can't afford to offend you.
Even Cedric couldn't help but twitch his lips and said nothing more.
"Let me tell you something interesting."
At this time, Mikel suddenly came over and said mysteriously: "I heard from the first-year students last night that Harry Potter and Ron Weasley from Gryffindor actually fed Professor McGonagall with dried fish during the Transfiguration class."
"Hey, Professor McGonagall?" Cedric suddenly became interested and asked incredulously, "Is this true?"
He knew that Professor McGonagall had a habit of showing off her Animagus in the first class, but he never expected that someone would dare to deliberately provoke her.
Yes, in Cedric's eyes, they did it on purpose. After all, who would bring dried fish to class for no reason? They must have known in advance that Professor McGonagall would turn into a cat, so they prepared in advance.
I can only say that he is worthy of being called the savior. His courage is simply beyond the reach of ordinary people.
"Of course it's true."
Mikel suppressed his laughter and said, "This matter has spread like wildfire in the school. A freshman named Justin Finch-Fletchley even said that they were throwing dried fish across half the classroom like they were feeding wild cats.
Professor McGonagall's face turned blue, and she punished him... poof...she made them stand and listen to the whole class."
At this point, Mikel finally couldn't help it, and he fell on the dining table, holding his stomach and laughing.
Cedric couldn't help laughing as well, but his laughter wasn't as exaggerated as Mikel's.
Over there, Harry and Ron were huddled in a corner of the dining table, not daring to look up. Fred and George were standing beside them, laughing and patting their shoulders vigorously.
In their eyes, their younger brother and junior fellow student had undoubtedly done a great thing, so great that even they had to express their deep admiration.
“The freshmen nowadays are really brave.”
Kyle turned around, calmly picked up a piece of toast and put it in his mouth, then took a few slices of fried eggs and fried ham.
When the meal was almost finished, he tapped the table with his fingers and said softly:
"Can I have a cup of tea?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a cup of steaming black tea appeared in front of Kyle, with a small jar of sugar cubes next to it.
Kyle picked up the cup, tested the temperature and found it was just right, then drank the tea in it.
"Another drink, please."
…
After drinking two cups of black tea in a row, Kyle finally felt less sleepy, but to be on the safe side, he ordered a third cup.
Today's first class is Transfiguration. If he falls asleep in class, his fate will definitely be worse than Harry's.
After leaving the auditorium, the few of them said goodbye to Cedric and went to the Transfiguration classroom on the fourth floor.
I don't know if it's because of what happened yesterday, but Professor McGonagall looks much more serious than usual.
And unlike Professor Flitwick, in the first class of the new school year, she did not leave time for students to review what they had learned last year, but started directly with new content.
Turning beetles into buttons is more difficult than last year.
Because beetles can move, and they are quite fast.
Mikel waved his wand for a long time but all he could do was to give the beetle some exercise.
Ryan was smarter. He just pinched the beetle with his hands, so he didn't have to worry about missing the target.
However, just as he raised his hand holding the wand, Professor McGonagall appeared beside him and said sternly: "I have already told you not to touch the beetle with your hands. Didn't you hear me? Or do you think your left hand is a bit redundant?"
The beetle is not big, and it looks even smaller if you pinch it with your hands. If you are not careful, the spell might hit your hand.
If you're lucky, nothing will happen, but if you're unlucky... then no one knows what will happen.
This kind of thing happened last year, and the little wizard's fingers were connected on the spot. He had to stay in the school hospital for two days before he recovered.
Ryan was so frightened that he trembled and stammered, "Professor McGonagall, I...I forgot."
"Three points for Hufflepuff."
Professor McGonagall glared at him and turned away.
After learning his lesson, the others no longer dared to be clever and just honestly chased the beetles and clicked them all over the table.
But most of their results are not ideal.
The beetles were so agile that many people gradually lost their patience and waved their wands with greater force.
A series of crackling sounds gradually came from the classroom, and from time to time a few sparks flew around.
The death rate of beetles began to rise sharply. Some were flattened by the wand, and some were directly blown away, which made Professor McGonagall's face even uglier.
(End of this chapter)