Kyle stayed at Hagrid's until noon before returning to the castle.

The main thing is that it’s almost lunch time, so I have to reply.

Originally, Hagrid wanted to keep him here for dinner, but Kyle hesitated for just a second and then decisively refused.

Because he saw with his own eyes Hagrid took two long unidentified creatures from the shelf outside, simply cut them a few times and threw them into the basin next to him, and then smeared a layer of yellow and green, sticky substance on them.

If he doesn't leave, he will probably have to spend the first weekend of the new school year in the school hospital.

Kyle left decisively, ignoring Hagrid's attempts to keep him, and quickly crossed the grounds and returned to the safety of the castle.

At this time, there were already many people in the auditorium on the first floor, and due to the Quidditch selection, the atmosphere here was obviously more lively than usual.

"I wish I had flown lower."

At the door, a Gryffindor student said in annoyance: "You don't know, the Golden Snitch flew past me a few feet away, and I didn't even see it!"

"What a pity..." His teammate asked regretfully, "Can you still join the team?"

"It should be no problem." The man said, "The other people competing for the Seeker position didn't perform very well. Many of them even fell off their brooms. Compared to them, my performance was already very good."

“That’s great!”

…

Kyle heard similar conversations everywhere he went.

And what’s interesting is that at the Gryffindor table, everyone who participated in the selection was very confident. Even those who fell off their brooms and got themselves bruised and blue believed that they could successfully enter the team.

When Kyle walked to the Hufflepuff table, Cedric happened to walk over.

"How was the tryout?" Kyle asked.

Cedric shook his head, picked up the pumpkin juice on the table and took two gulps, then said, "A lot of people signed up, but most of them failed. Some people even failed the aerial turn test.

Oh, and I saw your two roommates, too."

"Mikel and Ryan?"

"Yes."

Kyle asked curiously, "How are they doing?"

"Forehead……"

Cedric's expression suddenly became a little strange, as if he was choosing his words. He was silent for a long time before continuing, "I think... they may not be very suitable for playing Quidditch."

"Not really..." Kyle was a little surprised.

Given Cedric's good-natured personality, he actually said something like "not suitable for playing Quidditch", which only shows that Mikel and Ryan's performance was really bad.

But Kyle remembered that their performance in the flying class was pretty good. Although it wasn't amazing, at least they flew steadily.

"Maybe they were too nervous and didn't fly well."

"It has nothing to do with this."

Cedric sighed and said, "The main reason is that they have no idea about the rules of Quidditch. Ryan rushed around as soon as he came on the field, not caring about the positions of others at all. He also didn't even look at anyone and passed the ball to his opponent twice.

The other one is even more outrageous!

...Did you know? He mistook the Bludger for a Quaffle and rushed towards the goal with it in his arms."

"Uh..." Kyle was speechless.

But after all, he is his roommate, so he smacked his lips and said, "At least he is quite energetic, which is also an advantage."

This time, Kyle really couldn't find any reason, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he found that Cedric's eyes suddenly became a little strange when he looked at him, as if with a little sympathy.

"It was just an accident," Kyle explained dryly. "Apart from Quidditch, they were pretty normal."

"If I remember correctly," Cedric said thoughtfully, "it was one of them who blew up the Charms classroom with a lighting spell last year."

"That's a problem with Mikel's physical condition." Kyle said seriously: "He can't control the output of magic power. This is force majeure!"

"Okay." Cedric thought for a moment and continued, "What if they copied your name on the homework?"

"Forehead……"

Before Kyle could say anything, Cedric continued:

"Asking Professor Snape to add water to the cauldron during the Potions exam..."

“…”

"Dye yourself blue..."

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“…”

"Wait..." Kyle was stunned and asked, "How do you know this?"

He remembered that when he brought Mikel back, it was during class time, so no one should have seen him.

"Outside the History of Magic classroom is the Pendulum Courtyard." Cedric said faintly, "You can just see the entrance to the school hospital through the window."

“…”

Kyle was silent for a moment, then said earnestly, "Cedric, you're going too far. Talking about others behind their backs is not our Hufflepuff style."

Cedric looked at Kyle with a strange expression and said nothing.

"Okay, forget it this time, and don't do it again."

Kyle calmly picked up a piece of toast and said, "Tell me about the other teams. Have they made any changes this year?"

Although Cedric felt that Kyle's change of topic was a bit abrupt, he still followed his words and said, "Slytherin cleared the field when selecting its players. I only know that their new captain is Marcus Flint.

Gryffindor still had the same team as last year, with no outstanding newcomers. Oliver Wood spent the entire morning pulling his hair on the court.

But Ravenclaw has an excellent Seeker, guess who it is..."

"It's Autumn," Kyle said. "She said she wanted to be a Seeker last year."

"Yes, it's Qiu." Cedric smiled and said, "Among all the people who participated in the Chaser Selection, she was the fastest to catch the Golden Snitch.

The Ravenclaw captain was so happy that if it wasn't so early, he would have agreed to let Cho be the new Seeker."

"You don't know, Wood's eyes were red with envy at that time."

Cedric picked up a glass of pumpkin juice and said with a smile, "He went straight to ask Professor McGonagall if he could allow first-year students to participate in the selection, but he was severely reprimanded."

"Hey, I think I heard someone mention our beloved captain."

“Is Wood so popular now?”

At this time, Fred and George came over from not far away. They sat next to Kyle, one on each side, and asked, "What were you talking about just now?"

"About the selection of Quidditch players." Cedric did not hide anything and asked with a smile, "Why, did Professor McGonagall agree to let you select players from the first grade?"

(End of this chapter)