Although Hufflepuff, who had been targeted throughout the entire game, won the game, they did not feel happy at all. They just celebrated symbolically a few times and then hurried back to the locker room.

Gryffindor, who was not targeted, lost the game again, so naturally they were not happy.

Even many spectators were dampened by the continuous whistles and sat there listlessly hoping for the game to end quickly.

If anyone had to be named as being satisfied with this Quidditch game, it would probably be Snape, the referee.

With the help of that magical whistle, he turned the game into his own personal show, targeting Kyle and preventing Harry from grabbing the Golden Snitch. It can be said to be a win-win situation... He won twice.

I didn’t expect that being a referee in a Quidditch match would be such an interesting thing. I might try it more often in the future.

After getting off the broom, Snape was in a very good mood, especially after seeing the gloomy faces of Kyle and Harry, he smiled from the bottom of his heart.

How wonderful... He hadn't been so happy when he first brewed the Lucky Spirit Potion.

"He deserves to die!"

In the Hufflepuff locker room, Harris was so angry that he punched the wall.

"In a 30-minute game, Snape...he actually called 21 fouls on us. I've never experienced anything so outrageous."

"Even in the Quidditch World Cup in 1473, there was only one foul every two minutes on average."

"If he is still the referee of the next game, we will refuse to participate!"

Everyone nodded in agreement. They really didn't want to go through a boring game like today again.

This is even more true for Kyle. After all, those 21 fouls were all his. It was not easy for him to hold on until the end.

Kyle did not choose to stay with everyone, but left the locker room alone, ready to find a place to relax and calm down his bad mood.

The Forbidden Forest was a good choice, but Hagrid had been watching very closely recently, so Kyle was discovered just as he arrived there and was taken back to the cabin.

"I watched the game. It wasn't your fault."

Hagrid poured Kyle a cup of tea and comforted him, "Professor Snape probably doesn't know much about Quidditch. Everyone can see that you didn't break the rules."

"I've heard this many times, Hagrid." Kyle took a sip of tea and said, "You really can't let me go to the Forbidden Forest?"

"No, Kyle." Hagrid said seriously, "The Forbidden Forest is very dangerous now. If it had been someone else, I would have chased him back to the castle, and I would have informed the professor and deducted a lot of points."

After hearing what Hagrid said, Kyle didn't insist anymore.

In fact, if he really wanted to go to the Forbidden Forest, he could use an Invisibility Cloak or a Disillusionment Charm, and Hagrid would definitely not be able to find him.

But there is no need for this. There are many places to relax, and it is not necessary to ban forests.

After coming out of Hagrid's hut, Kyle also met Harry by the Black Lake.

"Potter, are you here to see Hagrid too?"

"No... oh, yes." Harry looked a little nervous. "I don't want to... listen to them comforting me all the time."

"I understand." Kyle patted his shoulder. "Go quickly, Hagrid just mentioned you."

Having said that, he prepared to leave.

But before he took two steps, Harry behind him suddenly said, "Wait..."

"What's wrong."

"Kyle... did you see any strange people just now?"

"Well, like wearing a hood or something..."

Kyle thought about it, shook his head and said, "Sorry, I didn't notice it, but you can ask Hagrid. If that person went to the Forbidden Forest, he might know."

"Okay...thank you, thank you."

"You're welcome."

After saying goodbye to Harry, Kyle turned around and went back to the castle.

Now he finally understood what Harry meant.

Regardless of whether they know him or not, almost everyone will come forward and say a few words of comfort when they see him.

And more and more people are coming here.

Kyle could only quicken his pace and hide in the library for a while. Madam Pince helped him drive out all those who did not choose to read.

Kyle hid behind the bookshelf, used the Disillusionment Charm to sneak out, and went through the spiral staircases all the way to the door of the Room of Requirement on the eighth floor.

After half a school year of hard work, he has gradually moved his flower beds into boxes, but only those mature plants.

As for those that are still growing, they are still left here.

In comparison, the environment of the Room of Requirement is more suitable for the growth of magical plants. After all, there is no way to make it rain in the box at any time, or change the weather... at least not in his case.

The same goes for the Moon Beasts. They will have to stay here for a while before Kyle completely completes the transformation of the box.

Because a lot of plants were planted at the beginning of the school year, even after taking away a batch of them, there is no feeling of emptiness here. Instead, it seems a lot more crowded.

Looking at the thriving plants in the flowerbed, Kyle's mood suddenly improved a lot.

He began to understand Professor Sprout and Newt a little bit. Whether it was plants or magical animals, watching them grow little by little was indeed a very fulfilling thing.

Kyle walked through a row of large flower pots with biting kale and came to the back of the room.

This is the territory of the poisonous tentacles.

This vine is somewhat similar to a devil's snare and will entangle any living thing nearby.

But it is much more dangerous than the Devil's Snare. In addition to not being afraid of sunlight, its poisonous tentacles are also highly venomous. Whether you are pricked or bitten by the sharp spines on its tendrils, it is fatal.

This is also the main reason why it is listed as a Category C prohibited trade item by the Ministry of Magic.

However, the growth cycle of the poisonous tentacles is relatively slow. Even with the Moon Crazy Beast's feces as fertilizer every day, it has only just grown a very thin sprout. Even the iconic spikes are still just inconspicuous black dots.

The same is true for the fang geranium on the other side.

Bite cabbage is better. Not only is it convenient to use, but its growth cycle is also short. They were planted on the same day, but now all of them have grown teeth.

Ever since Kyle came to the flower garden, he could always hear the sound of teeth clacking, like someone playing clappers, it was so lively.

He returned to the Biting Cabbage, took out his box from the Transfiguration Lizard Skin Bag, and selected some of the most vibrant ones to put in.

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(End of this chapter)