For Kyle, this little accident in the Charms exam would not have any impact on his grades.

"Impeccable." Professor Flitwick smiled and said, "I look forward to seeing your final results, Kyle.

I hope you won't deliberately answer a question incorrectly like you did last year. After all, it's been a long time since a student in Hogwarts got full marks in all subjects."

Kyle smiled sheepishly.

The main reason was that he really didn't think he would get full marks in the Potions exam last year, so he wrote the thirteenth use of dragon's blood as a joke, with the mentality that one point more or one point less would make no difference.

In the Transfiguration exam, Professor McGonagall asked them to turn a rabbit into a trophy. The more exquisite the trophy, the higher the score. If there was still rabbit hair on it, points would be deducted.

Kyle also finished with ease.

The last course was History of Magic as usual. When Professor Binns asked them to put down their pens, it meant that the courses for this school year were officially over.

From then on, they no longer have to review, get up early or go to the library to do homework, so they can fully enjoy their holiday life.

When Kyle walked out of the classroom, the cheers in his ears never stopped.

Everyone had a smile on their face, and the air was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

But what surprised Kyle was that some people had a very strange expression when they saw him.

Some people would give him an encouraging smile, while others would laugh at him undisguisedly.

This made Kyle confused. Just when he was hesitating whether to just grab someone and ask, Cedric just happened to walk over from not far away.

"I've heard it all..."

Cedric stepped forward and patted Kyle on the shoulder, saying softly, "It's okay. You just didn't do well in one course. It doesn't mean anything. You are still the smartest student in Hogwarts, there is no doubt about that."

"Wait a minute..." Kyle asked hurriedly, "Why are you like this too? What happened?

Also, what does it mean that I didn’t do well in the exam? The results came out so soon?"

"Don't you know yet?"

Cedric said: "Someone noticed that Professor McGonagall kept shaking her head when she looked at your test paper, so many people said that you must have not done well in the test, which made Professor McGonagall so disappointed."

Kyle was stunned for a moment. He really didn't know about this.

No wonder Cedric said right away that he didn't do well in the exam. Now I finally know the reason.

But Kyle just thought about it for a moment and didn't care.

In order to kill time, he almost memorized the questions, so he was very sure that his answers were all correct.

As for why Professor McGonagall shook her head... who knows? The thoughts of an older cat girl are not so easy to guess.

"Kyle...we were looking for you."

At this time, Fred and George also came, and I don’t know if it was discussed in advance, but the first sentence they said was exactly the same as Cedric’s.

"We've all heard about it..."

"Stop!" Kyle interrupted them quickly, "I did very well in the exam, I don't need your comfort."

"So...you want us to praise you?" Fred said with a strange expression.

"Well, let me think about how mom praised Percy..." George rubbed his face and made an exaggerated expression, "Look, all "O", I knew you could do it..."

"Kyle, we are so proud of you..."

"Is this okay?" Fred said with a smile, "But I think the results are something we will consider a week later. Isn't it a bit too early to show off now..."

"So, you're not here to comfort me?" Kyle asked subconsciously.

"Are you kidding me?"

Fred gave him an unpleasant look. "If even your grades need comforting, then what are we going to do? Go back to the dormitory and cry?"

"We just came here to ask if you want to go to the Forbidden Forest."

"We heard there were Kneazles there..."

"She's always wanted to have a Kneazle."

Kyle thought for a moment and shook his head, "I have other things to do later. Oh, can you lend me the Marauder's Map?"

The twins, who were originally a little disappointed, raised their eyebrows and smiled knowingly when they heard that Kyle wanted a live map.

"Of course, feel free to use it."

…

At night, Kyle quietly left the common room and came to the entrance of the restricted area alone.

He had thought about it for a long time, wondering whether or not he should get involved in this mess involving the Philosopher's Stone, and only made up his mind last night.

Come! The Philosopher's Stone is secondary. That thing belongs to Nicolas Flamel, and Dumbledore treasures it very much. It is unlikely that he would take it away.

Kyle was here for another matter.

Of course, after all, he had to face Voldemort head-on, so just in case, he had made full preparations.

Kyle pulled a small bottle, no bigger than his thumb, from his pocket.

Fuling agent.

He knew very well that he was not Harry and had no bad fate with Voldemort. He needed some luck to survive safely.

"I hope the gains from this trip are worth the money paid for the ticket."

Kyle uncorked the bottle and carefully took a sip of the golden liquid inside.

It would be a waste to drink it all, he only needed a few hours of luck.

The next second, Kyle suddenly felt that the whole world was different. An extremely exciting feeling flowed through his body, as if there were endless opportunities in front of him.

He felt like he could do anything, and nothing was a problem... Things that had seemed difficult before now seemed easy.

"Why did I waste so much time..."

Kyle smiled and pushed open the door to the restricted area.

In the room, Lu Wei roared and rushed over, but when he found out that the person coming was Kyle, he quickly braked and jumped twice on the spot excitedly.

"Too boring?"

Kyle smiled and waved his hand, "Come here, I'll take you somewhere else to play for a while, how about that?"

The heads on both sides of Lu Wei nodded excitedly, but the head in the middle was a little hesitant.

"Don't worry, we'll be back soon. Dumbledore won't know, I promise."

This time, Lou Williams agreed.

Kyle put it in the box, took out his broom, and flew down through the trapdoor entrance.

The room was empty.

The previous Devil's Snare had been moved away by him, and it was obvious that Professor Sprout did not restock it.

Or maybe she didn't know either.

If Kyle guessed correctly, there should be an entrance here that the professors used to set up the levels.

Because there was no need to enter through the trapdoor, no one noticed that something was missing from the room.

This is really... so irresponsible.

Don't you know to check such an important level regularly? ...

(End of this chapter)