Because the curtains were not drawn last night, the sunlight shone through the round window of the dormitory and hit his face directly like a searchlight.

Who can sleep like this?

Kyle reluctantly dressed and stretched himself to the window.

Since the location of Hogwarts Castle is not flat, although this is the underground part of the castle building, it actually has plenty of sunlight. Through the round windows of the dormitory, you can also see the swaying grass and dandelions outside the window.

Kyle glanced at his two roommates who were sleeping soundly, and opened the window as wide as possible with an expressionless face.

The OWLs exams are in five years, how can they sleep at this age?

Besides, it's already half past seven, which means it's eight fifty if we round it up, and there are only a few minutes left before the nine o'clock class.

After all, this is their first class after entering Hogwarts, and they always have to leave a good impression on the professors. It would be bad if they were late.

The misty breeze in the early morning is undoubtedly the best alarm clock.

"I'm so thoughtful." Kyle nodded with satisfaction.

He really did it for the sake of his roommates. He didn't want them to get up early with him. As a Hufflepuff, he couldn't do such a thing.

After a quick wash, Kyle left the dormitory through the passage to the common room.

As we all know, the stairs in Hogwarts are very unique. They seem to have their own consciousness. When the little wizards are most anxious, they always change their original direction or extend to higher floors, and then silently enjoy the desperate wails of those unlucky guys.

Kyle was ready to walk around a few times, but he didn't know if it was because he had plenty of time or because it was not yet time for the stairs to be operational.

He walked all the way from the lounge to the auditorium. The stairs never changed once and it was very quiet the whole time.

This made Kyle somewhat disappointed. To be honest, he actually wanted to give it a try.

Although it was not yet eight o'clock, there were already quite a few people in the hall, especially the Ravenclaw table, which was almost full. There were also a few senior students from other colleges sitting there.

There was only one Hufflepuff... just Kyle.

As soon as he sat down, a steaming hot breakfast immediately appeared on the plate in front of him.

A glass of milk, two sausages, and a piece of bread.

It’s not very rich, but it’s pretty good. If it’s not enough, you can add more.

Kyle ate his breakfast leisurely. Not long after, two familiar figures walked into the auditorium one after the other.

"Hi, Kyle, why are you up so early?" Mikel and Ryan walked over quickly.

"I didn't want to either. I was planning to take a nap, but the window of the dormitory was open and the wind was too cold to fall asleep." Kyle cut a piece of sausage and put it into his mouth without changing his expression. "What about you guys? Why are you up so early?"

"Same to us." Mikel said with a bitter face: "I thought it was you who opened the window before?"

"The window was open when I left."

Kyle emphasized the words "when leaving".

"Is that so? It must have been blown open by the wind." Mikel picked up the bread and took a big bite. "But it's okay this way. I didn't fall asleep until the early hours of the morning last night. If the window wasn't open, I definitely wouldn't have been able to get up before nine o'clock.

If I were late for the first class... I don't even dare to think about the consequences. I would definitely be expelled."

Beside him, Ryan nodded in agreement.

Although he got up at around eight o'clock when he was at home, that was because his mother forcibly pulled him out of bed.

If he were really allowed to sleep until he woke up naturally, he would hardly be able to make it to the first class.

Kyle smiled and said, "Then you really have to thank the kind man who helped open the window."

"yes."

The two sleepy-eyed people were busy eating breakfast, and no one noticed that there was anything wrong with what Kyle said just now.

Mikel even chimed in: "It really helped a lot."

At this time, Kyle also finished the last sip of milk, stood up and said, "You guys continue eating, I'll go somewhere else."

"Okay." The two said in unison.

After saying goodbye to his roommate who was addicted to eating, Kyle walked straight to the castle gate.

It was just after eight o'clock and it was still early before class. Kyle decided to solve the pet problem first while he had time.

There was already a cat and a toad in the dormitory, so he couldn't seem to be a loner.

Walking out of the castle gate, Kyle raised his arms skillfully.

All of a sudden, seven or eight owls swarmed in from all directions and landed neatly on the stone steps in front of him.

"This time I'm not delivering a letter." Kyle looked at them and said, "I will be staying in Hogwarts for a long time, and during this time I hope to hire one of you as my exclusive messenger.

In return... All meals are provided, at least one pack of owl nuts every day, at least three packs of Mothra rat jerky every week, and a bottle of owl tonic every month... That's all for now, you can add more if there is anything else you need.

In addition, these conditions will still be valid even after I graduate, until it can no longer raise its wings.

How about this, if any of you are willing, just fly onto my shoulders."

It has nothing to do with Kyle's family talent.

As the magic world's special messengers, owls have a natural affinity for magic. With just a little training, they can understand what wizards say.

And those at Hogwarts are the best in the industry in this regard.

Even though Kyle's words were a bit complicated for them, they could understand about 70% of it with some body movements.

In less than a second, the owls scrambled to fly towards Kyle's shoulder.

Some of the slower ones even attacked the owls in front of them.

For a moment, there was chaos all around, with feathers scattered everywhere.

Kyle scratched his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and wanted to stop it, but it was too late, because the situation was no longer something he could persuade with just a few words.

Fortunately, this situation did not last long.

A brown fishing owl, relying on its huge size, easily defeated the other competitors and stood firmly on Kyle's shoulder as a winner.

Kyle recognized the owl.

It was about three years ago. When Chris found it, it was covered in wounds and fainted at the entrance of the Ministry of Magic's mail receiving desk, with an unsent letter tightly grasped in its claws.

Because it was discovered in time, Chris immediately treated it, took it home and took good care of it for more than half a month, and finally brought it back to life.

Despite this, it has a long and narrow scar on its face.

This scar was caused by black magic and was difficult to remove. Neither Chris nor Newt had any solution, and even feathers couldn't cover it.

Compared to the other owls, this made it look unusually... ugly.

But Kyle didn't care. He scratched the feathers on the neck of the brown fishing owl and said with a smile, "Hello, Laton."

The other tilted its head and gently rubbed Kyle's fingers with its beak.

Rodan was the nickname Kyle gave it.

Because he didn't know its name at first, Kyle called it that just to make it easier to feed it.

Unexpectedly, it actually admitted it in the end.

When Hagrid got the news and came to pick it up, he shouted "Saipan, Saipan" in the nearby woods for more than half an hour, but it didn't respond at all.

It was not until Kyle whispered "Roton" that it flew out slowly.

Hagrid was stunned and couldn't recover for a long time. It felt as if the girl he had raised with great effort was abducted by Kyle.

Don't mention how disappointed I am.

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(End of this chapter)