George added: "Besides, we are not interested in her. She is doomed to be unrequited love."

"That's a pity." Kyle didn't continue the topic. He just said something perfunctory and walked between the two people.

Lunch had already started, and Kyle just wanted to sit there and enjoy his tender steak and pumpkin juice instead of standing at the door of the auditorium like a fool.

But Fred and George didn't think so. They followed Kyle all the way to the Hufflepuff table.

"Although there is no evidence, I always feel that the Charms classroom exploded because of you."

Fred pushed Cedric aside and sat next to Kyle. He picked up a glass of pumpkin juice and took a big gulp. He continued, "Why didn't anything happen before, but something like this happened as soon as you came? It must be your influence."

Hearing this, Kyle felt his back sink and he almost choked to death on the pumpkin juice.

What does this mean? What has he done? He has been helping the whole time, so why do you really have to put the blame on him?

Kyle turned his head and raised his middle finger without saying a word.

But Fred turned a blind eye to this and continued to say to himself, "It's a pity that you are not in Gryffindor."

"We've asked." George smiled and said, "The first class for Gryffindor freshmen is Potions. If you are there, and if the freshmen cooperate, it is very likely that Snape will go to the hospital ward."

"Yeah, what a pity." Fred put down the pumpkin juice in his hand and said regretfully: "If you can really send Snape to the school hospital, you will become a hero of Gran... no, you will be the hero of the entire Hogwarts!"

I don’t know what Fred was thinking about. He suddenly became excited, and his whole body was shaking, even though he had a look of regret on his face just now.

Fred was so excited that he didn't even notice Cedric tugging at his robe.

"Honestly Kyle, I still think you shouldn't be in Hufflepuff. Gryffindor is your real home."

"Let's assume you're right, but, Fred, George..." Kyle suddenly cleared his throat and said with a smile, "Why do you think the Gryffindor freshmen will cooperate with me to deal with Professor Snape?

In my opinion, the little wizards in Gryffindor are all very polite, speak well, and the headmaster is also kind. They are not so... well, unruly. "

"What nonsense are you talking about, Kyle? How can an obedient and honest child be sorted into Gryffindor?" Fred was stunned at first, then raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, right, that's not the case. We should say that we just like adventure..."

"So... Mr. Weasley, is this why you don't eat at your own house tables?"

A cold, emotionless voice came from behind.

The smiles on Fred and George's faces disappeared in an instant, and they turned their heads with difficulty to look behind them.

"Professor McGonagall, when did you arrive..." Fred forced a smile that was uglier than crying and said dryly, "Well, I think you must have misunderstood something. I can explain."

"No need, Mr. Weasley. I think I can fully understand what you are saying and there is no misunderstanding. And you should be thankful that it is me standing here instead of Professor Snape."

Professor McGonagall looked calm, and seemed no different from usual. "Because you don't respect the professor, Gryffindor will deduct ten points from you, ten points per person."

Fortunately, it’s just a point deduction.

Fred and George breathed a sigh of relief. It was just the beginning of the school year, and Gryffindor's scoring hourglass was still quite spacious. It was only 20 points, which was acceptable.

Fred and George were struck by lightning.

The Sorting Ceremony? They thought that was over...

They may not care about the deduction of points, but confinement is different, not to mention being locked up for a whole week and not being able to go out at night for seven whole days. This is simply asking for their lives!

The two had begun to despair.

"Professor, please..."

Fred and George looked at Professor McGonagall pitifully, trying to awaken her compassion in this way.

Unfortunately, Professor McGonagall didn't buy it at all, and even her tone of voice didn't fluctuate at all: "Detention starts at 11 o'clock this evening. Go find Filch and he will take you to the trophy room. There is a roster there, which records the names and deeds of all the outstanding students since the establishment of Gryffindor.

You need to copy this roster completely until it is finished. Remember, each person needs to copy it once, and no magic or shorthand quills are allowed, all by hand. "

After Professor McGonagall finished speaking, she pointed in the direction of Gryffindor and said, "Now, Mr. Weasley, please return to your tables!"

Fred and George were struck by lightning. They lowered their heads and hurried back to their seats in Gryffindor, with despair written all over their faces.

Kyle also lowered his head, trying hard not to laugh out loud. After the twins left, he turned around and said as if nothing had happened, "Good afternoon, Professor McGonagall. It's a pleasure to see you here."

Professor McGonagall's voice finally showed some movement, and she replied, "Good afternoon, Mr. Chopper."

"Just call me Kyle, Professor." Kyle smiled and said, "Have you had lunch? If not, have something here."

Cedric also reacted at this time and quickly moved to the side, making a spacious enough space.

Professor McGonagall's expression softened a little, and she said, "I'd love to, but unfortunately I've already eaten."

In order to maintain her dignified personality, Professor McGonagall usually comes to the auditorium before mealtime, or stays directly in her office. She rarely eats with the little wizards.

"That's such a pity." Kyle sighed softly, and the other badgers also showed disappointed expressions, as if they really wanted to eat at the same table with Professor McGonagall.

Everyone is well behaved.

Professor McGonagall looked at the scene in front of her, and compared it with the chaos at the Gryffindor table next door, and a feeling of fatigue suddenly surged into her heart.

It is true that there is no harm without comparison.

Why are all the good kids in other houses, especially Kyle and Cedric, it would be nice if at least one of them could be assigned to Gryffindor.

This damn sorting hat...

(End of this chapter)