With a full harvest, Kyle left the Forbidden Forest contentedly.

A total of nineteen pints of eight-eyed giant spider venom, equivalent to one thousand nine hundred Galleons. The little bit of Te Bo Warthog Leg he gave to Lu Wei was returned in an instant, and it was multiplied hundreds of times.

Of course, it wasn't originally that much, but Old Spider realized that his behavior of going back on his word was shameless, so he took the initiative to ask for more money.

It's not that it doesn't want to give more, it's mainly because the production capacity of the Acromantula is so high. The entire nest, from Aragog himself to the small spiders the size of fingers, were all squeezed dry, and it was only then that it could barely produce 19 pints of venom.

When Kyle left, the spiders couldn't even stand up and lay on the ground in a twisted state as if they had drunk fake alcohol.

Kyle was quite moved by the scene. He decided that when he returned, he would make a batch of spider tonic for Hagrid as quickly as possible and ask him to deliver it to the Acromantula.

I hope those tonics can help them recover as soon as possible... After all, under normal circumstances, the process of the eight-eyed giant spider recovering its venom is quite slow.

Kyle walked into the castle happily, not noticing that a pair of eyes were staring at him in the dark.

“Ahaha!”

Filch jumped out from a corner and said sinisterly, "I caught you staying out all night!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Filch, I don't understand what you're saying."

Although he was startled, Kyle remained calm and said, "I just got up early and took a walk outside."

"Do you think I will believe your lies?" Filch sneered, "It's only five o'clock now. How could a little wizard get up so early?"

"Maybe I went to bed early last night." Kyle said, "If you don't believe me, you can go to the Hufflepuff common room and ask. Everyone knows that I went back to the dormitory at ten o'clock and didn't come out all night.

"Or you can ask the portrait hanging in the corridor."

Looking at Kyle's calm face, Filch, who had been very determined, was now a little shaken.

"I will. Follow me."

He took Kyle to a portrait in the kitchen corridor and said, "You still have a chance to confess, otherwise..."

"No, Mr. Filch."

Kyle took the initiative to look at the portrait and asked, "Hello, did you see any Hufflepuffs out for a night out after curfew last night?"

"Night wandering? No!" said the wizard in the portrait firmly.

"Are you sure?" Filch asked grimly.

"Of course." The wizard said, "Last night I was having a staring contest with the lady across the street. It started at nine o'clock. If any little wizard passed by here, I would have seen it at a glance."

Filch looked a little unhappy.

"The truth is out, Mr. Filch." Kell smiled and said, "If there is nothing else, I will go back first...

By the way, I noticed that Mrs. Norris has lost some weight recently. Could it be that Hogwarts hasn't paid her salary recently? You actually withheld her food."

Filch's face turned even uglier, as if he had heard that the school was going to hand over the position of janitor to a Dementor.

"I didn't withhold food from Mrs. Norris!" he roared. "Never!"

"Really..." Kyle shrugged, noncommittal, "But it has indeed lost weight recently. Maybe you should buy it some good dried fish to improve its diet."

"Don't worry about it..."

Filch hadn't caught anyone violating school rules these past few days, and he was already annoyed. Unexpectedly, he was accused of "withholding Mrs. Norris's food" early this morning. Filch was so angry that he almost spit fire.

"Of course... you're right."

Kyle didn't look at him, but took out his wand and tapped the barrel.

Kyle waved and turned into the passage.

As the passage door closed again, Filch's voice disappeared.

There was no one in the common room... But it was understandable, it was only five o'clock, no Hufflepuff would get up so early, usually such students would only appear in Ravenclaw...

There was no need to sleep now, so Kyle simply drank a bottle of refreshing potion and sat in the armchair closest to the fireplace to read a book.

It was not until seven o'clock that people began to enter the common room one after another.

…

The first class is divination class.

Although most students, including professors, think that Professor Trelawney is just a liar who eats and drinks for free at Hogwarts, some people also think that she is a very powerful prophet.

"I also thought she was a liar until all her predictions about me came true..."

In the dim and stuffy attic room, Mikel said excitedly: "She said before that I would leave everyone for a while, but I ended up staying in the school hospital on the weekend... This can be considered as leaving everyone, right!"

Mikel was talking about what happened after the Quidditch match. He was hit on the head by a Bludger, so Madam Pomfrey forced him to stay in the school hospital for two days.

“She said the same thing to me,” Kyle said. “It was just a coincidence.”

In fact, not only them, but even Cedric had received bad news from her.

While she is conscious, Professor Trelawney is indeed a complete liar, but she has rich experience and knows how to make the "prophecy" she made up come true.

Quidditch players are a good choice.

In Quidditch, injuries are inevitable, whether in training or in competition.

So in the first divination class after school started, almost all Quidditch players were on her prediction list.

Professor Trelawney doesn't need to do anything but wait. Once a player is injured, the prophecy will naturally come true.

Through this method, she actually gained a lot of admirers, such as Mikel.

He joined the team relatively late, and after Professor Trelawney got the news, she temporarily added his name to the prophecy list.

Coincidentally, this prophecy was made on Friday and came true after the game on Saturday.

So Mikel believed it without a doubt and became her loyal admirer.

Professor Trelawney maintained her usual demeanor today. Perhaps because the Quidditch match was approaching, she once again set her sights on the team members.

When she passed Kyle, she walked straight past him without stopping at all.

Through her previous experience of watching the game, she knew very well that Kyle had never been injured in the game, and the success rate of predicting him was too low to be worth considering... or another person would be more suitable.

She walked over and stopped casually in front of Mikel's desk, watching him adjust the planetarium.

"There's something here..." Professor Trelawney whispered, moving her face closer. "Something's moving...what is it...oh!"

She suddenly shook her head and sighed, "Honey, if I were you, I would be careful of someone with messy hair... Yes, the first person you thought of. You'd better stay away from him before Easter."

Mikkel immediately became nervous and began to look around, carefully looking for the person Professor Trelawney was talking about.

…

(End of this chapter)