"Don't worry, Cedric is fine. Madam Pomfrey said he will be discharged tomorrow morning."

When Kyle returned to the Hufflepuff common room, he immediately announced the good news.

The badgers didn't go anywhere after leaving the school hospital and kept waiting here. The Quidditch players also came, but their expressions were not very good.

Seeker Cedric was injured and left the field, which was a huge blow to the team's morale. Although a substitute player took over the position of Chaser in the end, they still lost in the end, 60 to 220, a full 160 points behind.

Fortunately, Cedric's condition was not serious in the end, which is good news.

Batsman Jazel thankfully said: "If that's the case, we can still make it in time for afternoon training."

Jazel is a seventh-year student whose greatest wish is to win a Quidditch cup for Hufflepuff before graduation.

"Damn it." Captain Harris punched the wall angrily and said, "We can't just let this go."

"Yes, there must be an explanation for this matter." Someone said indignantly, "How dare this Slytherin hit our seeker so blatantly? It's obvious that he doesn't take you seriously, Captain. I can't tolerate this!"

"Captain." Someone lowered his voice and said, "I've asked around. Someone from the Slytherin team will go to Hogsmeade tomorrow. How about we..."

"Shut up, Henry." Harris turned around and glared at him, "Remember, don't do anything to the Slytherin players. I will take care of this matter."

…

Kyle, who was not far away, heard Harris' words and looked back at him.

This captain is still quite sober.

It is indeed not possible to openly cause trouble for Slytherin at this time.

Now Hufflepuff's house score is only about ten points lower than Slytherin. The gap is very small. If Snape finds the opportunity, he will definitely not mind deducting 100 points from Hufflepuff.

Of course, if deducting 100 points can give them a good beating, then that's fine. Hufflepuffs don't care about that anyway.

But I’m afraid that I won’t be able to win the game and lose the points, which would be a bit disgusting.

And this possibility is not small.

Kyle guessed that a professor was probably watching them closely. Maybe he was the one who spread the news that the Slytherin players were going to Hogsmeade.

Kyle shook his head and stopped listening. He called Mikel and Ryan, and the three of them went back to the dormitory together.

"Kyle, there is nothing that can't be said outside." Mikel was discussing Quidditch with others just now. He was suddenly called back to the dormitory by Kyle. He was somewhat reluctant.

He looked at the poster of the Wimbledon Wasps beside Kyle's bed and said with some regret, "I just found Quidditch so interesting. It's a pity that first-year students are not allowed to join the team. I must sign up next year. What about you? Do you want to join us?"

After saying that, Mikel closed his eyes and enjoyed himself flying on his broomstick over the Quidditch field. He caught the Golden Snitch and was surrounded by deafening cheers, with everyone screaming his name.

This feels so good...

"Wake up first, and go back to sleep later!"

At this moment, a cold voice ruthlessly pulled him out of his sweet dream.

"Let's talk about Quidditch next year. You have more important things to do now."

Kyle waited for Mikkel to open his eyes, then handed him a bottle of blue potion, "Dalang, it's time to take the medicine."

When Mikel saw the demon-suppressing potion, his grinning mouth suddenly retracted.

"Impossible, I just drank it a few days ago!" Mikel said confidently.

"The first sixty days?" Kyle said, "Drink once every two months. You should know that."

"It's been two months? So fast!" Mikel still couldn't believe it.

The disgusting smell is so vivid in my memory, it seems like everything happened yesterday.

"Um, have you forgotten?"

After hearing what he said, Mikel quickly faced the reality.

Yes, Halloween has passed, it’s only been two months.

"Okay, you're right." Mikel said with a wandering look, "But I have something else to do later. Put it on the table first and drink it when I come back in the evening."

"Okay, then don't forget it." Kyle put the magic-suppressing potion on the table.

Mikel was visibly relieved when he saw this. "Don't worry, I won't forget it. I'll go to the library to do my homework first. See you in the evening."

After saying that, he was about to walk out.

Kyle was behind him, silently taking out his wand.

"Imprison quickly."

A thick rope shot out from the tip of the wand and tied Mikkel tightly.

"What are you going to do, what are you going to do!"

Mikel struggled hard, but it was all in vain. He could only watch Kyle walking towards him step by step with the demon-suppressing potion.

"Don't come over here, don't come over here!"

"Don't blame me. I'm heartbroken too." Kyle walked up to him and said sincerely, "But there's nothing I can do. This is the task that Headmaster Dumbledore gave me. I have to complete it."

"I'm fine, really."

Mikel felt that he could still be saved, and said quickly: "Professor Sprout said that I am making rapid progress, and there will definitely not be accidents like the previous one."

"That's the Illumination Charm. We've all learned the Levitation Charm by now."

"Then I can do without a wand!" Mikkel continued to struggle, "It's okay for me not to use a wand."

Kyle shook his head.

Teaching Charms without a wand is like playing Quidditch without a broom.

Kyle winked, and Ryan understood immediately, rolling up his sleeves and coming over.

With the cooperation of the two, the demon-suppressing potion was drunk smoothly without any waste.

Ryan held the empty bottle and asked curiously, "What on earth is this?"

"Magic Suppression Potion, a very precious potion."

"precious?"

"Yes."

Kyle thought for a moment and said, "Let me put it this way. If it weren't at Hogwarts, it would cost at least fifty Galleons to buy this potion, and that's the worst quality."

"Fifty Galleons!!"

Ryan swallowed his saliva. My goodness, his wand was only seven Galleons. With just this bottle of potion, he could actually buy seven wands? "But that bottle was brewed by Professor Snape himself." Kyle continued, "The work of a potion master like him would cost at least double if it was placed in Diagon Alley, which is one hundred Galleons."

This time, even Mikel, who was lying on the ground pretending to be bored, sat up after hearing the number.

He just drank a hundred Galleons worth of stuff?

Mikel smacked his lips, wondering why there was still a sweet aftertaste.

(End of this chapter)