"How about it……"

As soon as Kyle came in, he heard an urgent voice coming from the classroom.

Connor came over, followed by Cedric, Cho, Fred and George.

"Done." Kyle gestured with his hand, "You can study Defense Against the Dark Arts on your own without worry. Just be careful and don't get discovered."

"Great!" Cedric said excitedly, "We have already discussed it. In order to prevent anyone from telling on us, they must sign a magical contract before they get the location of the Room of Requirement."

"You're amazing, Kyle." Fred also said happily, "It was so easy to fool Umbridge. You really deserve to be the youngest member of Sir Merlin's Order."

Kyle was speechless, not understanding what this had to do with the Merlin Band.

"But..." George touched his eyes, "You're too cruel. If we don't go to the school hospital, we'll have to endure this for at least a week."

"Honestly, this is just humiliating," Fred sighed.

"We don't dare go to crowded places now..."

"And even in class, you have to cover your face."

"Didn't you say that being a little injured would make you more convincing?" Kyle said with a smile, "It turns out that you are right. Because of the way you look now, Umbridge believes what I said."

"We're talking about you," George muttered. "Just think about it. The news you brought back after going through so much hardship and suffering injuries seems more credible all of a sudden."

"It doesn't matter. This result is pretty good anyway."

Kyle said, "Besides, you were outnumbered three to one and still got beaten like this, can you blame me? " "Honestly, if I were you, I would be too embarrassed to mention this, it's too embarrassing."

"It's two to one!" George corrected seriously, "Cedric was just watching there, not helping at all... this traitor..."

"Ah?" Cedric scratched his hair, not understanding how this matter had to do with him. After all, he was a Hufflepuff, and he couldn't help people from other colleges even if he was acting.

Besides, even if he went up to help, it might not be of any use. It would just be one more person with a black eye. Why bother?

It's better for two people to be injured than for three people to be wiped out. It's good enough now.

But Cedric knew that Fred and George were not in a good mood at the moment, so he tactfully kept silent.

Kyle ignored Fred and George who were yelling and asked, "Have you decided on a time? When do you plan to start?"

"Wednesday night," Cedric said. "I wanted to schedule it for the weekend, but everyone seems to have more important things to do, like Quidditch practice or joining their favorite clubs... Wednesday is the only time I can avoid all the schedules."

"Remember to go separately when the time comes." Kyle reminded: "Gryffindor and Ravenclaw are fine, but it's a bit strange for a large group of Hufflepuff students to suddenly run to the eighth floor.

"Or you can go to the kitchen and ask the house elves for help."

"House elf?"

"That's right." Kyle explained, "The special magic of the house elves allows them to use Apparition in the school and take you directly from the kitchen to the eighth floor and then pick you up again."

"Yes, house-elves can use magic in school. How could I have forgotten this?" Cedric said happily, "I just don't know if they would agree... I mean, almost no one has ever seen them use magic in school."

"It's okay, you'll know after you try it." Kyle said, "It's only once a week, not every day, so it shouldn't be a problem."

"That's true." Cedric nodded.

After discussing these things, several people left the classroom.

Kyle and Connor prepared to return to the common room, while Cedric followed Fred and George upstairs.

While there was still time, he planned to find Hermione and Harry to discuss more details, such as the specific time, the content of the magic contract, and what would be taught in class.

…

It was his first time being a professor...even if it was just a professor in name only, Cedric was still very nervous, and the closer it got to Wednesday, the more obvious this feeling became.

Even during Quidditch practice the next day, he seemed absent-minded.

Several times, Kyle saw the Golden Snitch flying past, but Cedric didn't react at all. He just looked ahead unconsciously, not knowing what he was thinking.

Kyle controlled the Firebolt, turned lightly, and held the Golden Snitch in his hand.

Because they had already flown for two hours.

Training is a boring thing, but since there are various tactics in daily life, it is not particularly boring.

But today was different, because the captain couldn't catch the Golden Snitch, they didn't change their tactics from beginning to end, and in the end everyone threw the Quaffle slowly into the goal post as if they were doing a History of Magic homework.

This kind of training is meaningless.

"Oh, sorry Kyle, I was distracted." Cedric scratched his head, "I can't help but think about what's going to happen tomorrow night.

"I don't know if I'm well prepared or if I can help everyone solve their problems. Whenever I think about this, it's hard for me to calm down."

Kyle put away his Firebolt and walked towards the castle with the others.

"Relax, it's just an after-school tutoring session, it's not that scary."

"I know the truth, but there's nothing I can do about it." Cedric sighed, "Every time I have some free time, I can't help but worry about not doing well and making a mess of things, and then no one will come next time."

"You should learn this from Harry. He doesn't look nervous at all," Kyle said with a smile.

"As for whether they will come next time, you don't need to worry about it, unless you teach worse than Umbridge... To be honest, this is much more difficult than not making mistakes."

"You make sense." Cedric finally managed a smile, "I have never seen a professor worse than Umbridge..."

When the two returned to the castle, it was almost curfew. At this moment, Filch just came down from upstairs. He looked at their attire and his expression immediately turned ugly.

"You guys..." He first glanced at the ground, and after finding that there were no footprints with mud on it, he quickly changed his words and said, "You are still wandering around so late, do you want to go on a night tour?"

"Mr. Filch, we just got back from training," said Cedric.

"That's better." Filch sneered at them, "If I catch you doing anything wrong, I'm sure Professor Umbridge won't mind me taking you to the dungeons.

"After so many years, a reliable professor finally came to the school..."

Cedric frowned, and after crossing the hall, he whispered to Kyle, "Filch is being annoying again."

"Yeah," Kyle said, "Because he has someone backing him up."

With the arrival of the well-behaved Umbridge (at least on the surface) at school, Filch finally found someone who shared the same ideas as himself.

This also caused Snape's position in his heart to be quickly replaced by Umbridge.

Whenever he tried to scare students, he would always threaten them that he would tell Professor Snape, and this worked particularly well with Gryffindor students.

Until Umbridge became the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Filch was pleasantly surprised to find that this professor's ideas were surprisingly consistent with his own, and the punishment was much more severe than that of other professors.

More importantly, she has greater power and can change school rules at any time.

As a result, Filch became arrogant. He even forgot what happened last year and started to become the same as before, patrolling the castle tirelessly, trying to catch more students who violated school rules.

He seemed to think that if enough people broke the school rules, he would have a reason to reopen the dungeon.

"This annoying guy..."

"And that nasty Umbridge..."

"Speak softly, don't let anyone hear you."

As soon as Filch left, some people started talking in low voices.

They still preferred Filch at the beginning of the school year; at least he wasn't as annoying back then as he is now.

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(End of this chapter)