"Professor McGonagall, what do you think..."

Two hours later, Kyle and the professors left the Room of Requirement before curfew.

"There is no doubt that this is the work of Rowena Ravenclaw," said Professor McGonagall. "I can't think of anyone else who could have done it to this extent."

"Do I need to notify you when I come tomorrow?" Kyle said.

After all, there is only one key, and he doesn't want to give it to others, so if they want to go to the Room of Requirement now, they can only go together.

“No need…”

"You can do it yourself..."

To Kyle's surprise, all four professors rejected his proposal.

"Do you feel strange?" Professor Babel asked with a smile.

"Kind of," Kyle said truthfully.

Although Ravenclaw's memory is mainly based on runes, the professors at Hogwarts are not incompetent and it is impossible for them not to understand... At least Professor Babel will definitely have no problem.

But like Professor McGonagall, she rejected the invitation to go again without hesitation.

"It's like this..." Professor Babel explained, "We are different from you. Our understanding of magic has long been systematic. This understanding runs through almost our entire lives and is difficult to change."

"More importantly, this is your make-up class." Professor McGonagall continued, "Ms. Rowena Ravenclaw should have made special adjustments and selections. All the courses are tailored for you... Suitable for you, but not for us."

"No help at all?" Kyle frowned.

He had originally wanted to use this "make-up lesson" to improve the overall combat effectiveness of Hogwarts.

"Of course not, I just said that the course content is not suitable for us." Professor McGonagall's face became more serious. "But their unique views on Transfiguration and their completely different ideas from modern Transfiguration magic are still worth learning from.

“I have gained a lot, but I need time to slowly sort out these views and concepts and try to integrate them into my magic. This cannot be done in a day or two.”

"Me too," said Professor Flitwick in a shrill voice, "I've got some ideas, and maybe I can dig up that paper I wrote ten years ago on the theory of wandless spellcasting.

"Before, for some reason, my ideas could never be put into practice, but just now I saw another possibility."

"Thank you so much, Kell." Professor Flitwick patted Kell on the back happily.

This was the highest point he could reach.

"Is that so?" Seeing that the professors all gained something, Kyle didn't say anything else.

As for Professor Sprout, she was not interested in spells, but only liked magical plants... Unfortunately, there was no Herbology class in Hogwarts a thousand years ago, and she couldn't bring out the potted plants in the school.

This is very embarrassing.

It can be said that she was the only person who gained nothing this time, but Professor Sprout himself didn't care much.

…

After getting the professor's consent, Kyle no longer had to worry about other issues.

For several weeks, he would go to the Room of Requirement early in the morning and would not come out until the evening.

Sometimes it was too late and he would just stay there.

After all, the Room of Requirement is a complete replica of Hogwarts, which naturally includes the college's common room.

And everyone knew that the way to enter the Hufflepuff common room had never changed, and Kyle easily knocked on the barrel door.

Unlike the common room in my memory, there are only nine dormitories here.

Moreover, perhaps because this place no longer appeared in Ravenclaw's memory, there was no one in the common room.

This feeling is a bit strange, but it is no problem to stay there for one night.

During this period, Kyle could clearly feel that his magic level was improving little by little.

It wasn't the kind of sudden improvement, but more like climbing up the stairs. Although not fast, each step was clear. This feeling made Kyle very satisfied. He even couldn't stop and wished he could stay here forever.

But that's impossible.

The lock that Ravenclaw added to the Room of Requirement not only keeps out other people, but also keeps out house-elves.

They couldn't get the food in.

If Kyle wanted to eat, he had to go out.

But these are all minor problems. He can just treat it as a normal class. The only difference is that it is always daytime in the Request Room, so even if it is night outside, he can still go to the classroom to attend classes.

However, in order to ensure that he has enough energy every day, Kyle usually only stays until eleven o'clock, goes back to the common room for a midnight snack, and comes back the next morning.

It was precisely because he often appeared in the auditorium, and the professor also helped to find excuses, that there was not much discussion outside about his taking leave from class.

Everyone just thought he was reviewing in his own way. After all, after seventh grade, any decision made was not surprising, especially for those students with excellent grades.

There were even people who interned in the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic throughout their seventh year, such as Nymphadora Tonks, who also graduated from Hufflepuff.

Everyone has long since gotten used to it.

…

In this situation, the middle of April passed quickly and quietly.

The weather was getting hotter, and patches of clear blue sky began to appear above the castle towers. These signs of the coming of summer did not bring much good mood to Hogwarts.

Many people have found that homework has become increasingly difficult recently.

I don’t know when, but professors started assigning some very rare questions in their homework.

Sometimes they even have to spend an hour in the library to figure out what the requirements are.

"Professor McGonagall probably forgot that we just finished taking OWLs last year and we won't be preparing for the NEWT exams until next year."

In the library, Ron couldn't help complaining, "Hermione, could you please tell me what the 'Gamp Definition' is? I only know the Gamp Basic Law of Transfiguration. Did it change its name?"

"Of course not." Hermione buried her head in a thick book and said quickly: "Gamp's definition is the theoretical basis of human body deformation. It also includes all the conditions that may occur when the human body is deformed... Look for it yourself. It's in the book "The Lion and the Wizard."

"Thank you," Ron said casually, and found the brown Transfiguration reference book.

Next to him, Harry was raising a finger and waving his arms vigorously.

He was practicing wandless spellcasting, which was also an assignment for his Charms class.

I really don't know what Professor Flitwick is thinking. Starting from last week, he suddenly began to ask everyone to try to cast spells without a wand in class, and they are not allowed to recite spells.

I have to say, this is really difficult.

Harry felt like his arms were about to break, but the parchment on the table only moved a little bit, and he even wondered if it was blown by the wind.

"Really... Is the method Professor Flitwick said useful?" Harry couldn't help but mutter.

"It will definitely work." Hermione looked up at him and said, "I did it in class. First, you need to calm yourself down. When you recite the spell silently in your mind, don't think about anything else!"

Harry tried a few more times, but to no avail, and he rubbed his sore arm helplessly.

"No, the Quidditch match is coming up soon... This year is Gryffindor's best chance to win the championship, and I can't stop thinking about it."

"Quidditch again." Hermione pouted and said, not understanding. "Can you think of anything else besides Quidditch? "You can learn from Kyle. Didn't he not participate in the last Hufflepuff game? But Hufflepuff still won."

"It was a narrow win," Harry corrected, "If the game had dragged on for another five minutes, the situation would have been different."

"Am I analyzing the battle situation with you?" Hermione couldn't help but raise her voice, but immediately shut up.

She subconsciously looked around.

Fortunately, because the homework was getting harder and harder, many people came to the library. Everyone was flipping through the books while muttering and complaining in a low voice. Even if they were stopped by Madam Pince, they would still flip the books vigorously to vent their dissatisfaction.

"Listen, if you want to complete Professor Flitwick's request in the next class, you must concentrate and forget about those games." Hermione said, "Maybe you can learn from Kell and put yourself on the bench."

"That's impossible." Before Harry could say anything, Ron said directly, "Don't forget, Harry is the best seeker and the most important one. If he doesn't participate in the game, we will lose."

"You mean to say that Professor Flitwick's homework is unimportant?" Hermione said without giving in. "Last year and five years ago in the NEWT exam, there were questions about wandless spellcasting. Don't you want the certificate?"

"It's just a small question in the exam. It's not that serious." Ron said nonchalantly, "Besides, it's still a long time before the NEWT."

Although Harry didn't say anything, he was on Ron's side in his heart.

Giving up Quidditch? That was impossible. He certainly couldn't do it.

But Hermione probably guessed that this would happen, so she glared at them unhappily and pulled her homework back from the middle.

"Then just do your best, two... Quidditch gentlemen." After saying that, she stood up, hugged two books and walked out of the library without looking back.

"Why is she angry again?" Ron couldn't help but mutter.

"You really shouldn't have argued with her." Harry sighed, somewhat regretting not stopping Ron just now.

After all, Hermione had the homework in her hands, and there was no benefit in arguing with her, which was why he didn't say a word just now.

Why doesn't Ron learn his lesson?

The homework now is much more difficult than before. Without Hermione's help, can they really finish it on time? Thinking of this, Harry sighed again.

Ron also felt a little regretful, but for the sake of face, he still stiffened his neck and said stubbornly: "So what, just write it yourself.

"By the way, Harry, did you get Slughorn's real memory?"

"Not yet." Harry felt even more uncomfortable when he talked about this. "He seems to be on guard against me all the time. Whenever we are alone together, he will immediately find an excuse to leave. This happened several times."

"You lack a little luck." A voice came from the side.

It was Hermione who had returned. She picked and chose three books on the table and prepared to take them to find Madam Pince.

"Or you can try again." Hermione paused and continued, "Tomorrow is the Easter holiday. This is a good opportunity. I think you can try again."

"I've tried so many times," Harry said. "He keeps avoiding me, and there's nothing I can do."

"Then try again, you can always succeed." Hermione said and went to Madam Pince to borrow a book. During the whole process, she didn't even look at Ron, as if Harry was the only one here.

…

In the evening, a sumptuous Easter dinner was held in the auditorium.

Although the Easter holiday is also two weeks long like Christmas, no one chose to leave school and go home this time, not a single person, everyone chose to stay in school.

The activities of the Death Eaters outside are becoming more frequent. From the description in the Daily Prophet, the Death Eaters are no longer satisfied with hiding. They have begun to take to the streets and spread fear everywhere.

The battle between the Death Eaters and the Aurors almost never stopped, people disappeared every day, and the Dark Mark, which had disappeared for more than ten years, would now appear above a house every now and then.

Because even if someone wanted to go back for the holidays, they would be strictly stopped by their family and told to stay in Hogwarts.

At the dining table, Kyle was eating the chocolate eggs specially prepared by the house-elf, while turning his head to look in the direction of the teachers' seats.

As expected, Dumbledore was still not there, but this time Snape did not leave. When Kyle looked over, he happened to look over too.

The two people's eyes met in mid-air, and then turned away tacitly.

It is worth mentioning that Snape already knew about the Room of Requirement. It was Professor McGonagall who told him.

During this time, Professor McGonagall went to the Room of Requirement twice more, and brought Snape with her the second time.

But because it was Kyle who held the key, no matter how interested Snape was, he didn't say anything, as if waiting for Kyle to speak first.

But will Kyle spoil him?

Of course not! He walked into the Room of Requirement with Professor McGonagall as if he hadn't seen Snape, and slammed the door shut.

This made Snape very uncomfortable.

And after that, Professor McGonagall had no intention of going there again in the short term, so if Snape wanted to go, he had to find Kyle himself.

He regretted more than once why he left school because of a trivial matter. If he had been with other professors at the time, he would not have to make excuses.

…

And Dumbledore, he also learned what happened in the school from Professor McGonagall's letter, and hurried back that night.

But as luck would have it, Kyle stayed up all night in the Room of Requirement that night because he didn't understand a key question.

When he came out for lunch the next day at noon, Dumbledore had left the school ten minutes ago for other things.

And this happened more than once. Every time Dumbledore came back, Kyle happened to stay overnight in the Room of Requirement.

This made Dumbledore feel very upset, and he even suspected that Kyle did it on purpose.

But that was just Dumbledore overthinking.

Kyle had no idea that there had been a centenarian waiting for him at the door for several nights, and he was really just taking the class at his own pace.

"How are you going to spend your vacation?" Kanna picked up a piece of pudding and asked, "Are you going to the Room of Requirement again?"

"Sure." Kyle said, "You can come along, I think the magic class there is very suitable for you, although it is not easy to understand, but it is not too difficult, and it is very detailed.

"After you have studied for a while, you should be able to understand other courses."

"Okay." Kanna hesitated for a moment before nodding and agreeing. She didn't have anything else to do anyway, so it would be nice to learn some magic runes.

"But Kyle..." She suddenly thought of something and said hesitantly, "Can we bring Professor Snape with us this time?"

"Why?" Kyle asked.

"He asked me several times, and his mind wandered every time. I felt like he was curious about that place as well."

"Then why didn't he come and tell me himself?" He cleared his throat and said pretentiously, "He is a professor. If he asked me to take him in, I would definitely not refuse... But he didn't say anything, so he must not be interested."

Connor rubbed her forehead, feeling a little troubled by the relationship between Snape and Kyle...

They have been competing with each other for such a long time, and they are still enjoying it. Don’t they feel annoyed?

"Well, I'll ask for him, okay?" Connor turned her head to look at Snape, who had glanced over here intentionally or unintentionally, and sighed, "You know, I can fully represent Professor Snape."

"Hmm... I'll think about it." Kyle said, stroking his chin.

But the next second, he felt a warm feeling on his cheek, accompanied by the sweetness of pudding.

"What about this?" Kanna asked.

"Well, sure..." Kyle blurted out, "No problem, leave it to me."

He subconsciously glanced at the teachers' seats.

Snape must have also seen Connor kissing Kyle's cheek just now. He immediately exploded, and a strong sense of low pressure spread all over his body, as if he would rush over and cast a killing curse on Kyle in the next second.

But will Kyle be afraid?

Not only was he not afraid, he even raised his eyebrows at Snape proudly.

Snape was so angry that he mashed the baked potato in his hand into mashed potatoes and kneaded it repeatedly.

"Do you really want to piss him off?" Kanna looked at the two people's little actions and shook her head helplessly.

"Sorry, it was a reflex." Kyle quickly put away his smile and turned his head away from Snape.

(End of this chapter)