There were still some people in the common room of each college. Gryffindor had the least, about five or six, and Ravenclaw had the most, about a dozen.

These students are basically fifth or seventh graders. The pressure of exams makes them have no time to care about Quidditch.

With this time, they obviously prefer to stay in the library or a more cozy lounge to read a book.

Kyle turned his gaze to the Hufflepuff common room.

The Marauder's Map does not depict the dormitory area in as much detail as other areas, and simply distinguishes between men and women.

All seven grades were together, separated only by a thin line of ink from the common room next door.

Kyle wrote down the names of everyone in the Hufflepuff common room.

There aren't many, only six.

After memorizing it, Kyle wanted to close the map and continue watching the game, but under the influence of a mysterious force, he looked towards the location of the underground classroom, and then found Snape's private storage room nearby.

Kyle swore that he had absolutely no intention of going there to steal (crossed out)… take anything, at least not now.

It is undeniable that there are indeed many treasures in Snape's private storage room, but Kyle is currently more interested in spells, and those potion materials are not very attractive to him.

But since he had already seen it, Kyle also wrote down the route leading there, as well as the entrances and exits of the secret passages around it.

Just out of curiosity, nothing else.

Anyway, I have nothing else to do right now, so I might as well just sit there doing nothing.

"Look, Cedric's speeding up!"

At this moment, a deafening cheer suddenly came from the surroundings.

Kyle quickly closed the Marauder's Map and tapped it with his wand again.

"The prank is over."

The ink line faded, and the Marauder's Map turned into ordinary parchment.

On the Quidditch field, Cedric was diving down from mid-air at an extremely fast speed.

"It's the Snitch!"

The narrator excitedly shouted, "It's right next to the Slytherin goalpost, less than twenty feet off the ground!"

"Higgs saw it too, and he sped up!"

The two Seekers rushed towards the Golden Snitch one after the other. The atmosphere in the stands was extremely solemn, and everyone was looking at them nervously.

A few seconds later...

"It's Cedric!"

The commentator yelled at the top of his voice: "Cedric Diggory, the youngest Seeker ever, has caught the Snitch!"

The stands were in an uproar, with a large number of yellow flags and cheering items thrown into the air.

"We won, we won!" The little badgers around screamed excitedly and hugged each other.

"Thank you Hufflepuff for bringing us a wonderful Quidditch game."

…

An hour later, Cedric was carried back to the common room by a group of excited Hufflepuff students. In the words of Quidditch players, this was a hero's treatment.

But in Kyle's opinion, he now looked more like a pig waiting to be slaughtered.

A celebration banquet after a victory was indispensable. That evening, several senior students went to the kitchen and brought back a large amount of delicious food. Soon the common room was filled with all kinds of delicious steaks and biscuits.

"Kyle, where did you go?" Kanna came over with a large piece of bone-in steak and asked in confusion, "Why didn't I see you when the game was over?"

"I'm going to the bathroom," Kyle said.

Kyle smiled and said, "Not really. I just happened to see Cedric catch the Golden Snitch when I came back."

"That's good." Kanna smiled and took a bite of the steak, then showed a happy expression.

Kyle looked at her and asked in confusion, "We're going to sleep soon, is it okay for you to eat so much now?"

Kanna's hand suddenly stopped moving, and her expression became a little stiff. She turned her head away and whispered, "I... I didn't eat much for dinner."

"Is that so?" Kyle frowned. "But why do I remember that at dinner... Never mind, maybe I remembered it wrongly."

Connor breathed a sigh of relief, and without waiting for Kyle to say anything else, she quickly found an excuse and left.

Everyone was very happy, but what they didn't know was that this banquet could be said to be their last carnival.

Because the final exam is coming soon.

The professors were assigning more and more homework, and they were running out of time to play a game of wizard chess.

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The Easter holidays were far less fun than Christmas, and most people chose to stay in school.

There was too much homework, and the blank parchment papers piled up like a mountain. They had to stay in the library almost every day, sighing and yawning, trying hard to complete these heavy homeworks.

In addition, they also need to recite the "must-test content" mentioned by the professors and practice wand movements.

It's holiday, but you can always hear the complaints of little wizards in the corridor.

"I'll never remember this!" Halfway through the holiday, Mikkel couldn't stand it anymore. He threw his quill and said angrily, "Who discovered the twelve uses of dragon blood? There are too many to remember!"

"Dumbledore."

Kyle, who was sitting opposite him, said without even looking up: "Do you want to duel with him? This is indeed a good idea. If you can beat him up, Professor Snape will definitely not let you carry these things anymore."

“…”

After being stunned for a moment, Mikkel reached out and picked up the quill, "What is the twelfth use of dragon blood... Oh, it's used as a furnace cleaner.

This isn't that hard to remember. I should have been more careful just now."

Kyle smiled but said nothing.

An hour later, he too put down his quill and closed his copy of One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi.

"Kyle, have you finished all your homework?"

Mikel and Ryan looked up suddenly like two Nifflers who had discovered a gold Galleon.

Kyle moved his shoulders and nodded, "Well, I'm done."

Mikel's eyes lit up, and he asked expectantly, "Can you... lend it to us for reference?"

“…Okay.”

This time, Kyle did not refuse directly like before. After hesitating for a while, he pushed the assignment to them.

The main thing was that he remembered that Mikel and Ryan had already done a lot of homework. Although not much, it was definitely one third.

In this way, there is no need to worry about the possibility of copying the homework, and it doesn't matter if you lend it to them.

In addition, there is indeed a lot of homework during the Easter holidays.

But to be on the safe side, Kyle still reminded: "Remember, don't copy."

"Don't worry." Mikel patted his chest decisively and said, "We won't make the same mistake twice."

(End of this chapter)