Chapter 270 Howling Letter
It only took Kyle more than an hour to finish the more than twenty maps, and on the morning of the first day of school, he handed them over to the little wizards who had paid the deposit on time. New π.πΌππ
Another huge gain in Galleons, nothing could be more satisfying than this.
During the morning meal, several people sat around the Gryffindor table and began to divide the spoils... ahem, distribute the fruits of labor.
The wallet suddenly bulged a lot again, and everyone was very happy.
As for why it was at the Gryffindor table...it didn't have any special meaning, it was just because this place was closest to the door of the auditorium.
"By the way Kyle, this is for you."
Fred and George counted out seven galleons, put them in a cloth bag and handed them to Kyle.
"I am willing to admit defeat..."
George said with some distress: "I swear, if I make a bet with you again, we will be swallow-tailed dogs!"
"Me too." Fred nodded in agreement.
"Ha, I almost forgot about this."
Kyle took the bag, poured all the gold coins inside on the table with an extremely distrustful attitude, and counted them carefully.
Last year Fred and George played a little game where they had to guess when Professor Quirrell would leave school.
Under their kind invitation, Kyle couldn't resist, so he played a little game.
Needless to say, the result...
Twenty galleons doubled directly, not only making a small amount of pocket money, but also emptying Fred and George's wallets.
Because they did not want to use the funds prepared for opening the store, the two relied on Kyle's good relationship and have been delaying paying off the forty galleons until now.
"Yes, exactly forty galleons."
In the eyes of Fred and George who wanted to hit someone, Kyle calmly put away the bag.
"Why don't you play this year... Professor Lockhart is a famous wizard in the magic world. If it is related to him, I believe many people will participate."
"Ho..." George sneered.
"Unless you don't participate," Fred said.
"Okay, I won't participate." Kyle said calmly.
Then he turned to look at Kang Na who was standing aside, "You prepare forty galleons and it's mine. If we win, we'll split it half and half."
"Okay!" Kangna nodded without hesitation.
"That's enough for you two!"
Watching the two guys plotting loudly, Fred took a bitter bite of the piece of bread as if it were Kyle's head.
As I said just now, if they play this kind of game with Kyle again in the future, it will be a swallow-tailed dog...still the ugliest kind!
"Wait a minute." At this time, Cedric suddenly said: "I remember, you still have something to do, right.
You originally said, what would Kyle do if he was awarded the Order of Merlin in his second year? "
"Oh, I know."
Qiu suppressed her laughter and cooperated: "Tap dance and fly around the castle with three trophies on your head."
"There's also butterbeer." Kang Na also looked at Kyle with a smile, "That's great. You don't have to spend money to drink butterbeer in the future."
Fred and George looked even sadder.
Holding three trophies, tap dancing... Come on, Merlin, how on earth did they come up with such a difficult move.
And contracting all the Butterbeer from Kyle... How much will it cost!
For a moment, the two of them felt cold in their hearts.
Fred also slapped himself...
"Snapped!"
"Why can't I control my mouth?"
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A crisp sound immediately attracted the attention of the people around him.
Even in Gryffindor, which is famous for its courage, there are only a handful of people who dare to whip themselves so hard...
They were all quite curious.
Fortunately, at this time, the postman arrived.
Hundreds of owls flew in, circling the auditorium, dropping letters and packages into the conversing crowd.
Kyle reached out his hand and caught a copy of the Daily Prophet.
But before he had time to look, his attention was attracted by the movement next to him.
An owl knocked over the milk jug... milk and feathers were flying everywhere.
But that's not the point.
The key point is that it still holds a wet red envelope in its mouth.
"Oh, no..." Ron yelled not far away.
Many people found the red envelope and looked at it.
"That should be a roaring letter, right?" Kangna asked in a low voice.
"That's right." Kyle nodded.
"You'd better open it, Ron." Neville, who was sitting next to Kyle, whispered: "It's worse not to open it. Grandma sent me one, but I ignored it, and the result..."
He breathed, "That's horrible."
"What will happen?" Cedric asked curiously.
He had never seen a howler letter before, he just knew that there was such a thing.
"It will explode." Kyle spread his hands and said, "Also, do you know what 360-degree stereo surround sound is?
In all directions, wherever there are fragments of envelopes, there are sounds, and they can be heard even across the Black Lake. "
Ron turned pale, and while they were talking, smoke began to smoke from the corners of the envelope.
"Open it quickly," Neville urged. "It's only a few minutes..."
Ron reached out with trembling hands and carefully tore open the envelope.
"Run!"
Someone shouted loudly, and the little wizards who were watching dispersed in an instant.
Those who were sitting there unable to run, such as Neville and Cedric, also covered their ears.
Although Harry and Hermione didn't understand what was going on, they followed suit and put their hands on their ears.
And they immediately knew why...
Like an explosion, a huge sound filled the entire auditorium and shook the dust from the ceiling.
"...I wouldn't be surprised if they fired you after you stole the car. See how I deal with you then. You probably haven't even thought about how your father and I felt when we found out that the car was gone..."
Mrs. Weasley's voice was a hundred times louder than usual, rattling the cutlery on the table.
Now, it wasn't just Gryffindor, everyone in the auditorium turned their heads, looking for the source of the sound.
Ron had hidden himself under the table, only showing a red forehead.
But it was no use, the yelling continued...
"...I really didn't expect you to do such a thing, you and Harry almost lost their lives!
...Itβs so irritating. Your father will be scrutinized at work. Itβs all your fault. If you donβt behave yourself, weβll take you back right away! "
The roar stopped, but the buzzing continued, and the red envelope that had fallen to the ground burned and curled into ash.
Kyle also heard it. What made Mrs. Weasley most angry was not that Ron stole the car, but that he and Harry were almost beaten to death by the Whomping Willow.
If this didn't happen, Mrs. Weasley probably wouldn't be angry enough to send a shouting letter.
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