Chapter 508 Gift

In the next few days, Kyle's life was still the same as before. When he got up every day, he would see a thick stack of books on the table in the common room.

These were sent over by others, and they seemed to be moving the library in, and they were busy working on it.

Mrs. Pince, who has always been strict, has also uncharacteristically relaxed the standards for borrowing books. She no longer requires that the previous book must be returned before she can continue to borrow books.

This also caused Kyle to pile up more and more books in the dormitory. There was no longer enough books for the table, so he could only put them in the corner and prepare to return them after the competition.

Although it was a little troublesome every day, it was everyone's good intention after all, and Kyle couldn't say much.

But this good intention is completely useless.

...There is no other way. Let’s not talk about whether these books are useful or not. Even if they were, Kyle would not be able to read more than thirty books in one day.

Not to mention reading...he couldn't even flip through so many books.

After a week, Rita Skeeter’s article was finally published.

During breakfast, the owls delivered the newspaper on time.

The "Daily Prophet" on Halloween also published news about the Triwizard Tournament. On the front page was a photo of the Warriors, members of the judging panel, and Fudge.

A small space was specially left in the lower right corner of the photo, which captured a corner of the Gryffindor table... Harry was sitting there, clapping his hands excitedly.

It has to be said that the photographer who was brought over by Fudge did have something. That photo was praised by many people at the time, and many people cut it out of the newspaper and collected it separately.

Including Harry, he did the same thing. According to him... this was considered as participating in the Triwizard Tournament.

At that time, Ron was extremely envious, and extremely annoyed that he didn't sit there.

However, the content of the "Daily Prophet" last time was basically introducing the history and origin of the Triwizard Tournament.

This time the focus is on the Warriors.

The first is the most famous Viktor Krum. He alone occupies more than half of the page, one-tenth of which is about his career and various achievements, and the rest is Gossip.

Including but not limited to... frequently changing the female partners around him, fighting against his teammates in the background, forcing the original captain to succeed...

In short, it is all content that everyone loves to hear, and the description is very detailed, as if Rita Skeeter was there at the time.

The same goes for Fleur... Probably because she is not famous, there are not many articles about her, and the explosive content about Krum can only be said to be quite satisfactory.

But it's not very satisfying.

Although it was not stated clearly, the article hinted at her half-veela identity several times, as well as the comments made by other Beauxbatons students about her... Of course, Rita Skeeter's added polish was indispensable.

After reading it, Fleur was so angry that she couldn't even eat breakfast.

"No wonder Madame Maxime told me to stay away from her."

Fleur gritted her teeth and stared at one of the passages...

(She seems to want to steal everyone's heart, and even several Hufflepuff girls have fallen into the trap she weaved.)

"...Am I some kind of evil dark wizard?" she said angrily.

"Oh, does this have something to do with me?" Connor took a look... Obviously, she must be one of those so-called "Hufflepuff girls".

"Strange..." Kangna picked up the newspaper that was thrown on the table and read it again.

"Kyle, why are there so few articles about you?"

"Maybe she thinks I'm just ordinary and have nothing to write home about," Kyle said.

The content related to him was not only sparse, it was almost like a buy-two-get-one-free gift. It was only mentioned in an inconspicuous place in the middle of the newspaper, not even three lines in total.

Others also discovered this and complained about Kyle.

But Kyle didn't think so. Rita Skeeter's article... Naturally, the less it appeared, the better.

Moreover, this was Hogwarts, and he did not need to rely on the Daily Prophet to promote and expand his reputation.

"boom!"

At this time, there was a sudden loud noise from the Slytherin table.

Klum also seemed to know what was in the newspaper. He had always been expressionless, as if he was not interested in anything, and the expression on his face changed for the first time.

His face turned red with anger, and he overturned the plate. All the soup in the plate was poured on Crabbe's head opposite, without wasting any of it.

Klum did not apologize, or he was so angry that he did not notice it at all. He said something in Bulgarian and quickly left the auditorium.

Although everyone present didn't know what he meant by what he said, Kyle guessed... it was most likely praising Rita Skeeter's family tree.

This issue of the "Daily Prophet" has once again aroused everyone's expectations for the Triwizard Tournament, and they can't wait to jump directly to the 30th.

Of course, except for the three warriors... Kyle didn't know what Klum was thinking, but he could tell that Fleur had become more and more nervous since the countdown to the last week before the first project.

At Maxim's request, she had temporarily moved out of the Hufflepuff dormitory and returned to Beauxbatons' carriage, and she no longer came to the castle to attend classes with the seventh-grade students.

Once in a while, she would always be absent-minded.

And so it was until Friday...only two days left until the first project started.

Since morning, the castle has been filled with a palpable sense of anticipation and excitement.

"How are you? Are you nervous?" During breakfast, Cedric kept dragging the surrounding plates with fried eggs and bacon towards Kyle.

Not only did the others not stop his rude behavior, they even stood up one after another to help bring the plates that were further away...

Soon, the plates in front of Kyle were stacked as high as a hill.

"I'm not nervous, but can you guys be a little more normal?" Kyle said, "The first project won't be about who can eat more bacon..."

But no one listened to him.

Kyle could only speed up his meal, wanting to leave this overly welcoming place as soon as possible.

Just then, the messenger arrived.

A swarm of owls burst into the auditorium and dropped letters and packages to every student.

Among them, six sturdy long-eared owls were the most conspicuous. Together they grabbed a long package and dropped it on the Hufflepuff table.

"Kyle, this is for you!" someone shouted after seeing the name written on it.

"For me?" Kyle finished the last bit of sandwich in his hand in two bites, stood up and looked over.

"What did you buy?" Cedric asked.

"I don't know," Kyle said. "I haven't bought anything lately...but it looks like a broom."

The package was long and thick at one end and thin at the other, which was the usual packaging method used by Quidditch boutiques.

While talking, Kyle also noticed a card hanging outside the package.

"Congratulations on becoming a warrior. This is really a big surprise. I want to prepare a gift for you, but I don't know what to give. After much thought, this is the only one that is most suitable. I hope you like it.

...Sirius Black. "