Chapter 900 The Sleeping Hornet

"You slept so soundly." Kyle said quietly, the veins on his forehead pulsing. "I never knew giants had the habit of sleeping standing up. Is the bed in the house so uncomfortable?"

This feeling was amazing. Although I didn't expect Hagrid to be of any help, it was a bit too much for him to sleep in front of me.

Even if he sleeps in the room, Kyle will definitely not have any objections.

Hagrid blushed deeply.

He didn't mean to do it, but the things Kyle drew were a bit too much for sleeping... When he stared at them, he was in a dazed state.

Plus, after another tiring day, I somehow fell asleep.

"Forget it." Kyle sighed, "You must have been a Gryffindor before you were expelled."

"How do you know?" Hagrid asked doubtfully.

He remembered that he had not said this to Kyle, including Harry... Only when chatting with Ms. Olim Maxim, he occasionally mentioned the things before he was expelled from Hogwarts a few times.

Did Olim tell Kyle?

"Because among the students who sleep in the History of Magic class, Gryffindor has the largest number." Kyle said casually: "There are one or two students from other colleges who are attending the class, but Gryffindor has none. "

I don’t know about other grades, but it was like this for the grade Kyle was in class with.

Hagrid's face turned redder.

"It's not...I..."

Seeing that he was at a loss, Kyle said nothing more.

"Well...when will Minerva come over?" Hagrid quickly changed the subject.

"I don't know." Kyle shook his head and turned to look at the castle. "Today is the weekend, she may come over soon..."

"Hagrid, please help me here first. I have something else to take care of."

"Okay." Hagrid was about to do something to make up for it, so he quickly nodded and agreed.

Then Kyle opened the door and walked in.

Half an hour later, Kyle walked out of the room. As soon as he looked up, he saw several people coming out of the castle from a distance, walking quickly towards this side.

In addition to Professor McGonagall, the other three deans were also there, as well as Dumbledore, the vice-principal and school director.

People came over in a hurry, and the expressions on their faces reflected their mood.

Dumbledore was talking and laughing with Professor Flitwick, acting very relaxed. Professor Sprout's expression was indifferent, exactly the same as usual.

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips, looking a little tired, as if she hadn't slept well last night.

Snape...he wasn't important.

"Kyle, are you ready?" Dumbledore said. He glanced at the wooden door not far away and showed a meaningful look, obviously discovering something.

"Of course, professors," Kyle said, opening the door. "Come in, Professor Snape."

Snape's expression stiffened.

His instinct told him that Kyle must have bad intentions, but he soon thought that with both Dean and Dumbledore here, Kyle would not dare to make any small moves.

Maybe there is something strange in the room.

Snape was not surprised but overjoyed. He was not afraid of Kyle doing anything, because this time he was here for inspection. Once he was injured, even if he just lost a hair, he would have an excuse to attack Kyle.

After all, he is young and cannot hold his breath.

Just wait, if Kyle doesn't personally deliver ten pints of dragon's blood, he won't give up.

Without hesitation, Snape raised his legs and walked up the steps to the door.

The symbol on the door lit up, emitting a faint golden light.

But because the door was opened and the symbols engraved on the front were changed direction and hidden behind, Snape did not see it.

Then, he naturally turned a corner, walked down again, and began to go up and down the stone steps, spinning back and forth.

The professors who followed were stunned, wondering what Snape was doing.

Only Dumbledore's expression remained unchanged as he walked around to the side with interest and stared at the icon on the door carefully.

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of the shutter brought everyone back to their senses.

Kyle was standing nearby with a camera in his hand, taking pictures of Snape. When he noticed the professors looking over, he calmly put away the things in his hands.

"Ah, it's okay. I just bought a new gadget and wanted to try it out to see how it works."

Professor McGonagall twitched her lips, but he also saw that Kyle must have done something to cause Snape to keep spinning in circles.

"A very standard alchemical mist."

At this time, Dumbledore suddenly said: "Even though the concealment is a bit poor, the lines on it are not hidden at all. If you meet a wizard who is familiar with alchemy, you can probably see through it at a glance."

"It's just a temporary lock, it's enough." Kyle said.

Dumbledore nodded, "Indeed."

Hogwarts does not yet have an alchemy course. Even if these are openly displayed, the students will not be able to understand them, let alone find solutions.

Hearing this, Professor McGonagall and others also came over and noticed the dark golden lines on the door.

Although they are not good at alchemy, they can still see the magic contained in it.

What's more, Snape is also an intuitive example. Even if he is trapped, it is naturally impossible for those students to break in.

Unless... there's another Kyle in the school.

But they also knew that this possibility was not great. Hogwarts would not find many students like Kyle in several centuries.

The last one was Tom Riddle sixty years ago...

"Snap!"

While everyone was talking, the stone steps not far away suddenly cracked... To be precise, they were blown up by a spell.

Snape stood there panting with red eyes.

He was angry.

In fact, when he turned the second circle, Snape had already realized that he was trapped, but he couldn't get out.

The surrounding scene obviously did not change at all, but it was changing all the time. No matter how he walked or in which direction, he would return to the starting point.

It was like being surrounded by an invisible maze.

But Snape was a professor after all. After realizing this, he acted decisively. A spell shattered the stone steps under his feet, and found the right way through this subtle change.

In short, it was to break the maze with strength and rush out directly.

Kyle didn't find it strange.

If the rough work completed in a hurry could trap a professor, then he would find it strange.

However, Snape's expression was somewhat unfriendly. When he looked at him, it was like looking at a pot of solidified potion.

Kyle subconsciously stepped back and came to Dumbledore's side, then grinned and showed a harmless smile.

"Thank you for your hard work, Severus." Dumbledore said with a smile, "How do you feel? Has the experience just now helped you dispel some doubts?"

Snape's lips moved, but he didn't say anything. He just snorted heavily and turned away.

Because he could see that Dumbledore was clearly on Kyle's side, and he couldn't use this reason to attack Kyle, including the professors who came with him, who couldn't help him.

They came to check the security issues, and they couldn't be unhappy because they locked it.

He was the only one who was unhappy.

So Snape didn't want to stay here.

"It seems that Severus has agreed with your move." Dumbledore moved his fingers, and the gravel on the ground automatically floated into the air and fell on the stone steps with a gap.

Then he walked straight into the room. Although the dark golden lines were still lit, they did not play any role at all, as if they did not exist.

"Professor McGonagall, do you need my help to draw the correct route?" Kyle asked.

"No, I don't need it." Professor McGonagall said.

She was going to experience this so-called alchemical mist in person, so that she could better understand some details.

"But before that." Professor McGonagall narrowed her eyes, "Can I see your camera?"

"Ah?" Kyle was stunned for a moment and said, "Of course no problem."

He took out the camera and handed it to Professor McGonagall, and then the three professors took a step forward at the same time.

They wanted to see if this fog still worked when facing multiple targets.

Kyle also realized that this was not to see the camera, but to worry that he would take pictures again.

Is he that kind of person? Trust between people.

Kyle curled his lips and reached into the deformed lizard skin bag again.

He never said that he bought a camera.

Because they were prepared in advance, the professors quickly got out of the fog.

Among them, Professor McGonagall was the fastest. She only turned three times before she found the right way and walked into the house.

The remaining Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick did not take more than three minutes, and they were very satisfied with the effect.

The expression on Professor McGonagall's face finally eased a lot.

She was now sure that it would be difficult for students to pass this level.

"Okay, take us to see the dragon." Professor McGonagall said.

Kyle would naturally not refuse. He walked into the house quickly and opened the door to the garden.

Just looking at the professors who walked in one after another, he scratched his head and felt that something was missing.

Forget it, it shouldn't be important.

...

Although the garden was temporarily made into a cage by Kyle, the area was not small. Even if there were three dragons flying in the sky, it seemed very spacious.

Professor McGonagall had seen dragons before, but seeing so many at once, and in Hogwarts, still made her feel a little surprised.

But she soon noticed a problem.

"Didn't they say there were five dragons?"

"Ah, Norbert is an adult fire dragon, but they were too noisy, so they didn't come out." Kyle explained, "The rest... oh, over there!"

Kyle pointed to a tree not far away.

A big black guy was hanging on it, as if he was asleep, with his head drooping on a thick branch, his mouth open, his tongue placed beside him, and a strange sleeping face.

"Hungarian Horntail!" Professor Flitwick recognized the species of the dragon at a glance and said in surprise, "Aren't hornbills said to be very irritable? Why is it so quiet?"

"Maybe it's a different personality." Kyle said calmly.

"Then what about the wounds on its body?" Professor Flitwick frowned, "Those holes... Why do they feel like they were bitten out? Is there any magical animal that can bite through the scales of a fire dragon?"

"Oh, that's an old wound." Kyle's face remained calm, "It was like this when the Fire Dragon Sanctuary gave it to me, and I'm trying to help it heal.

"But professor, you also know that fire dragons are different from wizards, and ordinary white fresh essence is generally ineffective. ”

Professor Flitwick nodded doubtfully and said nothing more.

This could explain its sleeping behavior during the day. It was injured and naturally had no energy.

"Did you do all this?" Dumbledore looked around. "With such a large area, Kyle's alchemy level has improved a lot. I couldn't do this at your age."

"Hmm..." Kyle smacked his lips and laughed dryly.

Dumbledore was just praising him. He just made a few nodes connecting the magic runes. It looked bluffing, but in Beauxbatons, it could only be considered the content of the sixth grade alchemy class.

And according to Nicolas Flamel, Dumbledore only came into contact with alchemy after Ariana's accident. Of course, he couldn't do this at Kyle's age.

But Professor McGonagall and the others didn't know. They all showed surprised expressions and looked more relieved.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Kyle rubbed his face and nodded in agreement with Dumbledore.

Everyone continued to move forward.

Seeing strangers coming in, the most lively long-horned dragon curiously landed on the tree next to it, tilted its head and looked at them, with the golden horns on both sides of its head shining in the sun.

The professors were startled by this sudden scene.

Even if it was a young dragon, it was still a fire dragon, so they couldn't help but be nervous.

Fortunately, the long-horned dragon just watched and didn't do anything extra. Kyle just waved his hand and flew away again.

Professor McGonagall put down his wand, "How can they be so obedient?"

"After all, the first thing it saw after breaking out of the shell was me, so the relationship was naturally much closer." Kyle explained, then cleared his throat and shouted loudly.

"Come here."

The long-horned dragon and the iron belly did not hesitate at all, turned a corner in the sky and landed, lying at the position designated by Kyle, staring at him with big eyes.

The fireball dragon was a little slower, but it also flew over crookedly and landed next to it.

This surprised Professor McGonagall even more, and at the same time, most of her worries were dispelled.

She was most worried that the dragon would be out of control, but now it seemed that she was worrying too much.

Just as she was about to speak, she smelled a strange smell.

It was a bit fishy, ​​which was out of tune with the dragon that smelled of sulfur.

"Do you smell anything?" Professor McGonagall asked in confusion.

There were bursts of inhalation sounds around.

"I guess it should be that." Dumbledore pointed to a large bucket not far away and took a look.

"Oh, fresh dragon dung, no wonder the trees here grow so well."

Kyle couldn't help rubbing his forehead again.

Is it really okay to praise so hard? After all, his garden was just completed yesterday. Even if the dragon dung was good, it wouldn't work so quickly.

The inhalation sound suddenly stopped, and the professors' faces looked a little ugly.

Only Professor Sprout ran over with shining eyes and kept looking at the dragon dung bucket.

She even stirred it with her hands.

"It is indeed fresh dragon dung, and it is quite healthy. The quality is much better than what I bought. Those profiteers in Diagon Alley must have added mud to the goods and sold them at such a high price."

"Oh, Kyle..." She turned her head.

"This is for you, Professor." Before she could speak, Kyle said, "I will send these to the greenhouse later... How about the third greenhouse? Dragon dung is very suitable for mandrake."

"You are right." Professor Sprout smiled happily.

Isn't this what she came here for?

This bucket of dung is enough for her to use for a long time.

Maybe she can use this, together with the manure of the moon beast, to mix it to make a new fertilizer.

Thinking of this, Professor Sprout couldn't wait any longer. He raised his wand and walked out with the bucket.

"No need for you to send it. I can take it back myself."

As soon as she finished speaking, she had already passed through the garden gate and left quickly.

Another professor left, and Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick looked at each other.

This expedition seems to be over.

However, some necessary tests still need to be done.

Professor Flitwick took out his wand, and a group of birds chirped and flew towards the dragon.

The dragons were a little annoyed by the noise, but they did nothing at Kyle's signal. Only the fireball dragon sprayed a small ball of fire from its nostrils in dissatisfaction.

But that was all.

In addition to the flock of birds, Professor Flitwick used several other spells to provoke the dragon.

They were all common spells with little power, just pure interference. The dragon was always calm and was not stimulated or made any aggressive behavior.

And the tree wasp was still sleeping, no matter how noisy it was.

Professor Flitwick used three flocks of birds in a row. The large number of birds almost played a symphony beside its ears, but it didn't even lift its eyelids.

It can really sleep... Professor Flitwick muttered in his heart.

He had never seen such a patient dragon. He even used the antidote of the Stunning Spell, but it didn't work either. This also proved that the Hornet was really sleeping, and was not knocked unconscious by Kyle's spell.

But it was too sleepy. If it wasn't for the Hornet's body rising and falling and feeling warm, he would even think that it was just a model.

But he and Professor McGonagall didn't care. It's better to be lazy, at least it's better than having a bad temper.

In comparison, the notorious Hornet became the most reassuring one among the dragons.

"Kyle."

At this time, Professor Sprout came back and pointed to the door and said, "Someone is looking for you outside."

"Looking for me?" Kyle asked in confusion, "Is Professor Snape back again?"

"No..." Professor Sprout looked a little strange, "It's Sassia from St. Mungo's."

Ah?

St. Mungo's?

Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore immediately walked towards the door.

Sassia, the headmaster of St. Mungo's who should have retired long ago but postponed it for various reasons, is also the most famous potion master in the magic world and has saved the lives of countless wizards.

This is an important person who even the Minister of Magic has to stand at the door to greet. How come he suddenly came to Hogwarts?

When passing by Kyle, Dumbledore looked back at him intentionally or unintentionally.

Kyle did not explain, shrugged and followed behind.

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