Chapter 15: Oh no! A student has fallen!

Because of the chance encounter with Hagrid, Kyle's morning exercise program was delayed.

When he came out of the Forbidden Forest, the sun had already risen completely, and the sunlight shone through the cracks in the clouds, coating the entire Hogwarts Castle with a layer of pale gold.

After completing 100 squats, Kyle gave up his plan to run 10 kilometers and chose to go back to the castle for breakfast.

With yesterday's experience, Kyle didn't plan to go to the auditorium to eat those western-style breakfasts that he was not used to, but came to a wide stone corridor under the castle.

The torches shone brightly all around, and were adorned with delightful pictures, chiefly of food.

Kyle stopped in front of a picture of a huge silver bowl full of fruit, and stretched out his index finger to gently scratch the big green pear.

Pear squirmed, giggling, and suddenly turned into a big green doorknob.

Behind the door is the kitchen that Kyle loves to see.

To Kyle's surprise, in addition to those very kind house-elves, there was also a student in the kitchen.

The student who was caught stealing food in the kitchen smiled shyly at Kyle and explained, "Well, today is the day for the owl to deliver the letter. Later, the owl will make a mess of the breakfast in the auditorium..."

Kyle understood why the other party appeared here, and extended his hand to the other party friendly: "Hello, I'm Kyle Dumbledore."

"Dumbledore?" The other party's eyes widened in amazement, and after a while, he reacted and held Kyle's hand, "I'm Cedric Diggory, from Hufflepuff College. "

Only then did Kyle look at the other person's appearance.

Cedric was tall and very handsome, with black hair and bright gray eyes.

Because it was the first time we met, the atmosphere in the kitchen was a little awkward.

Kyle did not continue to talk to Cedric, but called in the house-elves. He skillfully directed the house-elves to prepare today's breakfast according to his requirements.

"Cut the barbecued pork into small pieces, chop the onion and ginger, add soy sauce and salt and mix it into a stuffing!"

"Okay! Dear Mr. Dumbledore!" A house elf pointed his finger at the kitchen utensils in front of him, and the kitchen knives and other kitchen utensils immediately processed the ingredients automatically according to Kyle's instructions.

"Chop up the raw shrimp with a knife, then use the back of the knife to make shrimp paste, add bamboo shoots, fatty pork, celery, shrimp diced and **** and stir together, let's make shrimp dumplings!"

"Yes! Sir!"

Because of Kyle, the scene in the kitchen is extraordinarily lively.

Cedric looked at everything in front of him curiously, and the fragrance wafting from it made him feel that the jam bread in his hand was not fragrant.

Not long after, a variety of dishes were brought to the kitchen table one after another.

Kyle looked at the shrimp dumplings, red rice sausages, steamed spare ribs, boat porridge, barbecued pork buns and other Cantonese-style morning tea snacks that he could no longer be familiar with, and he was in a good mood.

It has been a long time since he had Cantonese-style morning tea. It has been ten years since time traveled to the present.

Uh, you said that there are Cantonese-style teahouses in New York's Chinatown?

I'm sorry, it's not that Kyle has never eaten the Chinese food over there, but he doesn't think it's authentic at all, and it doesn't have the taste of his hometown at all.

"Come over and eat together." Kyle pushed a plate of snacks in Cedric's direction.

As a gluttonous Hufflepuff little badger, Cedric has been waiting for Kyle's words for a long time.

"Well, I'm curious, where did you learn to cook these things?" After swallowing a shrimp dumpling, Cedric asked his doubts.

"I learned it myself," Kyle said slowly, blowing the steaming tea in the cup, "you may not believe it, I was found by Professor Dumbledore when I was wandering on the street, and then I was picked up. ."

Cedric didn't expect to hear such an answer, and looked at Kyle with some guilt, as if he thought he had asked a very presumptuous question.

Kyle waved his hand indifferently, "Actually, the homeless life is not as hard as you think, but rather interesting."

Of course, the prosperous life is based on the selfless dedication of the street gangsters in New York.

If it was a six-year-old child with no special ability wandering outside, it would be fine if he didn't starve to death.

"Really?" Cedric looked blank. He didn't really believe what Kyle said, but the cheerful smile on Kyle's face didn't look like he had suffered a lot.

Seeing Cedric's appearance, Kyle shrugged his shoulders, "You'll know when you see the secret stronghold I built while I was wandering."

Hearing what Kyle said, Cedric suddenly became interested, "I'm looking forward to visiting your base."

The children of the Dumbledore family, with prominent backgrounds, should have lived a prosperous and carefree life, but why did they end up on the streets?

Cedric is really curious about Kyle's bizarre experience.

However, exploring the truth behind the matter is for later, and now he has to say goodbye to Kyle, because his first class this morning is about to start.

The two separated at the door of the kitchen. Cedric turned a corridor and headed towards the Potions classroom.

And Kyle planned to go to the eighth floor of the castle to report to Dumbledore that the hunting ground guard he appointed was secretly raising prohibited magical creatures in the forbidden forest. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

But before he reached the grand staircase outside the auditorium on the first floor, Kyle met the person he was looking for.

"Did you have a good time at Hogwarts?" Dumbledore smiled gently.

"Coming to Hogwarts is like returning home. Everyone in it is talented and speaks nicely. I really like it here!"

Hearing Kyle's answer, Dumbledore always felt that something was wrong.

Immediately, he remembered one more thing, staring at Kyle's eyes with a scrutiny behind the half-crescent-shaped lens:

"I heard from Professor McGonagall this morning that a student had fallen from the building. But when we got to the lawn under Professor McGonagall's office window, we found nothing."

Kelton was stunned for a moment. Could it be that he climbed the wall for Professor McGonagall to see?

Dumbledore's eyes glowed with a faint blue light. For some reason, Kyle always felt that his secrets seemed to disappear in front of these eyes.

Kyle doesn't know if the wizards have some kind of mind-reading method, but even if there is such magic, it must be denied.

"Is the student who fell from the building okay?"

"Looking at how he looks now, he should be fine." When he said this, Dumbledore's eyes were fixed on Kyle without blinking.

"He'll be fine," Kyle said nonchalantly with Dumbledore.

Then Kyle remembered what Hagrid had asked him to do, "Oh yes, professor, I have something to tell you."

"What's the matter? Tell me."

Kyle pulled Dumbledore's sleeve and motioned him to lean down, "Hagrid has a three-headed dog!"

Dumbledore straightened up and raised his eyebrows, "Three-headed dog? How old is it?"

"Uh, about the same height as Hagrid."