Chapter 8: Konoha Ninja never takes the usual path
After lunch, Kyle remembered that Dumbledore didn't seem to have arranged a bedroom for him.
Kyle turned his head and glanced at the luggage piled on the open space beside the dining table, and asked, "Professor, where is my dormitory?"
"I have arranged your dormitory for you, with the Gryffindor students."
"Your name is written on the number plate of the room. You can find the common room when you walk with the Gryffindor students at night."
Following Kyle's line of sight, Dumbledore also saw the pile of luggage next to him: "As for the luggage, I'll have the house elf deliver it to the bedroom for you later."
"Thank you Professor," Kyle took out two textbooks from the pile of luggage, "I'll go to class first."
When the two came out of the kitchen, it was only ten minutes before the first class in the afternoon.
Dumbledore thoughtfully asked Kyle if he needed to lead the way.
However, Kyle felt that he could do it alone, so he rejected Dumbledore's kindness.
But when he left the kitchen and faced the intricate structure of Hogwarts Castle, Kyle instantly regretted it.
There are a total of 142 staircases at Hogwarts.
Some of them are wide and big; some are narrow and small, and wobbly.
Some go to different places every Friday.
Some are halfway up, a step will suddenly disappear, you have to remember where you should jump over.
On top of that, these stairs are constantly changing positions.
Sometimes you clearly want to go to the corridor on the right, but halfway through, the stairs send you to the left.
Besides, there are many doors here, and if you ask them to open politely, or poke in the right place, they won't open it for you.
Others are not real doors at all, just solid walls that look like doors.
With no one as a guide, Kyle felt that running from here to the magic spell classroom on the fourth floor within ten minutes was enough.
Dumbledore next to him looked at him with a smile, waiting for him to ask for his help.
But all the bragging rights have been blown out. How can you slap yourself in the face at this time?
So Kyle gave up the idea of taking the usual route.
…
Two minutes later, Kyle stood on the lawn outside the castle, looking up and down the outer walls of the castle, as if looking for something.
Dumbledore stood not far away with his arms crossed, wanting to see what amazing tricks Kyle could do.
The next second, Dumbledore's eyes almost bulged out.
I saw Kyle rushing towards the wall of the castle. When he was near the wall, he kicked his legs sharply, jumped high, and then stepped on the wall and ran.
For Kyle, the high wall perpendicular to the ground is like walking on the ground.
Dumbledore: ? ? ?
What kind of magic is this?
If Kyle could hear Dumbledore's heart, he would definitely say that he is not good enough.
To attach chakra...that is, magic power, to the soles of the feet, so that it can be firmly attached to the surface of a certain object, so as to climb vertical trees or rock walls, this operation can be done in Konoha Village as long as it is a ninja.
Not to mention climbing walls, he can even tread water at an advanced level.
After he figured out that his magic power was Chakra, the first training Kyle did, it must be climbing trees and treading water.
In Kyle's view, this is really nothing to brag about.
Soon, Kyle arrived at the fourth floor.
Clinging to the outer wall of the castle, after looking for a few windows, Kyle managed to see what Dumbledore said, Professor Flitwick, who taught Charms.
Philius Flitwick has a very distinctive appearance. In a strict sense, Professor Flitwick is not a pure-blooded human wizard.
He has a part of goblin blood, which is also the reason for his height... indescribable.
Climbing the window directly into the classroom didn't seem like a good idea. Kyle didn't want him to be the focus of his classmates' eyes on the first day he entered Hogwarts, so he gave up the idea.
After climbing a distance to the side, Kyle jumped into an empty corridor, and soon found the door of the magic spell classroom.
At this moment, the crisp class bell rang, and Kyle hurried into the classroom and sat down in an empty seat in the back row.
Professor Flitwick stood on top of a few books - so that he would not be blocked by the podium - after clearing his throat, he smiled and said to the group of young wizards, "Let's learn the cutting spell in this class."
Professor Flitwick noticed this son of Grindelwald when Kyle ran into the classroom.
However, he did not change his teaching plan because of Kyle's observation, and still started the teaching of cutting spells according to the original teaching progress.
Kyle quickly flipped the "Standard Spells, Elementary" that he bought in the morning to the corresponding page.
Professor Flitwick waved his wand, and a bunch of small wooden sticks that had been placed on the podium floated up, and flew precisely to the table in front of every student, even Kyle had a share.
"I'm here to demonstrate for everyone, and pay attention to the spells and gestures I'm chanting."
Professor Flitwick chanted the cutting spell, then flicked his wrist lightly, and the wooden stick in front of him snapped.
After explaining some precautions and mistakes that beginners are prone to make, Professor Flitwick announced that he would let everyone practice freely.
Kyle: …
Is this the end?
What about the casting principle of the cutting spell?
How does magic work in the cutting process?
How to control the drop point when cutting?
It's over without saying anything?
Kyle dubiously followed Professor Flitwick's movements, chanted the spell with precision and waved his wand, and then...
There's nothing wrong with the stick in front of me.
After repeated attempts to no avail, Kyle felt like a curly-haired baboon wielding a stick.
At this time, the black-haired girl next to Kyle suddenly turned her head, "Hello, my name is Qiu Zhang."
Kyle was stunned for a moment, looking at the appearance of the other party, it should be Asian, most likely Chinese.
In that case, the correct name for her should be Zhang Qiu.
Kyle didn't expect to meet fellow villagers here.
Although his current body is a blond Anglo-Saxon, his heart is ice-cold, no, it is the motherland.
Suddenly, he had a bold idea.
"Chinese people?"
Zhang Qiu nodded, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com "Accurately speaking, he is only Chinese."
"Then do you know Chinese Kung Fu? Like Bruce Lee." Kyle punched the air in front of him.
Kyle almost laughed inwardly.
In his previous life, he met foreigners. The first question they asked him after learning that he was Chinese was whether he knew Chinese Kung Fu.
Unexpectedly, in this life, it would be his turn to ask others if they know Chinese Kung Fu.
Several black lines fell on Zhang Qiu's forehead, and she felt that she was offended.
After denying that he knows Chinese Kung Fu, Zhang Qiu finally asked the question he wanted to ask:
"What's your relationship with Professor Dumbledore? I saw in the auditorium this morning that you and Professor Dumbledore seem to have a close relationship?"
Uh... this question...
Kyle also wanted to know what was the relationship between him and Professor Dumbledore.
According to his seniority, should he be called Uncle Dumbledore or Uncle?
Are most of the professors at Hogwarts younger than him?
It's better to tell the other party her surname and let her guess for herself.
So Kyle stretched out his hand to Zhang Qiu, "I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Kyle Dumbledore."
Zhang Qiu let out an incredible exclamation.
"Dumbledore!" On the other side of Zhang Qiu, a girl with reddish blond curly hair also turned her head, "It's Professor Dumbledore's Dumbledore!?"
Well, he should have thought that the other party would have such a big reaction.
"Hello, my name is Marietta Akemore, from Ravenclaw College." The other party extended his hand generously.
Kyle wanted to shake hands with each other, and at this moment, a cough sounded beside the table of the three.
