Chapter 130 Questioning of the Weasley Brothers
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Duan Wei Li Mao
Chapter 130 The Weasley Brothers’ Questioning
Sniffing, this kind of creature has a special preference for all shiny things since it was born. It is not treasure hunting every day, or it is on the way to treasure hunting, and it rarely stays quietly.
The one in front of him was less than a month old. It was a small one, and it looked a little bigger than Gallon. It probably sneaked here when Newt wasn't paying attention. .
After all, this is not the first time this has happened. Kyle noticed it when he was in Dorset. Newt spent at least three hours a day looking for those who didn't know where to go. .
If it was replaced by someone else, it would have collapsed long ago, anyway, Kyle thinks he must be like this.
But if there is only one... then it should be fine.
In order not to worry Newt, Kyle wrote him a letter soon after leaving the box and handed it over to Raton.
Raton picked up the envelope and flew out of the open window.
"It's too inconvenient."
Watching Laton's receding back, Kyle stroked his chin thoughtfully.
Everything in the wizarding world is good, but the communication is too primitive. It takes at least half a day for an owl to go back and forth, which is incomparable to the convenience and speed of the phone.
It's a pity that although Newt himself did not reject this kind of Muggle electrical appliances, the place where they lived was too remote, almost in the deep mountains and old forests, and there were Muggle expulsion spells around them, so it was probably impossible to install a phone.
After sending Raton away, Kyle put the snuffers back into the box, took a shower, and changed into clean clothes.
It is worth mentioning that the change of clothes that Chris sent to Dorset before were all Kyle's last year, because he grew a lot taller this year, making those clothes very uncomfortable to wear on his body.
In the end, it was Tina who helped to change it so that it could barely be worn.
It didn't take long for the Weasley brothers to find them. The moment Kyle opened the door, they rushed in like two bandits.
"We saw your owl just now and knew you must be back."
Fred folded his arms in front of Kyle, looking very serious.
"I can't believe it, you actually disappeared without a word for half a month without telling us!"
George blocks Kyle from the other side.
"What's more, we haven't received a single letter in the past half a month... Do you know how worried we are about you?"
Facing the aggressive Fred and George, Kyle's expression remained unchanged.
Worried about him?At best, this could fool Ron.
"If I remember correctly, you haven't sent me a letter in the past half a month."
Kyle raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you sure you're worried about me?"
"Forehead……"
Fred and George's serious faces just now collapsed, they looked at each other in dismay, and completed eye contact almost instantly.
"You didn't write to Kyle?"
"No, I thought you wrote it."
"It's a coincidence, that's what I thought too."
……
In fact, the two of them got the news from Chris on the day Kyle went to Dorset, and of course it was impossible to worry about him.
The reason why they said this was that they had discussed it in advance, and they wanted to find an excuse to mess with Kyle.
In the end, I didn't expect that the perfect plan they came up with in one night was over before it even started.
The main reason is that they are all focused on researching the quick-acting class skipping sugar series, and they never thought of writing to Kyle at all.
"Ahem...Of course we are worried about you."
Fred said somewhat unnaturally: "But you also know that Errol is already very old, and we really can't bear to let him fly so far to deliver letters."
"Flying so far?" Kyle squinted his eyes and said, "From what you said, you seem to know where I went."
The expressions on the twins' faces became even more unnatural.
"...It's just a guess, yes, a guess." Fred said with a sneer, "Now that you're fine, we're relieved."
"That's right..." Kyle continued to draw a long voice: "Then your guesses are quite accurate, I suggest that you can take a divination class this semester, where you will definitely shine."
His current expression was only a hair away from that of a Potions professor.
"Um...we will consider it." George turned his head with a guilty conscience, and changed the subject abruptly: "By the way, I have some good news for you. In the past half month, we have not only successfully completed the Fat Tongue Toffee, And also developed a second quick-acting skipping sugar product.”
As he spoke, he also took out a piece of marshmallow from his pocket.
The orange fudge is crystal clear and looks a bit like a pea.
Fred seemed to have completely forgotten what happened just now, blinked and said, "Why don't you guess what it does."
Kyle took the fudge.
After gaining experience with Tongue Toffee, Fred and George handled it very well this time. There was no smell of potion on it. It was obviously impossible to start from this aspect.
Kyle thought about it and guessed an answer casually.
"Eating can cause nosebleeds?"
After hearing Kyle's words, the twins' eyes lit up at the same time.
"Nosebleed?!" Fred said a little excitedly: "Kyle, your idea is great!"
"Why didn't we think of it?" George patted his forehead fiercely, as if he wanted to pat his brain out.
"What better way to skip class than a nosebleed, Kyle, you're a genius!"
Kyle smiled and said, "Thank you, I have to say, your vision is really good."
Although the nosebleeds were originally their idea, this did not prevent Kyle from responding to this very pertinent evaluation.
"Unfortunately, school will start soon." Fred suddenly sighed: "Otherwise we can try to study it now."
"We can only wait for next year." George also felt a little regretful, "Or during the Christmas holidays."
Seeing that the two of them seemed to have lost a hundred Galleons, Kyle raised the fudge in his hand with some amusement and said, "So, what's the use of this?"
"This is vomiting sugar." George spread his hands and said, "Eating it will make people vomit."
"But what you see now is only a semi-finished product." Fred continued: "After all, it's not okay to vomit all the time, so we are still researching its antidote."
"Need help?" Kyle asked.
"Not this time."
Fred shook his head and said, "The main ingredient of vomit sugar is diluted hellebore sap. It only needs rue and daisy root to solve it perfectly. We are almost done."
Kyle suddenly realized.
Hellebore and rue really match well here.
Sniffing, this kind of creature has a special preference for all shiny things since it was born. It is not treasure hunting every day, or it is on the way to treasure hunting, and it rarely stays quietly.
The one in front of him was less than a month old. It was a small one, and it looked a little bigger than Gallon. It probably sneaked here when Newt wasn't paying attention. .
After all, this is not the first time this has happened. Kyle noticed it when he was in Dorset. Newt spent at least three hours a day looking for those who didn't know where to go. .
If it was replaced by someone else, it would have collapsed long ago, anyway, Kyle thinks he must be like this.
But if there is only one... then it should be fine.
In order not to worry Newt, Kyle wrote him a letter soon after leaving the box and handed it over to Raton.
Raton picked up the envelope and flew out of the open window.
"It's too inconvenient."
Watching Laton's receding back, Kyle stroked his chin thoughtfully.
Everything in the wizarding world is good, but the communication is too primitive. It takes at least half a day for an owl to go back and forth, which is incomparable to the convenience and speed of the phone.
It's a pity that although Newt himself did not reject this kind of Muggle electrical appliances, the place where they lived was too remote, almost in the deep mountains and old forests, and there were Muggle expulsion spells around them, so it was probably impossible to install a phone.
After sending Raton away, Kyle put the snuffers back into the box, took a shower, and changed into clean clothes.
It is worth mentioning that the change of clothes that Chris sent to Dorset before were all Kyle's last year, because he grew a lot taller this year, making those clothes very uncomfortable to wear on his body.
In the end, it was Tina who helped to change it so that it could barely be worn.
It didn't take long for the Weasley brothers to find them. The moment Kyle opened the door, they rushed in like two bandits.
"We saw your owl just now and knew you must be back."
Fred folded his arms in front of Kyle, looking very serious.
"I can't believe it, you actually disappeared without a word for half a month without telling us!"
George blocks Kyle from the other side.
"What's more, we haven't received a single letter in the past half a month... Do you know how worried we are about you?"
Facing the aggressive Fred and George, Kyle's expression remained unchanged.
Worried about him?At best, this could fool Ron.
"If I remember correctly, you haven't sent me a letter in the past half a month."
Kyle raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you sure you're worried about me?"
"Forehead……"
Fred and George's serious faces just now collapsed, they looked at each other in dismay, and completed eye contact almost instantly.
"You didn't write to Kyle?"
"No, I thought you wrote it."
"It's a coincidence, that's what I thought too."
……
In fact, the two of them got the news from Chris on the day Kyle went to Dorset, and of course it was impossible to worry about him.
The reason why they said this was that they had discussed it in advance, and they wanted to find an excuse to mess with Kyle.
In the end, I didn't expect that the perfect plan they came up with in one night was over before it even started.
The main reason is that they are all focused on researching the quick-acting class skipping sugar series, and they never thought of writing to Kyle at all.
"Ahem...Of course we are worried about you."
Fred said somewhat unnaturally: "But you also know that Errol is already very old, and we really can't bear to let him fly so far to deliver letters."
"Flying so far?" Kyle squinted his eyes and said, "From what you said, you seem to know where I went."
The expressions on the twins' faces became even more unnatural.
"...It's just a guess, yes, a guess." Fred said with a sneer, "Now that you're fine, we're relieved."
"That's right..." Kyle continued to draw a long voice: "Then your guesses are quite accurate, I suggest that you can take a divination class this semester, where you will definitely shine."
His current expression was only a hair away from that of a Potions professor.
"Um...we will consider it." George turned his head with a guilty conscience, and changed the subject abruptly: "By the way, I have some good news for you. In the past half month, we have not only successfully completed the Fat Tongue Toffee, And also developed a second quick-acting skipping sugar product.”
As he spoke, he also took out a piece of marshmallow from his pocket.
The orange fudge is crystal clear and looks a bit like a pea.
Fred seemed to have completely forgotten what happened just now, blinked and said, "Why don't you guess what it does."
Kyle took the fudge.
After gaining experience with Tongue Toffee, Fred and George handled it very well this time. There was no smell of potion on it. It was obviously impossible to start from this aspect.
Kyle thought about it and guessed an answer casually.
"Eating can cause nosebleeds?"
After hearing Kyle's words, the twins' eyes lit up at the same time.
"Nosebleed?!" Fred said a little excitedly: "Kyle, your idea is great!"
"Why didn't we think of it?" George patted his forehead fiercely, as if he wanted to pat his brain out.
"What better way to skip class than a nosebleed, Kyle, you're a genius!"
Kyle smiled and said, "Thank you, I have to say, your vision is really good."
Although the nosebleeds were originally their idea, this did not prevent Kyle from responding to this very pertinent evaluation.
"Unfortunately, school will start soon." Fred suddenly sighed: "Otherwise we can try to study it now."
"We can only wait for next year." George also felt a little regretful, "Or during the Christmas holidays."
Seeing that the two of them seemed to have lost a hundred Galleons, Kyle raised the fudge in his hand with some amusement and said, "So, what's the use of this?"
"This is vomiting sugar." George spread his hands and said, "Eating it will make people vomit."
"But what you see now is only a semi-finished product." Fred continued: "After all, it's not okay to vomit all the time, so we are still researching its antidote."
"Need help?" Kyle asked.
"Not this time."
Fred shook his head and said, "The main ingredient of vomit sugar is diluted hellebore sap. It only needs rue and daisy root to solve it perfectly. We are almost done."
Kyle suddenly realized.
Hellebore and rue really match well here.
