Chapter 488 The game of portraits
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Duan Wei Li Mao
Chapter 488 The game of portraits
By the time Kyle returned to Hogwarts, it was already evening.
The prodigal Sirius bought a lot of things from Diagon Alley and asked him to bring them back, one part for him and one part for Harry.
Probably because he could finally appear openly in the sun, Kyle always felt that he was a bit of a revenge consumer.
Who is a good person who can buy something worth more than 2000 galleons in Diagon Alley?
And that pure gold cauldron... is that thing really used to brew potions?It would hurt for a long time if the skin was even scratched.
But there is no way, Sirius just wants to buy it, and it's not okay if he doesn't want it... This is a waste of money.
Just like when they left, they also apparated back, in the principal's office.
"Hahahaha!"
As soon as Kyle came back, he heard a burst of excited laughter, but the laughter was too ugly, like a goose being pinched by the neck.
"Ahaha... Dumbledore, I heard what that old woman said."
On the wall, a portrait of Phineas Black said proudly, "My great-grandson has been acquitted, right... Haha... I knew that there was absolutely no chance of a traitor in the Black family.
Those idiots at the Ministry of Magic can't even see this obvious frame-up method. It's getting worse and worse... But this minister is not bad, at least he can distinguish right from wrong. "
There was no one in the portraits around him. Everyone stayed away and looked at him as if he was mentally retarded.
"Shut up, Phineas." A bearded wizard couldn't help but said: "It's okay for you to lie to others, but don't lie to yourself. How did you scold that Sirius Black back then? You don't know how. Forget it all, do you want us to help you recall it?"
"Yeah..." A witch sneered: "You were scolding me so vigorously at that time, and now you are still criticizing others. You are so shameless."
"Impossible, you must have heard wrong." Phineas frowned and said, "I have said it many times, how could I doubt the Black family!"
"Ho ho..." Everyone sneered in unison.
At this time, a thin, tall, black-haired witch quietly came behind Phineas, holding a round shield she snatched from somewhere.
While Phineas was speaking, she raised her hand and hit him on the head with a shield.
"Who did you call an old woman just now!"
Phineas was stunned and sat on the ground, unable to recover for a long time.
Seeing this, other people also rushed forward, punching and kicking him.
There is no particular reason, just pure muscle memory. Beating up Phineas when there is nothing to do is almost becoming the most popular game among the portraits.
Suddenly there was a sound of being punched to the flesh, as well as someone's screams of howling like ghosts.
"Professor, your daily life must be very exciting." Kyle couldn't help but smile.
"Ah, yes? It's really wonderful." Dumbledore found a piece of velvet from the table and walked towards the most lively portrait. “But sometimes they’re just too noisy.
By the way, don't you still want to find Harry?Come on, I remember the common room password was gibberish. "
"Okay." Kyle nodded and opened the door next to him, "Then, goodbye Professor, and Fox..."
The Headmaster's Office is not far from the Gryffindor common room. Just keep walking along the corridor and turn a corner when you reach the end.
"Password!" the fat lady asked dutifully.
"Bullshit," Kyle said.
But the fat lady did not open the door, but looked at him suspiciously.
<divclass="contentadv">"You are not a Gryffindor, I have never met you."
It seems that after Sir Cadogan was expelled last school year, she has become a lot more vigilant.
"I guess you must have picked up a piece of paper with the password written on it somewhere and found it interesting, so you came here."
"Yes, I am a Hufflepuff." Kyle said, "But the password was told to me by the principal. I just came out of the principal's office and I have something to ask Harry Potter."
"Principal?" The fat lady was still a little skeptical, but her tone finally became more relaxed.
"Don't do anything that violates school rules." She reminded: "Otherwise, you will never want to pass through this door again."
"Don't worry." Kyle said with a smile, "I have never had a record of violating school rules.
"By the way, the other principals are playing games with Principal Black right now. It should be too late if you go there now."
The fat lady's eyes lit up.
"My child, I take back what I just said, you must be an excellent little wizard."
After saying that, she disappeared from the portrait and opened the door for Kyle.
Kyle walked along the back passage.
It's the weekend and there are quite a few people in the common room.
Kyle took a look and soon found the familiar trio at a table in the corner.
Hermione was doing her homework, while Ron and Harry were playing wizard chess and discussing what they could do to make themselves a year older.
"I think the age-increasing potion is a good choice." Ron ate some of Harry's chess pieces and said, "Fred told me that he would brew this potion, and one bottle can increase the age by just one year.
It's just that the price is a bit expensive, costing ten galleons. "
"Ten galleons?" Harry said. "That's not cheap."
"But I am their younger brother after all." Ron said proudly: "If I wanted to buy it, it would only cost five Galleons. They said this was the cost price of the materials, and I wouldn't make a single Knut.
But let me say this is right... General! "
Ron directed the knights to come to King Harry's side, and then continued:
"If only there was some way to make some money, I don't even have five galleons right now."
"I can buy two copies." Harry moved his king one space, "Yes...but you don't want any gifts for Christmas."
"It's very reasonable." Ron said with a smile, "Or if I win the championship, I will have money to pay you back, which is a thousand galleons."
"Yeah," Harry said, "I really hope we both can become warriors."
"This is impossible..." Hermione raised her head, "The book says that each academy can only have one warrior. It has always been like this... Oh, Kyle, why are you here."
"That's enough, Hermione." Ron put down the chess piece in his hand, "I know Kyle is very good and his grades have always been the first in the grade, but this does not mean that he will definitely become a warrior. I still have a chance. .”
"You misunderstood." Harry patted him quickly, put down the chess piece in his hand, stood up and said to Kyle who was walking towards him:
"Welcome to the Gryffindor common room, are you here to see Fred and George?
"But they have been staying in the foyer on the first floor since lunch and have not come back. You can go there to look for them."
……
By the time Kyle returned to Hogwarts, it was already evening.
The prodigal Sirius bought a lot of things from Diagon Alley and asked him to bring them back, one part for him and one part for Harry.
Probably because he could finally appear openly in the sun, Kyle always felt that he was a bit of a revenge consumer.
Who is a good person who can buy something worth more than 2000 galleons in Diagon Alley?
And that pure gold cauldron... is that thing really used to brew potions?It would hurt for a long time if the skin was even scratched.
But there is no way, Sirius just wants to buy it, and it's not okay if he doesn't want it... This is a waste of money.
Just like when they left, they also apparated back, in the principal's office.
"Hahahaha!"
As soon as Kyle came back, he heard a burst of excited laughter, but the laughter was too ugly, like a goose being pinched by the neck.
"Ahaha... Dumbledore, I heard what that old woman said."
On the wall, a portrait of Phineas Black said proudly, "My great-grandson has been acquitted, right... Haha... I knew that there was absolutely no chance of a traitor in the Black family.
Those idiots at the Ministry of Magic can't even see this obvious frame-up method. It's getting worse and worse... But this minister is not bad, at least he can distinguish right from wrong. "
There was no one in the portraits around him. Everyone stayed away and looked at him as if he was mentally retarded.
"Shut up, Phineas." A bearded wizard couldn't help but said: "It's okay for you to lie to others, but don't lie to yourself. How did you scold that Sirius Black back then? You don't know how. Forget it all, do you want us to help you recall it?"
"Yeah..." A witch sneered: "You were scolding me so vigorously at that time, and now you are still criticizing others. You are so shameless."
"Impossible, you must have heard wrong." Phineas frowned and said, "I have said it many times, how could I doubt the Black family!"
"Ho ho..." Everyone sneered in unison.
At this time, a thin, tall, black-haired witch quietly came behind Phineas, holding a round shield she snatched from somewhere.
While Phineas was speaking, she raised her hand and hit him on the head with a shield.
"Who did you call an old woman just now!"
Phineas was stunned and sat on the ground, unable to recover for a long time.
Seeing this, other people also rushed forward, punching and kicking him.
There is no particular reason, just pure muscle memory. Beating up Phineas when there is nothing to do is almost becoming the most popular game among the portraits.
Suddenly there was a sound of being punched to the flesh, as well as someone's screams of howling like ghosts.
"Professor, your daily life must be very exciting." Kyle couldn't help but smile.
"Ah, yes? It's really wonderful." Dumbledore found a piece of velvet from the table and walked towards the most lively portrait. “But sometimes they’re just too noisy.
By the way, don't you still want to find Harry?Come on, I remember the common room password was gibberish. "
"Okay." Kyle nodded and opened the door next to him, "Then, goodbye Professor, and Fox..."
The Headmaster's Office is not far from the Gryffindor common room. Just keep walking along the corridor and turn a corner when you reach the end.
"Password!" the fat lady asked dutifully.
"Bullshit," Kyle said.
But the fat lady did not open the door, but looked at him suspiciously.
<divclass="contentadv">"You are not a Gryffindor, I have never met you."
It seems that after Sir Cadogan was expelled last school year, she has become a lot more vigilant.
"I guess you must have picked up a piece of paper with the password written on it somewhere and found it interesting, so you came here."
"Yes, I am a Hufflepuff." Kyle said, "But the password was told to me by the principal. I just came out of the principal's office and I have something to ask Harry Potter."
"Principal?" The fat lady was still a little skeptical, but her tone finally became more relaxed.
"Don't do anything that violates school rules." She reminded: "Otherwise, you will never want to pass through this door again."
"Don't worry." Kyle said with a smile, "I have never had a record of violating school rules.
"By the way, the other principals are playing games with Principal Black right now. It should be too late if you go there now."
The fat lady's eyes lit up.
"My child, I take back what I just said, you must be an excellent little wizard."
After saying that, she disappeared from the portrait and opened the door for Kyle.
Kyle walked along the back passage.
It's the weekend and there are quite a few people in the common room.
Kyle took a look and soon found the familiar trio at a table in the corner.
Hermione was doing her homework, while Ron and Harry were playing wizard chess and discussing what they could do to make themselves a year older.
"I think the age-increasing potion is a good choice." Ron ate some of Harry's chess pieces and said, "Fred told me that he would brew this potion, and one bottle can increase the age by just one year.
It's just that the price is a bit expensive, costing ten galleons. "
"Ten galleons?" Harry said. "That's not cheap."
"But I am their younger brother after all." Ron said proudly: "If I wanted to buy it, it would only cost five Galleons. They said this was the cost price of the materials, and I wouldn't make a single Knut.
But let me say this is right... General! "
Ron directed the knights to come to King Harry's side, and then continued:
"If only there was some way to make some money, I don't even have five galleons right now."
"I can buy two copies." Harry moved his king one space, "Yes...but you don't want any gifts for Christmas."
"It's very reasonable." Ron said with a smile, "Or if I win the championship, I will have money to pay you back, which is a thousand galleons."
"Yeah," Harry said, "I really hope we both can become warriors."
"This is impossible..." Hermione raised her head, "The book says that each academy can only have one warrior. It has always been like this... Oh, Kyle, why are you here."
"That's enough, Hermione." Ron put down the chess piece in his hand, "I know Kyle is very good and his grades have always been the first in the grade, but this does not mean that he will definitely become a warrior. I still have a chance. .”
"You misunderstood." Harry patted him quickly, put down the chess piece in his hand, stood up and said to Kyle who was walking towards him:
"Welcome to the Gryffindor common room, are you here to see Fred and George?
"But they have been staying in the foyer on the first floor since lunch and have not come back. You can go there to look for them."
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