Chapter 902 Christmas Chapter, Special Gift
The next day, Sunday, Hogwarts was immersed in a joyful atmosphere since morning.
The Quidditch match has begun, and it is the fateful battle between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff.
Especially for the little lions, they had been eager to get rid of the shadow of Hufflepuff on the court for several months.
In this atmosphere, the 150 points that were lost somehow didn't seem so important.
Anyway, their scores had already been at the bottom, and compared to the House Cup, they wanted to get back the Quidditch Cup that had been wandering outside for seven years.
Ever since Harry joined the team, Gryffindor has been invincible on the field, except for the time when they met Hufflepuff, their championship dream was shattered on the spot, and for seven times in a row.
The first time they thought it was because the Hufflepuffs' morale was too high, the second time they said the new seeker was not familiar with the course yet, the third time it was raining... but after seven consecutive times, it was difficult for them to find a reasonable excuse.
This time, they must take back what they lost...
Ok?
and many more.
"That person sitting in the teacher's seat looks familiar." A third-grade lion leaned close to his friend's ear and asked, "He's the one sitting next to Professor Hagrid."
His friend looked up subconsciously, and suddenly felt unwell.
"Kyle, didn't he graduate?!"
Because Kyle had just graduated for less than a year, many people in the school knew him and remembered his difficulties.
For a moment, everyone recalled the fear of being dominated by Kyle with the Quaffle.
There's a saying that's been circulating around the Hogwarts grounds... If your opponent is a Hufflepuff, pray that the Seeker can catch the Golden Snitch within twenty minutes. This is the only way to defeat them.
Because Kyle can always score 150 points within 20 minutes. If the game cannot be finished within this period of time, the score gap will only get bigger and bigger, and it will be useless even if the Golden Snitch is caught.
It can be said that Kell raised the status of the Chaser and let everyone know that the key to winning Quidditch is not just catching the damn golden egg with wings.
He wouldn't have come back just to stop Gryffindor from winning the championship...
The little lion trembled all over. How great must be the revenge that he has to return!
"Hey, did you guys see the notice on the bulletin board?"
At this moment, someone rushed in. "We are going to have a new professor!"
"Why, Snape was finally captured by the Aurors?"
"It could have been killed by a warthog."
When it comes to the new professor, the first thing that comes to everyone's mind is Defense Against the Dark Arts. After all, this has been a new professor for more than 50 years, so no matter how outrageous the things that happen are, they will not find it strange.
"Snape?" The man was stunned for a moment before continuing, "No, it's Professor Babbling."
"Professor Babel, who is this?"
"The professor of ancient runes," someone answered.
"Oh... what are runes again?"
“One of the elective courses for third graders.”
“There’s still this course?”
"Please, get your ass off your face and take another look at that damn timetable, and then you'll know if there's an Ancient Runes class."
"Hey, that's not the point!" someone interrupted their argument.
"The point is, the new professor who replaced Babel is also named Kyle. Could he be the one we know?"
"It must be." A faint voice came over.
"How can you be so sure?"
"Because he's already here." The man pointed to the teacher's seat, where Kyle was talking to Hagrid.
But he felt relieved.
Hello, Professor. Professor, I can't participate in Quidditch games...
More and more people came to the auditorium to eat, and they also saw the notice posted outside the door and Kyle in the teacher's seat.
There was a lot of discussion in the auditorium, and everyone thought it was a very novel thing for a graduate to suddenly become a professor.
There are also several acquaintances among them.
"It's really you, Kyle!" Ginny stood beside him, staring at Kyle, "Why didn't you tell me before? And mom too, she didn't even write me a letter about such a big thing!"
"In fact, you knew it earlier than she did." Kyle smiled and said, "How do you feel? Are you surprised? Are you looking forward to it?"
"It's a little surprising. But I didn't choose the ancient runes course, so the expectation is..." Ginny spread her hands, the meaning was self-evident.
If I don't take your class, of course I have no expectations.
Kyle immediately retracted the smile on his face, "You are just like your brother, uneducated and unskilled."
This made Ginny very angry.
Her grades should at least be five O's. Comparing her with Ron, whose highest score was only E, is simply an insult!
Kyle is really going too far!
Ginny walked away angrily, but Kyle felt much better. He took a sip of pumpkin juice slowly and left the hall with Hagrid.
At ten o'clock in the morning, the Quidditch game began.
Almost all the students went to the stadium, and the deafening cheers rose one after another, which could be heard clearly even in the Forbidden Forest.
Kyle didn't go to the game, and neither did Hagrid.
Although he really wanted to go and cheer Harry on, Christmas was approaching and he needed to prepare the decorations for the hall and the twelve essential Christmas trees before the dinner.
This was the job of a gamekeeper, and even though he had become a professor, Hagrid had never slacked off.
So after breakfast, he said goodbye to the fire dragon in the garden with reluctance and went to the forbidden forest.
Near noon, perfect Christmas trees were placed in front of the door of the cabin, and decorative plants such as holly and mistletoe were placed next to them, all of which were carefully selected by Hagrid.
When the dinner is about to begin, they will appear on the walls and ceiling of the auditorium, receiving the surprised admirations of the little wizards.
But all this had nothing to do with Kyle. He did not plan to spend Christmas at Hogwarts. That afternoon, he and Fawkes appeared on the streets of the French Magic Commercial Street.
Just kidding, of course you should spend Christmas with your important people. What's the point of being with those silly students at Hogwarts?
More importantly, their winning streak is gone.
I just graduated, and Hufflepuff lost to Gryffindor on the court, and it was a 10-minute speedrun... It really makes me angry just thinking about it.
Hang a gold coin in front of your broomstick and the Sniff will be better than them.
The Christmas atmosphere in France is equally strong, with various decorations hung in front of almost every store.
A huge Christmas tree was placed in the middle of the street. It was really huge and looked like a second iron tower. It was obviously a magical product, after all, a normal tree could not grow that high.
Kyle found Kanna's shop with ease.
Strange, why is the door closed again?
Kyle knocked on the door suspiciously.
squeak...
The door was soon opened from the inside, and Furong opened her arms excitedly, ready for a hug.
Kyle was somewhat surprised by Furong's enthusiasm, but also a little confused.
As a friend, he shouldn't avoid the hug, but Kanna was there too, so it might not be a good idea to do so.
Kyle was in a dilemma and stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do.
But the next second, he no longer needed to worry about it.
"You're finally here... Damn, why is it you?"
Furong braked suddenly and stopped where she was.
The excitement and excitement on his face turned into disgust in an instant.
Kyle didn't understand how people's expressions could change so quickly.
"What are you talking about? Is France owned by your family? Why can't I come?"
"Didn't you just come here?!"
Furong looked at Kyle with disdain and said, "If you are so reluctant, why don't you just let Kanna go back to England?"
A lot of things happened during this period, including repairing the time converter, going back to 1899 to find Dumbledore, saving Ariana, uncovering the Death Eaters' conspiracy in Cornwall, and going to the Hebrides Islands to confront Voldemort with Fiendfyre.
But these are things outside of time, known only to a few.
For Furong, who was in the normal timeline, Kyle had indeed just left France not long ago and then ran back.
It's so annoying!
"What do you care about me?" Kyle said unhappily, but he couldn't understand why Furong was so angry today, as if she had taken gunpowder.
Physical discomfort?
"Where's Kanna?" Kyle looked around and asked.
"She's brewing potions in the basement. You'd better not disturb her." Furong was much calmer now. She pulled open the curtains to make the room brighter.
"Why aren't you open?" Kyle asked. "You weren't open the last time I came, but tomorrow is Christmas, and business is at its peak."
"Of course it's because..." Fleur paused, "Because we received a large order from Beauxbatons, and Christmas is coming. Time is a bit tight, so we just closed the store."
"But why are you here again? Is everything fine in England?" When saying this, Furong narrowed her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.
"It's still the same as before, with open and covert fighting and people in panic, but it's finally much better than before," said Kyle.
This is true. Since the Hesperidian Islands, Voldemort has indeed been much quieter. Apart from Oren breaking into the Gringotts vault, there has been no news of the Death Eaters doing anything else.
Of course, it is also possible that they did it, but the Aurors and Dumbledore did not discover it.
"Christmas is coming soon, so I finally have time to come here..." Kyle glanced at the entrance to the basement, "When will Kanna come out?"
"I don't know." Furong said, "Normally it's in the evening, sometimes it's a little later."
"Then you are quite busy." Kyle glanced at her.
"That's right." Furong raised an eyebrow.
……
Kyle waited until the evening before Kanna came out of the basement rubbing her eyes.
When she saw Kyle, she was stunned at first, and then rushed over to him happily.
Unfortunately, just as Kyle opened his arms, ready to receive the long-awaited hug, he was pushed aside by Fleur.
Connor hugged her, and Fleur turned her head and gave Kyle a nasty smile.
No wonder she was ostracized in Beauxbatons, she really deserved it!
Kyle gritted his teeth. He really didn't know why Furong was so crazy today. She was against him everywhere, and he didn't provoke her.
And that's not all. Kyle took Connor to a Christmas dinner, and Fleur followed him stubbornly, without any awareness of being a third wheel.
Kyle wanted to stay in the store at night, but Furong pushed him out.
Kanna wanted to say something, but she pulled her back forcefully.
"I can't sleep on the street!" Kyle argued outside, but all he got in response was silence and a key thrown out of the window.
"No. 97, south of the commercial street, find it yourself!" Furong's voice came from inside.
There was no choice but for Kyle to take the key and follow the address given by Furong, and he found... a villa!
The French Magic Commercial Street is different from Diagon Alley. It is more like Hogsmeade. In addition to shops, there are also residential areas for wizards, but Kyle has never been there.
And he didn't expect the residential area here to be so luxurious.
Unlike the architectural style of Hogsmeade in the last century, Number 97 is a three-story villa made of spotless white marble. If it were a little bigger, it would be a manor.
Use the key to open the door, and you will see that the interior is filled with a strong French decoration style, highlighting the luxury.
Is Furong so rich?
But speaking of it, Delacour seemed to be quite famous in France. If you think about it carefully, anyone who could be loved by a veela could not be an ordinary person.
Kyle lay in the villa of several hundred square meters and sighed softly.
If possible, he would rather live in a small potion shop.
It doesn’t matter if there is no room, warmth is enough.
But the problem was that Fleur seemed to be possessed by Snape and she was on high alert against him...
and many more.
Kyle sat up suddenly.
Could it be that Fleur was really Snape in disguise using Polyjuice Potion?
It's not impossible. After all, her behavior today was so strange, like a different person. Besides, it's almost Christmas, and the professors at Hogwarts will also be on holiday.
If Snape didn't have classes in the afternoon, he could have arrived in France before him.
Did he guess early on that I would come to see Kanna?
Kyle looked out the window and thought for a moment, then shook his head.
Maybe I think too much.
Although Polyjuice Potion can change a person's appearance, it cannot change their bloodline. For example, if someone drinks Polyjuice Potion containing Hagrid's hair, their appearance may change, but their height will not, because height is a characteristic of giant bloodline and is not within the scope of Polyjuice Potion.
And when he saw Furong just now, he still had the urge to stuff her into the box.
This means that she still has Veela blood in her, and it is impossible for Snape to be pretending.
But this is even more strange...why?
Kyle thought about it all night but had no idea.
……
It wasn't until the next morning that he came to the shopping street again.
At this time, there was already a person standing in front of the potion shop, a familiar person wearing a strange square cardboard suit and a red ribbon on his head.
Bill Weasley.
This guy seems to have dressed himself up as a gift.
How shameless.
Kyle pouted.
But Furong seemed to be quite fond of this, and the two of them were hugging each other and chewing on it as if no one was around.
"***!"
Kyle moved his mouth and took out the camera expressionlessly.
"Crack!"
