hogwarts blast

In the next few days, without the presence of Lockhart in Hogwarts, Kyle felt that his life was very comfortable.

But the life of Harry, the savior, was not very good.

Although there was no Lockhart to harass him, there was still a paparazzi, Colin Creevey, following him.

He seemed to have memorized all of Harry's class schedule. After every get out of class, Kyle could see him blocking Harry at the door of the classroom.

Colin has a good idea: wherever he goes in the world, as long as Harry is around, he can run faster than Western reporters.

But the questions I kept asking were nothing more than——

"Harry, can I take a picture of you?"

"Harry, can I take a picture with you?"

"Harry, can you sign your name for me?"

After finally making it to the weekend, Harry wanted to have a clean holiday.

Since he doesn't have classes on weekends, he won't be blocked by the paparazzi Colin outside the classroom door.

But what he didn't expect was that before dawn, the captain of their Quidditch team, Oliver Wood, dragged him out of bed and said he wanted to conduct Quidditch training.

Harry was completely numb.

Just as the Gryffindor Quidditch players were yawning and gathering in the locker room of the Quidditch pitch, listening to Woodrowry's eloquent explanation of their new semester's Quidditch tactics, the other side of the ban

Forest edge.

"Go faster, go faster!" Hannah urged impatiently.

After the History of Magic skipping incident a long time ago, Kyle agreed to take her to ride Buckbeak.

But Kyle, the ace pigeon, cooed and cooed again and again, but never fulfilled his promise once.

In fact, Kyle had completely forgotten what he had said.

Because at that time he was just looking for a random excuse to fool Hannah so that Hannah wouldn't let him go to school for skipping classes.

It wasn't until Hannah blocked him in the auditorium today and told him about it that Kyle remembered...

No, even if Hannah did, Kyle didn't remember when he told Hannah about Buckbeak.

Standing on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Kyle put two fingers into his mouth and whistled loudly.

Ever since Hagrid introduced Buckbeak to Kyle, Kyle has been coming to the Forbidden Forest to hawk.

After spending time together, the relationship between one person and one eagle has become very good.

Now as long as Kyle stands on the edge of the Forbidden Forest and whistles, Buckbeak will rush over after hearing the sound.

Soon, a rustling sound came from the bushes in front of them, and a tall horse appeared in front of them.

"Long time no see, Buckbeak."

Kyle opened his arms to the hippogriff in front of him.

Buckbeak snorted, ran up to Kyle, and gave Kyle a slap in the face.

The huge force pushed Kyle forward and forced him to take several steps back.

Hannah was watching the interaction between one person and one eagle, with a look of nervousness and deep anticipation on her face.

She would be able to ride the Hippogriff later, and she dared to say that most students in Hogwarts had never had such an adventure.

Be sure to brag to Hermione when you get back.

Kyle took out a piece of meat from the small bag he was holding and waved it in front of Buckbeak. Buckbeak's eyes lit up, he gently took the piece of meat from Kyle's hand and tore into it happily.

stand up.

A few minutes later, a loud hawk chirped in the Forbidden Forest.

Buckbeak suddenly raised his two front paws, spread his broad wings, and carried Hannah straight into the sky.

Kyle did not follow, but formed several hand seals with his hands.

"Psychic art!"

boom!

A large six-winged bird covered in golden feathers was summoned by him.

In just nearly two months, Lan's body has grown to the point where it is nearly two meters wide when its wings are spread out.

The feathers on his body are gradually plumping up, and his shape is beginning to look closer to the image of a thunderbird wearing a thunder coat in the future.

Perhaps in the near future, Kyle will be able to perform a ninjutsu he dreams of with the help of Arashi.

Forbidden Technique! Thunder Release·Qilin!

"Go and play by yourself." Kyle patted Lan's big head.

Lan let out an excited chirp in response, flapped her wings and soared into the sky.

After a long time, Buckbeak took Hannah back.

Lan also flew back and got back into Kyle's suitcase very consciously.

When she jumped off Buckbeak's back, Hannah still looked a little unsatisfied, and the flush of excitement made her already rosy face look even redder.

From the look on her face, it was obvious that she was extremely happy with this flight experience.

"Can I continue to come and play with Buckbeak in the future?" The little girl looked at Buckbeak with hope in her eyes.

"Of course it's no problem. You and Buckbeak are already friends, but if you want to visit him next time, it's best to let me bring you here, or ask Hagrid to bring you here."

Kyle spread his hands, "After all, the hippogriff's danger level is not low."

Upon hearing Kyle's words, Buckbeak nudged Kyle with his head in dissatisfaction, pushing him to stagger.

Hannah's eyes curved into crescent moons.

Kyle rubbed Buckbeak's head viciously twice, and then turned to look at Hannah.

"Let's go back."

…

On the way back to the castle, Kyle looked at the direction of the Quidditch pitch from a distance.

He remembered that when he got up for exercise this morning, he saw the Gryffindor Quidditch team all armed and heading to the Quidditch pitch.

They went for training, but why is there no one riding a broom on the court now?

Curious, Kyle cast an eagle eye spell on himself, and saw a large group of people gathering noisily on the Quidditch pitch.

Judging from the colors of the ties worn by the people on both sides, it seemed that there was a fight between the Lion Court and the Snake Court.

"Let's go! Let's go watch the fun! Gryffindor and Slytherin are fighting!"

Kyle took Hannah and ran towards the Quidditch pitch in the distance.

When he and Hannah pushed through the crowd and came to the front of the crowd, he heard this sentence:

"At least no one on the Gryffindor team has to pay to be on the team!"

It's Ron's voice.

At this time, Ron was standing next to his two battering brothers, staring at the brand new Nimbus 2001 broom in Malfoy's hand, and said with a lemony tone in his voice.

Looking at Slytherin who was holding a Nimbus 2001, Kyle could probably guess what happened.

It's nothing more than Malfoy's desire to get closer to his dream...no, a good gay friend.

In order to have some fierce physical collisions with his good friend Harry on the Quidditch field, Malfoy spent a lot of money to sponsor Slytherin's Quidditch team, allowing him to become a Slytherin without selection.

A member of the Letling Quidditch team.

What you can't guess is which position Malfoy plays.

After hearing Ron's words, Malfoy's proud face darkened and his eyes narrowed dangerously.

"What did you say!? You lowly pure-blood traitor!"

Upon hearing Malfoy's words, Ron immediately pulled out his severely damaged wand and pointed it at Malfoy fiercely.

Before Malfoy could react, Ron cast a curse on him.

"Eat the slugs!"

A huge explosion resounded throughout the stadium.

A ray of green light shot out from the back of Ron's wand and hit Ron in the abdomen, causing him to stagger and fall to the ground.

"Ron, are you okay?" Harry quickly stepped forward to support his good friend.

Ron didn't answer, but his face slowly turned purple, and finally he couldn't help it——

"vomit!"

He spat out several slimy slugs.

Good guy, Slug Immortal!

Kyle, who was watching from the front row, complained secretly in his heart.

The members of the Slytherin team were all laughing, and Malfoy was laughing especially wildly, but the next second he was in tragedy.

You know, Ron is now learning physical skills from Hagrid.

Ron endured the discomfort in his esophagus and got up from the ground, rushed up and aimed at Malfoy, a whirlwind of Hogwarts strength!

Snapped!

Ron's instep hit Malfoy's pale face hard.

Malfoy immediately flew out sideways, one of his cheeks bulging high.

Lying on the ground, he covered his cheek in disbelief, "You dare to hit me? My father has never hit me!"

He rolled up his sleeves and took out his wand and wanted to fight Ron. The other members of the Slytherin team also gathered around him. After all, Ron had just beaten their sponsor father.

The little beaver stood up and stood in front of the menacing Slytherin.

Looking at the situation in front of him, Kyle knew that he could no longer continue watching the show, so he took a few steps forward and protected the little Beaver behind him.

He looked at the large group of people in front of him with contempt, and the knuckles in his hands crackled.

"What? You want to bully the minority?"