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At noon, Krum did not circle around Hermione like a fly.

After all, Kyle is still here, and no matter how confident he is in himself, he can't directly poach someone in front of him.

Krum didn't come, but Cadwallader, Kyle's number one loser on the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, did.

"Boss, boss, I have something to report to you."

Cadwallader recounted what happened in the morning when Krum asked him about Hermione, and how he spent the whole morning stupidly waiting for someone at the door of the library...

To be precise, I told Kyle in a more embellished way.

After listening to Cadwallader's story, Kyle looked at the Slytherin table with a somewhat cold gaze.

"I know, you did a good job."

After Cadwallader left, Xiaonan looked at the rather unhappy expression on Kyle's face, covered her mouth and chuckled.

She knew that this was the reappearance of the Grindelwald family's traditional performing arts.

Hermione took Kyle's hand and said, "Okay, don't be angry, you know I can't leave you."

Saying such loving words in front of everyone, Little Beaver's face turned slightly red, but she still suppressed the shyness in her heart and tried very hard to calm down the jealous person sitting next to her.

After all, no matter how annoying the people in the Durmstrang delegation are, they are still guests from afar.

If Krum is found dead in his room tomorrow morning without any explanation, Dumbledore will not be able to explain.

Xiao Nan knew that Hermione's comfort would not have any effect on Kyle. No, the opposite effect was still possible.

If Kyle can tolerate such things, then he is not the jealous king of Europe, and he does not deserve the surname Grindelwald.

So Xiaonan didn't say anything.

"Okay," Kyle patted Hermione's hand gently, "No one will die, I promise."

"Okay then," Hermione sighed helplessly, "when you do it, remember to handle it cleanly and don't leave any evidence."

…

After lunch, Kyle asked Xiao Nan and others to go back to the Room of Requirement to study the art of Bai Hao.

He himself turned into the door next to the grand staircase that led to the Hufflepuff common room, and went back to his dormitory.

In his dormitory, Kyle rummaged through the cabinets and found all the dung bombs he had taken from his twin brothers.

Since his strength improved, Kyle hasn't used dung bombs as a concealed weapon for a long time.

These dung bombs were removed from the ninja bag list.

He was afraid that one day these dung bombs, which had expired, would suddenly explode in the ninja bag and contaminate the contents in the bag.

So, he threw these things into Hufflepuff's dormitory.

Anyway, he rarely sleeps here. He usually spends the night in his small suitcase. It doesn't matter if it explodes.

It’s just a shame for the Hufflepuff students.

But this is actually not a big deal. Anyway, Hufflepuff students in fourth grade and above have experienced it once.

Now let the students below the fourth grade experience the bag of rice that their seniors once experienced, which can be regarded as a tribute to their seniors.

Looking at the hundreds of dung bombs piled in front of him, Kyle always felt that something was not enough.

After putting it away, Kyle turned around and left the dormitory to find his twin brothers.

Others don't know, but Kyle can guarantee that the twin brothers definitely have a lot of dung bomb reserves there.

After wandering around the castle for a long time, no sign of the brothers was found. Kyle left the castle directly and headed towards the Forbidden Forest.

At the weapons testing ground commonly used by the twin brothers, Kyle found the two of them and explained his purpose.

Without saying a word, the two brothers immediately took out their own space storage bag when they heard Kyle's need, turned it upside down and shook it frantically.

A large number of dung bombs and stink bombs poured out of the bags held upside down like a waterfall, and soon piled up a hill on the ground.

As the hill piled higher and higher, the twin brothers had to use transformation techniques to lift the ground under their feet so that they could continue to fall outward.

Finally, the height of this hill made of dung bombs and rotten eggs stopped at about three meters.

Kyle's whole face was twitching when he saw such a massive amount of biological weapons.

Good guy, if all these things were released, not a single blade of grass would grow within a radius of ten kilometers.

"Are these enough?" George jumped down from the platform raised by the Transfiguration Technique. "If it's not enough, we can go back to the dormitory and get more."

"There are many more in the dormitory, no need to be polite to us..."

Kyle was so frightened that he waved his hands quickly, "Enough, enough, these are far more than I need."

There was a hint of interest in Fred's eyes, "You want so many dung bombs because you want to tease Krum, right?"

"We've all heard about what happened this morning," George put his hand on Kyle's shoulder, "Tell us about your plan, maybe we can help too?"

Kyle glanced at the expressions of the two people. Judging from the excited looks on their faces, the twin brothers were really interested in playing pranks, so he nodded immediately.

"Let's dissolve these things in water first."

Kyle raised his hand to summon a huge water ball with a diameter of about ten meters. He raised his left hand hanging by his side lightly, and the mountains of dung bombs and rotten eggs on the ground immediately flew into the air under the pull of magic power and merged into it.

To the water ball hanging high in the sky.

The water in the water balloon rotated rapidly under Kyle's control, accelerating the dissolution of the dung bomb.

A pungent stench instantly filled the Forbidden Forest.

George took action in time and put several layers of bubble wrap on the water balloon, which prevented him from suffocating to death.

"What's next?" Fred asked curiously.

Kyle stretched his arms and made a gesture of embracing the sun. The water ball in the air immediately began to shrink, and its diameter began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it finally formed a small water ball with a diameter only as big as a fingernail.

Looking at the concentrated dung bomb in Kyle's hand, George and Fred's eyes lit up, and they seemed to understand what Kyle was planning to do next.

"I'll leave this to you," Kyle handed the thick water ball suspended in his palm to George, grinning evilly, "I need your help to make a shell for it."

He explained his requirements to George in detail. George's eyes gradually brightened as he listened to Kyle's plan.

"What about me? How can I help?" Fred asked eagerly.

"Don't worry," Kyle rummaged through his pockets and finally found a few potion ingredients. "Come here and help me prepare the potion."

Ten minutes later, a series of dangerous laughter "hehehehe" sounded in the Forbidden Forest.