Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

The next morning, Kyle was forced to get out of bed early.

Because the curtains were not drawn last night, the sunlight filtered through the round window of the dormitory and hit his face impartially like a searchlight.

Who can sleep here?

Kyle reluctantly got dressed and stretched to the window.

Since the location of Hogwarts Castle is not flat, although it is an underground part of the castle building, it actually has plenty of sunlight. Through the circular window of the dormitory, you can also see the swaying grass and dandelions outside the window.

Kyle glanced at his two roommates who were sleeping soundly, and opened the window to the maximum with an expressionless expression.

The O.W.L.s exam will be held in five years. How can they sleep at this age?

And it's already half past seven. Rounding it off, it's eight fifty, which is only a few minutes before class starts at nine o'clock.

After all, this is their first class after entering Hogwarts, and they always have to leave a good impression on the professors. It would be bad if they were late.

And the mist-laden breeze in the early morning is undoubtedly the best alarm clock.

"I'm so considerate." Kyle nodded with satisfaction.

He really wanted to be friendly to his roommates, not because he wanted them to wake up early with him. As a Hufflepuff, he couldn't do such a thing.

After briefly washing up, Kyle walked through the passage of the common room and left the dormitory.

As we all know, the stairs in Hogwarts are very unique. They seem to have their own consciousness. They can always change their original direction when the little wizards are most anxious, and then silently admire the unlucky ones. A desperate cry.

Kyle was ready to go around a few times, but he didn't know whether it was because he had enough time now, or because he didn't have time to go to work on the stairs.

All the way from the lounge to the auditorium, the stairs never changed once, and it was very quiet the whole time.

This made Kyle somewhat disappointed. To be honest, he actually wanted to try it.

Although it is not yet eight o'clock, there are already many people in the auditorium, especially the Ravenclaw table, which is almost full, and there are also a few senior students from other colleges sitting here and there.

There's only Hufflepuff...just Kyle.

After he sat down, a steaming breakfast appeared on the plate in front of him.

A glass of milk, two sausages, and a piece of bread.

It's not rich, but it's pretty good. If it's not enough, you can add more.

Kyle ate breakfast slowly, and not long after, two familiar figures walked into the auditorium one after another.

"Hey, Kyle, why did you get up so early?" Mikel and Ryan walked over quickly.

"I don't want to either. I originally planned to take a nap, but the window of the dormitory is open and the wind blowing in is too cold. I can't sleep." Kyle cut a piece of sausage and put it into his mouth without changing his expression: "You guys Well, why did you get up so early?"

"The same goes for us." Mikel said with a grimace: "I thought it was you who opened the window before?"

"The window was open when I left."

Kyle said the words "when leaving" very seriously.

"That's it, it should have been blown open by the wind." Mikel picked up the bread and took a big bite: "But that's okay. I didn't fall asleep until the early morning last night. If the window hadn't been opened, I wouldn't have been able to sleep. I definitely won’t be able to get up before I click.

If I'm late for the first class... I don't even dare to think what the consequences will be. I'll definitely be expelled. "

Next to him, Ryan nodded in deep agreement.

Although he got up after eight o'clock when he was at home, it was all the result of his mother forcefully pulling him out of bed.

If he were allowed to sleep until he woke up naturally, he would probably be able to catch up with the first class.

Kyle smiled and said: "Then you guys really have to thank the nice guy who helped open the window."

"yes."

The two sleepy-eyed people just went to have breakfast, and no one noticed anything wrong with what Kyle just said.

Mikel even chimed in: "It really helped a lot."

At this time, Kyle also drank the last sip of milk, stood up and said, "You continue to eat, I will go shopping elsewhere."

"Okay." The two said in unison,

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Saying goodbye to his roommate who was obsessed with cooking, Kyle walked straight to the gate of the castle.

It was only early eight o'clock now, which was still very early before class. Taking advantage of the time, Kyle decided to solve the pet problem first.

There is already a cat and a toad in the dormitory, so he can't seem to be unsociable.

Walking out of the gate of the castle, Kyle raised his arms skillfully.

Suddenly, seven or eight owls swarmed in from all directions and landed neatly on the stone steps in front of him.

"This is not a letter delivery." Kyle looked at them and said, "I will stay at Hogwarts for a long time, and during this period I hope to hire one of you to be my exclusive messenger.

In return... full meals, at least one pack of owl nuts every day, at least three packs of Motla rat jerky every week, and a bottle of owl tonic every month... That's all for now, if there is anything else needed, you can add more.

In addition, these conditions will still be in effect even after I graduate, until it can no longer lift its wings.

Well, if any of you are willing, fly to my shoulder. "

It has nothing to do with Kyle's inherited talent.

As special messengers in the magical world, owls have a natural affinity for magic. With a little training, they can understand the words of wizards.

And these at Hogwarts are the best in the industry in this regard.

Although Kyle's words just now are a bit complicated for them, with some body movements, they can understand about 70% to 80%.

In less than a second, the owls were racing toward Kyle's shoulder.

Some even flew slowly and directly attacked the owl in front of them.

For a moment, the surroundings were in chaos, with scattered feathers everywhere.

Kyle scratched his head in confusion and wanted to stop it, but it was too late, because this situation was no longer something he could persuade with a few words.

Fortunately, this situation did not last long.

Taking advantage of its huge size, a brown fishing owl easily defeated other competitors and stood firmly on Kyle's shoulders as a winner.

Kyle recognized the owl.

About three years ago, when Chris found it, it was covered in wounds and dying at the entrance of the reception desk of the Ministry of Magic, clutching an unsent letter in its paws. .

Because he found it in time, Chris immediately treated it, took it home and took good care of it for more than half a month, and finally brought it back to life.

Despite this, there is a long and narrow scar on its face.

This kind of scar is caused by dark magic and is difficult to remove. Neither Chris nor Newt can do anything about it, and even feathers can't cover it.

This makes it look unusually...ugly compared to other owls.

But Kyle didn't care about this. He scratched the feathers on the brown fish owl's neck and said with a smile: "Hello, Raton."

The other person tilted his head and gently nuzzled Kyle's finger with his beak.

Raton was the nickname Kyle gave it.

Because he didn’t know its name at first, Kyle just wanted to call it that to make it easier to feed.

Unexpectedly, it actually recognized it in the end.

When Hagrid got the news and came to pick it up, he shouted "Saipan, Saipan" in the nearby woods for more than half an hour, but it didn't react at all.

It wasn't until Kyle whispered "Laton" from the side that it flew out leisurely.

Hagrid was so dumbfounded at the time that he couldn't regain his composure for a long time. It felt like the girl he had worked so hard to raise was kidnapped by Kyle.

Not to mention how disappointed I was.

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