Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

It seemed that he did not want to face the letters from those parents. Although Madam Pomfrey kept saying that his injury was not yet healed, Lupine still insisted on being discharged from the hospital, went to the office to pack some things, and left the castle silently.

Lupine did not let anyone see him off, only a dog accompanied him into the carriage.

The office was vacated again, which made many students feel disappointed... As Harry said, Lupine is one of the best Defense Against the Dark Arts professors.

They didn't care if Lupine was a werewolf, even if he was, a whole school year was safe and sound, which was enough to prove that he would not take the initiative to harm anyone.

But there is no way...it doesn't matter what they say.

"I don't know what kind of person they will send to us next year!" Cedric said helplessly. These days, it is too difficult to find a good Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

"Maybe... how about a vampire." Fred said longingly.

"A zombie would be nice too," George said.

Qiu's request is much simpler... As long as it's not a dementor, anything else will do.

Wait until the afternoon...

Lupine's previous guess was correct. During the meal, hundreds of owls suddenly flew into the auditorium, each owl holding an envelope.

Most of them are ordinary letters, and many are red roaring letters.

They circled a few times, and after realizing that the target was not here, they turned around and flew towards the principal's office.

However, these owls did not attract much attention because the test results were out.

Compared with those yelling letters, the scores on the report card are the most important thing now, which is directly related to whether they can have a happy holiday.

Cedric received high scores in O.W.L.s, ranking first in the school. Since the morning, Professor Sprout can always be seen wandering around the castle. Either chatting with Professor McGonagall, or asking Professor Flitwick to go drinking at the Three Broomsticks.

Fred and George also got good grades. Although they were not as high as Cedric, they still got some points, which was enough to gag Mrs. Weasley.

In their words, the score doesn’t have to be too high, it should always leave some expectations for N.E.W.T.

"It will be your turn next year." Fred patted Kyle on the shoulder as if he had come before.

George suppressed a laugh, "Fifth grade is absolutely terrible. I hope you can survive it."

Kyle didn't say anything, he just opened his transcript and showed it in front of the two people.

Looking at the neat rows of scores, Fred and George had a toothache and decisively closed their mouths.

Seeing the deflated look of the two of them, everyone laughed, including themselves.

By the evening, Slytherin's score still failed to catch up, which meant that the banquet was held in black and yellow decorations. The Hufflepuff table was the busiest, and everyone was celebrating... This was their fourth Won the College Cup championship for the second consecutive time.

"What a pity..." Mikel sighed and turned to look at Kyle, "You didn't win the special contribution award to the school this year. I thought you could win it for seven consecutive years."

"That's a terrible idea of ​​yours." Kyle said with a smile.

It was not easy to win the Hogwarts School Special Contribution Award, especially after he had won it for three consecutive years.

If the holiday can be postponed for a while, and when the truth about Sirius comes to light, Dumbledore might give him another trophy for the sake of his attention.

But school will be on vacation tomorrow, and even the resurrection potion won't be available in this little time.

The carnival of the four consecutive championships lasted until midnight, and the next morning, the Hogwarts Express left the station on time.

Kyle, Connor, and Cedric occupied a large box, and not long after, Autumn, Fred, and I also came.

George, who was the last one to come in, closed the box door and asked excitedly: "How are you preparing for the Quidditch World Cup?"

“All the best hat!”

Cedric said with a smile: "I met Professor Babling in the corridor a few days ago, and I specifically asked her for some magic pattern formulas that can make those decorations move."

"Professor Babuling!" Qiu said in surprise: "You can actually see her outside the classroom?"

As the most mysterious professor at Hogwarts, except for the weekly ancient runes class, Professor Babling basically does not appear in the castle at other times.

Qiu had gone to find her several times before, but all failed.

"It's also a coincidence." Cedric said, "It was on the eighth floor at that time, and she seemed to have something to go to the principal.

How about you, how are you preparing? "

"That goes without saying..." George took out a handful of fireworks, "We have specially improved them. The pattern formed after exploding can last for ten minutes!"

Kang Na and Qiu also took out the ornaments they made.

Then their eyes turned to Kyle again.

Kyle's main task is the badge, which can be said to be something he is very familiar with, and he is very familiar with making it.

All preparations are in order, just waiting for the day when the Quidditch World Cup begins.

When he thought of this, Cedric couldn't hold back his excitement and couldn't help but said: "I really want to start quickly."

"You're right." Fred smiled: "But we also need time to make more products, so it's better not to start too soon."

"Just follow the normal time," George said.

The train drove all the way to King's Cross Station. Several people wanted to take advantage of this time to make something more, but they just couldn't calm down.

And every once in a while, the door of the box they were in would be pushed open, sometimes by Li Jordan, sometimes by Ginny.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione also came once.

Ever since Lupine spilled the beans in the school hospital, they had been looking for excuses to talk to Kyle, trying to get some useful information out of him.

But Kyle wasn't Hagrid and wouldn't give them any chance.

The three of them chatted for a long time, but in the end they didn't get any news and could only leave the box dejectedly.

Not long after they left, Neville came again...

After writing the magic pattern incorrectly three times in a row, Fred simply put away the things for making fireworks and took out the crackling explosion cards and wizard chess.

"Stop fighting in the corridor and go back!"

Percy's voice came from outside, as well as the sound of messy footsteps.

"When the train arrives at the station, he will no longer be the student body president." Fred turned over his cards and said with a smile, "He probably wants to have fun again."

"Percy has graduated." George couldn't hide his excitement, "I can't imagine how happy school life would be without Percy."

"This is the first time." Fred blinked, "We will be on the holiday train looking forward to the start of school."

Amidst bursts of noise, the train finally pulled into King's Cross Station.

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